Fic: Denial
Title: Denial
Author: kayevelyn
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Qmi
Rating: +17
Summary: Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi have kinky sex.
Warnings: Kink :\
Notes: For the wife (aka umberela)~ Companion to Anniversary and Breathless. Not necessary to read those to get this XD
So apparently I have this thing where crowded transit makes me write like a whore :| Here I am on a train headed up from New York in a packed car and I immediately was like “MUST FINISH WRITING ORGASM DENIAL FIC FOR ELA!”
Usually Kyuhyun liked waking up on a day off. He didn’t get many of them, and got even less where both he and Zhou Mi had the day off. This was one of those days. They had fallen into bed last night, exhausted from their activities and Kyuhyun had whispered to Zhou Mi that he wasn’t sure he would wake up in the morning. Zhou Mi had only laughed tiredly and rolled over. Both of them were asleep within the next few minutes.
Kyuhyun had been pulled from his sleep by the feeling of a tongue on his cock. He frowned, half asleep, and let out a tired moan, arching his hips. A hand pushed them back down and Kyuhyun raised his hand so he could push Zhou Mi’s head down because the teasing licks weren’t enough.
Kyuhyun frowned when his hand wouldn’t reach and he tried again, thinking for a moment that maybe his movement was just part of his mind being too tired. He felt something tug on his wrist as he shifted, moaning as the tongue continued to work up and down, Zhou Mi’s lips wrapping around the head of his cock. He tugged his other wrist as his eyes slowly opened, looking down his body to see Zhou Mi on his knees between his thighs.
“Morning.” Zhou Mi breathed against his cock and Kyuhyun gave a weak moan as Zhou Mi deep throated him.
“Mi- Mimi, why am I tied up?” Kyuhyun asked when Zhou Mi finally let his cock go and he was able to breathe again.
Zhou Mi grinned and gave him a stroke or two before he answered. “I thought it would be fun.”
Kyuhyun watched Zhou Mi lower his head back down and as he sucked in a breath he had to agree it was fun. He looked at the restraints that Zhou Mi had put him in and he gave them a tug; he’d gotten good at securing them. He let out another moan as Zhou Mi let him buck his hips up, and Kyuhyun felt just the barest hint of teeth. He cursed and tried to relax as he felt Zhou Mi’s fingers curl around his thigh, scrapping his nails up and down lightly. It was hard though, to think, much less bargain as Zhou Mi’s teeth, tongue and throat were working up and down with practiced ease.
Kyuhyun tugged his wrists again and let out a soft whimper as Zhou Mi let go of his cock, breathing on it for a minute.
“Come up here.” He ordered quietly and he watched through hooded eyes as Zhou Mi crawled up his body to kiss him on the lips.
Kyuhyun kissed back, slipping his tongue out for a moment, just long enough to hear Zhou Mi’s breathing pick up (it had been unnervingly controlled). Zhou Mi didn’t disappoint him, curling his fingers into Kyuhyun’s hair, straddling his hips and grinding down into Kyuhyun’s cock. Kyuhyun growled and nipped Zhou Mi’s bottom lip as they broke the kiss.
“Untie me.” He asked, biting into the skin under Zhou Mi’s chin, traveling as far down as he could reach. Zhou Mi assisted him by turning his head.
“Are you mad?” He sounded unsure as he let his nails scrape over Kyuhyun’s nipple; a way to make amends?
“No.” Kyuhyun grinned up at him, and rolled his hips up to see Zhou Mi’s eyes flutter close.
Zhou Mi seemed unsure and so Kyuhun kissed his jaw line, coaxing him along with soft words and kisses until Zhou Mi’s fingers were trailing down his biceps to his wrist. Kyuhyun kissed him on the lips as he untied one wrist and once it was free he cupped Zhou Mi’s chin with it, deepening the kiss. Zhou Mi stumbled with the second restraint. Kyuhyun was patient.
When both wrists were free Kyuhyun dropped his hand from Zhou Mi’s chin and wrapped both hands around his wrist, squeezing for just a moment. Zhou Mi gasped into his mouth and wiggled until Kyuhyun settled his hands on his hips. He rolled his hips up again, watching Zhou Mi’s face as it flushed red once they had broken the kiss.
