super junior; coca cola zero - good or bad?
Coca Cola Zero - Good or Bad?
Qmi (Zhou Mi/Kyuhyun), strong pg-13/light r
A Thursday evening, Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi all alone in the Super Junior dorm and Zhou Mi hyper from coca cola zero, it explains itself.
A/N: If you did not know, you can get quite hyper from coca cola zero, my friend once drank it and yeah…I was quite embarrassed that time since we were outside.
It was a Thursday evening and Super Junior had an unexpectedly long weekend - three days. It was a bit after nine o’clock and the young couple in the - for once - empty apartment wasn’t planning on going to bed yet.
“Hey, how about we watch a movie?”
“Uh, sure, but stop jumping on the couch, Zhou Mi.”
A movie was put on and Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi sat down on the couch, snuggling up against one another.
“Oh my god! Don’t!"
“Zhou Mi?"
“Noooooo! He loves you, you idiot! Don’t!"
“Zhou Mi, what have you drunk today?"
“Noooooooooo! Uh, what? Oh, just a couple of coca cola zeros.”
“Zhou Mi! I strongly believe I told you, you can’t drink coca cola zero.”
Kyuhyun was ignored by Zhou Mi as he just kept shouting at the screen. So in order to escape his boyfriends slightly hyper and emotional outbursts, Kyuhyun excused himself in order to get some popcorn.
“And bring a coca cola zero to me!”
The popcorns were easily and quickly made, buttery and salty - the way the both of them wanted them. Two large glasses filled with water, ice cubes and a lemon slice each were the drinks that Kyuhyun brought back to the living room.
“I thought I told you I wanted a coca cola zero.”
“No more coca cola zero to you, period.”
“But whyyyyyyyyy?”
Kyuhyun - who was used to his boyfriends slightly hyper behavior but not at all too happy about it - didn’t bother answering verbally and instead settled on raising a perfect eyebrow at his boyfriend who was jumping up and down, looking very much like a seven year old who had eaten a ton of candy and was high on the sugar. Poor couch. Eventually, the movie ended.
“Yaah…It was so good, yet sad.”
“I quite figured you thought that when you began bawling like a baby.”
Another movie was put on by the Chinese man, Kyuhyun inspected his arm where a red bruise was beginning to spring into life.
“I hope it’s not a sad movie, seeing you cry once tonight is totally enough.”
It turned out that the second movie was not a sad movie. As the two main characters began making some very loud noises that even an idiot would recognize as moans, the younger of them kind of wished that it had been a sad movie instead.
“Zhou Mi, why are we watching this? And for god’s sake, stop jumping on the couch and sit down like a normal human.”
Funny, how many times Kyuhyun regretted his words this night.
“So, better?"
“Much better.”
...
“Zhou Mi, why is your hand on my crotch?”
Why Kyuhyun had not remembered how Zhou Mi became when he drank coca cola zero, he did not know. Because, you’d think he would have remembered it, it was so simple. Three steps only.
“Aaw, come on~ There’s no need for you to walk tomorrow so it doesn’t really matter if you can walk or not~”
First, Zhou Mi becomes hyper and full of spirit. Second, he turns really emotional, a side effect from the hyper-ness. Third, he becomes horny. Simply, really, and Kyuhyun cursed himself for forgetting it, even though all the signs had been there.
“Zhou Mi, why do you always want to spend our days off having sex?”
“Because it’s fun! Come on, you know you like it too~”
It would be to lie if Kyuhyun denied that.
“Still, I don’t see why we always spend a whole day off in bed. We never go out and do stuff normal couples do."
While Kyuhyun did not want to lie by denying Zhou Mi’s statement, he had no problems whatsoever to lie about other things, simply to get Zhou Mi to stop with his ministrations. The young couple had been on multiple dates, some normal, some unique, some very romantic. They had done all the things couples in love normally do - as long as they could do them for the paparazzi and the press - so he really shouldn’t complain.
