War of Seduction/Kyuhyun's Little Game Round 2 Part 2
Okay. Omg. So I tried. I'm just glad to get this up becaus really, OMG 18 FREAKING PAGES! OMFG. I hope this doesnt have to go onto a part 3 and I know, I said I'd try to controll myself BUT! WTH. T.T Sorry. I tried. Hope you enjoyed.
Title: War Of Seduction/Kyuhyun's Little Game
Author: Say.Sin.O.O. Ah! ( saya19 and siin00)
Round: 2 (Warning: Long! Very!) Part 2
"Honey, why is your fly undone?"
Something of Henry’s felt like it was going to explode. His face did. They had spent a lot of time touching each other and all but Zhoumi was growing restless. Impatient. Henry had tried to delay it for as long as he could. He still felt mightily bad for what he would have to do. But during that time, he had enough time to prep himself and remind himself that it was for the greater good. As Kyuhyun had said. They had already managed to rid Zhoumi of all his clothes, leaving him stark, except for, maybe, his socks. Henry didn’t remember if those were still there. He just knew he saw a lot of skin that wasn’t his.
Henry himself was quite barer than he would’ve been comfortable with. His shirt was off and his belt already unbuckled although they hadn’t touch upon the other metal there. Yet. It had just been a lot of foreplay and making Zhoumi very happy. And Zhoumi didn’t have to do much because just the touching had turned the boy into a squirmy little pink worm. It had made Zhoumi laugh whole heartedly many times. And in this atmosphere, Henry felt more at ease to perhaps…ease into doing other deeds. That had been part of the reason he had agreed to Zhoumi.
“Henry…” Zhoumi whispered into his ear. “Are you ready?”
“Ah. I don’t know. You’d still…need to” Henry felt embarrassed. “…guide me…through it…”
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll help you.”
Zhoumi’s hands reached up over and drew down the metal. Henry’s breath caught as he was exposed to someone else other than Ryeowook. His accident falling between them as they stared. Henry covered his face and Zhoumi chuckled.
“You know…you’re going to have to one day anyways.” He smirked.
“Yeah. I know.” Henry shook his head slightly. “I just thought it would be with Ryeowook.”
“Oh.” Zhoumi frowned, the moment ruined a bit.
“No. No. Zhoumi.” His hands moved to wave frantically in front of him. “I mean, I’d still like to. After all, it’s going to help me and you did…kind of turn me on…back there…”
Zhoumi had laughed so much with Henry. It was an enjoyable experience. He looked at the solid form of blush. “Boy, you’re so cute.”
And they kissed again. Henry, shy. Zhoumi with new found lust. He had been denied it for too long. After all, Henry hadn’t been the only one feeling very hot.
Zhoumi slid down Henry’s body and breathed each word over his body. “Okay. Let’s do it.”
He stopped in front of a growing problem.
“Now.”
With a slow pace and a lecherous expression, Kangin made his way to the bed. Hankyung sat up, pushing the tangled blankets off.
“What are you doing here?”
“I'm here to fulfill your fantasy.”
“But you're not-” Kangin pulled Hankyung suddenly forward at the same time as he descended quickly down over him. The collided in a rough kiss as Kangin worked his hands under and up Hankyung's shirt, breaking the kiss only long enough to yank the shirt the rest of the way off. Hankyung had resisted momentarily but the fog of the dream was still heavy in his head and the rough hands on his skin were so close to what he imagined and so different from Heechul's.
Kangin pulled off his own shirt and, returning to the violent kiss, began working off Hankyung's pants then his own.
“Won't, you know, doesn't Leeteuk mind?”
“I'm not afraid of 'Umma'.”
“You know... I just-” Kangin put his hand over Hankyung's mouth and, with a dark wink, slid a finger into Hankyung's mouth.
“You don't need to explain, just relax and enjoy.”
Leeteuk was in a deep slumber, reminiscing of his wonderful time with Kangin yesterday. And in his head, there were images of…and Leeteuk cherished this little time he had. Because normally, he would be watching the children and melting before them, but today, he had a day off. Leeteuk could finally withdraw into one of his only moments where he could be a bad Umma. And as a bad Umma, it was always about naughty but very nice thoughts. Whether it be the bedroom, the washroom, the couch, the kitchen or elsewhere, it was always a pleasant thought. Umma was in love.
However, he suddenly felt something stirring against him, interrupting him of his warm dream. It was a very uncomfortable as it caused him to move about. Someone was snuggling up next to him, poking at his face. However, Leeteuk was too tired to wake up and wished the boy, whoever he may be, to go away if he doesn’t respond to him. However, whoever this annoying boy was, he kept prodding his face and sometimes stopping to drag his fingers lightly over his jaw structure.
