{Fiction - YooSu} The Mighty Red Manicured Pimp Hand 6
Title: The Mighty Red Manicured Pimp Hand
Author: egoisticfreak
Paring: YooSu, JaeMinHo
Genre: Crack, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 6/20
Beta: lady_shira32
Summary: Pimp Yoochun went to his favorite strip club and his BFF dropped him something about a heavenly ass stripper. When he saw him dance his ass out of heaven, the pimp decided to use every power on his PIMP hand to get the heavenly ass...
Chapter 6 - Gifts and Letters
Junsu went to Starducks and ordered the same tall vanilla latte. He chilled out for almost 2 hours and 15 minutes inside the café. He wanted to distract himself from his dream last night, but he’s failing… a lot. This was when Minshi, the barista from before, approached him with a package on her hands.
“Mr. Kim Junsu?” Junsu nodded.
“Someone wanted to give this to you.” She handed a red package tied with a golden and glittery ribbon to Junsu, who, in turn, accepted it with an innocent smile. After the barista walked away, Junsu opened the said package.
“Who gave this to me?” The image of the Mighty Pimp Yoochun popped into his mind. He shook his head to get rid of the greasy smirk plastered on the face of the said pimp. “What the hell?! Why the heck is his face floating around my brain?!” He continued unwrapping the package. His eyes widened in disbelief and he felt his cheeks (not butt cheeks!) flush when he saw a PYREX dildo encased in a pyramidal container. {click here}
He quickly took his bag and put the newly opened package inside. He noticed a paper fell from the wrapper in his haste to hide his ‘gift’.
“THAT PIMP WILL SERIOUSLY RECEIVE ANOTHER BITCH SLAP!!!” he thought when he read the note that said:
Think of me whenever you use it.
- Park Yoochun
Yoochun smirked as he noticed the obvious flushed reaction of his future heavenly ass bitch. He didn’t realize that he wanted that darn fuckbutt to blush all the time. FUCK! He’s imagining things again… He can feel the awakening of the lil’ one.
“CONTROL, PIMP… TAKE IT SLOW… BREEAAAAATTTHHHEEEE…” He soothed his mind, watching Junsu walk out of the café. He smiled the infamous pimp smile and decided to go back to his office.
A few moments in his office and the pimp was already bored to death. Seriously, he was rich enough to have his own PIMP COUNTRY, but then there’ll be no one to be with him. OH MOTHERFUCKIN’ BULLDOG WHO FUCKED SHITZU BULLSHIT! He was starting to go all “EMO”. HELL NO! He’s THE Park Yoochun! The mightiest of all pimps! He pimps mortal beings and makes money out of them. He’s the most powerful Cassanova in the history of Vegas, not to mention the most influential PIMP. Why on earth would he want someone to be with him 24/7 when he can easily change partners every 30 minutes? “DAMN THAT ASS OF A BITCH!” he shouted and stopped when he heard someone bump on the door. His sex secretary, Sumi, came in kneading her forehead. The pimp smiled at his secretary and she handed him a bunch of documents, then off she went out of his office. He signed and continued his work, but stopped when another idea for a gift that he will give to Junsu popped up. He buzzed Sumi and after exactly 5 seconds, she came knocking on the pimp door. She blinked her eyes plainly and waited for Yoochun’s orders.
“I’m sending you a link of an item. Buy that and deliver it to Junsu.” Sumi nodded and went out of the door. Yoochun smiled, knowing full well that his heavenly ass would totally love his gift.
~~~~
Junsu woke up from a nap (a 3-hour snooze to be exact) when he noticed it was already dark outside. He had another performance scheduled later tonight and for sure, he would definitely be seeing the pimp. He struggled and thought of what to do. He finally decided on playing his usual video games. After a few minutes of playing, he soon grew tired and cooked himself a nice dinner. While eating, he heard a knock on the door. He sighed looking at his awaiting food before heading out to open the door, only to be greeted by a man dressed in denim pants and wearing a newspaper boy cap.
“Yunho!” he greeted his friend.
“Hey!” replied his friend gheily. “Someone wanted to give you these.” He handed him two packages. One was wrapped in gold and glittery paper while the other was in a half-sized brown envelop.
“I’ll see you tonight!” He walked away and entered his own apartment.
“Thanks…” Junsu replied as he examined the gifts. He was positive that these were all from the pimp. “Why do I suddenly feel happy for getting all these gifts? Damn it!” He remembered the dream again and he shivered.
After finishing his dinner he looked up to the clock to check the time. It’s already 9pm. “I still have time before my performance, might as well chill at the moment.” He went to retrieve the packages he received earlier and sat on the couch. He opened the glittery package. The content made him roll his eyes.