“I’ll be extra gentle today if you’re worried about being able to walk tomorrow."
“No, that’s not what I meant. Hey, why is my shirt on the floor?”
“I don’t know. It likes being there?”
It was late night now, almost midnight, and outside the dorm it was completely black. The apartment however, was still illuminated.
“Why are you unbuttoning your pants?”
“Well, it is kinda necessarily to remove one’s pants if wanting to have sex.”
Tonight, it seemed, Kyuhyun did not know many things. Things like how and when they got to his bedroom and onto his bed. He guessed it was because of the Chinese’s skilled tongue.
“All the lights are still on.”
“Who cares?”
“I do, it costs a lot of money.”
“…As I said: who cares. But because you are insisting, I’ll turn off the lights in this room.”
The apartment was still illuminated, every single room except one. And Kyuhyun found it hard to resist his boyfriend anymore.
“Why don’t you just relax, and don’ be such a prude.”
As the younger singer was having problems replying, Zhou Mi took it as a silent agreement, and made quick work of the rest of their clothes.
“You know, Kui Xian, I love you and I don’t want to rape you or anything similar to it so…please?”
“…Fine.”
“Excuse me?”
“I said fine!”
Like Kyuhyun could stand a chance against Zhou Mi anyway. Zhou Mi always got as he wanted and who could blame him for his manipulation, his convincing, his tricking, when he simply was so charming, gorgeous and damn his smile was nice? Nobody could. Nobody had, nobody would ever.
“I think we left the movie on."
“No, we did not.” "Then whose are the moans then?"
“Yours, Kui Xian, yours.”
Years of being together, years of spending time together, years of loving each other was not to Zhou Mi’s advantage. He knew his boyfriend’s body as well as if he would have gotten a map over it and then spent hour after hour remembering it. He saw Kyuhyun’s very well noticing collarbone, and latched his mouth upon it, kissing it, sucking and lightly biting it.
“You really should eat more, Kui Xian. Just look at your collarbones, so not healthy.”
“Shut up, I so do not need to eat more. Haven’t you seen my legs? Oh, correction, my fat legs.”
Pale legs wrapped themselves around Zhou Mi’s waist and he looked at them, pulling away slightly.
“They. Are. Not. Fat.”
“They are. Just look at them!”
...
“Ah, you know how easily it becomes a mark there.”
“So what, nobody else is going to look at your inner thighs anyway.”
Kyuhyun’s legs were not fat, but he was not happy with them. Zhou Mi could not understand that. He thought they were perfect. So he didn’t know whether to be happy when he could see his boyfriend in tight trousers that showed off his perfect butt and legs, or to be sad that Kyuhyun had to wear them - not only because then everybody could ogle at his boyfriend’s butt, but because Kyuhyun’s pain was his pain.
“I’m going to kick you in the crotch if you dare to do that.”
“Why, I know you enjoy it.”
....
“Didn’t I tell you so?”
“…I did not enjoy you almost making my nipples fall off.”
“Don’t exaggerate so much. And you did like it, the loud moan was proof enough~”
Even though Kyuhyun had earlier been protesting, he was now constantly emitting loud moans and Zhou Mi found the change quite hilarious, but he didn’t tease Kyuhyun. It was not worth the pain Kyuhyun could inflict on him.
“Wait just a second.”
...
“Is that chocolate flavored lube?!”
Years of experience had not made the younger singer immune to the pain when his
“Relax, Kui Xian, you will damage something if you tense yourself that much.”
“Shut up, you’re not the one with three fingers up your ass.”
Zhou Mi tried, and tried again and hit Kyuhyun’s prostate with his fingers. The pain turned into pleasure.
“Take your fingers out; I don’t want to be fucked by fingers dammit.”
