When Umma tops Appa
Title: When Umma tops Appa
Pairing: top!Leeteuk/Kangin
Rating: NC-17
Length: 3820 words
Summary: Kangin gets on Leeteuk's last nerve, and has to face the punishment.
This is the result of me spending the better part of my workday chatting with darleenk. She's a bad, bad influence (as if I needed any more encouragement).
Leeteuk was absolutely positive he was having one of the worst days in his life, and things weren’t getting any better. He’d been blessed with a headache the moment he’d opened his eyes that morning, the other boys had been lazy had caused them to be late for their first two appointments for the day. Some were tired and whining; others were hyper and getting into trouble and just generally driving everyone crazy. Since he was the leader, of course it was up to him to attempt to keep everyone on schedule and in line, but today made him feel like he was failing miserably. He was quite thankful they had the evening off, hoping that everyone would have calmed down by then so they could all rest and relax in peace.
He’d just made himself a mug of tea and sat down on the sofa with the remote in hand when Kangin dropped down none to gently next to him, causing his tea to slosh right out of his mug and onto his lap. Kangin used that opportunity to snatch the remote right out of Leeteuk’s hand, propping his feet up on the coffee table as he turned the television on.
“Anything good on?” He didn’t wait for Leeteuk to respond though; instead he went about flipping through the channels, oblivious to the murderous look on Leeteuk’s face.
“That’s IT! I’ve had it with you guys!” He sat the mug of tea down on the coffee table none too gently as he stood, grabbing onto the rim of Kangin’s ear. “Especially you! Do you live to cause me problems or something!?” Kangin flailed as he was hauled to his feet, stumbling after Leeteuk who was heading towards his room.
“Leeteuk! Let go! That hurts, Damnit! Let go of my ear!” The others in the room grew rather quiet rather quickly, watching Kangin be hauled into Leeteuk’s room. The door was slammed shut once the two were inside, and Leeteuk even locked it, just to make sure. Only then did he let go of Kangin’s ear, turning around to glare at him.
“What are you, five years old? Have you lost all of your manners, or are you just that inconsiderate and stupid!?”
Kangin scowled, bringing a hand up to rub at his ear. “Calm down Leeteuk! Jeez… I just wanted to watch TV!”
“Don’t tell me to calm down, Kangin! I’ve been putting up with your shit all day! Just ONCE I wish you’d act your age. Just once I wish you’d be responsible!”
“Just once I wish you’d get your panties unbunched.” Kangin wasn’t known for thinking before he spoke, and this was no exception. Rather than scream about it like Kangin was expecting though, Leeteuk grew quiet, arms crossing slowly over his chest.
“…Really. Is that what you think this is about?” Kangin was beginning to feel a little unnerved at the calmness in Leeteuk’s voice; he was beginning to think he should’ve let him keep ranting instead.
“I just… don’t think it’s that big of a deal, that’s all.” He bit his lip, shifting from one foot to the other and then back as he stuffed his hands into his pockets.
“You don’t see me as a leader, do you? You think you can just do as you like, and that I’ll tolerate it because I’m nice, is that it?”
“Well, I just-”
“Take your clothes off.” Kangin blinked, mouth dropping open as he looked to Leeteuk.
“What? What does this have to do with my clothes?”
“I said take them off. Either you do it, or I’m going to do it for you. You’re going to learn to do what I say, Kangin.” Kangin frowned, eying Leeteuk. He stood still for a moment in an attempt to call Leeteuk’s bluff, but when the leader made a move to grab Kangin’s shirt the younger man hopped back a step, out of Leeteuk’s reach.
“Okay okay! I don’t see what my clothes have to do with this, but fine!” He took hold of his shirt first, tugging it up and over the top of his head, letting it fall to the floor. He undid his belt then, opening up the front of his pants before pushing them down and off of his hips, leaving himself clad only in his boxers. “There, are you happy?”
“I said take your clothes off, Kangin. All of them.”
“Not until you tell me why. This isn’t funny, Leeteuk.” Leeteuk crossed his arms over his chest once more, eying Kangin as he tilted his head to the side slightly. “I wasn’t trying to be funny, Kangin. This isn’t up for discussion. The boxers go too.”
“Fuck you. I’m not playing your stupid game.” Kangin started to take a step forward in an attempt to leave, but Leeteuk brought a hand up to press against Kangin’s chest, shoving him backwards and into the wall. He closed the distance between them in just a few steps, and before Kangin had a chance to do anything he was spun around and found himself facing the wall, the side of his face resting against it.
“I am not playing, Kangin. This is not a game.” He pressed one hand between Kangin’s shoulder blades to hold him there, his other hand coming to grab onto the waist band of Kangin’s boxers, pushing them down until they were far enough past his hips that gravity took over and pulled them to the floor.
