Power
Title: Power
Author: mystery
Pairing: KyuMin
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Angst, drama, romance
Disclaimer: If I owned them, there’s no way in hell I’d write this half-assed shit about them. I’d film them 24/7.
Warning(s): Smut, attempted suicide, unbeta-ed (completely unedited, actually)
Summary: Sungmin has some weird powers over Kyuhyun - whatever Sungmin says, Kyuhyun will do it. Of course Sungmin knows about it, but does he know how strong those powers really are?
Author’s Note: This took me forever to finish, probably because I was working on several fics at the same time. I have a feeling it's quite messy, but I hope it's not as bad as I think it is.
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Kyuhyun wondered if Sungmin knew what power he had over him. A simple pronunciation of Kyuhyun’s name, spoken in the just right tone of voice, could get Kyuhyun half hard in seconds. Those wide smiles of his melted Kyuhyun’s heart. He could never deny the older something, especially not when he pouted.
Whatever he wanted, Kyuhyun would give it to him if he could. If he couldn’t, Kyuhyun would apologize over and over until Sungmin laughed and told him not to exaggerate things, that it was okay. Kyuhyun would smile then, relieved.
Kyuhyun knew that Leeteuk knew exactly what powers Sungmin held over Kyuhyun. He had once, several years ago, taken Kyuhyun to the side and told him not to let Sungmin control his life.
“It’s too late for that, hyung,” Kyuhyun answered softly, looking away as he chewed on his lower lip. Leeteuk had sighed and brought him into a hug.
Because Leeteuk knew, Kangin knew. Those two shared everything. Heechul knew as well, but he rarely said anything. Also Henry knew. Zhou Mi had tried to take Kyuhyun’s mind off Sungmin and failed. Donghae and Hyukjae had both urged him to confess.
The problem was that Kyuhyun wasn’t sure whether it was just lust or something more.
It went okay, until that time two years ago, when Kyuhyun just had to walk in on Sungmin when he was masturbating.
It wasn’t Sungmin’s fault, really. Even if he was lying on his bed, completely naked, seemingly not caring if anyone walked in. Kyuhyun wasn’t scheduled to come back until a lot later, but he did… And then Sungmin was busy jacking off.
Kyuhyun had frozen in the doorway, eyes wide. Sungmin didn’t seem to notice him, too lost in pleasure. His hand was firmly wrapped around his cock and he moved it quickly. His head was thrown back, lips parted to let out breathy gasps and little moans. Kyuhyun could tell he was close.
Before he knew it, Sungmin’s back arched off the bed with the loudest moan yet as he spilled across his hand and stomach. Kyuhyun seized the opportunity to sneak away to the bathroom before anyone noticed to take care of his own little problem.
Now that image would pop into his head from time to time and each time, Kyuhyun would get very uncomfortable in his pants. The worst thing about it was that at least one of the other members always noticed - and if it was Leeteuk, he’d tell him to pull himself together, which was embarrassing enough in itself, but if it was someone else, like Heechul or Donghae, they’d tease him to no end.
“Hey, Kyuhyun.”
A voice jerked Kyuhyun out of his thoughts of Sungmin and the huge amount of power he held over him. He turned his head and saw - yep, Sungmin himself.
“Yes, hyung?” he asked, raising one eyebrow slightly. It wasn’t to be disrespectful and Sungmin knew that; it was a sign of Kyuhyun’s attention.
“Hyung needs your help,” Sungmin said and damn that smirk was fucking sexy. Kyuhyun tilted his head to the side, a silent question. Sungmin lifted one hand and motioned for Kyuhyun to come closer. Kyuhyun did so without question, only stopping when he was right in front of Sungmin.
Sungmin’s smirk widened as he put his hands on Kyuhyun’s shoulders, pushing until Kyuhyun found himself facing a rather impressive bulge.
“Suck,” Sungmin ordered. Kyuhyun didn’t need to be told twice.
He unbuttoned Sungmin’s pants and pulled them down along with his boxers, probably in record time, allowing them to pool by his ankles. He eyed Sungmin’s cock appreciatively for a moment, licking his lips before he took it into his hand. Sungmin’s dark chuckle only served to harden Kyuhyun’s already erect cock further.
Kyuhyun closed his eyes as he took the tip of Sungmin’s erection into his mouth. It tasted like heaven. He felt Sungmin’s hands weave into his hair as he took more of him into his mouth, tracing the vein on the underside with his tongue.
“Just like that,” Sungmin breathed. “Good boy.”
