I Hate Everything About You
I Hate Everything About You
Rating; NC-17
Pairing; XiuBaek
Genre; Smut
Summary; Minseok is fed up with Baekhyun's antics and decides to teach him a lesson.
Warnings and Kinks; BDSM elements, oral, AtM, choking, bad language
Words; 1,960
Notes; Written to fill this prompt.
Minseok scowled as he slammed the door to Baekhyun's room shut behind himself. "You little shit," he growled, stalking toward his annoying bandmate. It had taken months of Baekhyun going out of his way to bother Minseok, but Minseok had finally broken past his usual calm, quiet manner.
Baekhyun chuckled, putting the phone he'd been using as a distraction aside and standing from his bed to face the oncoming ball of rage. "Something got you upset, hyung?" His tone matched his smirk.
Stopping barely an inch from Baekhyun's face, Minseok tried, and failed, to get his breathing and temper under control. "I've warned you, I have fucking warned you, Byun Baekhyun, to keep your goddamned hands to yourself onstage."
"Aw, our Uminnie-hyung doesn't like when I play?" Baekhyun cooed, reaching out and flicking Minseok's bangs.
Minseok slapped the hand away unkindly. "You think I'm fucking joking right now?" He stepped forward further, chasing after Baekhyun's small steps backward, until he had Baekhyun against the wall beside his bed. "I have to deal with your shit day in and day out. The fact that Chanyeol might walk in here right now is the only reason I'm not kicking your little pansy ass."
Aside from the fact that he'd backed up as Minseok had advanced, Baekhyun wasn't showing any signs of fear. "Always with excuses," he laughed. "Well here's your big opportunity." He emphasized the word 'big' with a forward shift of his hips. "I told Chanyeol to room with Jongin and Kyungsoo tonight; you've got all night to teach me a lesson."
Minseok was shocked by Baekhyun's tone, his words dripping with sexual allusion. He knew Baekhyun was gay and he knew he was annoying, but he hadn't considered the two would be even remotely related. He was also shocked by the fact that he was anything but put off by the idea of granting Baekhyun the punishment he seemed so keen on accepting. But his surprise was hidden by the anger in his expression, which hadn't abated at all. "Are you sure you can take it?" he returned, giving Baekhyun an opportunity to rethink his decision. He gave Baekhyun a taste of how he'd be conducting himself by reaching between them and squeezing Baekhyun hard through his pants.
Baekhyun let out a cry that was more surprise than pain. "Give me your worst," he challenged, licking his lips.
Though he wasn't completely convinced that Baekhyun would be able to handle everything he had in mind, Minseok needed an outlet for his anger, so he gave in to both of their desires. He crashed his lips against Baekhyun's, the kiss all teeth and tongue, and his body shoved Baekhyun's tight to the wall.
Baekhyun gave Minseok a push, dislodging him. "That's your worst?" He was mocking and cold.
Minseok grabbed a fistful of Baekhyun's hair and tugged his head back, delighting in his pained sound. "Don't make this any worse for yourself," he warned. Then he used Baekhyun's hair to toss him down on the bed.
Baekhyun fell gracelessly, his breathing rapid and his expression displaying his excitement.
Minseok climbed onto the bed after him, straddling his thigh, one hip pressed to Baekhyun's already straining erection. His hand wrapped around Baekhyun's neck and pressed down slowly until he heard Baekhyun's ragged breathing stop. Leaning close, he murmured, "Is this what you had in mind, asshole?" He bit Baekhyun's bottom lip harshly before releasing his neck and slapping his cheek.
Baekhyun dragged in lungfuls of air and managed out a gravelly, "Yes." His hips rose from the bed to press against Minseok.
Minseok pinned Baekhyun to the bed by his hip. "Think you're just gonna rub one out on my leg?" His laugh was malicious and quiet. "Look at you all worked up so soon." He sat back on his heels to look down at Baekhyun disdainfully. "Annoying, pathetic, sexual deviant. Anything else you wanna add to the list? Oh yeah," he left no time for Baekhyun to respond as he shifted away so he could flip him roughly onto his stomach. Baekhyun was only mildly resistant. "A masochist too." He twisted Baekhyun's arm behind his back, grinning at the small moanlike cry he received. "What do you like more, the pain? Or when I call you out as the little bitchy slut you are?"
"Both," Baekhyun ground out, then sighed when Minseok released his arm.
