Giggling Sluts 7:That Slutty Gold Digging Bunny Slut
Title: That Slutty Golddigging Bunny Slut.
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: Smut. Like kinky this time.
Rating: NC-17
Length: The Giggling Sluts Series 7
Summary: Junsu is wearing something crazy.
An: be_ddelusionall's birthday fic. CONGRATS STAY AWESOME. HURRAY.
Junsu stared at himself in the mirror, wondering how close to insanity he really was, or that he had maybe already crossed that line when buying fishnet stockings.
“What are you doing?” he whispered to himself, adjusting the bunny ears on his head. “You're wearing lipstick for god's sake.” He touched the corners of his lips where it had gotten a bit messy and turned around to look at his ass in the mirror. He touched the white ball of fluff on the top of his ass and adjusted the thong in his ass and shook his head. “Borderline psycho is what this is,” he murmured. He stared at the red heels lying on the bed and hesitated. He'd break his neck. He'd fall and make a fool of himself. He'd...manage.
He sighed loudly, knowing very well that no one was there to hear him. He waddled over to the bed and sat down. He took both the heels in his hands and twirled them around. “Is this even sexy?” he muttered as he slipped them on. He stood up and as he thought, he'd manage. He stood in front of the large mirror put one hand on his hip, pushing his ass back and took a picture of himself with his phone. He looked at it, tightened the collar around his neck a bit and made a new one.
And now for the real decision. If he sends it, there's no going back. And what's the worst that can happen? Either he'll be turned on and rush home or he'll laugh at him and he'll cry himself to sleep or he'll ignore him and Junsu will pack his bags and disappear forever.
It was worth the shot. He sent it. And now all he could do was wait. But clearly not long, because barely a minute passed when his phone dinged.
15 minutes max. Do not move.
Junsu's heart was beating in his throat, his hands started shaking. He was so relieved he could cry. He spent fifteen minutes trying to come up with the best way to welcome his man. Should he be lying on the bed? Or maybe downstairs on the couch? On the cupboard in the hallway? Should he be standing? He decided on the bedroom. He wanted this to be a long night, and being hunched over the kitchen table was good for quickies, not for long dirty sex and long dirty sex was exactly what Junsu was aiming for. If this was what he needed to go through to get what he wanted he was more than willing.
He sat down on the bed and grabbed the black plastic bag lying next to it and took out the last few items the were going to have fun with.
The grey wolf ears and tail. He wondered if Yoochun was willing to wear them. He hoped for it, but if he wasn't Junsu would make good use of them another time. And then there was the one thing that started it all. The bunny tail buttplug.
He had come across it on the internet by accident and had ordered it immediately. How couldn't he? It looked so...hot. They had a buttplug already but it was nothing like this right here. Theirs was black and boring.
This little fluffy tail, with it's soft white fur and smooth surface. The plug was thick, thicker than the one ion the wolf tail and thicker than the one they already had.
He stared at it, let his fingers glide over the smooth surface and felt his cock tingle in his bustier. He unconsciously brought the plug to his mouth, mouth already half open when he heard the front door open.
“Shit,” he hissed and threw the empty bag on the floor. He scattered the toys on the bed, before crawling on it and sitting down on his knees. He heard rushed footsteps on the stairs and then in the hallway- Junsu couldn't breath- and then the door swung open.
“Fuck me,” Yoochun breathed.
Junsu moaned.
“I can't even-what-why- Stand up,” Yoochun panted and Junsu did as he was told and tried to get off the bed as gracefully as possible. He hoped that his lipstick hadn't been smudged when he stood in front of him.
He put his hands under Yoochun's jacket and pushed it off his shoulders.
And then Yoochun's hands were all over him. He clashed their mouths together in a hard and bruising kiss, with one hand on his waist and the other on his ass. Junsu felt wobbly on his heels but managed to walk backwards without going through his ankle.
Yoochun pushed him onto the bed and crawled over him before taking a breath. His eyes wondered towards the toys lying near the pillows and Junsu saw his eyes darken over.
His lips had gotten red with Junsu's lipstick, smudged to the side of his mouth and on his chin. Junsu let out a moan and moved to kiss him again, but Yoochun stopped him. He reached over to the wolf's ears.
“Am I a big bad wolf?” he asked. “Is that...is that a bunny buttplug? Fuck, turn around. Turn around, Turn around.”
Junsu bit his lip and started to turn around when Yoochun grabbed his face and slobbered another kiss on him.
“God, I don't know where to start,” he panted. “Where do I start?”