“By the time I am finished with you, Kangin, you will know who is in charge. And you will never EVER disobey me again, do you understand?” He moved his hands to grab onto Kangin’s wrists, bringing his hands up to press them against the wall nearly level with his head. “Keep your hands there until I tell you otherwise, Kangin.” He stepped back then, moving out of Kangin’s line of sight no matter how far the younger man twisted his head. Kangin heard a drawer open, he could hear Leeteuk rummaging around in it, but he had no idea what he was hunting for. He stood still though, figuring he’d humor Leeteuk for a little while. Leeteuk returned a moment later, coming to stand behind Kangin once more.
“I know you’re stubborn, everyone does. But I think this will help me teach you a lesson, a lesson you’ll never ever forget again.” Kangin looked down when he felt Leeteuk’s arms wrap around his waist, eyes widening when he saw that silver ring. He pressed his hands flat to the wall as he pushed himself backwards, shaking his head almost frantically.
“No. No way in hell, Leeteuk! You’re not putting a cock ring on me! Sorry for not listening to you, but you’re not doing this!” Leeteuk pressed a hand between Kangin’s shoulders once more, shoving him right back into the wall.
“If you were really sorry, Kangin, you would’ve listened in the first place. But now I’m going to show you what sorry really means.” He leaned forward, trapping Kangin’s body against the wall with his own, leaving Kangin wondering just when exactly he got so strong. He tried shifting his hips this way and that, twisting himself around, but Leeteuk left him little room to maneuver. Kangin swore he could feel Leeteuk’s clothed arousal pressing right into the crack of his backside, which made Kangin’s own body betray him and flush with heat. To make matters worse Leeteuk leaned even closer, chin resting on Kangin’s shoulder, lips brushing against Kangin’s neck as he spoke.
“You’re going to be begging for forgiveness by the time we’re done with this, Kangin.” He tilted his head up just enough to let his lips brush against Kangin’s ear then, smirking at the soft curse that slipped from the younger man’s lips. “There won’t be a day that goes by that you don’t think of what I’m about to do to you…” Leeteuk felt the shiver that went down Kangin’s spine, and he pressed a hand between Kangin and the wall to let his fingertips smooth over Kangin’s growing arousal, fingers curling around it to pump it slowly. “And maybe, just maybe, if you’re a good boy, I’ll do it again.”
Kangin felt cold metal slipping over his arousal before he was even able to process all of Leeteuk’s words. He didn’t recall ever seeing this side of Leeteuk before, and he was pretty sure no one else had either. By the time he realized Leeteuk had actually gotten the cock ring on, Leeteuk’s fingers were wrapped back around him, stroking him once more. As much as Kangin hated to admit it, it felt far too good for him to make Leeteuk stop right then and there.
“Put your hands back up on the wall, Kangin.” The younger man did as he was told; placing his hands on the wall in almost the same spot they had been in earlier. Leeteuk’s hand on his arousal slowed then, and he tilted his head down to press a tender kiss to the tattoo that spread over the back of Kangin’s shoulders. “Don’t move your hands from there, Kangin. Not until I say so. If you move them, you’ll be punished, and it won’t be nice.” He let go of Kangin then, taking one step away.
“H…hey.” Kangin blinked, turning to glance back at Leeteuk, a frown playing upon his lips when he saw Leeteuk stoop to pick up his pants, slowly sliding his belt out of the loops before doubling it up. “What are you doing?” The smirk he saw playing upon Leeteuk’s lips then was more than enough to cause him to worry.
“Testing you. To see how sorry you really are.”
“Leeteuk.” Kangin didn’t think, letting his hands drop down as he turned around in an attempt to look at Leeteuk. No sooner than his hands fell, that belt made contact with his backside, a loud crack echoing in the room. Kangin’s eyes widened, both hands coming back to grab at his stinging behind. Leeteuk swung the belt once more, hitting the backs of Kangin’s thighs instead.
“Follow the rules, Kangin, hands up.” Kangin hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Leeteuk lifting his hand let again he quickly turned back around, placing his hands back on the wall. Leeteuk grinned then, lowering his arm. “Good boy. You keep your hands there, and you won’t be punished, understand?”
Kangin bit his lip, but forced himself to nod. He wasn’t quite sure what had gotten into Leeteuk, he wasn’t quite sure what exactly set him off, but he was already making a mental note to himself to never ever do it again… whatever it was. His behind was stinging so badly he was dying to rub it, but he forced himself not to. He might’ve had his dumb moments but he wasn’t an idiot. He didn’t want to make the situation worse. He heard Leeteuk take a few steps away, heard the bed creak slightly as he lowered himself down to sit.