Kyuhyun used every trick he’d ever heard about and successfully got Sungmin so wound up he began thrusting into Kyuhyun’s mouth. Kyuhyun let him, doing his best not to gag on his hyung’s cock when it hit the back of his throat.
“Close,” Sungmin grit out and his grip on Kyuhyun’s hair tightened. Kyuhyun sucked harder and it was just a moment before Sungmin spilled himself down Kyuhyun’s throat, hot and delicious.
Sungmin sagged against the wall behind him, sliding down until he was on level with Kyuhyun. His eyes were half-lidded, glistening, reddened lips parted and Kyuhyun was more than content to just watch his post-orgasm face slowly fade away.
“You’re really good at that,” Sungmin said finally, opening his eyes fully. “I see you enjoy it as well.”
Only then did Kyuhyun realize he’d come as well and a stain was forming on his pants. He looked down at the floor, blushing. Sungmin giggled, back to his adorable self.
“Aw, don’t be so embarrassed!” he cooed, leaning forward to peck Kyuhyun’s cheek. “I liked it, and that’s all that matters, right? Now be a good little dongsaeng and tuck me back in.”
Kyuhyun obediently did so and stayed to watch Sungmin throw himself on his bed before he went to put his pants in the laundry basket. They were getting quite uncomfortable.
~~
“Kyuhyun, what’s this?” Leeteuk said a few days later, walking into the kitchen where Sungmin and Kyuhyun were having breakfast, holding the cum-stained pants and boxers as far away from himself as possible.
Kyuhyun felt his face burn.
“I, um…” he stuttered.
“He sucked me off,” Sungmin said, glancing up from the book he was reading to smirk. “He’s really good and seems to enjoy it, too. You should try it sometime, Teukie-hyung.”
Leeteuk made a noise Kyuhyun decided to interpret as disgusted. He gave Kyuhyun a disappointed look before he walked away, still holding the pants and underwear at an arms’ length away from his body.
Kyuhyun felt hot tears of embarrassment and guilt burn in his eyes and quickly finished breakfast so he could take a shower.
~~
Later the same day, Kyuhyun was caught staring at Sungmin.
“Stop staring at me,” Sungmin said, not looking up from the book he was still engrossed in. “I swear I’ll have holes in my back soon.”
Kyuhyun blushed and looked away.
“Sorry,” he muttered.
However, his eyes strayed back to the older man mere minutes later. He couldn’t help it. He wondered what Sungmin thought, what he felt… He hadn’t mentioned anything about the blowjob, nor had he acted any differently towards Kyuhyun. Had he forgotten it?
Hardly. He’d said Kyuhyun was good at it, right? People usually don’t forget things they enjoy. Kyuhyun sighed softly to himself.
At least he knew one thing; it hurt like hell to be ignored this way after finally being recognized in the he wanted. Kind of.
“Oh for fuck’s sakes!” Sungmin exclaimed, effectively scaring Kyuhyun half to death. He stared at the floor as Sungmin lowered his book to look at him. “Go play StarCraft or suck someone off, whatever you do to make time pass. Just stop staring at me!”
Kyuhyun looked up, shocked at Sungmin’s words.
“Suck someone off?” he repeated. Sungmin raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah. Isn’t that one of your hobbies?” was his answering question and Kyuhyun felt a stab to his heart. He slowly shook his head.
“No,” just you, he mentally added. “But it could just as well be, I suppose.”
Then he stood up and left the room, ignoring the way Sungmin’s face fell. He’d gotten the answers he’d wanted, anyway.
~~
“I’m sorry,” Sungmin said suddenly during dinner, confusing everyone around the table. Except Kyuhyun. Kyuhyun knew exactly what he was talking about.
“You were good and I just…” Sungmin sighed. “Jumped to conclusions, I guess.”
Kyuhyun shrugged, glancing at his hyung through his bangs.
“It’s okay,” he said. But can you make it stop hurting?
~~
A few days later, Sungmin stumbled into his and Kyuhyun’s shared room after Sukira, obviously tired. Kyuhyun listened, as had become his habit, to Sungmin when the older made himself ready and got into bed. After a while, there was a deep sigh.
“Kyuhyun-ah, I can’t sleep,” Sungmin whined silently, just in case he’d thought wrong and Kyuhyun was really asleep.
“Why’s that, hyung?” Kyuhyun asked and turned over to face Sungmin’s side of the bed. There was a hesitant silence that seemed to stretch the distance between them.
“Horny,” Sungmin finally muttered and Kyuhyun surprised them both by chuckling.
