Good Morning
Title: Good Morning
Genre: Quick smut
Rating: R
Pairing: Junho/Rhia
Summary: Junho makes Rhia lose her concentration while she's trying to do chores.
Author's Note: It's 1k words... Not much to this. It's a drabble
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM
I sighed as I scrubbed the plate in my hand, it was coming clean but my arm was getting tired. I switched my footing and heard a noise from behind him. I smiled as I felt hands slide around my hips and fingers entangled themselves at my stomach. “Morning.”
“Mm,” Junho groaned, resting his chin on my shoulder.
“How was your sleep?”
I felt him nudge me, “Mika kicks a lot.”
A smile appeared on my lips as I leaned my head against his in an apologetic motion, “I know she does.” I wasn't fond of sharing a bed, much less sharing with three people. I was used to having Junho sleep with me but Mika had come for the weekend which meant more sharing. Two fit comfortably, three fit awkwardly. Laying on my side was something I didn't mind but it wasn't comfortable for the whole night and if I turned the opposite way, I was face to face with Junho. I had a thing about looking people in the eye while we were in bed. I hated the idea of waking up to see someone looking back at me or watching me while I slept.
“Wonder what she was dreaming about...”
Junho brought me out of my thoughts and I realized that I had stopped washing the dishes. “Sorry, you can sleep on the end tonight, if you want.” I wasn't sure why exactly I had Junho in the middle of the bed, maybe it was because I didn't want to be in the middle myself.
“It doesn't matter where I sleep... Either way is a problem.”
“How is sleeping on the end a problem?” I asked a bit angrily, feeling insulted.
“Well, sleeping next to Mika means I get booted all night... My ass can't take a lot of that... Sleeping on the end with you in the middle, well, my crotch can't take it.” I froze when Junho started to slowly rock his hips, it was then that I noticed the bulge in his pants. “As much as I love being in the bed with you, I also like sleeping.” His fingers unfolded themselves and moved along my hips. “Plus it's really awkward when there's someone else in the bed.”
“Junho...” I whispered because Mika was sitting in the living room.
“Noona,” Junho moaned in my ear, rocking his hips a little faster.
I could feel his cock press against my ass, knowing that the only fabric between him and I were his pants (obviously my pants too but...).
“Noona please,” he whispered.
“No,” I pushed away his hands gently as he tried to pull my shorts down. I started scrubbing at the plate I still hadn't finished washing before setting it in the drying rack. The small motion of my body made Junho moan again as he gripped my hips tight. I felt him grinding against me, pressing his hips into mine closely so that I could feel his fullness against my rear.
I was lost again in my washing as I dropped the cloth in the water, knowing that trying to concentrate would be pointless. Junho sunk his teeth in my shoulder, muting further moans that I knew would've been loud otherwise. He panted against the wet skin and I shuddered. He shoved me against the counter, bending me over slightly as he raised his hips higher, trying to rub against the complete roundness of my ass.
“Ah n-noona...” Junho's fingers slid under my shirt and tickled my stomach. My body twitched from reflex, causing him to groan at the unexpected movement. He buried his face in the crook of my neck as his breathing quicken and his hips moved faster. I heard him curse softly followed by a moan before he bit his lip. His hot breath soon tickled my ear as his soft lips pressed against my skin; he was teasing me but I wasn't going to give in. I knew it was coming and soon. “N-noona... Noona... Shit!”
The curse came again as he pressed his hips roughly into mine, rubbing against my ass slowly before he stopped finally and leaned against me. Junho's hand moved from my waist and slid down my arm to grip my wrist. He pulled it back and shoved it into his pants. I cringed as I felt the sticky cum against my soapy hand but I wrapped my fingers around his cock for a few long pumps. More hot fluid dripped from his length and it filled my hand. I pulled my hand out of his pants, staring at the small pool there before Junho forced my fingers to my lips. I swallowed, making a face of disgust and Junho raised a brow.
“What's the matter? Does it taste funny?”
“Soap... Unpleasant.”
Junho snickered against my shoulder, “Sorry. I didn't think you wanted that in the sink and it looks like there's still more dishes so you probably don't want to empty the water yet either.”
I narrowed my eyes, wondering if that was his plan. “Go change your pants, you can't wear those with the mess you've made in them.”
“But noona,” he was back to whispering in my ear, “These are the only pants I have with me, unless you want me to walk around pantless.”
I wanted to elbow him in the stomach or maybe his manhood but it wasn't his fault that the clothing noonas had forced him on stage without undergarments. Yes, I had learned the truth behind those tight, bulging-inducing pants.
“Go to the bathroom then and wipe it out...”
“Yes noona,” Junho gave me a small peck on the cheek before leaving.
My backside felt cold and I shivered before heat suddenly returned, “You know, I don't mind if you guys do it... Just not in the kitchen... And while I'm here.”
I nudged Mika, “I think we're doing it tonight so sleep on the couch.”
She punched me jokingly before grabbing the dry cloth to wipe off the dishes, “Like I'd ever sleep there...”
