Can't what?
Title: Can't what?
Pairings: HoMin
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Buttsex
Summary: Yunho's in a relationship with Jaejoong, so Changmin doesn't think they should keep having sex. Spoiler alert! They do. ;D
Genre: PWP?
Basically, I miss my own Yunho daddy who has left me for the weekend. ALL I HAVE ARE MY MEMORIES OF OUR HOT LOVE... so I write them into a fanfic.
I highly recommend you try this at home.
as if there's something inventive here, lolz.
NOTE: Idk, I didn't get this beta read. I didn't even reread it myself. There's bound to be all kinds of horrible mistakes and stupid things. Just point them out if you find them. Critique doesn't create wounds~ it heals them~ durhyuk!
EDIT: Oh yeah, it's from Changmin's POV. Whoooops. Forgot to mention, lolz.
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He touches me and kisses me and I try and get away, but end up on the bed.
The mattress beneath the two of us creaks like mad while I twist and struggle under Yunho's weight, taking deep breaths whenever he isn't crushing my chest. We shouldn't be together, there's so many reasons not to, and I know I have to resist even though it's completely futile.
He laughs at me as I try and wiggle my way out from under him. "Do you have any idea how stimulating that is?" he asks, thrusting against me.
Yes. I do. Every move I make seems to get me hotter. I can hardly think, but I still try to talk "I can't... can't..", my voice comes in pants and I don't even know how I plan on finishing that sentence.
"Can't.. can't.." Yunho mocks me, grinning. His tone is somehow reflecting one of an adult talking to a child. "Can't what?"
"Hyung", I have to raise my voice just so that it'll be more then a breath, "I..." I know I sound like I have something important to say, but I'm really just forcing out anything I can.. Whether it's to slow him down or speed him up, I just don't know. "ca.. can.."
"Ca-ca-ca-can't," He mocks again, leaning down and rubbing his nose against mine in a tauntingly sweet way just before his voice deepens and he speaks into my ear. "Shut up."
It sounds like a threat and for some reason I love it. In spite of myself, I give a moan. Everything is so hot, and I can't honestly say I want it to stop, but I do want to want it to stop and..
"What's that noise about, huh?" Yunho bends his head, putting his lips against my neck just as his hand reaches to the waist of my pants. "Do you want these off?" he asks.
Yes! Fuck yes, but I can't say it. I try to, but I just moan again - and I can't see the grin on Yunho's face, but I can imagine it when he speaks. "No? Keep them on?"
"Hyung.." I complain, but that's all that comes.
"Minnie-ah," he says smoothly before kissing my neck, fingers moving teasingly at my waist. Asshole. I think I want to punch him, but then I'm pretty confused about my wants at the moment. Instead, I stop struggling completely after one last thrust up against him. I know his patience can't last forever. Like he isn't turned on too...
I made the right move by surrendering, because now he bites down playfully on my neck and I know we're getting somewhere. His hand moves from the waist of my pants to the crotch of them, and I want them off so bad.
Again I moan, and again he lifts his head, "Fuck, Min-ah.." he kisses my cheek. "You're usually so quiet.."
"Just fuck me." I finally manage to say, and the dark laugh from him that follows makes me shudder. Now I've embarassed myself, but I don't feel like caring. I just want my pants off.
He pats me and sits up. "Okay then. Pants off~." his voice is suddenly cheery as he shifts to sit next to me.
Evil fucking bastard. He's giving me the next move, knowing that the last thing I want to do is take it. I'm starting to figure out that he likes for me to feel ashamed, the sick fuck.
I want to blame this all on him. I didn't tell him to do this to me, I definitely didn't tell him to hide it from his boyfriend, but then God I don't want him to stop it and that alone is bad enough.
He's just watching me, waiting. I glare at him, and I wonder if I'd get away with telling him to fuck off. Somehow, I know it would turn out in his favor - so I keep my mouth shut and unfasten my jeans.
"You look too cute, Minnie-ah.." he says, staring. Like his pants don't need to be out of the way just as much as mine do. He's trying to embarass me, and it's working, and he really does deserve that punch in the face..
I still don't think my body is capable of that kind of thing, so I just obediently slip my pants off my hips - then his hands join mine, helping to pull them away from my legs completely. When my hands move to push down my boxers as well, his hands take mine to stop them.
