How Strong is Your Selfie Game? 1/2
Title: How Strong is Your Selfie Game?
Author: chocolet89
Pairing: Junho/Junsu
Rating: NC-17 (R for this part)
Length: 1/2 (Two-Shot)
Genre: Incest, Smut, Cross-dressing
Warning: Incest
Summary: Junho comes across a photo of Junsu in a mini skirt and thigh high stockings
"Umm … Junsu?"
"Yeah?" Junsu answered, half turning his head in Junho's direction as he continued to arrange the pile of video games that were in his hands back on the shelf .
Junho didn't answer straight away and Junsu paused in his stacking to glance at his brother only to see the older man gazing intently at something on Junsu's phone that was currently in his hands. Placing the few cases that he had left to go down on the coffee table, Junsu joined his brother on the couch, slinging an arm around his shoulders as he took a seat beside him.
"What's u-"
Junsu's question broke off as he caught sight of what his brother was staring at.
Junho turned his head to look Junsu right in the eyes.
"Care to explain this Su?" Junho asked as he tossed the phone onto the coffee table.
Junsu gulped and tried to stand up and back away but his body felt like it was frozen and wouldn't move.
"Umm …"
"Don't tell me you were drunk because I know you can't drink. Everyone knows you can't. Just one glass of anything alcohol related and you're pretty much a goner," Junho stated in a matter of fact voice.
Junsu cleared his throat as he felt his skin flush under his brother's intense gaze. His arm that had been around Junho's shoulder slipped off as he tried to think of an excuse.
"I was … curious?" he squeaked out.
"Curious?"
Wrong answer. One of Junho's eyebrows rose up in question and Junsu realized that there was going to be no way around this.
Again, his eyes went back to the photo on the screen and he couldn't help but shiver.
The photo was a 'selfie' that he had taken a few weeks ago in the privacy of his bedroom.
Selfies were normal these days - like really who hasn't taken one? What was different though, were the clothes that he was wearing in the photo.
In the photo, Junsu was posing in front of his full length mirror wearing a black and white plaid mini skirt with black thigh high stockings and a white long sleeved fishnet crop top.
Not something you would see in an everyday selfie of a man.
"Umm …" he really needed to start speaking proper sentences.
"Curious about what?"
Junsu jumped as the words were spoken right against his ear and it was then that he realized Junho has somehow shifted closer, ridding any distance that had been between them.
"I … I wanted to see how it felt to be in those kind of clothes," Junsu mumbled, trying to ignore the way his heart beat faster when Junho's breath hit his skin with every inhale and exhale.
"That's a really interesting excuse Su," Junho said in a low voice and again Junsu tried to ignore how that tone made him feel butterflies in his stomach.
"I-I was looking at photos on instagram that were tagged with selfie and women always seem to look so much prettier in their selfies and they always get so many more likes and comments on them while men hardly get any."
It was a lame reason and he knew he was blabbering but his mind was just a crazy mess right now and he really had no idea what he was saying.
Junho chuckled making Junsu squirm again.
"So you got jealous of how much more attention women got in their sexy outfits and decided you'd try to wear their clothing to get the same attention? Did you post this photo on instagram to see how many likes and comments it would get then?"
Junsu blushed and quickly shook his head.
"N-no of course not, no way, I can't, I mean-"
Junho chuckled again, interrupting Junsu's pathetic blabbering.
"I know you can't. Of course you can't. What would happen if the fans of Kim Junsu saw a photo of him cross dressing huh? Well, they'd probably love it just as much as I do."
Junsu's head shot up as he stared at his brother in shock.
"Wha-"
"Will you wear it for me Su? Please? Just me, no one else?" Junho asked as he slowly trailed a hand up Junsu's bare thigh.
Junsu's breath hitched as he watched Junho's hand move, pausing only when he reached the bottom of Junsu's shorts.
"H-hyung," Junsu's body stilled again as his mind tried to make sense of what was happening. Junho's hand was on his thigh, in a very non-brotherly way.
