Super Junior {Siwon/Sungmin ; you are my possession}
Title: you are my possession
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Siwon/Sungmin
Word count: 1,966
Rating: NC-17
Summary: After seeing Sungmin and Heechul kiss on stage, something inside of Siwon snaps.
A/N: for crazychickencow. Inspired by a) Siwon being a sexy motherfucker, b) Shimin being fierce, c) a craving for the relative ease of writing/reading Shimin, d) possessive!Siwon and e) a desire to write porn in order to see if I can get my mojo back.
black_goose: see, because it was the first sentence I typed, the googledoc has named itself "Siwon's length of arm"
black_goose: but it's showing up in my tabs as "Siwon's length"
crazychickencow: ls;jfaksdfjsdkf
crazychickencow: PERFECT
you are my possession
Siwon's length of arm seems far too close in Sungmin's peripheral vision, slight claustrophobic. He smashed his hand against the wall so hard that Sungmin kind of thinks that he's dinted it, but somehow, he doesn't quite dare look away from Siwon's eyes in order to check. Sungmin has never, ever seen him like this before. Never. Siwon is nothing but a gentleman at all times, holding Sungmin's arm as he covers them with an umbrella, lending him his jacket when he gets cold, sweet and thoughtful. Right now, Siwon just looks dangerous. It makes Sungmin feel like a cornered animal.
Sungmin is kind of turned on by it.
"You," Siwon says in a low voice, trembling just a little, "just don't give a damn, do you?"
Sungmin wets his bottom lip with his tongue. "I don't know what you mean?" he offers.
Siwon, in leiu of words, actually growls. Sungmin finds it terribly difficult to breathe after that, like someone is squeezing all of the air out of his lungs. "I'm a patient man, hyung," Siwon whispers. "But we all have our limits."
Sungmin tries to tell Siwon that he's confused and that Siwon is beginning to scare him, but Siwon cups his cheek with a hand, stroking with his thumb, and all that escapes Sungmin's mouth is a whimper as he leans helplessly into the touch. Siwon's eyes seem animalistic, his skin is warm, and Sungmin has never been so out of control -- or so turned on in such a short space of time. When Siwon steps back, the sudden cold rush of air makes Sungmin stumble forward -- only for Siwon to press him back against the wall, kissing him without mercy. Sungmin doesn't have enough breath for this -- he can't breathe anyway because of Siwon's chest against his -- but Siwon just doesn't care.
It's embarrassing, the whining noise that he lets out when Siwon pulls away. It's embarrassing that all it's taken is for Siwon to show a little bit of force and Sungmin would do anything he asked right now. Usually Sungmin likes having the control, feeling Siwon's stomach tense as his nails dragged down his body, painful raised bumps. Siwon's hold, when he takes the top of his arm, is so tight that it's probably going to leave bruises, and that is exciting.
"Your hotel room is free, isn't it?" Siwon asks shortly. Sungmin manages a shaky nod; Eunhyuk is hanging out with Donghae and Henry that night. "Good, we'll go there."
The silent walk there reduces Sungmin to such a mass of longing that he can't quite get the card in the slot in the door. He tries a couple of times, and it doesn't help that Siwon is practically breathing down his neck. When he feels Siwon's chest press against his back, he thinks that help is at hand, even if he almost does drop the cardkey, but help is clearly not what Siwon had in mind. He wraps his hands around Sungmin's waist, hold him flush, and pulls the zipper down on Sungmin's jeans. Sungmin whimpers again, hands stilling, as Siwon's fingers slide slowly under the waistband of his underwear.
"If you don't open that door," Siwon whispers into his ear, "I'll just fuck you on the floor right now."
Sungmin, in all honesty, likes the sound of that. He can't even think of what he was doing, really, his mind is too focused on the anticipation of Siwon's skin against his stomach, but somehow he must get the door open because it swings open and Siwon shoves him roughly through, making him stumble. He stands awkwardly in the middle of the room as Siwon pulls the door shut and locks it with a note of finality. "Take off everything but your underwear," he says, without turning around, staring at the door, "and get on the bed."