“Predictable…” he muttered. It was another pyrex butt plug in a glass container, but this time it’s a vibrator type. {click here}
This made him laugh a bit. Did the pimp think he was that horny to play with these things? He cannot answer that for now. Setting the vibrating butt plug aside, he went on to check out the other package. When he opened the envelope, he was so surprised that he dropped half of the contents. It was all his pictures when he was still working at P.O.L.E., and every picture had the same words,
“Why did you leave this place? Don’t you know how much I want you?”
He shivered. Sweat dropped from his nose. He was scared of the ink that was used for writing. He knew the smell very well… The smell of blood. He remained still for almost half an hour. He wouldn’t have moved had his cell phone not ring. It was his boss, Jaejoong.
“Boss, what’s up?” he asked.
“Susu-ah,” Jaejoong greeted him. “Yoochun wants you in the VIP room tonight. Don’t worry; you don’t have to dance tonight. He paid more than your normal salary for a night, so it must be okay with you to hang out with him for like… uhmm… two hours or so.”Jaejoong said, toying with his fur coat.
“Errmmm…” Junsu was unsure of his answer because of the incident last night in the alley.
“Just say yes. Even though I don’t want you hanging out with him since you’re already busy, I couldn’t refuse him because he seriously fuckin’ begged me! It’s not really like him to grovel, so I thought he really wants to be with you, even for a couple of minutes. Is that alright with you? Hope you understand.” Jaejoong hung the phone up.
Junsu sighed. He had to get ready to leave for 10 pm. He walked towards the bathroom and took his second shower for the day. He shivered at the feel of ice cold water running down his smooth skin, yet, despite the cold, his body felt like it was on fire. Ever since he woke up this morning, he couldn’t think of nothing else but Yoochun. Yes, he finally called him Yoochun, without the “pimp” word attached to it. He knew that blood was starting to rush towards south, so he touched himself and stroked it gently. His breathing became shallow, but then his inner Catholic choir boy resurfaced.
“No, I don’t want to… I shouldn’t do this.” He told himself and continued to feel the icy touch of the shower.
~~~~
It was 10:05 pm and the pimp was starting to grow impatient. He stood up from the pimp chair and headed towards the door. He stopped in his tracks when Junsu entered the VIP room .The pimp smiled at the sight of his heavenly ass.
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Wee! I like this chapter. XDXDXD
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Author: egoisticfreak
Paring: YooSu, JaeMinHo
Genre: Crack, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 6/20
Beta: lady_shira32
Summary: Pimp Yoochun went to his favorite strip club and his BFF dropped him something about a heavenly ass stripper. When he saw him dance his ass out of heaven, the pimp decided to use every power on his PIMP hand to get the heavenly ass...
Chapter 6 - Gifts and Letters
Junsu went to Starducks and ordered the same tall vanilla latte. He chilled out for almost 2 hours and 15 minutes inside the café. He wanted to distract himself from his dream last night, but he’s failing… a lot. This was when Minshi, the barista from before, approached him with a package on her hands.
“Mr. Kim Junsu?” Junsu nodded.
“Someone wanted to give this to you.” She handed a red package tied with a golden and glittery ribbon to Junsu, who, in turn, accepted it with an innocent smile. After the barista walked away, Junsu opened the said package.
“Who gave this to me?” The image of the Mighty Pimp Yoochun popped into his mind. He shook his head to get rid of the greasy smirk plastered on the face of the said pimp. “What the hell?! Why the heck is his face floating around my brain?!” He continued unwrapping the package. His eyes widened in disbelief and he felt his cheeks (not butt cheeks!) flush when he saw a PYREX dildo encased in a pyramidal container. {click here}
He quickly took his bag and put the newly opened package inside. He noticed a paper fell from the wrapper in his haste to hide his ‘gift’.
“THAT PIMP WILL SERIOUSLY RECEIVE ANOTHER BITCH SLAP!!!” he thought when he read the note that said:
Think of me whenever you use it.
- Park Yoochun
Yoochun smirked as he noticed the obvious flushed reaction of his future heavenly ass bitch. He didn’t realize that he wanted that darn fuckbutt to blush all the time. FUCK! He’s imagining things again… He can feel the awakening of the lil’ one.
“CONTROL, PIMP… TAKE IT SLOW… BREEAAAAATTTHHHEEEE…” He soothed his mind, watching Junsu walk out of the café. He smiled the infamous pimp smile and decided to go back to his office.