“Come over here, then, and I’ll take care of it,” he said, once more shocking Sungmin, but not himself as much. He knew Sungmin had a lot of power over him. He just hadn’t expected himself to give in so easily.
Sungmin got up from his bed and went over to Kyuhyun’s, shedding what little clothing he was wearing as he did so. Kyuhyun felt his breath hitch at the silhouette of Sungmin’s cock in the dark. He needed it in him. Now.
The younger willingly twisted and turned and stretched his arms to help as Sungmin began to undress him. A soft gasp fell from his mouth as Sungmin’s lips made contact with his already overheated skin and heating it up further in the process.
“M-Min,” he gasped, but obediently fell silent as the other put a slender finger against his lips.
Kyuhyun only hesitated a split second before he took the fingers into his mouth, sucking it and letting his tongue swirl around it to wet it. A strangled sound of surprised pleasure escaped Sungmin’s own mouth, but he quickly gathered himself and gave Kyuhyun another two fingers to suck on. Kyuhyun willingly did so.
“In me,” he murmured and spread his legs when Sungmin withdrew his fingers.
It took a little longer than Kyuhyun would’ve preferred, but eventually Sungmin had a finger wiggled into his hole and oh, it felt amazing. Kyuhyun suspected he would’ve screamed his feelings to the world if Sungmin hadn’t kissed him. Images blurred into clouds of color as he allowed his eyes to fall shut.
A second finger followed at Kyuhyun’s demand and a third soon after that, stretching him deliciously, painfully. Suddenly they brushed against something inside of Kyuhyun that made him jolt and moan, louder than he had before.
“Again,” he breathed, head thrown back, chest heaving.
“Here?” Sungmin murmured as he obeyed him. Kyuhyun’s moan and tautened muscles told him all he needed to know.
Sungmin deemed Kyuhyun ready when the younger started pushing back at his fingers and babbling half incoherently about wanting more, more, always more. Kyuhyun whined in disappointment when Sungmin’s fingers retreated, but fell silent once more as Sungmin placed his lips against his own and his erection against his entrance.
Kyuhyun spread his legs impossibly wider and opened his eyes to stare into Sungmin’s in the darkness.
“I’m ready,” he whispered, lifting his hand to brush some stray strands of hair away from Sungmin’s face.
He gasped again and clenched his eyes shut as Sungmin slid in, inch by delicious inch. He was a bit bigger than what Kyuhyun had been able to estimate in the dark bedroom, but it wasn’t like Kyuhyun was complaining.
“You okay?” Sungmin mumbled when he was fully sheathed, leaning down to stroke Kyuhyun’s hair from his face. The younger’s eyes shot open to meet the elder’s gaze.
“Does it matter?” he murmured back, voice a little rougher than usual with pain and pleasure.
Sungmin chuckled and the hand that had been caressing Kyuhyun’s face slid down to fist his erection instead.
“Of course it matters,” Sungmin said. “You’re our beloved maknae. The fans would kill us if something happened to you and Leeteuk would strangle me if he knew I was the culprit.”
Kyuhyun managed to snort but didn’t say anything, instead clenching his muscles and coaxing a gasp from Sungmin’s lips to silently tell him that he was ready.
Sungmin let go of Kyuhyun’s erection before he pulled out and then pushed in again, soon setting a pace that had them biting their lips bloody to keep silent before Sungmin came up with the genius idea to kiss and with that swallow the other’s moans and keep somewhat quiet.
Sungmin managed to get the angle of his hips right on the third try and Kyuhyun’s mouth fell wide open as he gasped, nails raking across Sungmin’s back and legs wrapping tightly around his hips.
“Oh God, oh God,” Kyuhyun keened, head trashing from side to side and back arching. “So close…”
“Me too,” Sungmin breathed and once more wrapped his hand around Kyuhyun’s length and effectively bringing him to the brink of insanity within minutes.
He tried to bite out a warning before he fell over the edge, but only managed a strangled string of curses before his back arched impossibly high and he came all over his torso and Sungmin’s hand. Sungmin followed not long after when the clenching of Kyuhyun’s muscles around him proved to be too much and collapsed atop the younger boy, breathing heavily.
Kyuhyun winced when Sungmin pulled out after a few minutes, but stopped him when he tried to move off him. Sungmin moved his head to look at Kyuhyun in confusion and was met with a pair of so innocent, adorable doe eyes that he almost felt guilty for what he’d just done.
“Stay,” Kyuhyun whispered, and who was Sungmin to deny his wish?
