fic: Experiment
Title: Experiment
Author: bl4ckm4lice, but yuefeng made me do this. Honest.
Fandom: Super Junior
Genre/Pairing: Zhou Mi x Kyuhyun
Word Count: 2,257
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: toys toys toys
Disclaimer: na-ah, not mine
Summary: Kyuhyun was surprised by Zhou Mi's findings when he went shopping earlier.
Notes: Thanks to yuefeng for the beta!
Kyuhyun moaned as Zhou Mi sucked on the spot right behind his ear. That had always been his weak spot -it turned his bones into jelly and caused him to fall onto the bed submissively- which was obviously Zhou Mi’s intention. It only took the Chinese boy a few seconds to pull Kyuhyun’s pants and boxers off, leaving him butt-naked. He spent more time enjoying the sight and raking the insides of the boy’s thighs with his nails, before his hands moved upward to take Kyuhyun’s shirt off as well, but the younger boy beat him to it.
Kyuhyun laughed when he saw Zhou Mi’s pout. “I swear you sulk at the strangest things.”
“But you know I would want to strip you!”
“Then you should stop teasing and get on with-,” he gasped when Zhou Mi palmed his member. “That’s more like it.”
“You’re such a little boss.” Zhou Mi then swallowed whatever retort Kyuhyun wanted to throw at him with a deep kiss.
It was easy to get lost in Zhou Mi’s kisses, really, especially when his tongue came into play. The older boy felt dominant and strong, despite the fact that he wasn’t actually that strong. There was that time when he dropped Kyuhyun because his skinny arms couldn’t hold the younger boy up as he fucked Kyuhyun against the wall-.
That was when he felt something round and cold being slipped inside his bottom.
Kyuhyun broke the kiss and held his palms against Zhou Mi’s clothed chest, preventing him from doing anything distracting. “What the- what did you just put in me!??”
Zhou Mi looked like a deer caught in a headlight as he squeaked, “Nothing.”
“What nothing!? You can’t just put something strange inside me without my permission and say ‘nothing’!!” He tried to shove the other boy away, but Zhou Mi apparently decided to be strong right then, because he just wouldn’t budge.
“Look, I’m sorry. I’ll take it out, okay, so please don’t be mad-.” Despite Zhou Mi's best effort to prevent him from checking it out, Kyuhyun managed to see that whatever thing buried inside him was connected to a cable and some sort of a...
...controller.
“Tell me,” Kyuhyun's glare was the definition of 'if looks could kill', “that it isn't what I think it is.”
Zhou Mi gulped once, twice, and that was enough of an answer. Still, Kyuhyun couldn't quite comprehend the idea of Zhou Mi walking into the store and buying the thing. At least he wouldn’t buy it by himself, and Kyuhyun knew for a fact that this morning Zhou Mi went out shopping with… He suddenly shoved Zhou Mi away, catching him off guard, and got off the bed quickly.
“Kui Xian, come on, I said I’m sorry,” Zhou Mi pleaded as he watched Kyuhyun bent down to pick up his scattered clothes. “Where are you going?”
“Telling Heechul-hyung that our sex life is none of his business. And you! You should be ashamed of being influenced by him. Are you aiming for the second dirtiest mind in the world or something?” He turned his back to Zhou Mi, just catching a glimpse of the increasing guilty look on Zhou Mi’s face.
The Chinese boy shifted his hand for support as he began to stand up. “Kui Xian-.”
In a fit of rage, Kyuhyun didn’t remember that the thing was still nestled inside him until it started vibrating. He gasped and fell onto his hands and knees, overwhelmed by the alien sensation. “Mi…” he groaned out with difficulty as he looked behind his shoulder, “what are you…”
Zhou Mi was transfixed by the sight in front of him: Kyuhyun’s trembling bare body, his back smooth and sweaty while his eyes… were shooting daggers at him. He squeaked and saw that the controller was pressed under his innocent hand. “Oh God, I’m sorry, I accidentally switched it on-.”
“Turn… it… off!!!”
“Y-yes!” In panic, he fiddled with the controller and turned the switch to higher power instead of shutting it down.