“Poor you.”
The familiar voice started. Leeteuk repressed a grimace. Of course, this person would have no problem walking into his room without permission. He was always walking in rooms, loving the feeling of belonging where he shouldn’t and creating mischeif. A bad boy. This is why he wasn’t Leeteuk’s son. The boy was impossible and Leeteuk would not bear responsibility to him. But Kangin rather liked this son so by some means, they were still connected. It wasn’t that he didn’t love this boy but rather that he was nothing but trouble. Leeteuk remained still.
“Ahhh…” He sighed. “I was surprised quite a bit when I heard it. Haven’t seen it yet. Maybe I should snoop around. I kind of want to join in the fun.”
There was silence for a few moments. The boy was thinking.
“I found out a bit later than usual. I wonder how you’re going to feel when you find out. Because you will. Eventually. If not now.”
Leeteuk was confused now. He wanted to focus more but his mind was giving out. He felt a hand try to pat him soothingly. The voice seemed to carry a different tone. Mockery?
“I hope you don’t die when you hear that your babies are being taken.”
Leeteuk stifled a little gasp.
“They’re growing up.”
And he fell into deeper darkness.
Donghae heard the door open. He was still conscious enough to realize that but everything was becoming blurry and everything was one colour now. A very multi-coloured colour. The sound excited him a lot though. Because he was lying on his back and the world was fuzzy, he only saw a pair of feet on the floor near the bed. He reached up with an arm and pulled the victim over him. Too easily. Then he flipped them over that left the world spinning, their faces blurry. The boy had grown so light. There were giggles and this caused Donghae to erupt in a little fit as well. He ventured down but found the pillow. It had looked very much like Eunhyuk’s face. After rubbing his face against the pillow a few times, his face finally found skin. And he delighted in the bitter taste of those lips, his hands already sliding up the other’s shirt.
Soooo easyyyy…
“Donghae?” A sexy breath sweeped his face. It was too familiar.
“Eunnie?”
Donghae immediately rolled off of Eunhyuk and tumbled over the edge. There was a loud thump. Donghae groaned and everywhere was bright and white and hurt his eyes.
“Fishy? Are you okay?”
“Monkey? What are you doing here?”
“I don’t know. I just ended up here.”
“Oh. But you’re not Kibum.”
“I know. Am I supposed to be?”
“Yeah. I’m waiting to execute a ninja plan on him.” Donghae pounced back on the bed.
“Oh. Can you try it out on me too?”
“No. It’s for Kibum. Although…” Donghae crawled over to Eunhyuk, who was sitting up, like a baby. “You kind of look like him. You have black hair. Dark brown eyes. You’re Asian. Speak Korean.”
“And Ing-glish. Nice weather ~” Eunhyuk started recited the few English phrases he knew. They spoke independently of each other.
“You’re cool.”
“I’m fine. And you?”
“You’re a member of Super Junior.”
“I collect cars.” Eunhyuk said proudly.
“You’re handsome.”
“Yo! Man ah! Yo! I am monkey...mmm…” Eunhyuk pauses to think for a second.”Face!”
“You’re short.”
“I’m long!” Eunhyuk refuted.
“Yeah…that sounds like Kibum.” Donghae nodded with approval.
“You can call me Kibum.”
Donghae thought for a second. Something clicked in his head.
“Okay.”
Then they had their sexy Eunhae time. Kibum never came back. He knew to stay away.
Henry finally did it. Zhoumi was below him as he had slid himself in. For the first time. It had been a quick one too because it took him minutes of just stationing himself. And after that, he had just stared down at a waiting Zhoumi as his blood was confused in which direction it should take. His head or down south. He still couldn’t do it at that time. Henry was nervous and he felt that perhaps all of Kyuhyun’s coaching and encouragement might have gone to waste. So for a few minutes, he stayed like that, looking at a slowly growing impatient Zhoumi. It was awkwardly silent. There were long legs perched over his body, keeping him close or hostage since Zhoumi wanted to relieve himself of certain feelings. However Henry denied him that few a couple of minutes that were unbearable to the elder.
“Oh god! Henry, just do it!”
And that voice pierced the silence, shocking Henry quite a bit that he moved and before he knew it. It was done. He had done it. He was inside. Just like that. And it wasn’t really because Henry had wanted to but because he got scared. But the dread of the first time was over with for a second. Then another sound ran through the air.