Kyuhyun wrapped a hand around Zhou Mi’s cock, and without any warning his started off fast, causing Zhou Mi to jerk and cling to his shoulders. Kyuhyun felt him panting against his skin and he grinned, running his hand up and down Zhou Mi’s back as he continued, slipping his fingers up and down over Zhou Mi’s cock. He felt Zhou Mi squeeze his shoulder, his breath erratic as his nails dug down into Kyuhyun’s skin.
Kyuhyun let go.
Zhou Mi took a moment to recompose himself, but he turned his head and kissed the side of Kyuhyun’s neck. Kyuhyun grinned, slowly pushing Zhou Mi off him. Zhou Mi complied and let Kyuhyun put the restraints on his wrists, his body still reeling from the quick pleasure and instant denial.
Kyuhyun kissed his inner thigh once he pulled back from restraining him, and he pulled up both of Zhou Mi’s legs so the feet were planted on the mattress. He felt Zhou Mi watch him kiss up and down each leg, starting from one knee and going to the other knee. He smiled at him and pressed another kiss to Zhou Mi’s inner thigh.
Kyuhyun dropped his hand to wrap around his own cock and he gave a few lazy strokes as he spotted the bottle of lubricant Zhou Mi had taken from the night stand. He reached over for it, shaking his head as he poured some out onto his fingers. He slipped one finger into Zhou Mi without any hesitation and Kyuhyun watched Zhou Mi seize up for a moment before relaxing. He pumped his finger in and out before adding the second one.
Zhou Mi groaned and wiggled his hips. Kyuhyun curled his finger, grazing Zhou Mi’s prostate. He bit his lip before a tiny gasp escaped and Kyuhyun pressed down again, watching as Zhou Mi began to pull just a bit against his restraints. His cock was hard against his stomach and Kyuhyun wrapped his other hand around it, curling his two fingers against Zhou Mi’s prostate again as he began to lazily stroke his cock.
Zhou Mi moaned and tossed his head back. His hips arched up, trying to quicken the pace but Kyuhyun kept it slow. He pumped his fingers in and out of Zhou Mi at the same rhythm he stroked his cock, and occasionally, once Zhou Mi had started to collect himself, he would curl his fingers. Zhou Mi’s head would toss back and he’s pull hard against his restraints.
Kyuhyun picked up the pace, just enough to give Zhou Mi constant friction and he moaned louder than he had been as his knees shook and his feet slid against the sheets on the bed. He was trying to get a foothold as he clenched his fists.
Kyuhyun watched his eyes shut tight and felt his hips arch up. He grinned, pressed a kiss to Zhou Mi’s knee, and let go of his cock again, slipping his fingers out and cleaning them on the mattress. He watched Zhou Mi as he cleaned his fingers, watched his try and catch his breath. His face was flushed deep red and his lip was swollen from how he had been biting it. Kyuhyun couldn’t think how he could look prettier.
He ran his hand down Zhou Mi’s leg; Zhou Mi shuddered and cracked an eye open to watch Kyuhyun lean down and press a kiss to his cock. Zhou Mi let out a moan and he arched his hips. Kyuhyun put his hand on it, silently ordering him to keep his hips still and he heard Zhou Mi let out a shuddering breath as he strained to not buck up into Kyuhyun’s mouth.
Kyuhyun wrapped his lips around the head of Zhou Mi’s cock, running his tongue over the slit. He slowly began to deep throat it, working up and down until the cock was hitting the back of his throat. Zhou Mi let out another moan and Kyuhyun heard something knock against the wall. He pulled his mouth off of Zhou Mi’s cock and wrapped a hand around it again, stroking.
Kyuhyun thought this time the moan that came from Zhou Mi’s throat was more pitiful and pleading than pleasure. He squeezed Zhou Mi’s cock and heard the moan deepen and he wrapped his lips back around the head of his cock.
Zhou Mi was panting by the time Kyuhyun stopped the third time. His mouth could taste the pre-come and he swirled his tongue over Zhou Mi’s cock one last time before pulling away completely.
Zhou Mi watched him with wide eyes as he pulled back, running his fingers down Zhou Mi’s stomach.
“Calm down.” Kyuhyun ordered quietly, stroking the stomach muscles in a soothing gesture.
Zhou Mi shook but he took a few deep breaths to try and control himself. Kyuhyun pressed another kiss to his knee, watching the sheen of sweat that had formed slowly disappear.
