Faith no more
Title: Faith no more
Author: Onthethruway01
Pairings: Minchun
Rating: NC 17
Length: one shot
Genre: angst, violence, rough sex
Summary: Changmin has lost his mind over the SME lawsuit and takes his anger out on Yoochun
Caveat: This is going to be harsh and ugly. I apologize to those who prefer fluff.
He was shoved harshly against the wall; a strong hand pushing down hard on his shoulder.
"What the fuck is wrong with you, Changmin?"
The magnae's face was full of anger.
"God damn you, Yoochun"
Changmin kneed Yoochun in the groin, the older man's face contorting in pain.
"What did I do?" Yoochun groaned trying to ignore the pain in his nuts.
"Jesus Christ, you fucking bastard. You had to do it didn't you? You had to go ahead and ruin my life."
Changmin punished him again, this time punching his hyung in the stomach, causing the older man to cry out.
"I swear to God I'm going to kill you."
Yoochun was breathless. He looked up at Changmin and somehow managed to crack a smile.
"Stop blaspheming. It's beneath you, Min"
Changmin gritted his teeth.
"Excuse me! Since when have you been so Godly? You are such a hypocrite. You claim to be religious yet you'd fuck anything with a cunt or a cock."
Changmin grabbed a hold of the cross necklace around Yoochun's neck and yanked the chain, breaking it. Yoochun narrowed his eyes and growled at his junior.
"You little fucking asshole!"
Yoochun's fist stretched out to strike Changmin, but the magnae dodged the blow, throwing Yoochun off balance. He tumbled to the floor, Changmin taking advantage of the situation, kicking Yoochun in the ribs.
Yoochun staggered to his feet, clutching his side.
"What did I do damn it? Tell me!"
He stood, hunched over, his chest heaving.
Changmin approached him; Yoochun staggering away, leaning up against the wall for support. There was no place for him to hide.
"You had to do it. It was your idea, wasn't it? Junsu is too sweet to complain and Jae; well Christ. We all know Jae is too much of a woman. You convinced them didn't you? Not even caring how Yunho and I would feel. This is our life, our careers, and your are flushing it down the toilet. And for what? 'Cause you don't make enough money? You've ruined us all, Yoochun. You've crushed all our hopes and dreams. Yunho would never say it. He's too nice. But I'm not nice. "
Changmin planted a punch on Yoochun's face, sending the older man reeling. A small trickle of blood appeared in the corner of his mouth. Yoochun winced in pain as he wiped the blood from his face. He could feel his jaw swelling up.
"I hope you haven't ruined my looks, bastard," he managed to joke.
He was a bloody mess. If Changmin continued to brutalize him, he would no doubt pass out.
"We're slaves, Changmin" he breathed. "Aren't you tired of being a slave?"
Tears were rolling down his cheeks. Changmin shook his head in disgust. Yoochun was such a crybaby. Those tears always managed to save him somehow, but not today. Changmin was not moved. He pressed his advantage once more. He grabbed Yoochun by the hair and pulled hard. Head back, mouth agape; Yoochun's puppy dog eyes were wide with fear. In one last effort to fight back, he spat in Changmin's face.
Changmin had had enough. He whispered in Yoochun's ear.
"You think you are so special, don't you? You think your good looks and your charm can get you anything you want. You just open up your mouth and your sexy voice commands attention. Face facts, Yoochun. You're not a pimp any more. You've been hanging out with Jae too much. "
Yoochun swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down; his swan-like neck distracting Changmin. He stared at it; mesmerized by it's beauty. Changmin could not take his eyes off of Yoochun's throat and the veins pulsing beneath his skin. He blinked and snapped out of his trance, or so he thought. Changmin's fingers touched Yoochun's bruised jaw; the older man hitching his breath. Changmin's thumb wiped the tiny trace of blood from Yoochun's lips. His tears still fell from his delicate lashes, streaming down his high cheekbones, past his swollen mouth and dribbling down his chin. A chill ran up and down Changmin's spine as he finally realized Yoochun's true power. He leaned in close to his hyung and moaned into his ear.
"You really are beautiful."
Yoochun trembled as Changmin nibbled on his ear. He closed his eyes and sucked in his breath, knowing full well that Changmin was going to fuck him.
Changmin trembled too. He cursed himself for falling under Yoochun's spell. He inhaled his hyung's scent and his body shuddered. His lips parted; they sucked upon Yoochun's delectable flesh. His tongue flicked out and traced a line up and down Yoochun's throat, his taste buds reveling in the saltiness of his hyung's tears. Yoochun's heart hammered hard beneath his chest. Changmin felt it too. His own heart was racing now, his blood rushing like mad through his body. Within moments, his cock was rock hard.
"Damn you, Yoochun."
Changmin was not gentle.
Yoochun gasped in pain as Changmin grabbed a hold of his swollen jaw. He forced himself upon his hyung, his tongue invading Yoochun's mouth with an angry kiss. It plunged deep inside Yoochun's mouth, thrusting relentlessly, taking his breath away. Changmin's hands ripped open Yoochun's shirt; buttons flying and bouncing on to the floor. He released Yoochun from his onslaught, only to attack the rest of his body.