“Ah...” Zhoumi had a look of relief now, eyes closed and a smile visible.
And now Henry didn’t know what to do but he was feeling very embarrassed now and it made him very worried. It felt weird. He felt good and guilty as the warmth gathered in an area. And he could tell that he wasn’t the only one because Zhoumi was looking at him again. With a different look. Imploring. For exploration. Henry freaked out.
“Ah!” Henry scuffled backwards, removing himself as he fell off the bed.
“What is it, dear?” Zhoumi was now crawling towards the end of the bed. His eyes shining with glossy darkness. A wickedly lovely smile on his face.
“Nothing. Ah!”
He could see Zhoumi had slowly dwelved between his legs as he bent over the bed. His face was dangerously close to where all his blood was flowing. It didn’t help that Zhoumi was like this. Henry panicked again.
“Ah! IalreadydoneyouandtoppedyoulikeIwassupposedto.” Henry took a very quick and big breath. “AndnowIhavetogookaythankyouforthehelp!”
Henry scrambled backwards and lifted himself. He ran to the door and opened it but the realized that he was still open too. Too open. He quickly zipped up, buckled up and threw a glance at Zhoumi again. He gave a shy but happy smile.
“Thank you, gege!”
Then Henry left.
Zhoumi stared at the door that hadn’t even been bothered to be closed. He was still so so naked too. Zhoumi walked over the door and Heechul gave him a questioning look and a slow smile. He shut the door. He was disappointed.
“What, that was it?”
Leeteuk woke up in sweat. He had had a bad dream. His babies were in trouble. Leeteuk didn’t know who but it was always this bigger man and his face was covered. But that didn’t matter right now. Leeteuk needed to act now. He needed to save them from whoever it is. He had an idea.
“Kangin!” Leeteuk shouted angrily.
Kyuhyun looked at himself. He was looking pretty good. By now, his whole body had been covered with it. It felt kind of weird at first. Cool but sticky but he had quickly gotten over the feeling. It was a nice and new experience. He was still very proud of his plan. He squeezed the bottle some more and let the contents run over his bare torso. His shirt had been shed a long time ago. It was unnecessary for this assignment. In fact, all clothes were unnecessary but he had the dignity of keeping his pants on. And of course, it would have been wise to do so for where he was right now. But Kyuhyun did have his buckle undone and his zipper, letting his Calvin’s out. He himself quite liked the way he looked like that. His pre sex look. There were only two looks he liked better. Post sex. And best of all. Just sex.
He watched proudly as some more dripped down his body. And Kyuhyun was proud of that too. He may have not been as nicely toned as Siwon but he was still sculpted. He was flat but there were definitely little dips there and hardened muscle. He needed to check his day or to awaken them. Kyuhyun poked himself. Rock solid. Kyuhyun was having a good day. That only made things better. He realized that there was now new constriction about his arms because of the fluid. It was starting to stick on his body and some of it dried a bit. Tattooed.
“What’s this?”
Zhoumi stood, leaning lazily against the door way. There was that familiar smile on his face. His plan was working. Even Zhoumi was intrigued. However Kyuhyun was a bit concerned by the look on that face. It was very very wanton. Much more than usual. As if he had been left unsatisfied. Zhoumi walked leisurely to a wary Kyuhyun.
“Dammit! I thought I locked the door!”
“So I’m a 2?” Zhoumi ignored that. He didn’t look offended. Just well informed. “Or a 1 now.”
“So you let Henry?”
“You put him on me. I can’t really deny him.”
“You can’t deny anyone.”
“Whatever.” Zhoumi was close to him now, leaning over the boy. Sniffing a bit. He looked Kyuhyun up and down with pleasure. “What’s this? This is new. Something we haven’t tried.”
“It’s not for you.” Kyuhyun stepped away. “Don’t ruin my plan.”
“What? Is this for Ryeowook again.” Zhoumi paused to think more reasonably. “Or no…you couldn’t really be thinking…”
“What? I need the points. I’ve already been denied two times.” Kyuhyun continued shaking the bottle. There was still a bit left in there. “And I need to show them that I am master of this game.”
“You could just be the master of me.” Zhoumi pointed out. “You already are.”
“No. World domination. Or just that I need to prove myself for the sexy beast I am. I’ve been keeping it in me for too long. I hate how people always save the sexiness for Siwon.” Kyuhyun sneered. “I can be very very sexy too.”
Kyuhyun had an idea. There was still enough in the bottle for other areas.
“You are.” Kyuhyun watched danger approach him. “I would know.”