Kyuhyun moaned loudly and his arms gave away, thumping his forehead against the floor. Only his knees held up, and this provided an even more mouthwatering sight for Zhou Mi, who could only gape, frozen by the pale expanse of Kyuhyun’s twin globes which flanked the cable that led inside his puckered ring.
The younger boy was a whimpering mess by now, and the sound of his voice was only accompanied by the muffled buzz from the vibrator. He was having difficulty to breathe and he couldn’t think straight as the vibration seemed to spread from below to every tip of his body. Damn Heechul, damn vibrator, damn Zhou Mi-.
As if on cue, said Chinese boy was on him right away, making him face to the side to drink in his moans. The hands stroked his sides and moved downward, reaching for his thighs, hips and member. Kyuhyun wanted to protest, wanted to tell Zhou Mi to turn the damn thing off instead of molesting him, but he didn’t have the strength to do so.
He also couldn’t do anything but let himself be pulled up and thrown back onto the bed. The movement further stirred his inside and caused him to arch and moan. Kyuhyun reached down to stop the thing, to pull it out, but a pair of hands grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the sides of his head. He looked up and Zhou Mi was hovering over him, his body effectively spreading Kyhyun’s thighs apart. That was when he finally saw the hungry look on Zhou Mi’s face.
“Mi…” he panted weakly, “Mi, stop it…”
How could Zhou Mi stop, really, when Kyuhyun had that dazed look and apparently tried very hard to deny his own arousal. Zhou Mi’s erection was painfully confined by his pants and he wanted nothing more than to press their bare skin together, but first he had to make sure that Kyuhyun wouldn’t be able to run away…
He gripped both of Kyuhyun’s wrists with one hand before reaching under the bed. “What now-,” Kyuhyun’s protest was cut off when he noticed the newly revealed pair of handcuffs. A pair of handcuffs with pink fur. “No,” he firmly stated. “No, no, no, no, no, let me go or-.” The buzzing sound got louder along with the increasing power of the vibrator.
Kyuhyun arched and thrashed, his eyes rolled back into their sockets. Zhou Mi put the controller down and took the chance to slide the chains behind the bedpost and clasp the handcuffs around Kyuhyun’s wrists. Now the younger boy’s hands were secured and his body was up for Zhou Mi to ravish.
“Let… go…!” Kyuhyun ordered, but it was more like a plea. He was absolutely taken over by the vibrator. It reached deep and it wouldn’t stop causing tremor inside him, sending throbs and pulses everywhere.
Zhou Mi licked his lips and gripped Kyuhyun’s thighs to spread him further, allowing him to have a better look. His curious finger slipped past the tight ring of muscle -which earned him a curse from the dazed Kyuhyun- and touched the vibrating capsule. Wow. If this was how it vibrated inside Kyuhyun, no wonder he turned powerless like this.
Kyuhyun widened his eyes when he saw Zhou Mi produced something from under the bed again. This time, it was some kind of a ring. He didn’t have the chance to even wonder what it was because Zhou Mi swiftly slipped it around Kyuhyun’s member, straining his erection. Zhou Mi stroked his length once, twice, and it was enough to let him know that the damn ring would prevent him from coming.
“It hurts…” Kyuhyun was openly pleading now. His chest heaved up and down as he tried not to suffocate from the whole ministration on his body. “Mi, it hurts…”
“You look perfect, you know that?” Zhou Mi had to hold back his saliva from dripping. He practically threw his shirt away and shoved his pants off in a blink of an eye before pressing his body onto Kyuhyun’s and began to devour his lips. His fingers skillfully swirled around the younger boy’s nipples, twisting and pinching them until they were hard and sported pretty red color.
“Mi… nnn…” Kyuhyun could barely breathe as the persistent lips kept on attacking him. He mewled and moaned, and it only served to fuel Zhou Mi’s lust. The Chinese boy thrust his hips downward, rubbing his erection against Kyuhyun’s thigh, which frustrated Kyuhyun to the point of no return.
“Mi! Please! Please!!”
Zhou Mi trailed his tongue downward and nipped at one pert nipple. “Please what, Kui Xian?”