“You look nice like that, Kangin, you know that? I always thought you had a nice back… I enjoy looking at it.” Leeteuk leaned back a bit on the bed then, one hand moving to press to the bed behind himself to support him as he brought his other hand up to undo the front of his pants, letting his hand slip inside to slowly rub himself. “Such a shame it had to come to this for me to see it though, isn’t it?”
“Y…you could see it anytime you want, Leeteuk, if you just-”
“I didn’t give you permission to talk, Kangin. I don’t care about your opinion. You’re full of nothing but bullshit anyway.” He bit his lip, giving his own arousal a squeeze before withdrawing his hand. He took out a small controller from his pocket, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he looked to Kangin once more. He pushed the on switch without warning Kangin, the cock ring buzzing to life. Thankfully Kangin it was on the lowest setting at the moment, but it was still enough of a surprise to cause Kangin to cry out, causing his hips to jerk as his hands dropped away from the wall. Before he even had a chance to realize what he’d done, he felt the belt on his backside once more, crying out yet again, though he quickly brought his hands back up to the wall.
“Leeteuk… please…”
“Shut up, I don’t want to hear it. You’re going to learn to follow orders; I don’t care if it takes all damn night.” Kangin groaned at the thought of being trapped with the cock ring on all night, unable to touch himself without being spanked. He didn’t think he could handle that at all. The vibrations felt so good now it was all he could do to keep from letting his hands drop. Leeteuk stood once more, pushing his pants and boxers on down before stepping up behind Kangin.
“Feels good, doesn’t it? And I bet you want to stroke yourself so badly to get yourself off in front of me. Bet you’d even want to cum on my face too, wouldn’t you? Just to try to show me who’s boss. But it doesn’t work that way.” He pressed a button on the remote then, knocking the vibrations up a few notches, delighted to see Kangin’s whole body shudder. His fingers twitched, but he managed to keep his hands from dropping. Leeteuk let a hand smooth over Kangin’s behind then, lightly caressing the red marks that stretched over Kangin’s behind. Kangin hissed in a bit of pain, even though there was a bit of pleasure attached to those caresses as well. He tried to force himself to relax, but stiffened up almost immediately when he felt one of Leeteuk’s fingers slowly pressing into him.
“L… Leeteuk! What’re you doing?!” He turned around, eyes wide as he peered at Leeteuk, though this time he made sure to keep his hands on the wall. Leeteuk chuckled softly, leaning in to press a tender kiss to the top of Kangin’s shoulder.
“You were being good, I was rewarding you. Showing you that if you behave, I’ll give you nice things.” Kangin had always been the macho type, and never even considered that he’d ever be a bottom to anyone, not now, not ever. But it didn’t seem like Leeteuk was giving him much of a choice. Sure, he could run off, he could scream, but the others would come running and he didn’t want them to see him in such a submissive state. He’d never hear the end of it.
Kangin’s eyes pressed shut as Leeteuk slid another finger in, both fingers curling inside him. He bit his lip to muffle a whimper, letting his forehead come to rest upon the wall. He was so hard it was beginning to hurt, and the vibrations from the ring were only making it worse. He usually wasn’t the type to beg, but he was so hard his arousal was standing straight up, almost rubbing against his abdomen and he was positively aching for release.
“Leeteuk… please… I can’t-”
“Yes you can, you just don’t want to. Always wanting to take the easy way instead of doing the right thing and following the rules.” Leeteuk pressed his fingers in as deeply as he could then, and Kangin’s knees nearly buckled when Leeteuk’s fingers rubbed over his prostate.
“Oh god, Leeteuk… please…”
Leeteuk chuckled softly, easing his fingers out of Kangin. He stepped away then, moving back to sit on the edge of the bed, leaving Kangin to whimper at the loss of contact. “Please what, Kangin? If you tell me what you want, if you ask for it nicely, I just might let you have it.”
Kangin was stuck. He was aching for release so badly, but he was too stubborn to beg, and he certainly wasn’t about to start being to be screwed, which he was sure was what Leeteuk was after. He closed his eyes, desperately trying to will his arousal away, but the vibrations coming from the ring weren’t allowing any of the thoughts from his brain to reach his lower anatomy. He wanted to touch himself so badly his fingers were twitching, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it knowing he’d be whipped with the belt again. His heart was thumping in his chest, his knees were trembling, but he was still too stubborn to ask.
Figuring Kangin needed a little extra encouragement, Leeteuk picked up the remote once more, turning it onto its highest setting, earning a loud cry from Kangin’s lips, followed by several colorful expletives. Kangin hadn’t realized how close he was to actually crying until a choked sob slipped out of him, tears beginning to sting his eyes. It hurt, yes, but it felt so terribly good. His body was aching for release, he was right on the verge, but with that ring so snuggly in place, it just wasn’t possible.