Sungmin hesitates, for just a second, which makes Siwon turn his head to glance at him out of the corner of his eye. Something flashes in his gaze. "Now," he barks, and Sungmin's hands jump to his shirt and he begins to unbutton it. Siwon leans back against the door, watching him lazily. It makes Sungmin blush and avoid his eyes. Normally he'd make it a show of some kind, drag his hands over his own body to make Siwon just that little bit crazy, but right now he doesn't dare. He's not scared, because it's hard to be scared when you're so freaking turned on, but he doesn't want to make a wrong move, that's for sure.
He doesn't really get a chance to simply get on the bed, because he's just stepping out of the left leg of his jeans when Siwon starts forward, grabs his arm again and practically throws him on it. He hits it with an "oof" that Siwon ignores in favour of kneeling on the bed, pushing his knees apart and mouthing at his cock through his underwear, sudden and quick and rough. Sungmin doesn't even know what the noise he makes is, but when his fingers flex and he reaches down to grip Siwon's hair, Siwon pulls away and hisses, "Don't touch me." Sungmin's hands fall back against the sheets.
"Don't touch me," Siwon repeats, rubbing his hand in gentle, teasing circles against Sungmin's cock; the friction of the material is distracting. Probably it's meant to be. "You're to stay very still. You're not allowed to move unless I tell you. You can't even come unless I tell you. Do you understand?"
To be honest, Sungmin still isn't sure what's brought this on, but he doesn't care because this is different, this is new, and the novelty is just making him so horny that he says yes, he understands. Siwon raises one eyebrow, before pulling his t-shirt over his head. Almost on instinct, Sungmin reaches out to touch him. Siwon slaps his hand away, hard. "I just told you," he whispers, and Sungmin shivers. "Now don't move."
For the next five minutes, Siwon teases him with his mouth against his underwear, until Sungmin gasps out, "Please, Siwon, please, I need--"
Siwon's head snaps up. "Don't talk," he snarls. "I don't want to hear your voice yet, I just want to hear the noises you can make."
Finally he begins to kiss his way up Sungmin's stomach, swirling his tongue in his belly-button and then grazing his teeth painfully against a nipple, even as he rests a hand against Sungmin's crotch, unmoving and heavy. Sungmin could weep from frustration; when he closes his eyes, a couple of tears squeeze out. Siwon sees, and licks them away with the end of his tongue.
"Now do you see?" he asks, as he gets rid of his own jeans, erection straining against his underwear; Sungmin doesn't see how he can tease Sungmin like this when he clearly wants it just as badly. "Do you see how I feel whenever I see you with flirting with other people, leading them on like some sort of cocktease? Tonight, with Heechul-hyung, that was the final straw."
"But he made me--"
Siwon covers his mouth with his hand. "I told you. Don't talk."
Sungmin's hips are twitching, ever so slightly. He's having to fight hard to not buck up against Siwon's palm. He's hard, so hard, and Siwon hasn't even technically touched him there yet. Siwon's head bends down, and Sungmin's chin tilts up, expectant, only for Siwon to take his chin and turn his face away so he can bite down, then suck, at the skin just below Sungmin's ear. It's painful; Sungmin gasps. Siwon pulls away and murmurs, "No kissing yet either, not for you," into his ear, before sucking at his throat. He wipes a thumb over the bruise that is just beginning. Sungmin doesn't know how he's going to hide them.
"There," Siwon says appreciatively. "Now everyone will know you're mine."
He tugs at Sungmin's underwear in a sudden movement, but takes his time with dragging them down, making sure to slide the cloth agonisingly slowly over his cock, before he pushes the clothing to the side and takes him fully in his mouth. Without his boxer shorts in the way, Sungmin almost comes immediately, except Siwon has his fingers wrapped around the base of his cock and so is stopping him. He's almost sobbing, the beginnings of Siwon's name in there before he remembers that he isn't allowed to talk. He screams in frustration, unable to take it anymore, hips lifting off the bed to thrust even deeper into Siwon's mouth -- and that's when Siwon pulls away.
"Talk," he says in a ragged breath, stripping fully naked with one fumbling hand, the other still wrapped around Sungmin, and crawling into place, pushing Sungmin's hips down with his hand. "Talk to me, beg for me, come on Sungmin, sweet Sungmin, fucking cocktease Sungmin."
Sungmin babbles a lot of things, in between Siwon practically choking him with his fingers as he presses down against his tongue, and Siwon sliding one, two, three fingers inside his ass, and wrapping his legs around Siwon's waist. When Siwon pushes against his entrance experimentally, Sungmin's entire body shudders. "Sungmin, I'm going to let go now, but you're not allowed to come, okay?"