What now? I glare at him, "I asked for it, stop fucking with me."
He snickers, "I promise. I'm gonna fuck you."
My mouth shuts tight again, and I soak up the embarassment as he moves my hands under my own shirt. "Just take this off first." he says before letting go of me.
"Anything else you wanna do to slow us down before Jaejoong gets home?" I sit up, jerking my shirt off. I toss it to the floor and look at him, expecting him to look bothered. Instead, he's smiling at me. "Could be interesting.."
"You're so messed up." I say, shaking my head.
"You don't like it?" he asks, smile turning into a teasing grin. "I might even let you fuck him."
Well... that hadn't crossed my mind.
He laughs at my expression. "You do like it."
"Can we have this conversation later??"
"Hehe" is all he says before kissing me in the best way, his tongue deep in my mouth. His hand jerks at the waist of my boxers and I have to shift in strange ways to try and help him get them off while not parting from his mouth - but we manage to get them all the way to my knees before he pulls away, and I whine disapprovingly.
"And you act like you don't want it.." he says, pulling my boxers off. "I can't..." I start, but he doesn't pay me any attention - shifting back up and wrapping his hand around the base of my erection. Again, I'm under his control - falling to lay back on the bed with another moan.
He follows me shortly after, leaning over and dominating my mouth with his own while he strokes my cock as if I need or can take anymore. My eyes close and it's like being in another world, it feels so good. I can't shut up - thrusting and moaning and I can't stop myself from any of it.
When his hand moves, my eyes snap open and everything comes rushing back at once. I realize how loud I am, how sweaty I am, and how my ass still doesn't have his cock in it. His mouth then moves off mine too, and so much of his spit is on my lips that I almost wipe them. "God.." I breathe.
"You're still like a virgin." he's laughing, but I'm not even offended. Compared to him and Jaejoong, I am still a virgin.
"Why are your pants.." I start, before noticing he's already unbuttoning them.
"Impatient." Yunho calls me as he sits up. "You'd be too," I return.
"Get on your knees then." he instructs, once again zapping away my personality. With little hesitation, I'm up and doing so. Soon after, he's behind me and between my legs. In the few times I've been with him now, he's kept his clothes on everytime, making it all the more embarassing to be totally naked with my ass in the air. I'm getting used to it.
We're both quiet, except for my heavy breathing. Just a moment passes and he must have been keeping the lube in his pocket because his finger presses into me. Fuck, I wasn't ready, and with just that I tense up.
"Min-ahhh~" he practically sings to me. Somehow it just makes me more embarassed. "I know!" I shout, shutting my eyes and willing myself to relax. He snickers, "I don't have to get the liquor out, right?"
I tune him out, not wanting to let his words get to me at this point. It feels too good, and after a moment - I move forward a bit, his finger pulling out of me somewhat as I do.
He sighs in a lustful sort of way, "Good, Changmin." Another of his fingers pushes its way inside of me - I groan, again not ready, and tensing. He just continues, "Fuck yourself on my fingers."
I bite down on my lip to try and shut myself up, grip the bed beneath me, spread my legs a little more but it's so hard to get used to this feeling. I want it though, and thats enough, and I slowly push myself back until his fingers are fully inside.
"That's good. See? You're so good." Yunho just cheers me on like it's a one player game, and it's seriously embarassing so I give up. "You promised that you'd fuck me." I remind him in a weaker voice then I expected.
"Ah! I did, didn't I?" Yunho pulls his fingers out of me, quick enough to hurt - so I yelp. Not that he seems to mind. He pushes them right back in, moving them brutally fast but perfectly deep and once again - I can't shut up, moaning loud and shameless everytime he hits that certain spot, sending sparks through my brain. If he doesn't hurry up, I'm cumming without him.
"So hot, Min-ah. You sound so hot." He takes his fingers out just when I think I'm going to explode, and I give a sigh. It's an impossible feeling, like relief and disappointment, and for some reason once again I feel like I've just woke up from something and can only now feel my skin.
"Hyuuung..."
"I know, don't worry." he assures me, with that voice that sounds like he's grinning. "I'm gonna fuck you."
I'm ready this time, so ready. I don't want, I need. He grabs my hips and I focus on staying relaxed, focus on the bliss I know is to come. I don't care that he's Jaejoong's, I don't care that it's wrong, I just need it.