They fit perfectly together, like two pieces of a puzzle, and Kyuhyun did not care if thinking so made him a sap. He had always wondered why the fit together so well. The sillies explanation he had was because they both liked games, the most “serious” was because they simply were made for each other. That explanation, in its turn, created the question why they would be made for each other.
“Are you okay, Kui Xian?”
“Yes, move already.”
Thrust in, thrust out, moan, thrust in, moan, thrust out, thrust in, moan and so on. Together they created a pleasure that they only could find in each other. Zhou Mi’s hand, wrapped around Kyuhyun’s cock, had a pace, a rhythm of its own, but the two paces fit together. Just like how a bass and a guitar and fit together even though their melodies might be slightly different.
“Ahh, fuck~!”
“I am, Kui Xian, I am.”
Kyuhyun’s hands on the slightly taller man’s shoulders, a nail digging into the skin, his legs tightly wrapped around Zhou Mi’s waist, Zhou Mi’s one hand on Kyuhyun’s waist, the other around Kyuhyun’s arousal, his lips attached to Kyuhyun’s in a deep kiss. Their moans and gasps, sharp inhaling of breath and occasional curses, all melding together into one.
“Zhou Mi!”
“Kyuhyun!”
Harsh breathing and some low mumbles - “I love you, you coca cola zero freak” , “I love you too, Kui Xian, do you think we have more coca cola zero” - were the only things that was heard in the apartment, the rest was silence. In a few minutes the couple fell asleep, hands connected, legs wrapped around legs and chest to chest. Kyuhyun was never able to resist Zhou Mi; Zhou Mi was never able to resist Kyuhyun. Maybe it was for the best.
(In the morning when Kyuhyun woke up, after facing a rather shocked Ryeowook -“Shut up, I know what you do with Yesung, so just shut up” - he went into the kitchen, took out all of the coca cola zeros there were, and all regular cokes too, and emptied them into the sink. No matter what, he wasn’t going to let Zhou Mi drink coca cola zero again. Zhou Mi, when he walked into the kitchen and saw that all his coca cola zeros were gone, screamed and chased after the fleeing Kyuhyun.)
The End
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Qmi (Zhou Mi/Kyuhyun), strong pg-13/light r
A Thursday evening, Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi all alone in the Super Junior dorm and Zhou Mi hyper from coca cola zero, it explains itself.
A/N: If you did not know, you can get quite hyper from coca cola zero, my friend once drank it and yeah…I was quite embarrassed that time since we were outside.
It was a Thursday evening and Super Junior had an unexpectedly long weekend - three days. It was a bit after nine o’clock and the young couple in the - for once - empty apartment wasn’t planning on going to bed yet.
“Hey, how about we watch a movie?”
“Uh, sure, but stop jumping on the couch, Zhou Mi.”
A movie was put on and Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi sat down on the couch, snuggling up against one another.
“Oh my god! Don’t!"
“Zhou Mi?"
“Noooooo! He loves you, you idiot! Don’t!"
“Zhou Mi, what have you drunk today?"
“Noooooooooo! Uh, what? Oh, just a couple of coca cola zeros.”
“Zhou Mi! I strongly believe I told you, you can’t drink coca cola zero.”
Kyuhyun was ignored by Zhou Mi as he just kept shouting at the screen. So in order to escape his boyfriends slightly hyper and emotional outbursts, Kyuhyun excused himself in order to get some popcorn.
“And bring a coca cola zero to me!”
The popcorns were easily and quickly made, buttery and salty - the way the both of them wanted them. Two large glasses filled with water, ice cubes and a lemon slice each were the drinks that Kyuhyun brought back to the living room.
“I thought I told you I wanted a coca cola zero.”
“No more coca cola zero to you, period.”
“But whyyyyyyyyy?”
Kyuhyun - who was used to his boyfriends slightly hyper behavior but not at all too happy about it - didn’t bother answering verbally and instead settled on raising a perfect eyebrow at his boyfriend who was jumping up and down, looking very much like a seven year old who had eaten a ton of candy and was high on the sugar. Poor couch. Eventually, the movie ended.