Sungmin breathes deeply, tries to think of deeply disturbing things, and nods. Siwon takes his hand from around his cock, and it's hard, so hard, but Sungmin manages to avoid coming, even as Siwon gathers his wrists up, almost gently, and holds them above his head to restrain him as he pushes deep inside him. It's painful, Siwon hasn't taken the usual amount of time on this, but Sungmin doesn't care, not when Siwon is sucking at his neck again, and the pain feels so good besides.
Siwon quickly loses any sense of rhythm, deep thrusts mixed in with shallow jerks, and Sungmin can't last much longer, so he shrieks, "Please, please, please!"
"Yes," groans Siwon, and Sungmin comes with a strangled scream, body arching up as he pulls as the hold Siwon has on his wrists, and Siwon comes soon afterwards, finally pressing their mouths together as he does so, lips salty. He sprawls against Sungmin, almost crushing him, before Sungmin shoves him off and onto his back, and turns onto his front and buries his head in between Siwon's arm and the pillow.
They must fall asleep soon after that because the next thing Sungmin knows, he's lying on his back, sunlight is coming through the window, and Siwon is lying on his side and tracing the number of bruises that he left the night before. Sungmin hums, and snuggles in a little closer. Siwon draws his hand back, looking horrified. "I am so sorry," he says, "I don't know what came over me, I just--"
"No," Sungmin interrupts, smiling at him. "Don't apologise. I liked it."
"But I hurt you, look, you've got bruises on your arm, I'm such an asshole."
Sungmin laughs. "It's not different to the way I leave scratches all down your back, really, is it?"
Siwon blinks. "It isn't?"
"Nope."
"I'm sorry, I just got angry when I saw Heechul kiss you. I guess I snapped."
Sungmin shakes his head and puts his hand on the back of Siwon's neck to kiss him. Even if he himself hated kissing Heechul, he might do it again if it means he gets to see that side of Siwon more often. When Siwon draws back from kissing him, he looks a little amused. "What?" Sungmin asks. "What is it, do I look weird?"
"No, you look beautiful, as per usual." Sungmin flushes happily, as per usual. "It's just you're going to need a really big scarf."
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Siwon/Sungmin
Word count: 1,966
Rating: NC-17
Summary: After seeing Sungmin and Heechul kiss on stage, something inside of Siwon snaps.
A/N: for crazychickencow. Inspired by a) Siwon being a sexy motherfucker, b) Shimin being fierce, c) a craving for the relative ease of writing/reading Shimin, d) possessive!Siwon and e) a desire to write porn in order to see if I can get my mojo back.
black_goose: see, because it was the first sentence I typed, the googledoc has named itself "Siwon's length of arm"
black_goose: but it's showing up in my tabs as "Siwon's length"
crazychickencow: ls;jfaksdfjsdkf
crazychickencow: PERFECT
you are my possession
Siwon's length of arm seems far too close in Sungmin's peripheral vision, slight claustrophobic. He smashed his hand against the wall so hard that Sungmin kind of thinks that he's dinted it, but somehow, he doesn't quite dare look away from Siwon's eyes in order to check. Sungmin has never, ever seen him like this before. Never. Siwon is nothing but a gentleman at all times, holding Sungmin's arm as he covers them with an umbrella, lending him his jacket when he gets cold, sweet and thoughtful. Right now, Siwon just looks dangerous. It makes Sungmin feel like a cornered animal.
Sungmin is kind of turned on by it.
"You," Siwon says in a low voice, trembling just a little, "just don't give a damn, do you?"
Sungmin wets his bottom lip with his tongue. "I don't know what you mean?" he offers.
Siwon, in leiu of words, actually growls. Sungmin finds it terribly difficult to breathe after that, like someone is squeezing all of the air out of his lungs. "I'm a patient man, hyung," Siwon whispers. "But we all have our limits."
Sungmin tries to tell Siwon that he's confused and that Siwon is beginning to scare him, but Siwon cups his cheek with a hand, stroking with his thumb, and all that escapes Sungmin's mouth is a whimper as he leans helplessly into the touch. Siwon's eyes seem animalistic, his skin is warm, and Sungmin has never been so out of control -- or so turned on in such a short space of time. When Siwon steps back, the sudden cold rush of air makes Sungmin stumble forward -- only for Siwon to press him back against the wall, kissing him without mercy. Sungmin doesn't have enough breath for this -- he can't breathe anyway because of Siwon's chest against his -- but Siwon just doesn't care.
