Jealous Puppy/Eighth Wonder of the World
Two rlly small drabbles uw u
Yugyeom/Bambam is Jealous Puppy and Mark/Jackson is Eighth wonder of the World. Both are nc-15! :-)
Pairing:Yugyeom/Bambam
Count: 299
Rating: nc-15???
note: Catboy!Bambam Dogboy!Yugyeom also this is rlly short lmao
Yugyeom is keenly aware that the smell lingering on Bambam’s clothes isn’t his but Jackson’s. Yugyeom has never been the jealous type before, if anything, he’s too easy-going, but there’s something different about Bambam smelling like Jackson that has Yugyeom’s lips curling in a snarl.
“You smell like him,” Yugyeom states matter-of-factly, as if Bambam knows who the ‘him’ in question is. Bambam simply lifts his head, taking his attention away from his iPad.
“Like who?”
“You know.”
“Uh.” Bambam’s tail flicks and his ears twitch. Yugyeom has his arms crossed against his chest, ears flat and tail stiff. He looks angry- which Bambam doesn’t get.
“Jackson.”
“Oh,” is all Bambam can manage, blinking slowly. “. . . So what if I do? I mean, I hang out with him, of course I’d end up smelling like him,” but Yugyeom growls, eyes narrowing as he advances on him.
“You’re suppose to smell like me.” There’s something smotheringly possessive as Yugyeom crowds him on the couch, licking his lips. “Because you’re mine.”
Bambam’s breathing hitches and he shifts beneath him, Yugyeom’s eyes watching him. He’s licking his lips again, leaning down to mouth at Bambam’s jaw before his lips trail south. Yugyeom suddenly bites, canines digging into Bambam’s skin, but it only makes the smaller arch and gasp, eyes squeezed shut.
“Y-Yugyeom--”
“Say it.”
“C-C’mon, Yu, don’t be like-”
“Please,” he’s not really begging, though, his voice is a low, deep growl as he bites another spot. Bambam whimpers, gripping at Yugyeom’s arms as his head tilts, further exposing his neck.
“Y-yours.”
“Louder.”
“Yours!” And Yugyeom is grinning, rubbing his body against Bambam’s, licking and sucking on his neck. He ruts against his hip, rubs their cheeks together, tries to overload Bambam’s senses with his scent, not Jackson’s. Bambam is anything but Jackson’s.
Pairing: Mark/Jackson
Count: 143
Rating: nc-15???
note: just another short little thingy :-)
Jackson kisses Mark and it's not really surprising. Mark complies easily when Jackson presses him to the car door, tongue insistent as he licks his way past Mark's lips. Mark groans, hands in Jackson's hair as he kisses back with easy finesse. Jackson pushes his fingers up under Mark's shirt to stroke the smooth, silky skin of his stomach. Mark squeezes his eyes shut, panting softly when Jackson's mouth drags along his jaw, leaving nips and bites till he reaches Mark's collar. He tugs the sleeve down hard, exposing Mark's shoulder only to cover it in harsh, demanding bites.
“Jackson,” Mark whines out, arching when Jackson’s body shifts away. “Can we go inside? Please?”
Usually, Mark isn’t one to beg, but he’s hard and aching and if you want to know what the eighth wonder of the world is, it’s Jackson Wang’s mouth.