His own brother was touching him? This was wrong. Very wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Wrong? Then why was his cock suddenly twitching in his pants?
"Stop rejecting me Su," Junho whispered, one hand still on his thigh while the other moved to slip around his waist.
"You know you want me. I know you want me. We've wanted each other since we were old enough to know what sex is, to know that we both prefer guys over girls."
"N-no," Junsu stammered but they both knew that that word was a blatant lie.
"You're out of excuses Su. First you said you were experimenting between both genders and I was okay with that, but then you got together with Yoochun, only to break up with him not long after when you explained that the main reason was you both preferred to bottom in a relationship.
You said it was wrong for us to experiment together because we were brothers but then you let slip that Yoochun had let Yoohwan fuck him - as an experiment - and to this day, they still do it occasionally if they're both single and not committed in a relationship, and you didn't mention how wrong that was or that it was disgusting."
Junsu stayed quiet. Junho was right about everything he'd just said.
"I see the way you look at me Su, I see how jealous you get when you see the other guys on our soccer team get close to me. I see the way your eyes linger on my body when I come out of the shower. But it's not those things that give you away. The thing that gave you away, is that photo," Junho nodded to the phone on the coffee table, the photo still occupying the screen.
"You didn't choose that particular outfit at random. Wanna know the real reason?"
Junsu bit his lip and didn't answer. Junho just smiled as he slipped the hand that was on Junsu's waist under his shirt to caress the smooth skin underneath.
"The real reason is because … you know I have a fetish. We confessed some things to each other not long ago when we had one of those serious talks remember? And I'm sure you remembered what I said. A fetish for miniskirts, a fetish for thigh high stockings, a fetish for … cross dressing," on the last word Junho leant in close and nipped lightly on the area just below Junsu's ear.
"Hyungg," Junsu gasped out, hands clenching as he tried to hold back the moan that threatened to escape past his lips.
"Just give in Su, there's no point in holding back. Give us what we both want."
Junsu opened his mouth to say no just as Junho sucked the skin between his teeth and bit hard and then his protest turned into a moan instead.
"I'll make you feel good Su, I'll take good care of you and make you come as many times as you want," Junho crooned into his ear as he continued caressing Junsu's skin under his shirt while squeezing his thigh with the other hand.
Junsu felt his resolve crumble at those words, the way Junho said them - it made him want to give in, made him want to submit himself to Junho's caresses. He'd wanted Junho for so long but he always reminded himself that they were brothers and that they should never ever go down that path.
But Junho was everything he wanted in a partner - tall, handsome, a toned body with broad shoulders, a person that would dote on him, spoil him, care for him, be there for him when he was having rough days, everything.
"W-will you really?" Junsu whispered.
"Of course," Junho replied with a kiss to his cheek.
Slowly Junsu nodded his head, letting go the last of his resolve.
Junho smiled.
"So will you wear it for me now?"
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Part 1 | Part 2
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A/N: I'm alive! If you've made it this far, thank you for reading and I will hopefully have the second half of this fic finished by the end of the week but no promises >_< I was going to wait until I'd finished writing the whole fic before posting, but I'm just really excited that my muse is slowly coming back for writing and I just really wanted to share this with you all ^^ Please do comment on what you think about this fic, it's been so long since I've last written anything that I'm kind of worried my writing has gone downhill =[ that and I miss getting comments :33
On another note ... I apologize to any of my readers who have been waiting for me to update my chaptered fic E&C, I'm really really sorry to keep you all waiting but reality has just been really harsh this past year and it still is. I haven't had the motivation to write at all and it's only just this past week that my muse is slowly coming back. I can't promise when I can update, just know that I'm not abandoning it, never! I just don't want to write something now that's halfhearted and palm it off as finished. I've put a lot of effort into this particular fic and so I know that when I finally do update it, I don't want to disappoint myself or you guys either, I want to make sure I'm a hundred percent sure I'm happy with it (or maybe even 99.9% =]). Anyway I should just shut up now about this ~
Author: chocolet89
Pairing: Junho/Junsu
Rating: NC-17 (R for this part)
Length: 1/2 (Two-Shot)
Genre: Incest, Smut, Cross-dressing
Warning: Incest
Summary: Junho comes across a photo of Junsu in a mini skirt and thigh high stockings
"Umm … Junsu?"