Minseok dragged Baekhyun's hips up so the younger was on his knees, ass stuck out. He tugged Baekhyun's pants down. When his hand met Baekhyun's ass swiftly, Minseok took great pleasure in Baekhyun's sharp hiss and jerking hips. He finally felt like he was making some headway toward relieving his anger, but he still had a long way to go. Another slap helped, and he'd hit hard enough to leave small welts around his handprint. Baekhyun was murmuring weak nonsense to himself against the pillow, and Minseok could see that the younger was so hard he was leaking. He pinched at the welts as he cast a glance around. "Where's your lube?"
Pulled out of the moment by the question, Baekhyun looked over his shoulder and whined a little. "What, not going in dry?" He was already back to his sarcastic tone.
Minseok responded by twisting at his damaged skin hard. Baekhyun whimpered loudly. "No, bitch, as much as I would love to force you to endure that, I don't particularly want your blood all over my cock. Now tell me before I leave."
"D-drawer," Baekhyun stumbled over his words as he rushed them out, obviously not keen on the idea of Minseok leaving. "In back."
Minseok only had to search for a moment before he found the bottle he was looking for. And though he used the lubricant to make sure he didn't literally tear Baekhyun, Minseok was still far from gentle. Kneeling behind Baekhyun, he freed himself from his pants and coated himself with slow strokes as he continued insulting, "I bet you would have loved me to fuck you til you bled. Bet that's the only thing this greedy hole hasn't done. How many other guys have you begged to fill your cockhole?" Fully lubricated, he nudged his tip against Baekhyun's hole. Just as Baekhyun began forming a reply, Minseok cut him off. "Maybe a better question would be how many cocks you've had in you all at once, I doubt you can actually remember how many men you've fucked and sucked." With that he pressed forward until his tip sank into Baekhyun's body, and he moaned at the tight grip. "Jesus, you wanted me to fuck you dry?" he managed out as Baekhyun cried out at the breach. He got a grip on Baekhyun's hair as he pressed further into him, his moans matching Baekhyun's cries of pain in volume. "You're tight for such a slut," he panted out.
Baekhyun's cries slowly became moans as Minseok started fucking him hard and fast. Minseok drove every bit of his anger into Baekhyun, his hips leaving angry red marks on Baekhyun's ass cheeks. When Baekhyun buried his face against the pillow, Minseok tugged his hair sharply to lift his head. "I wanna hear when I hurt you," he demanded. He tugged again, and this time Baekhyun's growl of pain filled the room instead of getting caught by the pillow.
Each whimper, cry, and growl only made Minseok want more, and he couldn't remember the last time he'd been so turned on. "You take a cock real nice, fuckboy," he grunted out.
Baekhyun mewled out a sound of agreement. He began shifting back to meet each of Minseok's thrusts weakly.
"Want me to touch you?" Minseok asked gruffly.
"Please," Baekhyun moaned out, unable to support his upper body and letting Minseok have full control of him.
Minseok smirked and drove into him faster. "Too bad." The way Baekhyun seemed to shrivel at that had Minseok pounding into him harder. When Minseok knew he couldn't hold out, he pulled out of Baekhyun quickly and insisted, "Over, now."
Obviously sore, Baekhyun rolled himself over and followed Minseok's guidance as he was tugged closer to the older man.
Minseok stroked himself to keep himself on edge. "Suck," he commanded.
Baekhyun immediately obeyed, taking Minseok into his mouth and bobbing fast.
Minseok gripped Baekhyun's hair and thrust into his mouth ruthlessly. "Jerk yourself off."
Seeming content to let Minseok fuck his mouth, Baekhyun stroked himself hard and fast, letting out small whimpers and choked sounds around his mouthful.
With a final harsh thrust and a low moan, Minseok came, holding Baekhyun in place to make sure he swallowed. Then he pushed at him to knock him flat on his back. Getting his breathing under control, he asked, "Still not done?" Baekhyun shook his head, continuing to stroke himself per Minseok's instruction.
Sliding back in between Baekhyun's legs, Minseok spread his cheeks and pressed two fingers into him. Baekhyun shamelessly rode his hand until he hit his own release soon after, bucking and moaning.
When Minseok pulled away again, he slid up on the bed, giving Baekhyun a once-over. He could feel his anger draining away. "Anything hurt?"
Baekhyun, still panting, moved himself around slightly, testing for pain. "Only in good ways," he finally answered.