“Clothes off?” Junsu suggested and started unbuttoning Yoochun's shirt. Yoochun let his hands wonder over Junsu's thighs, spreading his legs apart and grazing his crotch.
“Let me take more pictures,” he said. “Just for us. Look at those lips, this ass...”
Junsu hesitated for a second before nodding. Yoochun grabbed Junsu's phone from the night stand and told Junsu to stay still. He snapped a picture of him with his legs spread and one of him on his knees. He grabbed a full hand of Junsu's ass and pressed his hard clothed cock against him. “Less clothes,” Junsu groaned and turned his head to look at him. “Wolves don't wear clothes.”
“Bunnies don't fucking wear thongs, slut,” Yoochun said and Junsu saw him raise his hand before bringing it down onto his ass hard. Junsu moaned at the lashing sting and threw his head back. The bunny ears slipped off and Yoochun picked them up and put them back on him. His hands went down over his back and he tugged on the zipper of his bustier. He pulled it off Junsu's chest and helped him sit up on his knees. Junsu turned around to face him and pushed his tongue into Yoochun's mouth as deep as he could. He tugged on his clothes, getting rid of everything one by one until he was finally naked and Junsu finally put the wolf ears on him.
“God, Junsu, what is this,” Yoochun panted and pressed their bodies together. “You're a wet dream.”
“I'm happy you're liking this,” Junsu said hoarsely, and pushed the bust down to his hips, sliding it down to his knees, finally freeing his aching cock and pressing it against Yoochun's.
Yoochun slid one finger between Junsu's collar and Junsu's neck. “All these toys,” he said. “There's no doubt I love playing with them, but do you?”
Junsu tasted lipstick on his lips and let out a quivering breath. He reached behind him and picked up the last two toys for that night. “I love these,” he said.
“Sweet mother of...” he touched the long wolf's tail, eyes widened in surprise. “One for you and one for me?”
“If...you want?” Junsu said and brought the plug of the fluffy bunny tail to his lips, smearing it with his lipstick. “I want,” Yoochun said. “Fuck, I want it all.”
“Lie down,” Junsu said and got off the bed. He kicked off his heels and slid the bustier and stockings off before getting their lube out of the closet. He made sure the bunny ears stayed where they were.
He crawled back onto the bed where Yoochun was leaning against the headboard, with Junsu's lipstick smudging his face. Junsu could never have imagined how much of a turn on that was.
“Do we do each other or...?”
“I want to watch,” Yoochun said.
“Me too,” Junsu smiled.
They spread their legs simultaneously and squirted lube onto each others fingers. Junsu watched Yoochun coat his fingers and tease his own hole for a few seconds before pushing one in. It took all his willpower not to start jerking off like a madman and instead he followed Yoochun's lead and started preparing himself.
They stared at each other, losing themselves in each others action and before he knew it Junsu was freely fingerfucking himself with no restrictions whatsoever.
Yoochun pulled Junsu closer by his collar before taking the white bunny plug. They exchanged slow kisses while Yoochun pressed it into him. Junsu shivered against him, letting out a low guttural moan.
Yoochun pushed his wolf's tail into himself and Junsu wrapped his fingers around the tail. “Do you like it?”
Yoochun put both his hands on Junsu's face and kissed him without saying a word. He laid him down and they spent sweet minutes kissing and frotting until Junsu thought he'd could cum any second now. With all his willpower he pushed Yoochun up and turned him onto his back.
He wanted to see his lipstick on Yoochun's dick before that dick was going to drill him into heaven. He leaned down and wrapped his lips around the tip of Yoochun's cock. He bobbed up and down, smearing his lipstick the best he could, earning long, low moans and then there was the sound of a camera. He looked up at Yoochun, cock still in his mouth and there was that sound again.
“You look amazing,” Yoochun explained. “A fucking dream.”
Junsu let Yoochun's cock slip out of his mouth and tugged on the wolf's tail softly. “Does it feel like a dream?” he asked. He sat up and turned his back to him. The white ball of fluff protruded between his ass cheeks, he put his ears on straight and said: “Take a picture.”
Yoochun snapped away before pulling Junsu into his lap. The plug inside him moved, grazing his prostate, making him scream. Yoochun growled and rocked him in his lap before shoving his hand under Junsu's ass and pulling out the plug.
“Fast and hard or slow and deep?” he asked looking straight in the eyes. Junsu felt something that was lust for a second there and couldn't push it away. “Slow,” he said, “slow and deep.”
Yoochun nodded and flipped them over, capturing Junsu under him. Junsu spread his legs, hooking them around Yoochun's hips. He felt Yoochun's hand guide his cock into Junsu's hole and sighed in pleasure when it was finally in.