“Leeteuk… please…” His voice was soft, barely more than a whisper, simply because he didn’t trust it not to tremble like the rest of his body.
“Please what, Kangin?” Kangin whimpered, biting down on his lower lip once more until he could taste blood in his mouth. His heart was positively thumping, and beads of sweat were beginning to form on his skin.
“P… please… fuck me. A…anything. Just…. Please.”
“Come get in bed…” Once he was allowed to move, Kangin found himself unsure of whether his legs would actually work. He moved away from the wall quite slowly and crept towards the bed, thinking Leeteuk just might be trying to trick him. Leeteuk let him crawl into the bed, though he wasted no time in moving up behind him. Hands moved to take hold of Kangin’s hips to hold him steady as he began to press into him slowly. Kangin winced in a bit of pain, letting his head drop down to rest on the bed beneath him. He had to admit that it didn’t hurt as bad as he would’ve thought though, mainly because his body was so overloaded with pleasure that the pain just wasn’t registering.
Leeteuk might’ve been mean to punish Kangin in such a way, but he wasn’t completely cruel. No matter how tempting it was to pound Kangin into oblivion right away, he moved slowly at first, easing himself in and out of Kangin’s previously virgin ass. Eventually the pain of being penetrated began to fade away, only to be replaced with even more pleasure. Kangin’s fingers curled into the white blanket on Leeteuk’s bed, eyes squeezing shut as more tears fell, soaking into the blanket beneath him. Leeteuk could feel the way Kangin’s body trembled, he could feel the way it made his muscles spasm, and he couldn’t help but to press himself in harder and faster. Those thrusts soon began to coax moans from Kangin’s lips as well as Leeteuk’s, and without even realizing it Kangin had begun rocking himself back into the older man’s thrusts, anything for more pleasure.
“You want to cum, don’t you Kangin? You must be positively aching…” He leaned forward, pressing another kiss to the tattoo on Kangin’s back as he continued to rock into him. “You think you’ve been good enough? Should I let you?” Kangin was almost past the point of being able to form coherent sentences. He’d be lucky if he even remembered to spell his own name after this.
“P…Ahh… Leeteuk… Oh god.” He bit down on his bloodied lip as Leeteuk’s length bumped right into his arousal, and Kangin swore he saw stars even though his eyes were shut. Leeteuk chuckled softly, letting his fingertips dig into the skin of Kangin’s hips.
“I’ll take that as a yes…” Nails dug in then to the point they began to draw blood as Leeteuk began pounding into Kangin, shaking the stronger man’s body with each powerful snap of his hips. Surely the others in the dorm would be able to hear the headboard thumping against the wall, making it quite obvious what was going on in Leeteuk’s room, but he really didn’t care. He kept those strong thrusts up until his orgasm hit, burying himself one final time within Kangin. He reached around Kangin then, a bit of blood smearing from his fingertips onto Kangin’s skin as he quickly pulled the vibrating ring away.
Kangin was cumming before Leeteuk even got the ring all the way off, coating Leeteuk’s fingers and the bedding below with his seed. Kangin collapsed right into the wet spot before his body was even finished spasming, chest heaving as his eyes rolled back into his head. He’d never ever wanted to bottom before, nor had he ever wanted to be on the receiving end of a cock ring, but he couldn’t deny that’d been the best orgasm he’d had in… forever. His entire body felt like jelly, and he was pretty sure he wouldn’t have been able to move even if there had been a fire in the building. Leeteuk leaned down over Kangin then, pressing a tender kiss to the younger man’s cheek.
“I’ll let you rest now, and think about what you’ve done. I better not have any more problems, understand? Or I won’t be so nice…” He moved away, leaving Kangin naked on his bed as he pulled his own pants and underwear back on. He straightened his shirt, leaning to take a quick look in the mirror to fix his hair before opening the door and stepping out of his room. He headed back into the living room, blinking at the scene before him. Most of the guys had gathered in front of the television, though they’d turned the volume down to a respectable level for once. Hankyung was picking up around the living room, trying to get things back in the order Leeteuk liked them, and Heechul was in the kitchen washing up the dishes without being nagged. Save for the television it was absolutely silent, and the others all took turns glancing at Leeteuk nervously, pondering whether or not they were to share the same fate as Kangin. Leeteuk assumed they’d probably been listening at the door to see what kind of trouble Kangin was going to get into and wound up getting more than an earful, but he didn’t really care. If it worked, it worked. He put on his best dimpled smile then, looking to the boys on the sofa.
“Does anyone feel like making me a cup of tea?” He blinked in surprise when the sofa cleared in an instant, all of the occupants making a mad dash to be the first one into the kitchen to make Leeteuk his cup of tea and get back into his good graces.