It's embarrassing, the whining noise that he lets out when Siwon pulls away. It's embarrassing that all it's taken is for Siwon to show a little bit of force and Sungmin would do anything he asked right now. Usually Sungmin likes having the control, feeling Siwon's stomach tense as his nails dragged down his body, painful raised bumps. Siwon's hold, when he takes the top of his arm, is so tight that it's probably going to leave bruises, and that is exciting.
"Your hotel room is free, isn't it?" Siwon asks shortly. Sungmin manages a shaky nod; Eunhyuk is hanging out with Donghae and Henry that night. "Good, we'll go there."
The silent walk there reduces Sungmin to such a mass of longing that he can't quite get the card in the slot in the door. He tries a couple of times, and it doesn't help that Siwon is practically breathing down his neck. When he feels Siwon's chest press against his back, he thinks that help is at hand, even if he almost does drop the cardkey, but help is clearly not what Siwon had in mind. He wraps his hands around Sungmin's waist, hold him flush, and pulls the zipper down on Sungmin's jeans. Sungmin whimpers again, hands stilling, as Siwon's fingers slide slowly under the waistband of his underwear.
"If you don't open that door," Siwon whispers into his ear, "I'll just fuck you on the floor right now."
Sungmin, in all honesty, likes the sound of that. He can't even think of what he was doing, really, his mind is too focused on the anticipation of Siwon's skin against his stomach, but somehow he must get the door open because it swings open and Siwon shoves him roughly through, making him stumble. He stands awkwardly in the middle of the room as Siwon pulls the door shut and locks it with a note of finality. "Take off everything but your underwear," he says, without turning around, staring at the door, "and get on the bed."
Sungmin hesitates, for just a second, which makes Siwon turn his head to glance at him out of the corner of his eye. Something flashes in his gaze. "Now," he barks, and Sungmin's hands jump to his shirt and he begins to unbutton it. Siwon leans back against the door, watching him lazily. It makes Sungmin blush and avoid his eyes. Normally he'd make it a show of some kind, drag his hands over his own body to make Siwon just that little bit crazy, but right now he doesn't dare. He's not scared, because it's hard to be scared when you're so freaking turned on, but he doesn't want to make a wrong move, that's for sure.
He doesn't really get a chance to simply get on the bed, because he's just stepping out of the left leg of his jeans when Siwon starts forward, grabs his arm again and practically throws him on it. He hits it with an "oof" that Siwon ignores in favour of kneeling on the bed, pushing his knees apart and mouthing at his cock through his underwear, sudden and quick and rough. Sungmin doesn't even know what the noise he makes is, but when his fingers flex and he reaches down to grip Siwon's hair, Siwon pulls away and hisses, "Don't touch me." Sungmin's hands fall back against the sheets.
"Don't touch me," Siwon repeats, rubbing his hand in gentle, teasing circles against Sungmin's cock; the friction of the material is distracting. Probably it's meant to be. "You're to stay very still. You're not allowed to move unless I tell you. You can't even come unless I tell you. Do you understand?"
To be honest, Sungmin still isn't sure what's brought this on, but he doesn't care because this is different, this is new, and the novelty is just making him so horny that he says yes, he understands. Siwon raises one eyebrow, before pulling his t-shirt over his head. Almost on instinct, Sungmin reaches out to touch him. Siwon slaps his hand away, hard. "I just told you," he whispers, and Sungmin shivers. "Now don't move."
For the next five minutes, Siwon teases him with his mouth against his underwear, until Sungmin gasps out, "Please, Siwon, please, I need--"
Siwon's head snaps up. "Don't talk," he snarls. "I don't want to hear your voice yet, I just want to hear the noises you can make."
Finally he begins to kiss his way up Sungmin's stomach, swirling his tongue in his belly-button and then grazing his teeth painfully against a nipple, even as he rests a hand against Sungmin's crotch, unmoving and heavy. Sungmin could weep from frustration; when he closes his eyes, a couple of tears squeeze out. Siwon sees, and licks them away with the end of his tongue.