Yoochun's moans were like music to his ears, an amazing heart wrenching symphony he just couldn't get over. “Yoochun,” he panted, “Yoochun, Yoochun, Yoochun.”
Yoochun kissed him, picking up a rhythm, slow, deep, thorough. He fisted Junsu's cock and stroked it as they moved.
Junsu's heart felt like exploding. He clung onto him with all his might, kissed him with all he had and clenched down on his cock as much as he could.
“I'm so close, baby,” Yoochun murmured into his mouth. “You're a dream. A fucking fantasy.”
“Me too, baby,” Junsu answered. “Oh god, me too...”
Yoochun's strokes sped up together with his thrusts and Junsu bit down on Yoochun's lower lip as he came, hard into Yoochun's hand.
Yoochun brought his hand up to Junsu's face and mixed his lipstick with his come before kissing again. He came, crying into Junsu's mouth and squirting into his ass.
The room was filled with their heavy panting for a while. Yoochun reached for his buttplug and pulled it out. Junsu had forgotten about that, but realized that that must have triggered those loud moans in the beginning.
Junsu held him tight, not wanting to let go, knowing that the next time they'd have time for each other again could be in weeks. He wasn't supposed to care, Yoochun wasn't supposed to matter, the stuff mattered, the things, the clothes...
“Thank you,” Yoochun said hoarsely. “You were amazing...I have a few hours if you want to go shopping if you want...”
“I need a new-” Yoochun was already pushing himself up and Junsu regretted talking immediately. “Nothing. I don't need anything,” he quickly said. “Nothing I can't get tomorrow.”
“I'll give you my creditcard. I know you didn't put on high heels because you're into that. Buy yourself a birthday present. Something nice, a Rolex for example.”
Junsu was too stunned to answer. He remembered it was his birthday in a week? He hadn't even mentioned it to anyone yet.
“A Rolex would be nice,” Junsu murmured. “Thanks.”
---
very high chance of a sequel. feel like there's unfinihed bizz OTL.
but anyway, you gais. YOOSU BOOK. WE NEED TO MAKE IT HAPPEN, BUT THEY NEED OUR HELP SO IF YOU GUYS ARE UP FOR IT . SO GO THERE AND SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO K? http://community.livejournal.com/yoosubook/1302.html
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: Smut. Like kinky this time.
Rating: NC-17
Length: The Giggling Sluts Series 7
Summary: Junsu is wearing something crazy.
An: be_ddelusionall's birthday fic. CONGRATS STAY AWESOME. HURRAY.
Junsu stared at himself in the mirror, wondering how close to insanity he really was, or that he had maybe already crossed that line when buying fishnet stockings.
“What are you doing?” he whispered to himself, adjusting the bunny ears on his head. “You're wearing lipstick for god's sake.” He touched the corners of his lips where it had gotten a bit messy and turned around to look at his ass in the mirror. He touched the white ball of fluff on the top of his ass and adjusted the thong in his ass and shook his head. “Borderline psycho is what this is,” he murmured. He stared at the red heels lying on the bed and hesitated. He'd break his neck. He'd fall and make a fool of himself. He'd...manage.
He sighed loudly, knowing very well that no one was there to hear him. He waddled over to the bed and sat down. He took both the heels in his hands and twirled them around. “Is this even sexy?” he muttered as he slipped them on. He stood up and as he thought, he'd manage. He stood in front of the large mirror put one hand on his hip, pushing his ass back and took a picture of himself with his phone. He looked at it, tightened the collar around his neck a bit and made a new one.
And now for the real decision. If he sends it, there's no going back. And what's the worst that can happen? Either he'll be turned on and rush home or he'll laugh at him and he'll cry himself to sleep or he'll ignore him and Junsu will pack his bags and disappear forever.
It was worth the shot. He sent it. And now all he could do was wait. But clearly not long, because barely a minute passed when his phone dinged.
15 minutes max. Do not move.
Junsu's heart was beating in his throat, his hands started shaking. He was so relieved he could cry. He spent fifteen minutes trying to come up with the best way to welcome his man. Should he be lying on the bed? Or maybe downstairs on the couch? On the cupboard in the hallway? Should he be standing? He decided on the bedroom. He wanted this to be a long night, and being hunched over the kitchen table was good for quickies, not for long dirty sex and long dirty sex was exactly what Junsu was aiming for. If this was what he needed to go through to get what he wanted he was more than willing.
He sat down on the bed and grabbed the black plastic bag lying next to it and took out the last few items the were going to have fun with.
