30 Day Prompt Challenge: Day 28. Honey
Pairing: Jaejoong/Changmin
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Comedy
Drabble:623 words
Summary: A punishment is in order for those words Mr. Shim.
28. Honey
Q: Describe the other members in one word.
Changmin pondered the question, but the answer was really obvious in his opinion. “Jaejoong-san is like honey. He is really sweet at times, but he leaves a bitter aftertaste if you are with him by yourself.” Jaejoong shot a glare at him. Changmin knew he was getting punished. How he would get punished, he didn’t know, but he was looking forward to it.
When they got back to their apartment, Jaejoong shoved Changmin up against the wall and gave him no room to escape. Changmin is taller, that is true, but Jaejoong had an undying determination to make the maknae quiver in fear. “I’m like honey, am I? Sweet but leaving a bitter aftertaste?” He breathed into Changmin’s face, wafting his minty scent around. Changmin wasn’t sure if he like the smell or not, but coming from Jaejoong he was leaning towards the former.
Jaejoong wrapped his hands around Changmin’s wrists and dragged him to kitchen. He flung the younger into a chair and gave him a stern look, as if he was reproving a dog. The older left the room, leaving Changmin the option of fleeing and then starving for a month, or staying and taking his punishment like a man. Changmin sat in his seat like his fanny was glued to it. He didn’t have to wait long before Jaejoong returned with their kinky handcuffs.
“Am I going to like where this is going?” Changmin grinned, wiggling his eyebrows and taking furtive glances at the fridge where he knew strawberries and cream were.
“No,” Jaejoong said flatly as he took the other’s hands and handcuffed them to the back of the chair. Instead of going to the refrigerator, he opened the pantry door and started digging around.
“Am I going to need a shower after this?” He had some hopes. Perhaps instead of strawberries and whipped cream, Jaejoong would use chocolate syrup, maybe marshmallows. Anything food related really. However, contrary to his predictions, Jaejoong pulled out a half empty bottle of hardened honey.
“You should have expected this.” Next Jaejoong rummaged around for a pot to boil water and heat the honey back to its normal viscosity. He set the pot of water with the bottle of honey in it on the stove and left it. It’d boil faster that way, apparently.
“So, can I just ask that you do a really good job of licking that up, I’m not to keen on the honey on my junk thing.” Jaejoong smirked at the protesting maknae and ran his fingers over his chest. He shivered, arching into the touch and whimpering for more. He had liked the punishment so far. The elder’s hands roamed his body, tweaking those that needed to be tweaked and stroking those that needed stroking. His nimble fingers found Changmin’s button and unfastened them, then he pulled the zipper down slowly and tugged on his underwear. Like a little tease, he removed his hand to touch other areas. Jaejoong leaned in closer to Changmin’s ear and licked the skin. He bit and tugged, and drew out every sense in Changmin’s body. His breath made the other’s hair rise, and Changmin wriggled around aching for more of the other’s sinful touch.
“Well that’s too bad.” Jaejoong pulled away, turned off the water, and uncapped the bottle of honey.
The elder proceeded to pour the warm honey on Changmin’s body, coating his hair and face, his chest, his arms, and his legs. He paid special attention to the areas he knew Changmin would hate to be sticky in. His junk, his armpits, his toes, and his obedient bottom.
“Yes, aren’t I just like honey? I always cover you in my sticky substances.”
Day 27. || Day 29.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Comedy
Drabble:623 words
Summary: A punishment is in order for those words Mr. Shim.
28. Honey
Q: Describe the other members in one word.
Changmin pondered the question, but the answer was really obvious in his opinion. “Jaejoong-san is like honey. He is really sweet at times, but he leaves a bitter aftertaste if you are with him by yourself.” Jaejoong shot a glare at him. Changmin knew he was getting punished. How he would get punished, he didn’t know, but he was looking forward to it.
When they got back to their apartment, Jaejoong shoved Changmin up against the wall and gave him no room to escape. Changmin is taller, that is true, but Jaejoong had an undying determination to make the maknae quiver in fear. “I’m like honey, am I? Sweet but leaving a bitter aftertaste?” He breathed into Changmin’s face, wafting his minty scent around. Changmin wasn’t sure if he like the smell or not, but coming from Jaejoong he was leaning towards the former.
Jaejoong wrapped his hands around Changmin’s wrists and dragged him to kitchen. He flung the younger into a chair and gave him a stern look, as if he was reproving a dog. The older left the room, leaving Changmin the option of fleeing and then starving for a month, or staying and taking his punishment like a man. Changmin sat in his seat like his fanny was glued to it. He didn’t have to wait long before Jaejoong returned with their kinky handcuffs.
“Am I going to like where this is going?” Changmin grinned, wiggling his eyebrows and taking furtive glances at the fridge where he knew strawberries and cream were.
“No,” Jaejoong said flatly as he took the other’s hands and handcuffed them to the back of the chair. Instead of going to the refrigerator, he opened the pantry door and started digging around.
“Am I going to need a shower after this?” He had some hopes. Perhaps instead of strawberries and whipped cream, Jaejoong would use chocolate syrup, maybe marshmallows. Anything food related really. However, contrary to his predictions, Jaejoong pulled out a half empty bottle of hardened honey.
“You should have expected this.” Next Jaejoong rummaged around for a pot to boil water and heat the honey back to its normal viscosity. He set the pot of water with the bottle of honey in it on the stove and left it. It’d boil faster that way, apparently.
“So, can I just ask that you do a really good job of licking that up, I’m not to keen on the honey on my junk thing.” Jaejoong smirked at the protesting maknae and ran his fingers over his chest. He shivered, arching into the touch and whimpering for more. He had liked the punishment so far. The elder’s hands roamed his body, tweaking those that needed to be tweaked and stroking those that needed stroking. His nimble fingers found Changmin’s button and unfastened them, then he pulled the zipper down slowly and tugged on his underwear. Like a little tease, he removed his hand to touch other areas. Jaejoong leaned in closer to Changmin’s ear and licked the skin. He bit and tugged, and drew out every sense in Changmin’s body. His breath made the other’s hair rise, and Changmin wriggled around aching for more of the other’s sinful touch.
“Well that’s too bad.” Jaejoong pulled away, turned off the water, and uncapped the bottle of honey.
The elder proceeded to pour the warm honey on Changmin’s body, coating his hair and face, his chest, his arms, and his legs. He paid special attention to the areas he knew Changmin would hate to be sticky in. His junk, his armpits, his toes, and his obedient bottom.
“Yes, aren’t I just like honey? I always cover you in my sticky substances.”
Day 27. || Day 29.