“Fuck me, please fuck me!” Kyuhyun moaned as a single tear rolled down his cheek, “God, Zhou Mi, please fuck me NOW!!”
“You asked for it,” Zhou Mi growled deeply and thrust inside, raw and all the way, pushing the vibrator even deeper. Kyuhyun screamed and scrunched his eyes closed; his whole body shook with a mix of pain and pleasure. If not for the ring clasped around his length, he would’ve come hard right then.
“Shit… shit…” Kyuhyun muttered weakly, feeling the vibrator nestled so deep and accompanied by Zhou Mi’s very own pulsing thick member. “You could’ve at least taken it out first…”
“You said now, so I thought you wanted it this way,” Zhou Mi chuckled, then he moaned when he wiggled a bit inside Kyuhyun. The capsule sent the vibration right to the sensitive tip of his length, arousing him more if that was even possible. “Damn, Kui Xian… I can feel it too, you know?”
Kyuhyun only mewled softly when Zhou Mi pulled out inch by inch. He knew what was coming, but it didn’t mean he could prepare himself for the second hard thrust that followed. Now his brain was really mush and he just laid there, willingly taking in whatever Zhou Mi gave him.
Two thrusts turned into four, and four turned into eight. Soon, Zhou Mi was already thrusting in and out violently, sending Kyuhyun near the edge every time. So near, but Kyuhyun wouldn’t be able to cross it as long as the ring stayed.
“Yes… nngh! You feel so good, Kui Xian!” Zhou Mi moaned, “So hot and tight and hungry for me.” The younger boy looked up to him through glazed eyes. His mouth was hung open while his lips looked pretty and thoroughly abused. The chains of the handcuffs clinked noisily along with the sound of Zhou Mi’s balls slapping against his ass.
Zhou Mi gripped Kyuhyun’s thighs stronger -it would surely leave some bruises later- and plunged inside even harder.
“Mi…” Kyuhyun tried to speak, but it was hard because Zhou Mi was merciless with his thrusts. “Mi… let me come…” Pre-cum was dripping from his length which was still trapped by the ring. “It hurts…”
Something glinted in Zhou Mi eyes when he said, “No.” He pulled Kyuhyun’s hips and thighs upward, bending him until his erection flailed over his own chest with each shove Zhou Mi gave. “Does it feel good, Kui Xian?”
“Yes, yes, it feels good so please let me come!”
Zhou Mi merely drove his hardness in a fast and urgent pace now. He panted harshly, savoring the sensation of the vibrator at the tip of his thrusts and Kyuhyun’s tight, burning cavern the rest of the way. At one point, the vibrator touched the spot inside Kyuhyun that caused him to scream and clench his inside. That was Zhou Mi’s undoing.
The older boy groaned as he filled Kyuhyun up. He came so much that the white substance leaked outside and trickled down Kyuhyun’s ass. He never stopped thrusting, intending to make every left moment counted.
“Mi, Mi, please! PLEASE-!”
Kyuhyun didn’t have to plead anymore as Zhou Mi snapped the ring open and made him spurt all over his own face and chest. His eyes were closed but his mouth was open and he could taste himself. He didn’t feel Zhou Mi’s usual weight falling on him; instead he felt the older boy watching him, but he could care less. His body was shivering, his limbs were numb, and his ass felt sore. Zhou Mi was still inside him and the thing was also still vibrating there.
After he came down from cloud nine, he fluttered his eyes open, panting, “Can you turn it off?”
Zhou Mi looked at him, his eyes dark under his wet bangs. Instead of fulfilling Kyuhyun’s request, he leaned down and began to place kisses on Kyuhyun’s face.
“Can you let me go now?” He rattled the handcuffs’ chains.
There was no answer. Zhou Mi continued his kisses all over neck and chest.
“At least-,” Kyuhyun swallowed while trying to calm his overly-stimulated body down. “At least tell me that you don’t have anything more under the bed.” It only took a look at Zhou Mi’s face to know things weren’t in his favor. “Seriously? Seriously? What else could you possibly have!?”
Zhou Mi flaunted his rare smirk and placed a kiss on Kyuhyun’s neck before whispering straight into his ear, “You want to know?”