The grey wolf ears and tail. He wondered if Yoochun was willing to wear them. He hoped for it, but if he wasn't Junsu would make good use of them another time. And then there was the one thing that started it all. The bunny tail buttplug.
He had come across it on the internet by accident and had ordered it immediately. How couldn't he? It looked so...hot. They had a buttplug already but it was nothing like this right here. Theirs was black and boring.
This little fluffy tail, with it's soft white fur and smooth surface. The plug was thick, thicker than the one ion the wolf tail and thicker than the one they already had.
He stared at it, let his fingers glide over the smooth surface and felt his cock tingle in his bustier. He unconsciously brought the plug to his mouth, mouth already half open when he heard the front door open.
“Shit,” he hissed and threw the empty bag on the floor. He scattered the toys on the bed, before crawling on it and sitting down on his knees. He heard rushed footsteps on the stairs and then in the hallway- Junsu couldn't breath- and then the door swung open.
“Fuck me,” Yoochun breathed.
Junsu moaned.
“I can't even-what-why- Stand up,” Yoochun panted and Junsu did as he was told and tried to get off the bed as gracefully as possible. He hoped that his lipstick hadn't been smudged when he stood in front of him.
He put his hands under Yoochun's jacket and pushed it off his shoulders.
And then Yoochun's hands were all over him. He clashed their mouths together in a hard and bruising kiss, with one hand on his waist and the other on his ass. Junsu felt wobbly on his heels but managed to walk backwards without going through his ankle.
Yoochun pushed him onto the bed and crawled over him before taking a breath. His eyes wondered towards the toys lying near the pillows and Junsu saw his eyes darken over.
His lips had gotten red with Junsu's lipstick, smudged to the side of his mouth and on his chin. Junsu let out a moan and moved to kiss him again, but Yoochun stopped him. He reached over to the wolf's ears.
“Am I a big bad wolf?” he asked. “Is that...is that a bunny buttplug? Fuck, turn around. Turn around, Turn around.”
Junsu bit his lip and started to turn around when Yoochun grabbed his face and slobbered another kiss on him.
“God, I don't know where to start,” he panted. “Where do I start?”
“Clothes off?” Junsu suggested and started unbuttoning Yoochun's shirt. Yoochun let his hands wonder over Junsu's thighs, spreading his legs apart and grazing his crotch.
“Let me take more pictures,” he said. “Just for us. Look at those lips, this ass...”
Junsu hesitated for a second before nodding. Yoochun grabbed Junsu's phone from the night stand and told Junsu to stay still. He snapped a picture of him with his legs spread and one of him on his knees. He grabbed a full hand of Junsu's ass and pressed his hard clothed cock against him. “Less clothes,” Junsu groaned and turned his head to look at him. “Wolves don't wear clothes.”
“Bunnies don't fucking wear thongs, slut,” Yoochun said and Junsu saw him raise his hand before bringing it down onto his ass hard. Junsu moaned at the lashing sting and threw his head back. The bunny ears slipped off and Yoochun picked them up and put them back on him. His hands went down over his back and he tugged on the zipper of his bustier. He pulled it off Junsu's chest and helped him sit up on his knees. Junsu turned around to face him and pushed his tongue into Yoochun's mouth as deep as he could. He tugged on his clothes, getting rid of everything one by one until he was finally naked and Junsu finally put the wolf ears on him.
“God, Junsu, what is this,” Yoochun panted and pressed their bodies together. “You're a wet dream.”
“I'm happy you're liking this,” Junsu said hoarsely, and pushed the bust down to his hips, sliding it down to his knees, finally freeing his aching cock and pressing it against Yoochun's.
Yoochun slid one finger between Junsu's collar and Junsu's neck. “All these toys,” he said. “There's no doubt I love playing with them, but do you?”
Junsu tasted lipstick on his lips and let out a quivering breath. He reached behind him and picked up the last two toys for that night. “I love these,” he said.
“Sweet mother of...” he touched the long wolf's tail, eyes widened in surprise. “One for you and one for me?”
“If...you want?” Junsu said and brought the plug of the fluffy bunny tail to his lips, smearing it with his lipstick. “I want,” Yoochun said. “Fuck, I want it all.”
“Lie down,” Junsu said and got off the bed. He kicked off his heels and slid the bustier and stockings off before getting their lube out of the closet. He made sure the bunny ears stayed where they were.
He crawled back onto the bed where Yoochun was leaning against the headboard, with Junsu's lipstick smudging his face. Junsu could never have imagined how much of a turn on that was.