~~
Sungmin and Kyuhyun managed to keep their random and rather rare sex sessions secret for about a month before Donghae found out - and if Donghae found out, it meant everyone found out. At least everyone in Super Junior, their managers, half of SNSD and entire f(x). Kyuhyun and Sungmin were more than a little embarrassed with the implications certain people (especially Amber and Henry) wove into their words whenever they spoke to either of the two.
Another month of more frequent sex passed before Leeteuk had apparently had enough of how Kyuhyun sometimes went to him to vent out feelings and frustrations - in a non-sexual way, of course.
“Enough!” he yelled one morning when Sungmin, Kyuhyun, Leeteuk, Henry, Amber, Victoria and Heechul were having breakfast. Henry had just dropped a rather blatant implication of Kyuhyun’s and Sungmin’s relationship and Leeteuk had been the only one to notice how Kyuhyun looked away with a rather sad look on his face.
Everyone stared at Leeteuk in surprise except for Kyuhyun who refused to look up from the table top. Henry looked quite scared, to be honest.
“I-I was just joking around,” he mumbled, but Leeteuk sighed and shook his head.
“Not you,” he said. “Sungmin.”
“What?!” Sungmin exclaimed. Kyuhyun just knew how his eyes widened and his moth fell open; he’d seen it way too many times.
“You need to stop it,” Leeteuk continued.
“Stop what?” Sungmin asked. Leeteuk sighed.
“Stop fucking around with Kyuhyun,” he clarified.
“I’m not fucking around with him! He wants it too, right Kyu?”
Kyuhyun stiffened a little as Sungmin turned to him, but he could only nod. He did want it after all. He did want Sungmin - just not like this. Not only in sex. Leeteuk sighed again.
“Why can’t you see that the boy’s in love with you?!” he shouted in frustration.
Everything in the kitchen seemed to freeze. Kyuhyun would’ve thought even the time stopped if it wasn’t for the clock’s loud ticking.
Then he shot up from his chair so quickly it flew backwards into the wall and brought a picture to the floor with a loud crash, partially hiding the sound of Kyuhyun moving in the hallway. The maknae bit his lip so hard it bled as he tried his best not to cry, slamming the door behind him when he left.
Sungmin was already lying in bed when he returned, but he could feel that he was not asleep. His suspicions were confirmed as Sungmin turned over to face him when he turned on the light on the bedside table and began undressing.
“I’m sorry,” Sungmin whispered, but Kyuhyun ignored him.
“I didn’t… I didn’t know,” Sungmin continued, a little louder. Kyuhyun’s heart hurt as he heard how the older tried to fight his tears back.
“It’s okay,” he answered, but it came out a bit stiffer than he intended it to. Sungmin sighed and Kyuhyun could hear him sit up in his bed.
“No it’s not. I hurt you. That’s not okay,” Sungmin protested, his voice soft, yet firm.
“Okay,” was all Kyuhyun said. Sungmin’s words were law in his world, after all. Sungmin heaved a sigh.
“I should’ve noticed, shouldn’t I?” he said. “Now when I know, it’s so obvious, was obvious all along. The way you’d obey my every command without a second’s hesitation… But I suppose I didn’t dare believe it.”
Kyuhyun finally turned to face his… whatever and was met with teary eyes and a slowly reddening bottom lip from being trapped in between his teeth. Sungmin looked up at him when he finally noticed that Kyuhyun had turned.
“I’m in love with you, Kyuhyun-ah. I didn’t want to make myself believe in something that was only in my imagination and then get hurt… Turns out I hurt you instead,” he said bitterly and Kyuhyun did not hesitate to cross the room and press his lips against the elder’s.
Sungmin made love to him that night and somewhere in the euphoria of love and lust, Kyuhyun could feel himself fall even deeper and it scared him.
~~
Weeks passed, a month, then two. Kyuhyun and Sungmin were happy together. Kyuhyun still followed Sungmin’s every wink without hesitation, but everyone was used to it. Besides, the couple had talked about what powers Sungmin held over Kyuhyun and Sungmin had promised he’d try not to use them as much. It turned out Sungmin had known all along that Kyuhyun would do whatever he asked of him - Kyuhyun wasn’t surprised.
But then one of their managers found out, and he was less than pleased. He was furious, actually. He yelled at them, told them that they had to break up. Sungmin cried, Kyuhyun tried to comfort him at the same time as he yelled back and cried himself.