"Yeah?" Junsu answered, half turning his head in Junho's direction as he continued to arrange the pile of video games that were in his hands back on the shelf .
Junho didn't answer straight away and Junsu paused in his stacking to glance at his brother only to see the older man gazing intently at something on Junsu's phone that was currently in his hands. Placing the few cases that he had left to go down on the coffee table, Junsu joined his brother on the couch, slinging an arm around his shoulders as he took a seat beside him.
"What's u-"
Junsu's question broke off as he caught sight of what his brother was staring at.
Junho turned his head to look Junsu right in the eyes.
"Care to explain this Su?" Junho asked as he tossed the phone onto the coffee table.
Junsu gulped and tried to stand up and back away but his body felt like it was frozen and wouldn't move.
"Umm …"
"Don't tell me you were drunk because I know you can't drink. Everyone knows you can't. Just one glass of anything alcohol related and you're pretty much a goner," Junho stated in a matter of fact voice.
Junsu cleared his throat as he felt his skin flush under his brother's intense gaze. His arm that had been around Junho's shoulder slipped off as he tried to think of an excuse.
"I was … curious?" he squeaked out.
"Curious?"
Wrong answer. One of Junho's eyebrows rose up in question and Junsu realized that there was going to be no way around this.
Again, his eyes went back to the photo on the screen and he couldn't help but shiver.
The photo was a 'selfie' that he had taken a few weeks ago in the privacy of his bedroom.
Selfies were normal these days - like really who hasn't taken one? What was different though, were the clothes that he was wearing in the photo.
In the photo, Junsu was posing in front of his full length mirror wearing a black and white plaid mini skirt with black thigh high stockings and a white long sleeved fishnet crop top.
Not something you would see in an everyday selfie of a man.
"Umm …" he really needed to start speaking proper sentences.
"Curious about what?"
Junsu jumped as the words were spoken right against his ear and it was then that he realized Junho has somehow shifted closer, ridding any distance that had been between them.
"I … I wanted to see how it felt to be in those kind of clothes," Junsu mumbled, trying to ignore the way his heart beat faster when Junho's breath hit his skin with every inhale and exhale.
"That's a really interesting excuse Su," Junho said in a low voice and again Junsu tried to ignore how that tone made him feel butterflies in his stomach.
"I-I was looking at photos on instagram that were tagged with selfie and women always seem to look so much prettier in their selfies and they always get so many more likes and comments on them while men hardly get any."
It was a lame reason and he knew he was blabbering but his mind was just a crazy mess right now and he really had no idea what he was saying.
Junho chuckled making Junsu squirm again.
"So you got jealous of how much more attention women got in their sexy outfits and decided you'd try to wear their clothing to get the same attention? Did you post this photo on instagram to see how many likes and comments it would get then?"
Junsu blushed and quickly shook his head.
"N-no of course not, no way, I can't, I mean-"
Junho chuckled again, interrupting Junsu's pathetic blabbering.
"I know you can't. Of course you can't. What would happen if the fans of Kim Junsu saw a photo of him cross dressing huh? Well, they'd probably love it just as much as I do."
Junsu's head shot up as he stared at his brother in shock.
"Wha-"
"Will you wear it for me Su? Please? Just me, no one else?" Junho asked as he slowly trailed a hand up Junsu's bare thigh.
Junsu's breath hitched as he watched Junho's hand move, pausing only when he reached the bottom of Junsu's shorts.
"H-hyung," Junsu's body stilled again as his mind tried to make sense of what was happening. Junho's hand was on his thigh, in a very non-brotherly way.