“Do we do each other or...?”
“I want to watch,” Yoochun said.
“Me too,” Junsu smiled.
They spread their legs simultaneously and squirted lube onto each others fingers. Junsu watched Yoochun coat his fingers and tease his own hole for a few seconds before pushing one in. It took all his willpower not to start jerking off like a madman and instead he followed Yoochun's lead and started preparing himself.
They stared at each other, losing themselves in each others action and before he knew it Junsu was freely fingerfucking himself with no restrictions whatsoever.
Yoochun pulled Junsu closer by his collar before taking the white bunny plug. They exchanged slow kisses while Yoochun pressed it into him. Junsu shivered against him, letting out a low guttural moan.
Yoochun pushed his wolf's tail into himself and Junsu wrapped his fingers around the tail. “Do you like it?”
Yoochun put both his hands on Junsu's face and kissed him without saying a word. He laid him down and they spent sweet minutes kissing and frotting until Junsu thought he'd could cum any second now. With all his willpower he pushed Yoochun up and turned him onto his back.
He wanted to see his lipstick on Yoochun's dick before that dick was going to drill him into heaven. He leaned down and wrapped his lips around the tip of Yoochun's cock. He bobbed up and down, smearing his lipstick the best he could, earning long, low moans and then there was the sound of a camera. He looked up at Yoochun, cock still in his mouth and there was that sound again.
“You look amazing,” Yoochun explained. “A fucking dream.”
Junsu let Yoochun's cock slip out of his mouth and tugged on the wolf's tail softly. “Does it feel like a dream?” he asked. He sat up and turned his back to him. The white ball of fluff protruded between his ass cheeks, he put his ears on straight and said: “Take a picture.”
Yoochun snapped away before pulling Junsu into his lap. The plug inside him moved, grazing his prostate, making him scream. Yoochun growled and rocked him in his lap before shoving his hand under Junsu's ass and pulling out the plug.
“Fast and hard or slow and deep?” he asked looking straight in the eyes. Junsu felt something that was lust for a second there and couldn't push it away. “Slow,” he said, “slow and deep.”
Yoochun nodded and flipped them over, capturing Junsu under him. Junsu spread his legs, hooking them around Yoochun's hips. He felt Yoochun's hand guide his cock into Junsu's hole and sighed in pleasure when it was finally in.
Yoochun's moans were like music to his ears, an amazing heart wrenching symphony he just couldn't get over. “Yoochun,” he panted, “Yoochun, Yoochun, Yoochun.”
Yoochun kissed him, picking up a rhythm, slow, deep, thorough. He fisted Junsu's cock and stroked it as they moved.
Junsu's heart felt like exploding. He clung onto him with all his might, kissed him with all he had and clenched down on his cock as much as he could.
“I'm so close, baby,” Yoochun murmured into his mouth. “You're a dream. A fucking fantasy.”
“Me too, baby,” Junsu answered. “Oh god, me too...”
Yoochun's strokes sped up together with his thrusts and Junsu bit down on Yoochun's lower lip as he came, hard into Yoochun's hand.
Yoochun brought his hand up to Junsu's face and mixed his lipstick with his come before kissing again. He came, crying into Junsu's mouth and squirting into his ass.
The room was filled with their heavy panting for a while. Yoochun reached for his buttplug and pulled it out. Junsu had forgotten about that, but realized that that must have triggered those loud moans in the beginning.
Junsu held him tight, not wanting to let go, knowing that the next time they'd have time for each other again could be in weeks. He wasn't supposed to care, Yoochun wasn't supposed to matter, the stuff mattered, the things, the clothes...
“Thank you,” Yoochun said hoarsely. “You were amazing...I have a few hours if you want to go shopping if you want...”
“I need a new-” Yoochun was already pushing himself up and Junsu regretted talking immediately. “Nothing. I don't need anything,” he quickly said. “Nothing I can't get tomorrow.”
“I'll give you my creditcard. I know you didn't put on high heels because you're into that. Buy yourself a birthday present. Something nice, a Rolex for example.”
Junsu was too stunned to answer. He remembered it was his birthday in a week? He hadn't even mentioned it to anyone yet.
“A Rolex would be nice,” Junsu murmured. “Thanks.”
---
very high chance of a sequel. feel like there's unfinihed bizz OTL.
but anyway, you gais. YOOSU BOOK. WE NEED TO MAKE IT HAPPEN, BUT THEY NEED OUR HELP SO IF YOU GUYS ARE UP FOR IT . SO GO THERE AND SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO K? http://community.livejournal.com/yoosubook/1302.html