Bored
"I am soooo bored," was the only warning he got before the manga he was reading was unceremoniously snatched from his hand and thrown to the ground.
"What the fuck Su, have some respect for Kubo!" Yoochun swore, and with body twists that would have won him first place in a game of twister, managed to retrieve his well worn copy of bleach without falling of the bed.
"if you showed, this much dedication to sports, you wouldn't have such a scrawny ass," Junsu remarked, shaking his head sadly at Yoochun's valiant attempt to rescue his manga.
"Look who is speaking Mr. Chub.....YEAAAAHH...NO BITING! CUT IT OFF SU, IT HURTS!“
"nngfhytg nh bhgggg"
"What? Owww...oww...let..go it hurts....OWWWW!"
Junsu let go of Yoochun's nipple to scream "TAKE IT BACK!" before latching on harder than the nipple clamps they had used last night.
"AAAAAHH.....FAYNE! You are not chubby, OUCH... you..you are a beautiful...full figured man who OWWW....who deserves his body to be worshiped!"
Yoochun whimpered as Junsu finally let go after one last vicious bite and blood started circulating back to his abused mannip.
"Yoochun," poke,
"Yoochun," poke
"Yoochun," poke
"STOP POKING ME!" Yoochun yelled and body tackled the man continuously poking his forehead.
"DAMMIT JUNSU, WHAT IS IT?"
Not getting a coherent reply, he loosened his choke hold on the man gasping in the most unbecoming fashion under him and permitted him to speak.
"I am bored"