Don't brick me for this :-P It needed to be done.
Pairing: top!Leeteuk/Kangin
Rating: NC-17
Length: 3820 words
Summary: Kangin gets on Leeteuk's last nerve, and has to face the punishment.
This is the result of me spending the better part of my workday chatting with darleenk. She's a bad, bad influence (as if I needed any more encouragement).
Leeteuk was absolutely positive he was having one of the worst days in his life, and things weren’t getting any better. He’d been blessed with a headache the moment he’d opened his eyes that morning, the other boys had been lazy had caused them to be late for their first two appointments for the day. Some were tired and whining; others were hyper and getting into trouble and just generally driving everyone crazy. Since he was the leader, of course it was up to him to attempt to keep everyone on schedule and in line, but today made him feel like he was failing miserably. He was quite thankful they had the evening off, hoping that everyone would have calmed down by then so they could all rest and relax in peace.
He’d just made himself a mug of tea and sat down on the sofa with the remote in hand when Kangin dropped down none to gently next to him, causing his tea to slosh right out of his mug and onto his lap. Kangin used that opportunity to snatch the remote right out of Leeteuk’s hand, propping his feet up on the coffee table as he turned the television on.
“Anything good on?” He didn’t wait for Leeteuk to respond though; instead he went about flipping through the channels, oblivious to the murderous look on Leeteuk’s face.
“That’s IT! I’ve had it with you guys!” He sat the mug of tea down on the coffee table none too gently as he stood, grabbing onto the rim of Kangin’s ear. “Especially you! Do you live to cause me problems or something!?” Kangin flailed as he was hauled to his feet, stumbling after Leeteuk who was heading towards his room.
“Leeteuk! Let go! That hurts, Damnit! Let go of my ear!” The others in the room grew rather quiet rather quickly, watching Kangin be hauled into Leeteuk’s room. The door was slammed shut once the two were inside, and Leeteuk even locked it, just to make sure. Only then did he let go of Kangin’s ear, turning around to glare at him.
“What are you, five years old? Have you lost all of your manners, or are you just that inconsiderate and stupid!?”
Kangin scowled, bringing a hand up to rub at his ear. “Calm down Leeteuk! Jeez… I just wanted to watch TV!”
“Don’t tell me to calm down, Kangin! I’ve been putting up with your shit all day! Just ONCE I wish you’d act your age. Just once I wish you’d be responsible!”
“Just once I wish you’d get your panties unbunched.” Kangin wasn’t known for thinking before he spoke, and this was no exception. Rather than scream about it like Kangin was expecting though, Leeteuk grew quiet, arms crossing slowly over his chest.
“…Really. Is that what you think this is about?” Kangin was beginning to feel a little unnerved at the calmness in Leeteuk’s voice; he was beginning to think he should’ve let him keep ranting instead.
“I just… don’t think it’s that big of a deal, that’s all.” He bit his lip, shifting from one foot to the other and then back as he stuffed his hands into his pockets.
“You don’t see me as a leader, do you? You think you can just do as you like, and that I’ll tolerate it because I’m nice, is that it?”
“Well, I just-”
“Take your clothes off.” Kangin blinked, mouth dropping open as he looked to Leeteuk.
“What? What does this have to do with my clothes?”
“I said take them off. Either you do it, or I’m going to do it for you. You’re going to learn to do what I say, Kangin.” Kangin frowned, eying Leeteuk. He stood still for a moment in an attempt to call Leeteuk’s bluff, but when the leader made a move to grab Kangin’s shirt the younger man hopped back a step, out of Leeteuk’s reach.
“Okay okay! I don’t see what my clothes have to do with this, but fine!” He took hold of his shirt first, tugging it up and over the top of his head, letting it fall to the floor. He undid his belt then, opening up the front of his pants before pushing them down and off of his hips, leaving himself clad only in his boxers. “There, are you happy?”
“I said take your clothes off, Kangin. All of them.”
“Not until you tell me why. This isn’t funny, Leeteuk.” Leeteuk crossed his arms over his chest once more, eying Kangin as he tilted his head to the side slightly. “I wasn’t trying to be funny, Kangin. This isn’t up for discussion. The boxers go too.”
“Fuck you. I’m not playing your stupid game.” Kangin started to take a step forward in an attempt to leave, but Leeteuk brought a hand up to press against Kangin’s chest, shoving him backwards and into the wall. He closed the distance between them in just a few steps, and before Kangin had a chance to do anything he was spun around and found himself facing the wall, the side of his face resting against it.
“I am not playing, Kangin. This is not a game.” He pressed one hand between Kangin’s shoulder blades to hold him there, his other hand coming to grab onto the waist band of Kangin’s boxers, pushing them down until they were far enough past his hips that gravity took over and pulled them to the floor.