“No. Zhoumi, I will not serve myself to you today. You’re only 2 or 1 point. Whatever. I’m busy now and I’d like my privacy.”
“Fine but next time, maybe you want to lock the door properly then. Don’t tempt me.” Zhoumi gestured to Kyuhyun’s body. “Like this.”
Kyuhyun didn’t pay attention. By the end of the sentence, his pants had dropped.
“KANGIN!!! Zhoumi!! Hankyung!!” Kangin paused mid-movement, his eyes wide with fear.
“Kangin, where are you? I need you.” Leeteuk yelled again as Kangin scrambled off Hunkyung and began to redress, pulling his pants back up and his shirt back on.
“Not afraid of Umma, eh?” Hankyung said with an amused smile.
Kangin gave a warning glare but the threateningness of this gesture was undermined when the faint slam of a door caused Kangin to jump and spin.
“Just get dressed. He wants to talk to you to.”
“But what about-” said Hankyung, gesturing to the prominent problem.
“Well I guess there's time to-”
“KANGIN!!” This yell reverberated around the house and caused Kangin to jump and trip himself. With a dull thud Kangin's knee collided with the bed frame. Pain and Hankyung's resulting laughter drove Kangin's problem away.
With an exasperated grimace and a careful peek around the door, Kangin said, “Let's go.”
Leeteuk looked at the people gathered. Many didn’t look pleased, having been awoken from sleep or gaming or other things. However, he hadn’t mind so much when Kangin had hurried in very quickly. He had felt the leader’s urgency. It was sweet. Being Appa and Umma, Leeteuk felt s that they had some kind of connection that others didn’t. He was proud of their relationship. Leeteuk looked amiably at him and when Kangin gave him a quirky smirk, Leeteuk looked down at surprise. Something caught his attention.
“Honey, why is your fly undone?” Leeteuk asked, a bit confused.
“Oh. I was…er…taking a piss when I heard you. Sorry.” Kangin quickly did himself up and smiled. “But you know, I heard you and knew there was something wrong so I rushed over here.”
“Awww…how sweet.” Leeteuk pinched Kangin’s cheek, not noticing a stiff Hankyung who had heard them.
“I did not come here to see these disgusting displays of affection.” Heechul complained.
“I’ve seen worse from you.” Yesung said unhappily.
“We’ve all seen.” Shindong added.
“Whatever.” Heechul crossed his arms. “You liked it.”
“Okay. Everyone, I have called all of you forth because I have had a vision.”
“Oh no. Not again.” Someone complained.
Leeteuk raised a hand.
“No. I swear. I had a vision and not even a vision. I heard.”
Someone snickered quietly.
“I heard that someone is attacking your brothers and my babies…”
“What?”
“Leeteuk, that’s crazy.”
“Go back to sleep.”
“No. I swear.” Leeteuk gave them all a sharp look. Silence.
“Did you see this?” Someone asked.
“No. But I know. It’s a mother’s intuition. I hear the distressed voices of my babies. Oh my babies! Umma will save you!” Leeteuk raised his hands up to the ceiling along with his painful stare. Everyone followed his look up.
“So how do you plan on saving…and who’s doing this? I don’t understand.”
“I don’t know who but I know it’s happening and about what to do, that’s why I called you guys here. I want to build an army. The Baby Protection Army.”
“That’s such a lame name.” Heechul whined. “If you’re going to do something heroic, at least make up a good name.”
“I can’t do this myself. I need your help. We have to guard the babies. There’s 6 of them and 9 of us. That should be enough to guard them. Are you guys up for this?”
“Leeteuk…it seems highly improbably, what you’re saying? I mean…” Yesung started.
“You’re crazy.” Heechul added.
“Is there a reward for helping?” Shindong asked.
“Do you guys not care about my children at all?” Leeteuk wailed in despair. He started swatting at the closest son. It was Heechul who held his arms over his face.
“Not the face! Not the face!”
“I feel for my children! Who raised you guys this way?”
“Kang-” The speaker was hurt.
“I believe in you dear. I support you.” Kangin interjected the beating with a smile.
Leeteuk looked up from Heechul. His face melted into happiness as he walked towards Kangin and hugged him tightly.
“Ew…” Heechul whined again.
Leeteuk ignored that and relished in the moment. Too bad, it was too short lived.
The door was thrown opened.
OMFG,. PART 3!!!! THIS IS INSANE. IM SO TIRED. WHY THE HELL DID I WRITE SO MUCH. I HOPED YOU LIKED IT!
PART 3 HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"You are not my son!"