When Zhou Mi was no longer on the brink of orgasm Kyuhyun wrapped his hand around his cock again. Zhou Mi’s hips jerked up and Kyuhyun thought he saw tears prick his eyes as his hand stroked up and down. But then Zhou Mi tossed his head to the side and Kyuhyun couldn’t see his face anymore.
Zhou Mi whined as Kyuhyun pulled his hand away for the fourth time, sitting back on his knees to admire the flushed picture Zhou Mi made. His stomach muscles clenched as Kyuhyun trailed his fingertips over them, away from his cock. He felt like he was either going to pass out or kill Kyuhyun; he couldn’t decide which one would give him more satisfaction.
“Please?” He pleaded, quiet and completely needy.
Kyuhyun smirked, pulling his body closer to Zhou Mi’s chest and he grazed against his cock, causing Zhou Mi to shudder. He hummed, and Zhou Mi envisioned those throat muscles being put to a much better use before Kyuhyun kissed him, grinding his hips down. Zhou Mi hissed, gasped, moaned and fought against his restraints as Kyuhyun rubbed himself against him.
Kyuhyun started to pull away and Zhou Mi let out a desperate “no” and Kyuhyun made a note of the sound of pure bliss he made once he realized Kyuhyun was only pulling back to wrap his hand around both of their cocks. He pumped both of them, stilling Zhou Mi’s hips with his other hand so he was the one in charge of the friction. He heard Zhou Mi’s head bang against the bedpost as he thrashed and Kyuhyun grinned as he looked down at his hand running over their cocks.
Kyuhyun dropped his hand from Zhou Mi’s as he heard his breathing become too erratic; he’d pushed it too far though. Zhou Mi came all over his stomach and he let out a loud curse.
His body was still shaking heavily and Kyuhyun couldn’t help but smirk as he stroked his own cock. “Are you okay?”
“Fuck you.” Zhou Mi cursed him, nostrils flaring as he tried to breath and calm himself down.
Kyuhyun ran a hand up Zhou Mi’s thigh, dropping his other hand from his cock. It twitched and Zhou Mi cursed again. Kyuhyun grinned and pressed a kiss to his skin, before reaching down to run his finger through the come on Zhou Mi’s stomach.
Zhou Mi’s head hit the bedpost again as Kyuhyun wrapped his mouth around his finger, sucking the come off. He watched as Zhou Mi’s cock twitched, and he couldn’t stop the grin as he dropped his finger from his mouth.
He reached for the lubricant and coated his finger again. Zhou Mi grunted in protest as Kyuhyun ran his finger over his entrance, pushing in.
“Too soon.” He muttered, pulling on his restraints.
Kyuhyun felt his muscles clench around his finger and Zhou Mi’s cock gave another twitch as he pushed the finger all the way in. Kyuhyun pulled Zhou Mi’s leg back up; it had gone flat against the mattress after he had come, and he ran his thumb over the bone in a soothing gesture.
He was slow in his preparation this time, waiting for Zhou Mi’s body to calm down enough so it wasn’t completely painful to get hard again. When he pushed a second finger in Zhou Mi was beginning to moan and Kyuhyun picked up the pace. He curled his finger and Zhou Mi’s mouth opened as he let out a low moan.
Kyuhyun smirked, pulling his fingers out and coating his cock. He glanced at Zhou Mi’s flushed face before he pushed in and then his eyes shut. His hands gripped Zhou Mi’s hips, and he pulled back before sinking all the way in. Kyuhyun let out a low groan as he began to thrust in and out. His pace was quick and Zhou Mi didn’t protest as Kyuhyun drove into him over and over.
Kyuhyun let go of one side of Zhou Mi’s hips and wrapped his hand around his cock. Zhou Mi let out a hiss of pleasure as Kyuhyun stroked in dissonance with his thrusting.
Kyuhyun came with a guttural curse, his hand erratic until Zhou Mi followed after him. He rested his forehead on Zhou Mi’s shoulder as he felt himself calm down. Zhou Mi’s breath was against his cheek and Kyuhyun grinned.
“I thought you said you weren’t mad.” Zhou Mi whined as they stepped into the shower an hour or so later.
Kyuhyun rolled his eyes and tugged Zhou Mi into the shower.