"Good." Minseok got up to grab a handtowel and clean Baekhyun off.
"I'm not a slut," Baekhyun said suddenly.
Minseok raised an eyebrow at him. "What?"
"I'm not a slut. I don't do this with everyone. I haven't had sex since that guy you met last year."
"I don't seriously think you're a slut," Minseok laughed, casting the handtowel aside and helping Baekhyun pull his pants back on. "Also maybe warn a guy you haven't had sex in like a year."
Managing to pull himself toward the headboard and lean back, Baekhyun asked, "Oh, did you want me to do that before you choked me? Or maybe right after you called me a little bitchy slut?" His usual sarcasm was back.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Minseok offered, "How about when I asked for your lube? Getting caught up in a moment isn't a reason to be unsafe."
"Thanks, daddy, I'll remember that," Baekhyun snarked.
"Daddy was gonna offer to spend the night but it seems like baby didn't learn anything and still wants to act like a bitch," Minseok said as he rose from the bed.
Baekhyun seemed to hesitate before reaching out a hand to catch Minseok's wrist. "Wait."
Minseok looked back at him neutrally.
Baekhyun sighed and dropped his wrist. "Never mind." He looked away.
Climbing back onto the bed, Minseok slid closer to Baekhyun. "If you want me to stay, just say so. But don't act like such an annoying prick, no sarcasm, no jokes."
Baekhyun studied Minseok for a long moment after that, then finally answered, "Okay. I think I can do that."
"Good. And hopefully this is a lesson to you." He leaned back against the headboard. "I'm much nicer when you're nicer."
"Hyung, I told you I hadn't gotten laid in almost a year. If you were planning on teaching me not to act the way that got me laid, your plan might've failed."
Minseok smirked at that. "Okay, clever guy, how about this: I'm not fucking you again til you learn to behave."
Face dropping in angry surprise, Baekhyun protested, "But hyung! That's so mean!"
Slipping down beneath the comforter with a satisfied smile, Minseok shrugged. "I believe in you. You can do it if you really wanna."
Baekhyun sank down as well and pressed against his side. "I'm gonna get grumpy acting all nice."
"Don't worry," Minseok comforted, "I know this really great way to get your anger out."
Rating; NC-17
Pairing; XiuBaek
Genre; Smut
Summary; Minseok is fed up with Baekhyun's antics and decides to teach him a lesson.
Warnings and Kinks; BDSM elements, oral, AtM, choking, bad language
Words; 1,960
Notes; Written to fill this prompt.
Minseok scowled as he slammed the door to Baekhyun's room shut behind himself. "You little shit," he growled, stalking toward his annoying bandmate. It had taken months of Baekhyun going out of his way to bother Minseok, but Minseok had finally broken past his usual calm, quiet manner.
Baekhyun chuckled, putting the phone he'd been using as a distraction aside and standing from his bed to face the oncoming ball of rage. "Something got you upset, hyung?" His tone matched his smirk.
Stopping barely an inch from Baekhyun's face, Minseok tried, and failed, to get his breathing and temper under control. "I've warned you, I have fucking warned you, Byun Baekhyun, to keep your goddamned hands to yourself onstage."
"Aw, our Uminnie-hyung doesn't like when I play?" Baekhyun cooed, reaching out and flicking Minseok's bangs.
Minseok slapped the hand away unkindly. "You think I'm fucking joking right now?" He stepped forward further, chasing after Baekhyun's small steps backward, until he had Baekhyun against the wall beside his bed. "I have to deal with your shit day in and day out. The fact that Chanyeol might walk in here right now is the only reason I'm not kicking your little pansy ass."
Aside from the fact that he'd backed up as Minseok had advanced, Baekhyun wasn't showing any signs of fear. "Always with excuses," he laughed. "Well here's your big opportunity." He emphasized the word 'big' with a forward shift of his hips. "I told Chanyeol to room with Jongin and Kyungsoo tonight; you've got all night to teach me a lesson."
Minseok was shocked by Baekhyun's tone, his words dripping with sexual allusion. He knew Baekhyun was gay and he knew he was annoying, but he hadn't considered the two would be even remotely related. He was also shocked by the fact that he was anything but put off by the idea of granting Baekhyun the punishment he seemed so keen on accepting. But his surprise was hidden by the anger in his expression, which hadn't abated at all. "Are you sure you can take it?" he returned, giving Baekhyun an opportunity to rethink his decision. He gave Baekhyun a taste of how he'd be conducting himself by reaching between them and squeezing Baekhyun hard through his pants.