“No, manager-hyung is right,” Sungmin suddenly said and Kyuhyun was sure the blood had frozen to ice in his veins. “We should break up, Kyuhyun. I love you, you love me, we know we love each other. That should be enough, shouldn’t it?”
Then he got up and left the room. Kyuhyun quickly followed him to their shared room, chewing his lower lip until it bled and desperately trying to come up with solutions.
“Sungmin-ah!” he said and the older stopped in the middle of their room, back turned to Kyuhyun. It was enough for the younger to know he was listening. “We can still be together, we just need to be more discreet. Please?”
“Leave it, Kyu. It’s over,” Sungmin said coldly, but Kyuhyun could hear the hurt in his voice. For the first time, he went against one of Sungmin’s orders.
It was their first argument ever. They screamed at each other, cried, Kyuhyun begged on his knees. Until something snapped within Sungmin.
“Was is it you don’t understand?” he yelled. “Are you really that stupid? Go kill yourself or something, then you won’t have to deal with it!”
Kyuhyun froze. Sungmin was standing still, staring at him, breathing heavily. Kyuhyun averted his gaze.
“Okay,” he muttered, turned around and left. Sungmin stared after him, too shocked to move. Kyuhyun wouldn’t really commit suicide, would he?
“Kyuhyun!” he called, but Kyuhyun had already left the dorm. Sungmin sank to his knees, sobbing. He didn’t even look up when the door opened and someone entered. It didn’t feel like Kyuhyun’s presence anyway, so why should he?
“Hey,” Eunhyuk said softly. “What happened? I was just on my way down from the other dorm, and I saw Kyuhyun in the stairs… He looked like a zombie.”
Sungmin let out an anguished cry and stood up, shoving himself past Eunhyuk and running out of the dorm without a word. He ran as quickly as he could up the stairs, ignoring how his legs began to feel like jelly and how it hurt to breathe after a while.
The cold wind blew through his hair when he stepped out onto the roof. He couldn’t see Kyuhyun from where he was standing, so he went to look around. When he saw him, he thought his heart had stopped beating. Kyuhyun was sitting on the railing, holding on tightly as he looked down.
“Kyuhyun!” Sungmin called, only realizing his mistake when Kyuhyun whipped his head around and nearly lost his balance. “Don’t, Kyuhyun! I didn’t mean it! Come back, please, I don’t want you to die! We’ll figure something out…”
Kyuhyun sat still and stared at Sungmin over his shoulder as the older sank to his knees, sobbing even harder when the younger didn’t move from his place on the railing.
“Hyung,” Kyuhyun called softly then. “Hyung, come help me down. I don’t want to risk falling.”
Sungmin was by his side in a split second and grabbed him around his waist, literally pulling him down from the railing and onto the safe ground of the roof. Once he was standing steadily he turned around and allowed Sungmin to hug him as tightly as he wanted, the older crying into his neck and his own tears dripping into Sungmin’s hair.
“Don’t ever scare me like that again,” Sungmin whispered and all Kyuhyun could do was stroke his back in what he hoped was a comforting motion.
Leeteuk, Eunhyuk, Donghae and their manager suddenly appeared on the roof, all pale and scared-looking. They relaxed notably when they saw that Kyuhyun was safe, but they were still scared and pale.
As soon as Kyuhyun and Sungmin had been taken back down to the dorm, wrapped in a blanket and served hot chocolate, their manager apologized. He said he hadn’t known they loved each other enough to die for the other and that it would be downright cruel to separate them.
Leeteuk talked for surely half an hour about how scared he had been and all the members agreed and told Kyuhyun to never do such a thing again.
“It’s my fault,” Sungmin said then in a small voice. Everyone stared at him, wide-eyed. How could it be Sungmin’s fault?
“I… told him to kill himself. That he wouldn’t have to deal with the pain then. I didn’t realize my powers over him were that strong. I’m sorry, I’ll keep my mouth in check from now on,” he murmured. Kyuhyun pulled him closer by the arm around his shoulder and whispered in his ear that he shouldn’t blame himself.
“Blame my stupid heart for loving you so much,” he whispered and Sungmin grinned.
“I love you too,” he said, turning his head to place a loving kiss on Kyuhyun’s lips.
“Forever,” Kyuhyun agreed and earned himself another kiss.
Their manager decided to speak to the higher-ups in the company and see if there was any way for Sungmin and Kyuhyun to stay together.
He didn’t think a break-up between the two would be able to go unnoticed by the fans.
“And ever,” he heard Sungmin murmur before there were more wet sounds of kissing and the manager closed the door behind him.