“Yaah…It was so good, yet sad.”
“I quite figured you thought that when you began bawling like a baby.”
Another movie was put on by the Chinese man, Kyuhyun inspected his arm where a red bruise was beginning to spring into life.
“I hope it’s not a sad movie, seeing you cry once tonight is totally enough.”
It turned out that the second movie was not a sad movie. As the two main characters began making some very loud noises that even an idiot would recognize as moans, the younger of them kind of wished that it had been a sad movie instead.
“Zhou Mi, why are we watching this? And for god’s sake, stop jumping on the couch and sit down like a normal human.”
Funny, how many times Kyuhyun regretted his words this night.
“So, better?"
“Much better.”
...
“Zhou Mi, why is your hand on my crotch?”
Why Kyuhyun had not remembered how Zhou Mi became when he drank coca cola zero, he did not know. Because, you’d think he would have remembered it, it was so simple. Three steps only.
“Aaw, come on~ There’s no need for you to walk tomorrow so it doesn’t really matter if you can walk or not~”
First, Zhou Mi becomes hyper and full of spirit. Second, he turns really emotional, a side effect from the hyper-ness. Third, he becomes horny. Simply, really, and Kyuhyun cursed himself for forgetting it, even though all the signs had been there.
“Zhou Mi, why do you always want to spend our days off having sex?”
“Because it’s fun! Come on, you know you like it too~”
It would be to lie if Kyuhyun denied that.
“Still, I don’t see why we always spend a whole day off in bed. We never go out and do stuff normal couples do."
While Kyuhyun did not want to lie by denying Zhou Mi’s statement, he had no problems whatsoever to lie about other things, simply to get Zhou Mi to stop with his ministrations. The young couple had been on multiple dates, some normal, some unique, some very romantic. They had done all the things couples in love normally do - as long as they could do them for the paparazzi and the press - so he really shouldn’t complain.
“I’ll be extra gentle today if you’re worried about being able to walk tomorrow."
“No, that’s not what I meant. Hey, why is my shirt on the floor?”
“I don’t know. It likes being there?”
It was late night now, almost midnight, and outside the dorm it was completely black. The apartment however, was still illuminated.
“Why are you unbuttoning your pants?”
“Well, it is kinda necessarily to remove one’s pants if wanting to have sex.”
Tonight, it seemed, Kyuhyun did not know many things. Things like how and when they got to his bedroom and onto his bed. He guessed it was because of the Chinese’s skilled tongue.
“All the lights are still on.”
“Who cares?”
“I do, it costs a lot of money.”
“…As I said: who cares. But because you are insisting, I’ll turn off the lights in this room.”
The apartment was still illuminated, every single room except one. And Kyuhyun found it hard to resist his boyfriend anymore.
“Why don’t you just relax, and don’ be such a prude.”
As the younger singer was having problems replying, Zhou Mi took it as a silent agreement, and made quick work of the rest of their clothes.
“You know, Kui Xian, I love you and I don’t want to rape you or anything similar to it so…please?”
“…Fine.”
“Excuse me?”
“I said fine!”
Like Kyuhyun could stand a chance against Zhou Mi anyway. Zhou Mi always got as he wanted and who could blame him for his manipulation, his convincing, his tricking, when he simply was so charming, gorgeous and damn his smile was nice? Nobody could. Nobody had, nobody would ever.
“I think we left the movie on."
“No, we did not.” "Then whose are the moans then?"
“Yours, Kui Xian, yours.”
Years of being together, years of spending time together, years of loving each other was not to Zhou Mi’s advantage. He knew his boyfriend’s body as well as if he would have gotten a map over it and then spent hour after hour remembering it. He saw Kyuhyun’s very well noticing collarbone, and latched his mouth upon it, kissing it, sucking and lightly biting it.
“You really should eat more, Kui Xian. Just look at your collarbones, so not healthy.”