"Now do you see?" he asks, as he gets rid of his own jeans, erection straining against his underwear; Sungmin doesn't see how he can tease Sungmin like this when he clearly wants it just as badly. "Do you see how I feel whenever I see you with flirting with other people, leading them on like some sort of cocktease? Tonight, with Heechul-hyung, that was the final straw."
"But he made me--"
Siwon covers his mouth with his hand. "I told you. Don't talk."
Sungmin's hips are twitching, ever so slightly. He's having to fight hard to not buck up against Siwon's palm. He's hard, so hard, and Siwon hasn't even technically touched him there yet. Siwon's head bends down, and Sungmin's chin tilts up, expectant, only for Siwon to take his chin and turn his face away so he can bite down, then suck, at the skin just below Sungmin's ear. It's painful; Sungmin gasps. Siwon pulls away and murmurs, "No kissing yet either, not for you," into his ear, before sucking at his throat. He wipes a thumb over the bruise that is just beginning. Sungmin doesn't know how he's going to hide them.
"There," Siwon says appreciatively. "Now everyone will know you're mine."
He tugs at Sungmin's underwear in a sudden movement, but takes his time with dragging them down, making sure to slide the cloth agonisingly slowly over his cock, before he pushes the clothing to the side and takes him fully in his mouth. Without his boxer shorts in the way, Sungmin almost comes immediately, except Siwon has his fingers wrapped around the base of his cock and so is stopping him. He's almost sobbing, the beginnings of Siwon's name in there before he remembers that he isn't allowed to talk. He screams in frustration, unable to take it anymore, hips lifting off the bed to thrust even deeper into Siwon's mouth -- and that's when Siwon pulls away.
"Talk," he says in a ragged breath, stripping fully naked with one fumbling hand, the other still wrapped around Sungmin, and crawling into place, pushing Sungmin's hips down with his hand. "Talk to me, beg for me, come on Sungmin, sweet Sungmin, fucking cocktease Sungmin."
Sungmin babbles a lot of things, in between Siwon practically choking him with his fingers as he presses down against his tongue, and Siwon sliding one, two, three fingers inside his ass, and wrapping his legs around Siwon's waist. When Siwon pushes against his entrance experimentally, Sungmin's entire body shudders. "Sungmin, I'm going to let go now, but you're not allowed to come, okay?"
Sungmin breathes deeply, tries to think of deeply disturbing things, and nods. Siwon takes his hand from around his cock, and it's hard, so hard, but Sungmin manages to avoid coming, even as Siwon gathers his wrists up, almost gently, and holds them above his head to restrain him as he pushes deep inside him. It's painful, Siwon hasn't taken the usual amount of time on this, but Sungmin doesn't care, not when Siwon is sucking at his neck again, and the pain feels so good besides.
Siwon quickly loses any sense of rhythm, deep thrusts mixed in with shallow jerks, and Sungmin can't last much longer, so he shrieks, "Please, please, please!"
"Yes," groans Siwon, and Sungmin comes with a strangled scream, body arching up as he pulls as the hold Siwon has on his wrists, and Siwon comes soon afterwards, finally pressing their mouths together as he does so, lips salty. He sprawls against Sungmin, almost crushing him, before Sungmin shoves him off and onto his back, and turns onto his front and buries his head in between Siwon's arm and the pillow.
They must fall asleep soon after that because the next thing Sungmin knows, he's lying on his back, sunlight is coming through the window, and Siwon is lying on his side and tracing the number of bruises that he left the night before. Sungmin hums, and snuggles in a little closer. Siwon draws his hand back, looking horrified. "I am so sorry," he says, "I don't know what came over me, I just--"
"No," Sungmin interrupts, smiling at him. "Don't apologise. I liked it."
"But I hurt you, look, you've got bruises on your arm, I'm such an asshole."
Sungmin laughs. "It's not different to the way I leave scratches all down your back, really, is it?"
Siwon blinks. "It isn't?"
"Nope."
"I'm sorry, I just got angry when I saw Heechul kiss you. I guess I snapped."
Sungmin shakes his head and puts his hand on the back of Siwon's neck to kiss him. Even if he himself hated kissing Heechul, he might do it again if it means he gets to see that side of Siwon more often. When Siwon draws back from kissing him, he looks a little amused. "What?" Sungmin asks. "What is it, do I look weird?"
"No, you look beautiful, as per usual." Sungmin flushes happily, as per usual. "It's just you're going to need a really big scarf."