Baekhyun let out a cry that was more surprise than pain. "Give me your worst," he challenged, licking his lips.
Though he wasn't completely convinced that Baekhyun would be able to handle everything he had in mind, Minseok needed an outlet for his anger, so he gave in to both of their desires. He crashed his lips against Baekhyun's, the kiss all teeth and tongue, and his body shoved Baekhyun's tight to the wall.
Baekhyun gave Minseok a push, dislodging him. "That's your worst?" He was mocking and cold.
Minseok grabbed a fistful of Baekhyun's hair and tugged his head back, delighting in his pained sound. "Don't make this any worse for yourself," he warned. Then he used Baekhyun's hair to toss him down on the bed.
Baekhyun fell gracelessly, his breathing rapid and his expression displaying his excitement.
Minseok climbed onto the bed after him, straddling his thigh, one hip pressed to Baekhyun's already straining erection. His hand wrapped around Baekhyun's neck and pressed down slowly until he heard Baekhyun's ragged breathing stop. Leaning close, he murmured, "Is this what you had in mind, asshole?" He bit Baekhyun's bottom lip harshly before releasing his neck and slapping his cheek.
Baekhyun dragged in lungfuls of air and managed out a gravelly, "Yes." His hips rose from the bed to press against Minseok.
Minseok pinned Baekhyun to the bed by his hip. "Think you're just gonna rub one out on my leg?" His laugh was malicious and quiet. "Look at you all worked up so soon." He sat back on his heels to look down at Baekhyun disdainfully. "Annoying, pathetic, sexual deviant. Anything else you wanna add to the list? Oh yeah," he left no time for Baekhyun to respond as he shifted away so he could flip him roughly onto his stomach. Baekhyun was only mildly resistant. "A masochist too." He twisted Baekhyun's arm behind his back, grinning at the small moanlike cry he received. "What do you like more, the pain? Or when I call you out as the little bitchy slut you are?"
"Both," Baekhyun ground out, then sighed when Minseok released his arm.
Minseok dragged Baekhyun's hips up so the younger was on his knees, ass stuck out. He tugged Baekhyun's pants down. When his hand met Baekhyun's ass swiftly, Minseok took great pleasure in Baekhyun's sharp hiss and jerking hips. He finally felt like he was making some headway toward relieving his anger, but he still had a long way to go. Another slap helped, and he'd hit hard enough to leave small welts around his handprint. Baekhyun was murmuring weak nonsense to himself against the pillow, and Minseok could see that the younger was so hard he was leaking. He pinched at the welts as he cast a glance around. "Where's your lube?"
Pulled out of the moment by the question, Baekhyun looked over his shoulder and whined a little. "What, not going in dry?" He was already back to his sarcastic tone.
Minseok responded by twisting at his damaged skin hard. Baekhyun whimpered loudly. "No, bitch, as much as I would love to force you to endure that, I don't particularly want your blood all over my cock. Now tell me before I leave."
"D-drawer," Baekhyun stumbled over his words as he rushed them out, obviously not keen on the idea of Minseok leaving. "In back."
Minseok only had to search for a moment before he found the bottle he was looking for. And though he used the lubricant to make sure he didn't literally tear Baekhyun, Minseok was still far from gentle. Kneeling behind Baekhyun, he freed himself from his pants and coated himself with slow strokes as he continued insulting, "I bet you would have loved me to fuck you til you bled. Bet that's the only thing this greedy hole hasn't done. How many other guys have you begged to fill your cockhole?" Fully lubricated, he nudged his tip against Baekhyun's hole. Just as Baekhyun began forming a reply, Minseok cut him off. "Maybe a better question would be how many cocks you've had in you all at once, I doubt you can actually remember how many men you've fucked and sucked." With that he pressed forward until his tip sank into Baekhyun's body, and he moaned at the tight grip. "Jesus, you wanted me to fuck you dry?" he managed out as Baekhyun cried out at the breach. He got a grip on Baekhyun's hair as he pressed further into him, his moans matching Baekhyun's cries of pain in volume. "You're tight for such a slut," he panted out.