Author: kayevelyn
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Qmi
Rating: +17
Summary: Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi have kinky sex.
Warnings: Kink :\
Notes: For the wife (aka umberela)~ Companion to Anniversary and Breathless. Not necessary to read those to get this XD
So apparently I have this thing where crowded transit makes me write like a whore :| Here I am on a train headed up from New York in a packed car and I immediately was like “MUST FINISH WRITING ORGASM DENIAL FIC FOR ELA!”
Usually Kyuhyun liked waking up on a day off. He didn’t get many of them, and got even less where both he and Zhou Mi had the day off. This was one of those days. They had fallen into bed last night, exhausted from their activities and Kyuhyun had whispered to Zhou Mi that he wasn’t sure he would wake up in the morning. Zhou Mi had only laughed tiredly and rolled over. Both of them were asleep within the next few minutes.
Kyuhyun had been pulled from his sleep by the feeling of a tongue on his cock. He frowned, half asleep, and let out a tired moan, arching his hips. A hand pushed them back down and Kyuhyun raised his hand so he could push Zhou Mi’s head down because the teasing licks weren’t enough.
Kyuhyun frowned when his hand wouldn’t reach and he tried again, thinking for a moment that maybe his movement was just part of his mind being too tired. He felt something tug on his wrist as he shifted, moaning as the tongue continued to work up and down, Zhou Mi’s lips wrapping around the head of his cock. He tugged his other wrist as his eyes slowly opened, looking down his body to see Zhou Mi on his knees between his thighs.
“Morning.” Zhou Mi breathed against his cock and Kyuhyun gave a weak moan as Zhou Mi deep throated him.
“Mi- Mimi, why am I tied up?” Kyuhyun asked when Zhou Mi finally let his cock go and he was able to breathe again.
Zhou Mi grinned and gave him a stroke or two before he answered. “I thought it would be fun.”
Kyuhyun watched Zhou Mi lower his head back down and as he sucked in a breath he had to agree it was fun. He looked at the restraints that Zhou Mi had put him in and he gave them a tug; he’d gotten good at securing them. He let out another moan as Zhou Mi let him buck his hips up, and Kyuhyun felt just the barest hint of teeth. He cursed and tried to relax as he felt Zhou Mi’s fingers curl around his thigh, scrapping his nails up and down lightly. It was hard though, to think, much less bargain as Zhou Mi’s teeth, tongue and throat were working up and down with practiced ease.
Kyuhyun tugged his wrists again and let out a soft whimper as Zhou Mi let go of his cock, breathing on it for a minute.
“Come up here.” He ordered quietly and he watched through hooded eyes as Zhou Mi crawled up his body to kiss him on the lips.
Kyuhyun kissed back, slipping his tongue out for a moment, just long enough to hear Zhou Mi’s breathing pick up (it had been unnervingly controlled). Zhou Mi didn’t disappoint him, curling his fingers into Kyuhyun’s hair, straddling his hips and grinding down into Kyuhyun’s cock. Kyuhyun growled and nipped Zhou Mi’s bottom lip as they broke the kiss.
“Untie me.” He asked, biting into the skin under Zhou Mi’s chin, traveling as far down as he could reach. Zhou Mi assisted him by turning his head.
“Are you mad?” He sounded unsure as he let his nails scrape over Kyuhyun’s nipple; a way to make amends?
“No.” Kyuhyun grinned up at him, and rolled his hips up to see Zhou Mi’s eyes flutter close.
Zhou Mi seemed unsure and so Kyuhun kissed his jaw line, coaxing him along with soft words and kisses until Zhou Mi’s fingers were trailing down his biceps to his wrist. Kyuhyun kissed him on the lips as he untied one wrist and once it was free he cupped Zhou Mi’s chin with it, deepening the kiss. Zhou Mi stumbled with the second restraint. Kyuhyun was patient.
When both wrists were free Kyuhyun dropped his hand from Zhou Mi’s chin and wrapped both hands around his wrist, squeezing for just a moment. Zhou Mi gasped into his mouth and wiggled until Kyuhyun settled his hands on his hips. He rolled his hips up again, watching Zhou Mi’s face as it flushed red once they had broken the kiss.