His own brother was touching him? This was wrong. Very wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Wrong? Then why was his cock suddenly twitching in his pants?
"Stop rejecting me Su," Junho whispered, one hand still on his thigh while the other moved to slip around his waist.
"You know you want me. I know you want me. We've wanted each other since we were old enough to know what sex is, to know that we both prefer guys over girls."
"N-no," Junsu stammered but they both knew that that word was a blatant lie.
"You're out of excuses Su. First you said you were experimenting between both genders and I was okay with that, but then you got together with Yoochun, only to break up with him not long after when you explained that the main reason was you both preferred to bottom in a relationship.
You said it was wrong for us to experiment together because we were brothers but then you let slip that Yoochun had let Yoohwan fuck him - as an experiment - and to this day, they still do it occasionally if they're both single and not committed in a relationship, and you didn't mention how wrong that was or that it was disgusting."
Junsu stayed quiet. Junho was right about everything he'd just said.
"I see the way you look at me Su, I see how jealous you get when you see the other guys on our soccer team get close to me. I see the way your eyes linger on my body when I come out of the shower. But it's not those things that give you away. The thing that gave you away, is that photo," Junho nodded to the phone on the coffee table, the photo still occupying the screen.
"You didn't choose that particular outfit at random. Wanna know the real reason?"
Junsu bit his lip and didn't answer. Junho just smiled as he slipped the hand that was on Junsu's waist under his shirt to caress the smooth skin underneath.
"The real reason is because … you know I have a fetish. We confessed some things to each other not long ago when we had one of those serious talks remember? And I'm sure you remembered what I said. A fetish for miniskirts, a fetish for thigh high stockings, a fetish for … cross dressing," on the last word Junho leant in close and nipped lightly on the area just below Junsu's ear.
"Hyungg," Junsu gasped out, hands clenching as he tried to hold back the moan that threatened to escape past his lips.
"Just give in Su, there's no point in holding back. Give us what we both want."
Junsu opened his mouth to say no just as Junho sucked the skin between his teeth and bit hard and then his protest turned into a moan instead.
"I'll make you feel good Su, I'll take good care of you and make you come as many times as you want," Junho crooned into his ear as he continued caressing Junsu's skin under his shirt while squeezing his thigh with the other hand.
Junsu felt his resolve crumble at those words, the way Junho said them - it made him want to give in, made him want to submit himself to Junho's caresses. He'd wanted Junho for so long but he always reminded himself that they were brothers and that they should never ever go down that path.
But Junho was everything he wanted in a partner - tall, handsome, a toned body with broad shoulders, a person that would dote on him, spoil him, care for him, be there for him when he was having rough days, everything.
"W-will you really?" Junsu whispered.
"Of course," Junho replied with a kiss to his cheek.
Slowly Junsu nodded his head, letting go the last of his resolve.
Junho smiled.
"So will you wear it for me now?"
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Part 1 | Part 2
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A/N: I'm alive! If you've made it this far, thank you for reading and I will hopefully have the second half of this fic finished by the end of the week but no promises >_< I was going to wait until I'd finished writing the whole fic before posting, but I'm just really excited that my muse is slowly coming back for writing and I just really wanted to share this with you all ^^ Please do comment on what you think about this fic, it's been so long since I've last written anything that I'm kind of worried my writing has gone downhill =[ that and I miss getting comments :33
On another note ... I apologize to any of my readers who have been waiting for me to update my chaptered fic E&C, I'm really really sorry to keep you all waiting but reality has just been really harsh this past year and it still is. I haven't had the motivation to write at all and it's only just this past week that my muse is slowly coming back. I can't promise when I can update, just know that I'm not abandoning it, never! I just don't want to write something now that's halfhearted and palm it off as finished. I've put a lot of effort into this particular fic and so I know that when I finally do update it, I don't want to disappoint myself or you guys either, I want to make sure I'm a hundred percent sure I'm happy with it (or maybe even 99.9% =]). Anyway I should just shut up now about this ~