“By the time I am finished with you, Kangin, you will know who is in charge. And you will never EVER disobey me again, do you understand?” He moved his hands to grab onto Kangin’s wrists, bringing his hands up to press them against the wall nearly level with his head. “Keep your hands there until I tell you otherwise, Kangin.” He stepped back then, moving out of Kangin’s line of sight no matter how far the younger man twisted his head. Kangin heard a drawer open, he could hear Leeteuk rummaging around in it, but he had no idea what he was hunting for. He stood still though, figuring he’d humor Leeteuk for a little while. Leeteuk returned a moment later, coming to stand behind Kangin once more.
“I know you’re stubborn, everyone does. But I think this will help me teach you a lesson, a lesson you’ll never ever forget again.” Kangin looked down when he felt Leeteuk’s arms wrap around his waist, eyes widening when he saw that silver ring. He pressed his hands flat to the wall as he pushed himself backwards, shaking his head almost frantically.
“No. No way in hell, Leeteuk! You’re not putting a cock ring on me! Sorry for not listening to you, but you’re not doing this!” Leeteuk pressed a hand between Kangin’s shoulders once more, shoving him right back into the wall.
“If you were really sorry, Kangin, you would’ve listened in the first place. But now I’m going to show you what sorry really means.” He leaned forward, trapping Kangin’s body against the wall with his own, leaving Kangin wondering just when exactly he got so strong. He tried shifting his hips this way and that, twisting himself around, but Leeteuk left him little room to maneuver. Kangin swore he could feel Leeteuk’s clothed arousal pressing right into the crack of his backside, which made Kangin’s own body betray him and flush with heat. To make matters worse Leeteuk leaned even closer, chin resting on Kangin’s shoulder, lips brushing against Kangin’s neck as he spoke.
“You’re going to be begging for forgiveness by the time we’re done with this, Kangin.” He tilted his head up just enough to let his lips brush against Kangin’s ear then, smirking at the soft curse that slipped from the younger man’s lips. “There won’t be a day that goes by that you don’t think of what I’m about to do to you…” Leeteuk felt the shiver that went down Kangin’s spine, and he pressed a hand between Kangin and the wall to let his fingertips smooth over Kangin’s growing arousal, fingers curling around it to pump it slowly. “And maybe, just maybe, if you’re a good boy, I’ll do it again.”
Kangin felt cold metal slipping over his arousal before he was even able to process all of Leeteuk’s words. He didn’t recall ever seeing this side of Leeteuk before, and he was pretty sure no one else had either. By the time he realized Leeteuk had actually gotten the cock ring on, Leeteuk’s fingers were wrapped back around him, stroking him once more. As much as Kangin hated to admit it, it felt far too good for him to make Leeteuk stop right then and there.
“Put your hands back up on the wall, Kangin.” The younger man did as he was told; placing his hands on the wall in almost the same spot they had been in earlier. Leeteuk’s hand on his arousal slowed then, and he tilted his head down to press a tender kiss to the tattoo that spread over the back of Kangin’s shoulders. “Don’t move your hands from there, Kangin. Not until I say so. If you move them, you’ll be punished, and it won’t be nice.” He let go of Kangin then, taking one step away.
“H…hey.” Kangin blinked, turning to glance back at Leeteuk, a frown playing upon his lips when he saw Leeteuk stoop to pick up his pants, slowly sliding his belt out of the loops before doubling it up. “What are you doing?” The smirk he saw playing upon Leeteuk’s lips then was more than enough to cause him to worry.
“Testing you. To see how sorry you really are.”
“Leeteuk.” Kangin didn’t think, letting his hands drop down as he turned around in an attempt to look at Leeteuk. No sooner than his hands fell, that belt made contact with his backside, a loud crack echoing in the room. Kangin’s eyes widened, both hands coming back to grab at his stinging behind. Leeteuk swung the belt once more, hitting the backs of Kangin’s thighs instead.
“Follow the rules, Kangin, hands up.” Kangin hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Leeteuk lifting his hand let again he quickly turned back around, placing his hands back on the wall. Leeteuk grinned then, lowering his arm. “Good boy. You keep your hands there, and you won’t be punished, understand?”
Kangin bit his lip, but forced himself to nod. He wasn’t quite sure what had gotten into Leeteuk, he wasn’t quite sure what exactly set him off, but he was already making a mental note to himself to never ever do it again… whatever it was. His behind was stinging so badly he was dying to rub it, but he forced himself not to. He might’ve had his dumb moments but he wasn’t an idiot. He didn’t want to make the situation worse. He heard Leeteuk take a few steps away, heard the bed creak slightly as he lowered himself down to sit.