Kyuhyun wrapped a hand around Zhou Mi’s cock, and without any warning his started off fast, causing Zhou Mi to jerk and cling to his shoulders. Kyuhyun felt him panting against his skin and he grinned, running his hand up and down Zhou Mi’s back as he continued, slipping his fingers up and down over Zhou Mi’s cock. He felt Zhou Mi squeeze his shoulder, his breath erratic as his nails dug down into Kyuhyun’s skin.
Kyuhyun let go.
Zhou Mi took a moment to recompose himself, but he turned his head and kissed the side of Kyuhyun’s neck. Kyuhyun grinned, slowly pushing Zhou Mi off him. Zhou Mi complied and let Kyuhyun put the restraints on his wrists, his body still reeling from the quick pleasure and instant denial.
Kyuhyun kissed his inner thigh once he pulled back from restraining him, and he pulled up both of Zhou Mi’s legs so the feet were planted on the mattress. He felt Zhou Mi watch him kiss up and down each leg, starting from one knee and going to the other knee. He smiled at him and pressed another kiss to Zhou Mi’s inner thigh.
Kyuhyun dropped his hand to wrap around his own cock and he gave a few lazy strokes as he spotted the bottle of lubricant Zhou Mi had taken from the night stand. He reached over for it, shaking his head as he poured some out onto his fingers. He slipped one finger into Zhou Mi without any hesitation and Kyuhyun watched Zhou Mi seize up for a moment before relaxing. He pumped his finger in and out before adding the second one.
Zhou Mi groaned and wiggled his hips. Kyuhyun curled his finger, grazing Zhou Mi’s prostate. He bit his lip before a tiny gasp escaped and Kyuhyun pressed down again, watching as Zhou Mi began to pull just a bit against his restraints. His cock was hard against his stomach and Kyuhyun wrapped his other hand around it, curling his two fingers against Zhou Mi’s prostate again as he began to lazily stroke his cock.
Zhou Mi moaned and tossed his head back. His hips arched up, trying to quicken the pace but Kyuhyun kept it slow. He pumped his fingers in and out of Zhou Mi at the same rhythm he stroked his cock, and occasionally, once Zhou Mi had started to collect himself, he would curl his fingers. Zhou Mi’s head would toss back and he’s pull hard against his restraints.
Kyuhyun picked up the pace, just enough to give Zhou Mi constant friction and he moaned louder than he had been as his knees shook and his feet slid against the sheets on the bed. He was trying to get a foothold as he clenched his fists.
Kyuhyun watched his eyes shut tight and felt his hips arch up. He grinned, pressed a kiss to Zhou Mi’s knee, and let go of his cock again, slipping his fingers out and cleaning them on the mattress. He watched Zhou Mi as he cleaned his fingers, watched his try and catch his breath. His face was flushed deep red and his lip was swollen from how he had been biting it. Kyuhyun couldn’t think how he could look prettier.
He ran his hand down Zhou Mi’s leg; Zhou Mi shuddered and cracked an eye open to watch Kyuhyun lean down and press a kiss to his cock. Zhou Mi let out a moan and he arched his hips. Kyuhyun put his hand on it, silently ordering him to keep his hips still and he heard Zhou Mi let out a shuddering breath as he strained to not buck up into Kyuhyun’s mouth.
Kyuhyun wrapped his lips around the head of Zhou Mi’s cock, running his tongue over the slit. He slowly began to deep throat it, working up and down until the cock was hitting the back of his throat. Zhou Mi let out another moan and Kyuhyun heard something knock against the wall. He pulled his mouth off of Zhou Mi’s cock and wrapped a hand around it again, stroking.
Kyuhyun thought this time the moan that came from Zhou Mi’s throat was more pitiful and pleading than pleasure. He squeezed Zhou Mi’s cock and heard the moan deepen and he wrapped his lips back around the head of his cock.
Zhou Mi was panting by the time Kyuhyun stopped the third time. His mouth could taste the pre-come and he swirled his tongue over Zhou Mi’s cock one last time before pulling away completely.
Zhou Mi watched him with wide eyes as he pulled back, running his fingers down Zhou Mi’s stomach.
“Calm down.” Kyuhyun ordered quietly, stroking the stomach muscles in a soothing gesture.
Zhou Mi shook but he took a few deep breaths to try and control himself. Kyuhyun pressed another kiss to his knee, watching the sheen of sweat that had formed slowly disappear.