“Shut up, I so do not need to eat more. Haven’t you seen my legs? Oh, correction, my fat legs.”
Pale legs wrapped themselves around Zhou Mi’s waist and he looked at them, pulling away slightly.
“They. Are. Not. Fat.”
“They are. Just look at them!”
...
“Ah, you know how easily it becomes a mark there.”
“So what, nobody else is going to look at your inner thighs anyway.”
Kyuhyun’s legs were not fat, but he was not happy with them. Zhou Mi could not understand that. He thought they were perfect. So he didn’t know whether to be happy when he could see his boyfriend in tight trousers that showed off his perfect butt and legs, or to be sad that Kyuhyun had to wear them - not only because then everybody could ogle at his boyfriend’s butt, but because Kyuhyun’s pain was his pain.
“I’m going to kick you in the crotch if you dare to do that.”
“Why, I know you enjoy it.”
....
“Didn’t I tell you so?”
“…I did not enjoy you almost making my nipples fall off.”
“Don’t exaggerate so much. And you did like it, the loud moan was proof enough~”
Even though Kyuhyun had earlier been protesting, he was now constantly emitting loud moans and Zhou Mi found the change quite hilarious, but he didn’t tease Kyuhyun. It was not worth the pain Kyuhyun could inflict on him.
“Wait just a second.”
...
“Is that chocolate flavored lube?!”
Years of experience had not made the younger singer immune to the pain when his
“Relax, Kui Xian, you will damage something if you tense yourself that much.”
“Shut up, you’re not the one with three fingers up your ass.”
Zhou Mi tried, and tried again and hit Kyuhyun’s prostate with his fingers. The pain turned into pleasure.
“Take your fingers out; I don’t want to be fucked by fingers dammit.”
They fit perfectly together, like two pieces of a puzzle, and Kyuhyun did not care if thinking so made him a sap. He had always wondered why the fit together so well. The sillies explanation he had was because they both liked games, the most “serious” was because they simply were made for each other. That explanation, in its turn, created the question why they would be made for each other.
“Are you okay, Kui Xian?”
“Yes, move already.”
Thrust in, thrust out, moan, thrust in, moan, thrust out, thrust in, moan and so on. Together they created a pleasure that they only could find in each other. Zhou Mi’s hand, wrapped around Kyuhyun’s cock, had a pace, a rhythm of its own, but the two paces fit together. Just like how a bass and a guitar and fit together even though their melodies might be slightly different.
“Ahh, fuck~!”
“I am, Kui Xian, I am.”
Kyuhyun’s hands on the slightly taller man’s shoulders, a nail digging into the skin, his legs tightly wrapped around Zhou Mi’s waist, Zhou Mi’s one hand on Kyuhyun’s waist, the other around Kyuhyun’s arousal, his lips attached to Kyuhyun’s in a deep kiss. Their moans and gasps, sharp inhaling of breath and occasional curses, all melding together into one.
“Zhou Mi!”
“Kyuhyun!”
Harsh breathing and some low mumbles - “I love you, you coca cola zero freak” , “I love you too, Kui Xian, do you think we have more coca cola zero” - were the only things that was heard in the apartment, the rest was silence. In a few minutes the couple fell asleep, hands connected, legs wrapped around legs and chest to chest. Kyuhyun was never able to resist Zhou Mi; Zhou Mi was never able to resist Kyuhyun. Maybe it was for the best.
(In the morning when Kyuhyun woke up, after facing a rather shocked Ryeowook -“Shut up, I know what you do with Yesung, so just shut up” - he went into the kitchen, took out all of the coca cola zeros there were, and all regular cokes too, and emptied them into the sink. No matter what, he wasn’t going to let Zhou Mi drink coca cola zero again. Zhou Mi, when he walked into the kitchen and saw that all his coca cola zeros were gone, screamed and chased after the fleeing Kyuhyun.)
The End
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