“You look nice like that, Kangin, you know that? I always thought you had a nice back… I enjoy looking at it.” Leeteuk leaned back a bit on the bed then, one hand moving to press to the bed behind himself to support him as he brought his other hand up to undo the front of his pants, letting his hand slip inside to slowly rub himself. “Such a shame it had to come to this for me to see it though, isn’t it?”
“Y…you could see it anytime you want, Leeteuk, if you just-”
“I didn’t give you permission to talk, Kangin. I don’t care about your opinion. You’re full of nothing but bullshit anyway.” He bit his lip, giving his own arousal a squeeze before withdrawing his hand. He took out a small controller from his pocket, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he looked to Kangin once more. He pushed the on switch without warning Kangin, the cock ring buzzing to life. Thankfully Kangin it was on the lowest setting at the moment, but it was still enough of a surprise to cause Kangin to cry out, causing his hips to jerk as his hands dropped away from the wall. Before he even had a chance to realize what he’d done, he felt the belt on his backside once more, crying out yet again, though he quickly brought his hands back up to the wall.
“Leeteuk… please…”
“Shut up, I don’t want to hear it. You’re going to learn to follow orders; I don’t care if it takes all damn night.” Kangin groaned at the thought of being trapped with the cock ring on all night, unable to touch himself without being spanked. He didn’t think he could handle that at all. The vibrations felt so good now it was all he could do to keep from letting his hands drop. Leeteuk stood once more, pushing his pants and boxers on down before stepping up behind Kangin.
“Feels good, doesn’t it? And I bet you want to stroke yourself so badly to get yourself off in front of me. Bet you’d even want to cum on my face too, wouldn’t you? Just to try to show me who’s boss. But it doesn’t work that way.” He pressed a button on the remote then, knocking the vibrations up a few notches, delighted to see Kangin’s whole body shudder. His fingers twitched, but he managed to keep his hands from dropping. Leeteuk let a hand smooth over Kangin’s behind then, lightly caressing the red marks that stretched over Kangin’s behind. Kangin hissed in a bit of pain, even though there was a bit of pleasure attached to those caresses as well. He tried to force himself to relax, but stiffened up almost immediately when he felt one of Leeteuk’s fingers slowly pressing into him.
“L… Leeteuk! What’re you doing?!” He turned around, eyes wide as he peered at Leeteuk, though this time he made sure to keep his hands on the wall. Leeteuk chuckled softly, leaning in to press a tender kiss to the top of Kangin’s shoulder.
“You were being good, I was rewarding you. Showing you that if you behave, I’ll give you nice things.” Kangin had always been the macho type, and never even considered that he’d ever be a bottom to anyone, not now, not ever. But it didn’t seem like Leeteuk was giving him much of a choice. Sure, he could run off, he could scream, but the others would come running and he didn’t want them to see him in such a submissive state. He’d never hear the end of it.
Kangin’s eyes pressed shut as Leeteuk slid another finger in, both fingers curling inside him. He bit his lip to muffle a whimper, letting his forehead come to rest upon the wall. He was so hard it was beginning to hurt, and the vibrations from the ring were only making it worse. He usually wasn’t the type to beg, but he was so hard his arousal was standing straight up, almost rubbing against his abdomen and he was positively aching for release.
“Leeteuk… please… I can’t-”
“Yes you can, you just don’t want to. Always wanting to take the easy way instead of doing the right thing and following the rules.” Leeteuk pressed his fingers in as deeply as he could then, and Kangin’s knees nearly buckled when Leeteuk’s fingers rubbed over his prostate.
“Oh god, Leeteuk… please…”
Leeteuk chuckled softly, easing his fingers out of Kangin. He stepped away then, moving back to sit on the edge of the bed, leaving Kangin to whimper at the loss of contact. “Please what, Kangin? If you tell me what you want, if you ask for it nicely, I just might let you have it.”
Kangin was stuck. He was aching for release so badly, but he was too stubborn to beg, and he certainly wasn’t about to start being to be screwed, which he was sure was what Leeteuk was after. He closed his eyes, desperately trying to will his arousal away, but the vibrations coming from the ring weren’t allowing any of the thoughts from his brain to reach his lower anatomy. He wanted to touch himself so badly his fingers were twitching, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it knowing he’d be whipped with the belt again. His heart was thumping in his chest, his knees were trembling, but he was still too stubborn to ask.
Figuring Kangin needed a little extra encouragement, Leeteuk picked up the remote once more, turning it onto its highest setting, earning a loud cry from Kangin’s lips, followed by several colorful expletives. Kangin hadn’t realized how close he was to actually crying until a choked sob slipped out of him, tears beginning to sting his eyes. It hurt, yes, but it felt so terribly good. His body was aching for release, he was right on the verge, but with that ring so snuggly in place, it just wasn’t possible.