***
The end~
Author: bl4ckm4lice, but yuefeng made me do this. Honest.
Fandom: Super Junior
Genre/Pairing: Zhou Mi x Kyuhyun
Word Count: 2,257
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: toys toys toys
Disclaimer: na-ah, not mine
Summary: Kyuhyun was surprised by Zhou Mi's findings when he went shopping earlier.
Notes: Thanks to yuefeng for the beta!
Kyuhyun moaned as Zhou Mi sucked on the spot right behind his ear. That had always been his weak spot -it turned his bones into jelly and caused him to fall onto the bed submissively- which was obviously Zhou Mi’s intention. It only took the Chinese boy a few seconds to pull Kyuhyun’s pants and boxers off, leaving him butt-naked. He spent more time enjoying the sight and raking the insides of the boy’s thighs with his nails, before his hands moved upward to take Kyuhyun’s shirt off as well, but the younger boy beat him to it.
Kyuhyun laughed when he saw Zhou Mi’s pout. “I swear you sulk at the strangest things.”
“But you know I would want to strip you!”
“Then you should stop teasing and get on with-,” he gasped when Zhou Mi palmed his member. “That’s more like it.”
“You’re such a little boss.” Zhou Mi then swallowed whatever retort Kyuhyun wanted to throw at him with a deep kiss.
It was easy to get lost in Zhou Mi’s kisses, really, especially when his tongue came into play. The older boy felt dominant and strong, despite the fact that he wasn’t actually that strong. There was that time when he dropped Kyuhyun because his skinny arms couldn’t hold the younger boy up as he fucked Kyuhyun against the wall-.
That was when he felt something round and cold being slipped inside his bottom.
Kyuhyun broke the kiss and held his palms against Zhou Mi’s clothed chest, preventing him from doing anything distracting. “What the- what did you just put in me!??”
Zhou Mi looked like a deer caught in a headlight as he squeaked, “Nothing.”
“What nothing!? You can’t just put something strange inside me without my permission and say ‘nothing’!!” He tried to shove the other boy away, but Zhou Mi apparently decided to be strong right then, because he just wouldn’t budge.
“Look, I’m sorry. I’ll take it out, okay, so please don’t be mad-.” Despite Zhou Mi's best effort to prevent him from checking it out, Kyuhyun managed to see that whatever thing buried inside him was connected to a cable and some sort of a...
...controller.
“Tell me,” Kyuhyun's glare was the definition of 'if looks could kill', “that it isn't what I think it is.”
Zhou Mi gulped once, twice, and that was enough of an answer. Still, Kyuhyun couldn't quite comprehend the idea of Zhou Mi walking into the store and buying the thing. At least he wouldn’t buy it by himself, and Kyuhyun knew for a fact that this morning Zhou Mi went out shopping with… He suddenly shoved Zhou Mi away, catching him off guard, and got off the bed quickly.
“Kui Xian, come on, I said I’m sorry,” Zhou Mi pleaded as he watched Kyuhyun bent down to pick up his scattered clothes. “Where are you going?”
“Telling Heechul-hyung that our sex life is none of his business. And you! You should be ashamed of being influenced by him. Are you aiming for the second dirtiest mind in the world or something?” He turned his back to Zhou Mi, just catching a glimpse of the increasing guilty look on Zhou Mi’s face.
The Chinese boy shifted his hand for support as he began to stand up. “Kui Xian-.”
In a fit of rage, Kyuhyun didn’t remember that the thing was still nestled inside him until it started vibrating. He gasped and fell onto his hands and knees, overwhelmed by the alien sensation. “Mi…” he groaned out with difficulty as he looked behind his shoulder, “what are you…”
Zhou Mi was transfixed by the sight in front of him: Kyuhyun’s trembling bare body, his back smooth and sweaty while his eyes… were shooting daggers at him. He squeaked and saw that the controller was pressed under his innocent hand. “Oh God, I’m sorry, I accidentally switched it on-.”
“Turn… it… off!!!”
“Y-yes!” In panic, he fiddled with the controller and turned the switch to higher power instead of shutting it down.