A few moments in his office and the pimp was already bored to death. Seriously, he was rich enough to have his own PIMP COUNTRY, but then there’ll be no one to be with him. OH MOTHERFUCKIN’ BULLDOG WHO FUCKED SHITZU BULLSHIT! He was starting to go all “EMO”. HELL NO! He’s THE Park Yoochun! The mightiest of all pimps! He pimps mortal beings and makes money out of them. He’s the most powerful Cassanova in the history of Vegas, not to mention the most influential PIMP. Why on earth would he want someone to be with him 24/7 when he can easily change partners every 30 minutes? “DAMN THAT ASS OF A BITCH!” he shouted and stopped when he heard someone bump on the door. His sex secretary, Sumi, came in kneading her forehead. The pimp smiled at his secretary and she handed him a bunch of documents, then off she went out of his office. He signed and continued his work, but stopped when another idea for a gift that he will give to Junsu popped up. He buzzed Sumi and after exactly 5 seconds, she came knocking on the pimp door. She blinked her eyes plainly and waited for Yoochun’s orders.
“I’m sending you a link of an item. Buy that and deliver it to Junsu.” Sumi nodded and went out of the door. Yoochun smiled, knowing full well that his heavenly ass would totally love his gift.
~~~~
Junsu woke up from a nap (a 3-hour snooze to be exact) when he noticed it was already dark outside. He had another performance scheduled later tonight and for sure, he would definitely be seeing the pimp. He struggled and thought of what to do. He finally decided on playing his usual video games. After a few minutes of playing, he soon grew tired and cooked himself a nice dinner. While eating, he heard a knock on the door. He sighed looking at his awaiting food before heading out to open the door, only to be greeted by a man dressed in denim pants and wearing a newspaper boy cap.
“Yunho!” he greeted his friend.
“Hey!” replied his friend gheily. “Someone wanted to give you these.” He handed him two packages. One was wrapped in gold and glittery paper while the other was in a half-sized brown envelop.
“I’ll see you tonight!” He walked away and entered his own apartment.
“Thanks…” Junsu replied as he examined the gifts. He was positive that these were all from the pimp. “Why do I suddenly feel happy for getting all these gifts? Damn it!” He remembered the dream again and he shivered.
After finishing his dinner he looked up to the clock to check the time. It’s already 9pm. “I still have time before my performance, might as well chill at the moment.” He went to retrieve the packages he received earlier and sat on the couch. He opened the glittery package. The content made him roll his eyes.
“Predictable…” he muttered. It was another pyrex butt plug in a glass container, but this time it’s a vibrator type. {click here}
This made him laugh a bit. Did the pimp think he was that horny to play with these things? He cannot answer that for now. Setting the vibrating butt plug aside, he went on to check out the other package. When he opened the envelope, he was so surprised that he dropped half of the contents. It was all his pictures when he was still working at P.O.L.E., and every picture had the same words,
“Why did you leave this place? Don’t you know how much I want you?”
He shivered. Sweat dropped from his nose. He was scared of the ink that was used for writing. He knew the smell very well… The smell of blood. He remained still for almost half an hour. He wouldn’t have moved had his cell phone not ring. It was his boss, Jaejoong.
“Boss, what’s up?” he asked.
“Susu-ah,” Jaejoong greeted him. “Yoochun wants you in the VIP room tonight. Don’t worry; you don’t have to dance tonight. He paid more than your normal salary for a night, so it must be okay with you to hang out with him for like… uhmm… two hours or so.”Jaejoong said, toying with his fur coat.
“Errmmm…” Junsu was unsure of his answer because of the incident last night in the alley.
“Just say yes. Even though I don’t want you hanging out with him since you’re already busy, I couldn’t refuse him because he seriously fuckin’ begged me! It’s not really like him to grovel, so I thought he really wants to be with you, even for a couple of minutes. Is that alright with you? Hope you understand.” Jaejoong hung the phone up.
Junsu sighed. He had to get ready to leave for 10 pm. He walked towards the bathroom and took his second shower for the day. He shivered at the feel of ice cold water running down his smooth skin, yet, despite the cold, his body felt like it was on fire. Ever since he woke up this morning, he couldn’t think of nothing else but Yoochun. Yes, he finally called him Yoochun, without the “pimp” word attached to it. He knew that blood was starting to rush towards south, so he touched himself and stroked it gently. His breathing became shallow, but then his inner Catholic choir boy resurfaced.
“No, I don’t want to… I shouldn’t do this.” He told himself and continued to feel the icy touch of the shower.
~~~~
It was 10:05 pm and the pimp was starting to grow impatient. He stood up from the pimp chair and headed towards the door. He stopped in his tracks when Junsu entered the VIP room .The pimp smiled at the sight of his heavenly ass.
~~
Wee! I like this chapter. XDXDXD
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