Genre: Quick smut
Rating: R
Pairing: Junho/Rhia
Summary: Junho makes Rhia lose her concentration while she's trying to do chores.
Author's Note: It's 1k words... Not much to this. It's a drabble
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM
I sighed as I scrubbed the plate in my hand, it was coming clean but my arm was getting tired. I switched my footing and heard a noise from behind him. I smiled as I felt hands slide around my hips and fingers entangled themselves at my stomach. “Morning.”
“Mm,” Junho groaned, resting his chin on my shoulder.
“How was your sleep?”
I felt him nudge me, “Mika kicks a lot.”
A smile appeared on my lips as I leaned my head against his in an apologetic motion, “I know she does.” I wasn't fond of sharing a bed, much less sharing with three people. I was used to having Junho sleep with me but Mika had come for the weekend which meant more sharing. Two fit comfortably, three fit awkwardly. Laying on my side was something I didn't mind but it wasn't comfortable for the whole night and if I turned the opposite way, I was face to face with Junho. I had a thing about looking people in the eye while we were in bed. I hated the idea of waking up to see someone looking back at me or watching me while I slept.
“Wonder what she was dreaming about...”
Junho brought me out of my thoughts and I realized that I had stopped washing the dishes. “Sorry, you can sleep on the end tonight, if you want.” I wasn't sure why exactly I had Junho in the middle of the bed, maybe it was because I didn't want to be in the middle myself.
“It doesn't matter where I sleep... Either way is a problem.”
“How is sleeping on the end a problem?” I asked a bit angrily, feeling insulted.
“Well, sleeping next to Mika means I get booted all night... My ass can't take a lot of that... Sleeping on the end with you in the middle, well, my crotch can't take it.” I froze when Junho started to slowly rock his hips, it was then that I noticed the bulge in his pants. “As much as I love being in the bed with you, I also like sleeping.” His fingers unfolded themselves and moved along my hips. “Plus it's really awkward when there's someone else in the bed.”
“Junho...” I whispered because Mika was sitting in the living room.
“Noona,” Junho moaned in my ear, rocking his hips a little faster.
I could feel his cock press against my ass, knowing that the only fabric between him and I were his pants (obviously my pants too but...).
“Noona please,” he whispered.
“No,” I pushed away his hands gently as he tried to pull my shorts down. I started scrubbing at the plate I still hadn't finished washing before setting it in the drying rack. The small motion of my body made Junho moan again as he gripped my hips tight. I felt him grinding against me, pressing his hips into mine closely so that I could feel his fullness against my rear.
I was lost again in my washing as I dropped the cloth in the water, knowing that trying to concentrate would be pointless. Junho sunk his teeth in my shoulder, muting further moans that I knew would've been loud otherwise. He panted against the wet skin and I shuddered. He shoved me against the counter, bending me over slightly as he raised his hips higher, trying to rub against the complete roundness of my ass.
“Ah n-noona...” Junho's fingers slid under my shirt and tickled my stomach. My body twitched from reflex, causing him to groan at the unexpected movement. He buried his face in the crook of my neck as his breathing quicken and his hips moved faster. I heard him curse softly followed by a moan before he bit his lip. His hot breath soon tickled my ear as his soft lips pressed against my skin; he was teasing me but I wasn't going to give in. I knew it was coming and soon. “N-noona... Noona... Shit!”
The curse came again as he pressed his hips roughly into mine, rubbing against my ass slowly before he stopped finally and leaned against me. Junho's hand moved from my waist and slid down my arm to grip my wrist. He pulled it back and shoved it into his pants. I cringed as I felt the sticky cum against my soapy hand but I wrapped my fingers around his cock for a few long pumps. More hot fluid dripped from his length and it filled my hand. I pulled my hand out of his pants, staring at the small pool there before Junho forced my fingers to my lips. I swallowed, making a face of disgust and Junho raised a brow.
“What's the matter? Does it taste funny?”
“Soap... Unpleasant.”
Junho snickered against my shoulder, “Sorry. I didn't think you wanted that in the sink and it looks like there's still more dishes so you probably don't want to empty the water yet either.”
I narrowed my eyes, wondering if that was his plan. “Go change your pants, you can't wear those with the mess you've made in them.”
“But noona,” he was back to whispering in my ear, “These are the only pants I have with me, unless you want me to walk around pantless.”
I wanted to elbow him in the stomach or maybe his manhood but it wasn't his fault that the clothing noonas had forced him on stage without undergarments. Yes, I had learned the truth behind those tight, bulging-inducing pants.
“Go to the bathroom then and wipe it out...”
“Yes noona,” Junho gave me a small peck on the cheek before leaving.
My backside felt cold and I shivered before heat suddenly returned, “You know, I don't mind if you guys do it... Just not in the kitchen... And while I'm here.”
I nudged Mika, “I think we're doing it tonight so sleep on the couch.”
She punched me jokingly before grabbing the dry cloth to wipe off the dishes, “Like I'd ever sleep there...”