As he pushes slowly into me, I feel like I'm going to break. It's agonizing, it feels so weird and wrong but so fucking amazing that I get teary eyed and God yes this moment has been worth all of life's shit.
He's careful and slow and I want it harder already. I'm fine with it, and I make the mistake of pushing hard back against him. It just feels too good and I've already pushed myself to the edge. "So impatient," his laugh is weaker now, because he's moaning too. I wonder how long he'll last, because I've about had it.
Indeed, he's only just getting started with me - just speeding up to that pace I love, just reaching around to touch my aching cock but then fuck - it's beyond all I need. Yunho is just getting started when I come to a shuddering orgasm.
I'm feeling about passed out as he continues thrusting into me, still moaning helplessly with each one. My grip on the bed relaxes and I lean down somewhat, burying my face in the pillow and just loving the way it feels and the way Yunho sounds - but damn, I could just die now.
Forever later, he cums inside of me and slumps against my back. We're both still, and I've just about become totally quiet - so for once he's the one making noise, panting hot breaths against my skin. Then finally, he's up and off me. I feel that sense of relief and disappointment again. The room is suddenly a lot colder. I lie down straight on my stomach, and he instructs..
"Don't turn over."
"Why?"
"You don't wanna spill." he answers with a snicker.
"Fuck you." I say, but it's muffled by the pillow I just turned my face to again.
"Next time with Jaejoong?" he questions suddenly, patting my back. I turn my face from the pillow so he can hear me clearly. "Yunho hyung, I don't really want to get my ass kicked."
"Who says you would?" Yunho questions, lying next to me.
"Well if my boyfriend was having sex with someone behind my back.."
"Behind your back?" Yunho looks at me with wide eyes, "You think Jaejoong doesn't know about this?"
I have to take a second to process that.
"... what?"
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.. Exclamation points turn me off. I learned that just now.
UGH. This is my first smut that I'm posting ever. I'm 10,000 times more embarassed then Changmin ever was. Rawrrrrrrrrrrr~!
ANYWAY, The end. That's all!!! What did you learn? I learned Changmin can't finish a sentence, yes I did. I learned that. What an educational story.
Pairings: HoMin
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Buttsex
Summary: Yunho's in a relationship with Jaejoong, so Changmin doesn't think they should keep having sex. Spoiler alert! They do. ;D
Genre: PWP?
Basically, I miss my own Yunho daddy who has left me for the weekend. ALL I HAVE ARE MY MEMORIES OF OUR HOT LOVE... so I write them into a fanfic.
I highly recommend you try this at home.
as if there's something inventive here, lolz.
NOTE: Idk, I didn't get this beta read. I didn't even reread it myself. There's bound to be all kinds of horrible mistakes and stupid things. Just point them out if you find them. Critique doesn't create wounds~ it heals them~ durhyuk!
EDIT: Oh yeah, it's from Changmin's POV. Whoooops. Forgot to mention, lolz.
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He touches me and kisses me and I try and get away, but end up on the bed.
The mattress beneath the two of us creaks like mad while I twist and struggle under Yunho's weight, taking deep breaths whenever he isn't crushing my chest. We shouldn't be together, there's so many reasons not to, and I know I have to resist even though it's completely futile.
He laughs at me as I try and wiggle my way out from under him. "Do you have any idea how stimulating that is?" he asks, thrusting against me.
Yes. I do. Every move I make seems to get me hotter. I can hardly think, but I still try to talk "I can't... can't..", my voice comes in pants and I don't even know how I plan on finishing that sentence.
"Can't.. can't.." Yunho mocks me, grinning. His tone is somehow reflecting one of an adult talking to a child. "Can't what?"
"Hyung", I have to raise my voice just so that it'll be more then a breath, "I..." I know I sound like I have something important to say, but I'm really just forcing out anything I can.. Whether it's to slow him down or speed him up, I just don't know. "ca.. can.."
"Ca-ca-ca-can't," He mocks again, leaning down and rubbing his nose against mine in a tauntingly sweet way just before his voice deepens and he speaks into my ear. "Shut up."
It sounds like a threat and for some reason I love it. In spite of myself, I give a moan. Everything is so hot, and I can't honestly say I want it to stop, but I do want to want it to stop and..