Baekhyun's cries slowly became moans as Minseok started fucking him hard and fast. Minseok drove every bit of his anger into Baekhyun, his hips leaving angry red marks on Baekhyun's ass cheeks. When Baekhyun buried his face against the pillow, Minseok tugged his hair sharply to lift his head. "I wanna hear when I hurt you," he demanded. He tugged again, and this time Baekhyun's growl of pain filled the room instead of getting caught by the pillow.
Each whimper, cry, and growl only made Minseok want more, and he couldn't remember the last time he'd been so turned on. "You take a cock real nice, fuckboy," he grunted out.
Baekhyun mewled out a sound of agreement. He began shifting back to meet each of Minseok's thrusts weakly.
"Want me to touch you?" Minseok asked gruffly.
"Please," Baekhyun moaned out, unable to support his upper body and letting Minseok have full control of him.
Minseok smirked and drove into him faster. "Too bad." The way Baekhyun seemed to shrivel at that had Minseok pounding into him harder. When Minseok knew he couldn't hold out, he pulled out of Baekhyun quickly and insisted, "Over, now."
Obviously sore, Baekhyun rolled himself over and followed Minseok's guidance as he was tugged closer to the older man.
Minseok stroked himself to keep himself on edge. "Suck," he commanded.
Baekhyun immediately obeyed, taking Minseok into his mouth and bobbing fast.
Minseok gripped Baekhyun's hair and thrust into his mouth ruthlessly. "Jerk yourself off."
Seeming content to let Minseok fuck his mouth, Baekhyun stroked himself hard and fast, letting out small whimpers and choked sounds around his mouthful.
With a final harsh thrust and a low moan, Minseok came, holding Baekhyun in place to make sure he swallowed. Then he pushed at him to knock him flat on his back. Getting his breathing under control, he asked, "Still not done?" Baekhyun shook his head, continuing to stroke himself per Minseok's instruction.
Sliding back in between Baekhyun's legs, Minseok spread his cheeks and pressed two fingers into him. Baekhyun shamelessly rode his hand until he hit his own release soon after, bucking and moaning.
When Minseok pulled away again, he slid up on the bed, giving Baekhyun a once-over. He could feel his anger draining away. "Anything hurt?"
Baekhyun, still panting, moved himself around slightly, testing for pain. "Only in good ways," he finally answered.
"Good." Minseok got up to grab a handtowel and clean Baekhyun off.
"I'm not a slut," Baekhyun said suddenly.
Minseok raised an eyebrow at him. "What?"
"I'm not a slut. I don't do this with everyone. I haven't had sex since that guy you met last year."
"I don't seriously think you're a slut," Minseok laughed, casting the handtowel aside and helping Baekhyun pull his pants back on. "Also maybe warn a guy you haven't had sex in like a year."
Managing to pull himself toward the headboard and lean back, Baekhyun asked, "Oh, did you want me to do that before you choked me? Or maybe right after you called me a little bitchy slut?" His usual sarcasm was back.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Minseok offered, "How about when I asked for your lube? Getting caught up in a moment isn't a reason to be unsafe."
"Thanks, daddy, I'll remember that," Baekhyun snarked.
"Daddy was gonna offer to spend the night but it seems like baby didn't learn anything and still wants to act like a bitch," Minseok said as he rose from the bed.
Baekhyun seemed to hesitate before reaching out a hand to catch Minseok's wrist. "Wait."
Minseok looked back at him neutrally.
Baekhyun sighed and dropped his wrist. "Never mind." He looked away.
Climbing back onto the bed, Minseok slid closer to Baekhyun. "If you want me to stay, just say so. But don't act like such an annoying prick, no sarcasm, no jokes."
Baekhyun studied Minseok for a long moment after that, then finally answered, "Okay. I think I can do that."
"Good. And hopefully this is a lesson to you." He leaned back against the headboard. "I'm much nicer when you're nicer."
"Hyung, I told you I hadn't gotten laid in almost a year. If you were planning on teaching me not to act the way that got me laid, your plan might've failed."
Minseok smirked at that. "Okay, clever guy, how about this: I'm not fucking you again til you learn to behave."
Face dropping in angry surprise, Baekhyun protested, "But hyung! That's so mean!"
Slipping down beneath the comforter with a satisfied smile, Minseok shrugged. "I believe in you. You can do it if you really wanna."
Baekhyun sank down as well and pressed against his side. "I'm gonna get grumpy acting all nice."
"Don't worry," Minseok comforted, "I know this really great way to get your anger out."