When Zhou Mi was no longer on the brink of orgasm Kyuhyun wrapped his hand around his cock again. Zhou Mi’s hips jerked up and Kyuhyun thought he saw tears prick his eyes as his hand stroked up and down. But then Zhou Mi tossed his head to the side and Kyuhyun couldn’t see his face anymore.
Zhou Mi whined as Kyuhyun pulled his hand away for the fourth time, sitting back on his knees to admire the flushed picture Zhou Mi made. His stomach muscles clenched as Kyuhyun trailed his fingertips over them, away from his cock. He felt like he was either going to pass out or kill Kyuhyun; he couldn’t decide which one would give him more satisfaction.
“Please?” He pleaded, quiet and completely needy.
Kyuhyun smirked, pulling his body closer to Zhou Mi’s chest and he grazed against his cock, causing Zhou Mi to shudder. He hummed, and Zhou Mi envisioned those throat muscles being put to a much better use before Kyuhyun kissed him, grinding his hips down. Zhou Mi hissed, gasped, moaned and fought against his restraints as Kyuhyun rubbed himself against him.
Kyuhyun started to pull away and Zhou Mi let out a desperate “no” and Kyuhyun made a note of the sound of pure bliss he made once he realized Kyuhyun was only pulling back to wrap his hand around both of their cocks. He pumped both of them, stilling Zhou Mi’s hips with his other hand so he was the one in charge of the friction. He heard Zhou Mi’s head bang against the bedpost as he thrashed and Kyuhyun grinned as he looked down at his hand running over their cocks.
Kyuhyun dropped his hand from Zhou Mi’s as he heard his breathing become too erratic; he’d pushed it too far though. Zhou Mi came all over his stomach and he let out a loud curse.
His body was still shaking heavily and Kyuhyun couldn’t help but smirk as he stroked his own cock. “Are you okay?”
“Fuck you.” Zhou Mi cursed him, nostrils flaring as he tried to breath and calm himself down.
Kyuhyun ran a hand up Zhou Mi’s thigh, dropping his other hand from his cock. It twitched and Zhou Mi cursed again. Kyuhyun grinned and pressed a kiss to his skin, before reaching down to run his finger through the come on Zhou Mi’s stomach.
Zhou Mi’s head hit the bedpost again as Kyuhyun wrapped his mouth around his finger, sucking the come off. He watched as Zhou Mi’s cock twitched, and he couldn’t stop the grin as he dropped his finger from his mouth.
He reached for the lubricant and coated his finger again. Zhou Mi grunted in protest as Kyuhyun ran his finger over his entrance, pushing in.
“Too soon.” He muttered, pulling on his restraints.
Kyuhyun felt his muscles clench around his finger and Zhou Mi’s cock gave another twitch as he pushed the finger all the way in. Kyuhyun pulled Zhou Mi’s leg back up; it had gone flat against the mattress after he had come, and he ran his thumb over the bone in a soothing gesture.
He was slow in his preparation this time, waiting for Zhou Mi’s body to calm down enough so it wasn’t completely painful to get hard again. When he pushed a second finger in Zhou Mi was beginning to moan and Kyuhyun picked up the pace. He curled his finger and Zhou Mi’s mouth opened as he let out a low moan.
Kyuhyun smirked, pulling his fingers out and coating his cock. He glanced at Zhou Mi’s flushed face before he pushed in and then his eyes shut. His hands gripped Zhou Mi’s hips, and he pulled back before sinking all the way in. Kyuhyun let out a low groan as he began to thrust in and out. His pace was quick and Zhou Mi didn’t protest as Kyuhyun drove into him over and over.
Kyuhyun let go of one side of Zhou Mi’s hips and wrapped his hand around his cock. Zhou Mi let out a hiss of pleasure as Kyuhyun stroked in dissonance with his thrusting.
Kyuhyun came with a guttural curse, his hand erratic until Zhou Mi followed after him. He rested his forehead on Zhou Mi’s shoulder as he felt himself calm down. Zhou Mi’s breath was against his cheek and Kyuhyun grinned.
“I thought you said you weren’t mad.” Zhou Mi whined as they stepped into the shower an hour or so later.
Kyuhyun rolled his eyes and tugged Zhou Mi into the shower.