"What's that noise about, huh?" Yunho bends his head, putting his lips against my neck just as his hand reaches to the waist of my pants. "Do you want these off?" he asks.
Yes! Fuck yes, but I can't say it. I try to, but I just moan again - and I can't see the grin on Yunho's face, but I can imagine it when he speaks. "No? Keep them on?"
"Hyung.." I complain, but that's all that comes.
"Minnie-ah," he says smoothly before kissing my neck, fingers moving teasingly at my waist. Asshole. I think I want to punch him, but then I'm pretty confused about my wants at the moment. Instead, I stop struggling completely after one last thrust up against him. I know his patience can't last forever. Like he isn't turned on too...
I made the right move by surrendering, because now he bites down playfully on my neck and I know we're getting somewhere. His hand moves from the waist of my pants to the crotch of them, and I want them off so bad.
Again I moan, and again he lifts his head, "Fuck, Min-ah.." he kisses my cheek. "You're usually so quiet.."
"Just fuck me." I finally manage to say, and the dark laugh from him that follows makes me shudder. Now I've embarassed myself, but I don't feel like caring. I just want my pants off.
He pats me and sits up. "Okay then. Pants off~." his voice is suddenly cheery as he shifts to sit next to me.
Evil fucking bastard. He's giving me the next move, knowing that the last thing I want to do is take it. I'm starting to figure out that he likes for me to feel ashamed, the sick fuck.
I want to blame this all on him. I didn't tell him to do this to me, I definitely didn't tell him to hide it from his boyfriend, but then God I don't want him to stop it and that alone is bad enough.
He's just watching me, waiting. I glare at him, and I wonder if I'd get away with telling him to fuck off. Somehow, I know it would turn out in his favor - so I keep my mouth shut and unfasten my jeans.
"You look too cute, Minnie-ah.." he says, staring. Like his pants don't need to be out of the way just as much as mine do. He's trying to embarass me, and it's working, and he really does deserve that punch in the face..
I still don't think my body is capable of that kind of thing, so I just obediently slip my pants off my hips - then his hands join mine, helping to pull them away from my legs completely. When my hands move to push down my boxers as well, his hands take mine to stop them.
What now? I glare at him, "I asked for it, stop fucking with me."
He snickers, "I promise. I'm gonna fuck you."
My mouth shuts tight again, and I soak up the embarassment as he moves my hands under my own shirt. "Just take this off first." he says before letting go of me.
"Anything else you wanna do to slow us down before Jaejoong gets home?" I sit up, jerking my shirt off. I toss it to the floor and look at him, expecting him to look bothered. Instead, he's smiling at me. "Could be interesting.."
"You're so messed up." I say, shaking my head.
"You don't like it?" he asks, smile turning into a teasing grin. "I might even let you fuck him."
Well... that hadn't crossed my mind.
He laughs at my expression. "You do like it."
"Can we have this conversation later??"
"Hehe" is all he says before kissing me in the best way, his tongue deep in my mouth. His hand jerks at the waist of my boxers and I have to shift in strange ways to try and help him get them off while not parting from his mouth - but we manage to get them all the way to my knees before he pulls away, and I whine disapprovingly.
"And you act like you don't want it.." he says, pulling my boxers off. "I can't..." I start, but he doesn't pay me any attention - shifting back up and wrapping his hand around the base of my erection. Again, I'm under his control - falling to lay back on the bed with another moan.
He follows me shortly after, leaning over and dominating my mouth with his own while he strokes my cock as if I need or can take anymore. My eyes close and it's like being in another world, it feels so good. I can't shut up - thrusting and moaning and I can't stop myself from any of it.
When his hand moves, my eyes snap open and everything comes rushing back at once. I realize how loud I am, how sweaty I am, and how my ass still doesn't have his cock in it. His mouth then moves off mine too, and so much of his spit is on my lips that I almost wipe them. "God.." I breathe.
"You're still like a virgin." he's laughing, but I'm not even offended. Compared to him and Jaejoong, I am still a virgin.
"Why are your pants.." I start, before noticing he's already unbuttoning them.
"Impatient." Yunho calls me as he sits up. "You'd be too," I return.
"Get on your knees then." he instructs, once again zapping away my personality. With little hesitation, I'm up and doing so. Soon after, he's behind me and between my legs. In the few times I've been with him now, he's kept his clothes on everytime, making it all the more embarassing to be totally naked with my ass in the air. I'm getting used to it.