“Leeteuk… please…” His voice was soft, barely more than a whisper, simply because he didn’t trust it not to tremble like the rest of his body.
“Please what, Kangin?” Kangin whimpered, biting down on his lower lip once more until he could taste blood in his mouth. His heart was positively thumping, and beads of sweat were beginning to form on his skin.
“P… please… fuck me. A…anything. Just…. Please.”
“Come get in bed…” Once he was allowed to move, Kangin found himself unsure of whether his legs would actually work. He moved away from the wall quite slowly and crept towards the bed, thinking Leeteuk just might be trying to trick him. Leeteuk let him crawl into the bed, though he wasted no time in moving up behind him. Hands moved to take hold of Kangin’s hips to hold him steady as he began to press into him slowly. Kangin winced in a bit of pain, letting his head drop down to rest on the bed beneath him. He had to admit that it didn’t hurt as bad as he would’ve thought though, mainly because his body was so overloaded with pleasure that the pain just wasn’t registering.
Leeteuk might’ve been mean to punish Kangin in such a way, but he wasn’t completely cruel. No matter how tempting it was to pound Kangin into oblivion right away, he moved slowly at first, easing himself in and out of Kangin’s previously virgin ass. Eventually the pain of being penetrated began to fade away, only to be replaced with even more pleasure. Kangin’s fingers curled into the white blanket on Leeteuk’s bed, eyes squeezing shut as more tears fell, soaking into the blanket beneath him. Leeteuk could feel the way Kangin’s body trembled, he could feel the way it made his muscles spasm, and he couldn’t help but to press himself in harder and faster. Those thrusts soon began to coax moans from Kangin’s lips as well as Leeteuk’s, and without even realizing it Kangin had begun rocking himself back into the older man’s thrusts, anything for more pleasure.
“You want to cum, don’t you Kangin? You must be positively aching…” He leaned forward, pressing another kiss to the tattoo on Kangin’s back as he continued to rock into him. “You think you’ve been good enough? Should I let you?” Kangin was almost past the point of being able to form coherent sentences. He’d be lucky if he even remembered to spell his own name after this.
“P…Ahh… Leeteuk… Oh god.” He bit down on his bloodied lip as Leeteuk’s length bumped right into his arousal, and Kangin swore he saw stars even though his eyes were shut. Leeteuk chuckled softly, letting his fingertips dig into the skin of Kangin’s hips.
“I’ll take that as a yes…” Nails dug in then to the point they began to draw blood as Leeteuk began pounding into Kangin, shaking the stronger man’s body with each powerful snap of his hips. Surely the others in the dorm would be able to hear the headboard thumping against the wall, making it quite obvious what was going on in Leeteuk’s room, but he really didn’t care. He kept those strong thrusts up until his orgasm hit, burying himself one final time within Kangin. He reached around Kangin then, a bit of blood smearing from his fingertips onto Kangin’s skin as he quickly pulled the vibrating ring away.
Kangin was cumming before Leeteuk even got the ring all the way off, coating Leeteuk’s fingers and the bedding below with his seed. Kangin collapsed right into the wet spot before his body was even finished spasming, chest heaving as his eyes rolled back into his head. He’d never ever wanted to bottom before, nor had he ever wanted to be on the receiving end of a cock ring, but he couldn’t deny that’d been the best orgasm he’d had in… forever. His entire body felt like jelly, and he was pretty sure he wouldn’t have been able to move even if there had been a fire in the building. Leeteuk leaned down over Kangin then, pressing a tender kiss to the younger man’s cheek.
“I’ll let you rest now, and think about what you’ve done. I better not have any more problems, understand? Or I won’t be so nice…” He moved away, leaving Kangin naked on his bed as he pulled his own pants and underwear back on. He straightened his shirt, leaning to take a quick look in the mirror to fix his hair before opening the door and stepping out of his room. He headed back into the living room, blinking at the scene before him. Most of the guys had gathered in front of the television, though they’d turned the volume down to a respectable level for once. Hankyung was picking up around the living room, trying to get things back in the order Leeteuk liked them, and Heechul was in the kitchen washing up the dishes without being nagged. Save for the television it was absolutely silent, and the others all took turns glancing at Leeteuk nervously, pondering whether or not they were to share the same fate as Kangin. Leeteuk assumed they’d probably been listening at the door to see what kind of trouble Kangin was going to get into and wound up getting more than an earful, but he didn’t really care. If it worked, it worked. He put on his best dimpled smile then, looking to the boys on the sofa.
“Does anyone feel like making me a cup of tea?” He blinked in surprise when the sofa cleared in an instant, all of the occupants making a mad dash to be the first one into the kitchen to make Leeteuk his cup of tea and get back into his good graces.
Don't brick me for this :-P It needed to be done.