Kyuhyun moaned loudly and his arms gave away, thumping his forehead against the floor. Only his knees held up, and this provided an even more mouthwatering sight for Zhou Mi, who could only gape, frozen by the pale expanse of Kyuhyun’s twin globes which flanked the cable that led inside his puckered ring.
The younger boy was a whimpering mess by now, and the sound of his voice was only accompanied by the muffled buzz from the vibrator. He was having difficulty to breathe and he couldn’t think straight as the vibration seemed to spread from below to every tip of his body. Damn Heechul, damn vibrator, damn Zhou Mi-.
As if on cue, said Chinese boy was on him right away, making him face to the side to drink in his moans. The hands stroked his sides and moved downward, reaching for his thighs, hips and member. Kyuhyun wanted to protest, wanted to tell Zhou Mi to turn the damn thing off instead of molesting him, but he didn’t have the strength to do so.
He also couldn’t do anything but let himself be pulled up and thrown back onto the bed. The movement further stirred his inside and caused him to arch and moan. Kyuhyun reached down to stop the thing, to pull it out, but a pair of hands grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the sides of his head. He looked up and Zhou Mi was hovering over him, his body effectively spreading Kyhyun’s thighs apart. That was when he finally saw the hungry look on Zhou Mi’s face.
“Mi…” he panted weakly, “Mi, stop it…”
How could Zhou Mi stop, really, when Kyuhyun had that dazed look and apparently tried very hard to deny his own arousal. Zhou Mi’s erection was painfully confined by his pants and he wanted nothing more than to press their bare skin together, but first he had to make sure that Kyuhyun wouldn’t be able to run away…
He gripped both of Kyuhyun’s wrists with one hand before reaching under the bed. “What now-,” Kyuhyun’s protest was cut off when he noticed the newly revealed pair of handcuffs. A pair of handcuffs with pink fur. “No,” he firmly stated. “No, no, no, no, no, let me go or-.” The buzzing sound got louder along with the increasing power of the vibrator.
Kyuhyun arched and thrashed, his eyes rolled back into their sockets. Zhou Mi put the controller down and took the chance to slide the chains behind the bedpost and clasp the handcuffs around Kyuhyun’s wrists. Now the younger boy’s hands were secured and his body was up for Zhou Mi to ravish.
“Let… go…!” Kyuhyun ordered, but it was more like a plea. He was absolutely taken over by the vibrator. It reached deep and it wouldn’t stop causing tremor inside him, sending throbs and pulses everywhere.
Zhou Mi licked his lips and gripped Kyuhyun’s thighs to spread him further, allowing him to have a better look. His curious finger slipped past the tight ring of muscle -which earned him a curse from the dazed Kyuhyun- and touched the vibrating capsule. Wow. If this was how it vibrated inside Kyuhyun, no wonder he turned powerless like this.
Kyuhyun widened his eyes when he saw Zhou Mi produced something from under the bed again. This time, it was some kind of a ring. He didn’t have the chance to even wonder what it was because Zhou Mi swiftly slipped it around Kyuhyun’s member, straining his erection. Zhou Mi stroked his length once, twice, and it was enough to let him know that the damn ring would prevent him from coming.
“It hurts…” Kyuhyun was openly pleading now. His chest heaved up and down as he tried not to suffocate from the whole ministration on his body. “Mi, it hurts…”
“You look perfect, you know that?” Zhou Mi had to hold back his saliva from dripping. He practically threw his shirt away and shoved his pants off in a blink of an eye before pressing his body onto Kyuhyun’s and began to devour his lips. His fingers skillfully swirled around the younger boy’s nipples, twisting and pinching them until they were hard and sported pretty red color.
“Mi… nnn…” Kyuhyun could barely breathe as the persistent lips kept on attacking him. He mewled and moaned, and it only served to fuel Zhou Mi’s lust. The Chinese boy thrust his hips downward, rubbing his erection against Kyuhyun’s thigh, which frustrated Kyuhyun to the point of no return.
“Mi! Please! Please!!”
Zhou Mi trailed his tongue downward and nipped at one pert nipple. “Please what, Kui Xian?”