We're both quiet, except for my heavy breathing. Just a moment passes and he must have been keeping the lube in his pocket because his finger presses into me. Fuck, I wasn't ready, and with just that I tense up.
"Min-ahhh~" he practically sings to me. Somehow it just makes me more embarassed. "I know!" I shout, shutting my eyes and willing myself to relax. He snickers, "I don't have to get the liquor out, right?"
I tune him out, not wanting to let his words get to me at this point. It feels too good, and after a moment - I move forward a bit, his finger pulling out of me somewhat as I do.
He sighs in a lustful sort of way, "Good, Changmin." Another of his fingers pushes its way inside of me - I groan, again not ready, and tensing. He just continues, "Fuck yourself on my fingers."
I bite down on my lip to try and shut myself up, grip the bed beneath me, spread my legs a little more but it's so hard to get used to this feeling. I want it though, and thats enough, and I slowly push myself back until his fingers are fully inside.
"That's good. See? You're so good." Yunho just cheers me on like it's a one player game, and it's seriously embarassing so I give up. "You promised that you'd fuck me." I remind him in a weaker voice then I expected.
"Ah! I did, didn't I?" Yunho pulls his fingers out of me, quick enough to hurt - so I yelp. Not that he seems to mind. He pushes them right back in, moving them brutally fast but perfectly deep and once again - I can't shut up, moaning loud and shameless everytime he hits that certain spot, sending sparks through my brain. If he doesn't hurry up, I'm cumming without him.
"So hot, Min-ah. You sound so hot." He takes his fingers out just when I think I'm going to explode, and I give a sigh. It's an impossible feeling, like relief and disappointment, and for some reason once again I feel like I've just woke up from something and can only now feel my skin.
"Hyuuung..."
"I know, don't worry." he assures me, with that voice that sounds like he's grinning. "I'm gonna fuck you."
I'm ready this time, so ready. I don't want, I need. He grabs my hips and I focus on staying relaxed, focus on the bliss I know is to come. I don't care that he's Jaejoong's, I don't care that it's wrong, I just need it.
As he pushes slowly into me, I feel like I'm going to break. It's agonizing, it feels so weird and wrong but so fucking amazing that I get teary eyed and God yes this moment has been worth all of life's shit.
He's careful and slow and I want it harder already. I'm fine with it, and I make the mistake of pushing hard back against him. It just feels too good and I've already pushed myself to the edge. "So impatient," his laugh is weaker now, because he's moaning too. I wonder how long he'll last, because I've about had it.
Indeed, he's only just getting started with me - just speeding up to that pace I love, just reaching around to touch my aching cock but then fuck - it's beyond all I need. Yunho is just getting started when I come to a shuddering orgasm.
I'm feeling about passed out as he continues thrusting into me, still moaning helplessly with each one. My grip on the bed relaxes and I lean down somewhat, burying my face in the pillow and just loving the way it feels and the way Yunho sounds - but damn, I could just die now.
Forever later, he cums inside of me and slumps against my back. We're both still, and I've just about become totally quiet - so for once he's the one making noise, panting hot breaths against my skin. Then finally, he's up and off me. I feel that sense of relief and disappointment again. The room is suddenly a lot colder. I lie down straight on my stomach, and he instructs..
"Don't turn over."
"Why?"
"You don't wanna spill." he answers with a snicker.
"Fuck you." I say, but it's muffled by the pillow I just turned my face to again.
"Next time with Jaejoong?" he questions suddenly, patting my back. I turn my face from the pillow so he can hear me clearly. "Yunho hyung, I don't really want to get my ass kicked."
"Who says you would?" Yunho questions, lying next to me.
"Well if my boyfriend was having sex with someone behind my back.."
"Behind your back?" Yunho looks at me with wide eyes, "You think Jaejoong doesn't know about this?"
I have to take a second to process that.
"... what?"
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.. Exclamation points turn me off. I learned that just now.
UGH. This is my first smut that I'm posting ever. I'm 10,000 times more embarassed then Changmin ever was. Rawrrrrrrrrrrr~!
ANYWAY, The end. That's all!!! What did you learn? I learned Changmin can't finish a sentence, yes I did. I learned that. What an educational story.