"Min," Yoochun cried out as the magnae's teeth dug into his throat and then nipped at his delicate collarbones.
He tried to move, but Changmin slammed him up against the wall, grinding his hips into him, Yoochun's own erection apparent through the fabric of his pants.
"Slut," Changmin groaned as Yoochun's body began to react to Changmin's rough affection. Yoochun's skin was flushed and his body glistened with sweat.
Changmin dug his nails into Yoochun's flesh, raking the skin on his back. Yoochun slipped to the floor. He tried to get away, but Changmin grabbed the waistband of his pants. He pressed Yoochun down on the floor, his hyung kicking and screaming; trying to escape his grasp.
"Where are you going? You want this don't you? Your cock is so hard. Don't deny it Yoochun. Don't deny me"
Changmin pressed his knee into the small of Yoochun's back. His bruised jaw was pushed onto the floor, his head pounding in pain. His arms reached out, but there was nothing but floor. He could hear Changmin unzipping his pants.
Changmin pulled off Yoochun's sweats and boxers all in one move. The magnae forced Yoochun's legs open. The older man knew Changmin wouldn't be gentle. He pleaded with his dongsaeng one more time.
"I did it for us Changmin. All of us. We're five, remember? Keep the faith. Always keep the faith."
His words fell on deaf ears. As he felt the head of Changmin's swollen cock rubbing against his opening, he prayed to himself.
"Oh God."
Changmin penetrated him with one great violent thrust; Yoochun screaming in pain. Changmin growled as his hyung's tightness enveloped him. He pounded Yoochun repeatedly; his huge erection sliding in and out of Yoochun's tight, little ass. Yoochun balled up his fists and pounded the floor. He struggled to get away, but Changmin was too strong. One hand pushed him down, crushing his body to the floor; the other holding on to his bony hips as he continued thrusting hard inside the recesses of his warm flesh. Yoochun became dizzy as Changmin speared his full length into him up to the hilt, his wide girth stretching Yoochun's opening to it's limit.
Resolved that he could not fend off Changmin's attack, Yoochun relaxed his hands. His body slumped; no longer caring anymore, he allowed Changmin to punish him. He closed his eyes; eyes swollen and stinging from his tears. With his mouth wide open, he gasped for air, saliva dripping from the corners of his lips. His muscles ached and every bone cracked. His balls were crushed upon the floor, his swollen cock twitching against his skin It throbbed in time with his heart which beat out of control. It was only a matter of time.
Changmin realized he had won. He no longer needed to restrain his hyung. He once more raked his nails down Yoochun's back. The older man did not respond. Changmin's fingers dug into Yoochun's ass. The sound of skin slapping upon skin filled Yoochun's ears. The baritone's body bucked as the pain turned to pleasure. Changmin smiled to himself and he thrust his angry erection harder and deeper into Yoochun, hitting his prostate, sending shivers down his hyung's spine. Changmin slowed his pace, but made the intrusions more forceful. Yoochun's heart seized for an instant; then started up once more hard and heavy against his sternum. The hair on the back of his neck stood up; body inflamed, goosebumps raised on his skin, nerve endings quivering in blissful torment. Changmin continued these motions, until Yoochun could no longer withstand the pressure. He shrieked as he spilled; cum coating his belly and the floor. Changmin grinned and relaxed his body, allowing his own orgasm to come.
The two remained motionless for what seemed like an eternity. Changmin was still deep inside the hapless Yoochun who lay shivering in a pool of sweat, tears, saliva, blood and cum. He was a fucking mess. A magnificent fucking mess, Changmin thought as he slowly slid out of the baritone's sore and overstretched opening. Changmin slapped him hard across the ass. Yoochun was shaking, but managed to prop himself up on his elbows. He narrowed his eyes and stared down his junior.
"I hope you enjoyed that you little prick," he hissed through gritted teeth.
Changmin chuckled.
"I'm a big prick, Chun, and your a little asshole, although, it's a bit larger now, huh?"
The magnae's hand came down hard once more upon Yoochun's butt cheek, leaving a bright red hand print. The baritone winced in pain.
Changmin zipped up his pants. Yoochun struggled to dress himself, but he was too weak. He was surprised when Changmin helped him with his pants. Changmin pulled Yoochun's boxers and sweats over his hips and tied the strings. They looked at each other; their dark eyes locked in a deadly glance. Changmin leaned in to his hyung and planted a gentle peck upon his lips. Yoochun closed his eyes as he felt the warmth of Changmin's soft, pillowy lips upon his own.
"I love you hyung," Changmin whispered in his ear.
Yoochun's heart skipped a beat.
"You have a funny way of showing it Min."
Changmin helped his hyung to his feet.
"Sometimes you hurt the one's you love."
Changmin turned his back to Yoochun. As he walked out of the room and closed the door, Yoochun staggered backwards until his back hit the wall. As he slid to the floor, he wept. In between his sobs, he spoke out loud as if Changmin was still there to hear him.
"I did it for us Changmin. All of us. We're five, remember? Keep the faith. Always keep the faith."
Faith no more by ~onthethruway
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