“Fuck me, please fuck me!” Kyuhyun moaned as a single tear rolled down his cheek, “God, Zhou Mi, please fuck me NOW!!”
“You asked for it,” Zhou Mi growled deeply and thrust inside, raw and all the way, pushing the vibrator even deeper. Kyuhyun screamed and scrunched his eyes closed; his whole body shook with a mix of pain and pleasure. If not for the ring clasped around his length, he would’ve come hard right then.
“Shit… shit…” Kyuhyun muttered weakly, feeling the vibrator nestled so deep and accompanied by Zhou Mi’s very own pulsing thick member. “You could’ve at least taken it out first…”
“You said now, so I thought you wanted it this way,” Zhou Mi chuckled, then he moaned when he wiggled a bit inside Kyuhyun. The capsule sent the vibration right to the sensitive tip of his length, arousing him more if that was even possible. “Damn, Kui Xian… I can feel it too, you know?”
Kyuhyun only mewled softly when Zhou Mi pulled out inch by inch. He knew what was coming, but it didn’t mean he could prepare himself for the second hard thrust that followed. Now his brain was really mush and he just laid there, willingly taking in whatever Zhou Mi gave him.
Two thrusts turned into four, and four turned into eight. Soon, Zhou Mi was already thrusting in and out violently, sending Kyuhyun near the edge every time. So near, but Kyuhyun wouldn’t be able to cross it as long as the ring stayed.
“Yes… nngh! You feel so good, Kui Xian!” Zhou Mi moaned, “So hot and tight and hungry for me.” The younger boy looked up to him through glazed eyes. His mouth was hung open while his lips looked pretty and thoroughly abused. The chains of the handcuffs clinked noisily along with the sound of Zhou Mi’s balls slapping against his ass.
Zhou Mi gripped Kyuhyun’s thighs stronger -it would surely leave some bruises later- and plunged inside even harder.
“Mi…” Kyuhyun tried to speak, but it was hard because Zhou Mi was merciless with his thrusts. “Mi… let me come…” Pre-cum was dripping from his length which was still trapped by the ring. “It hurts…”
Something glinted in Zhou Mi eyes when he said, “No.” He pulled Kyuhyun’s hips and thighs upward, bending him until his erection flailed over his own chest with each shove Zhou Mi gave. “Does it feel good, Kui Xian?”
“Yes, yes, it feels good so please let me come!”
Zhou Mi merely drove his hardness in a fast and urgent pace now. He panted harshly, savoring the sensation of the vibrator at the tip of his thrusts and Kyuhyun’s tight, burning cavern the rest of the way. At one point, the vibrator touched the spot inside Kyuhyun that caused him to scream and clench his inside. That was Zhou Mi’s undoing.
The older boy groaned as he filled Kyuhyun up. He came so much that the white substance leaked outside and trickled down Kyuhyun’s ass. He never stopped thrusting, intending to make every left moment counted.
“Mi, Mi, please! PLEASE-!”
Kyuhyun didn’t have to plead anymore as Zhou Mi snapped the ring open and made him spurt all over his own face and chest. His eyes were closed but his mouth was open and he could taste himself. He didn’t feel Zhou Mi’s usual weight falling on him; instead he felt the older boy watching him, but he could care less. His body was shivering, his limbs were numb, and his ass felt sore. Zhou Mi was still inside him and the thing was also still vibrating there.
After he came down from cloud nine, he fluttered his eyes open, panting, “Can you turn it off?”
Zhou Mi looked at him, his eyes dark under his wet bangs. Instead of fulfilling Kyuhyun’s request, he leaned down and began to place kisses on Kyuhyun’s face.
“Can you let me go now?” He rattled the handcuffs’ chains.
There was no answer. Zhou Mi continued his kisses all over neck and chest.
“At least-,” Kyuhyun swallowed while trying to calm his overly-stimulated body down. “At least tell me that you don’t have anything more under the bed.” It only took a look at Zhou Mi’s face to know things weren’t in his favor. “Seriously? Seriously? What else could you possibly have!?”
Zhou Mi flaunted his rare smirk and placed a kiss on Kyuhyun’s neck before whispering straight into his ear, “You want to know?”
***
The end~