give it a week
Title: Give It a Week
Author: lovekibummie
Pairing: KyuMin
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Incest, Smut
Summary: Sungmin’s lovers never lasted for a week.
A/N: I can't hide how i love hyuk's red hair.. :p
Beta: philophobicmefor the smut & @giraffesque for the grammar
“Kyu, Kyu~” You call after shutting the front door. You just introduced me to your boyfriend, Lee Hyukjae. You don’t know how much I hate being introduced to your lovers, but then again, I never let you know about it.
“Yes, Min?” I replied without tearing my gaze off my PSP.
I can see you pout while you walk towards where I am seated. “Still the disrespectful brother, I see,” you tease and plop yourself in the vacant seat on my left side. “What do you think about Hyukkie? He’s gorgeous, right? And do you know that he sizzles whenever he dances? And damn, his red hair! Those red locks make me swoon all over him.”
“Give it a week, hyung,” I murmur, trying to stop myself from showing my evil smirk.
You just shrug and leisurely step up the stairs. “Nah, we’ve been dating for a month already.” You grin and I hear you confine yourself inside your room.
This is the first time you didn’t introduce someone to me right after you start dating them. No wonder your relationship lasted for a month already.
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A week after…
“What are you still doing here?” I hiss when I open the door and see your boyfriend waiting for you.
He shows his full set of gums that my knuckles badly want to feel. “I love him, not his money.” I suddenly feel a rush of deep hatred pumping inside my veins. This Lee Hyukjae is the longest boyfriend you've ever had.
“Kyu~ Why didn’t you let Hyukkie in? That’s so mean,” you complain while closing the gap between you and your gummy boyfriend. “I’m going now. I already cooked dinner for you.”
I curse loudly the moment you close the door and swear. “Give it a week, hyung.”
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Another week after…
“Kyu~” I hear you sniff after closing the door to my room. I smile- I know that I have succeeded once again.
I motion for you to come near me and before you know it, you’re held lovingly in my arms again. “I told you, hyung, they just want to get near you because of our money.” I try to suppress my sneer, not wanting you to detect a hint of rejoicing inside of me.
“B-but… but I thought he was different…” you cry.
You shift and straddle my lap as you wrap your arms around my torso and rest your head on my chest. I freeze for a bit, not because I’m uncomfortable with our position but because I’m afraid you might hear the loud thumping I contain inside of my chest.
“You said that too for the last boyfriend slash girlfriend you had,” I clarify, moving backwards to the headboard so I can lean my back against it while I settle my hands beside your thighs, caressing them.
Instead of retorting back, you remain silent and I sigh. “Why do you always look for someone when you already have me, hyung?” I ask dejectedly. I’ve asked you this question over and over again, yet you always reply with ‘we’re brothers Kyuhyun, we can’t always do this’, so I wait for you to say that phrase which haunts me, even in my sleep.
“Maybe you’re right,” you mumble and sit straight, facing me.
“What?” I ask again, not believing what you just said mere seconds ago. Did you really say that I’m right? Or are my ears just screwing with me?
You hands dreamily caress my cheeks and at the same time your eyes draw me in closer. “I said, you’re right. Maybe I should stop looking for someone since I already have you.”
And with that you close the distance between our lips. It’s been months since the last time I tasted you, and it's just like what I have always imagined; it tastes sinfully sweet. I lick and nibble your lower lip, making you moan and give me entrance to taste more of what you can offer.
Gratefully, I slip my tongue inside your mouth; we both moan the moment our tongues meet and then a never ending tongue duel started.
Our tongues intertwine almost like how our hands do. We almost forgot that within the heaven of the kiss, we were still on Earth - where we needed to breathe. “I'll always love you, hyung,” I whisper into your lips.
You smile and lean your forehead onto mine, placing a small kiss on my nose and then another short lingering one on my puffy lips. “I know,” you answer back- though it’s not what I wanted to hear, it’s already enough for me.
I gently stroke my hand against your face and endearing words escape my lips. “You’re so beautiful, Min,” I inform you- though in reality, I know you’re already tired of hearing it. You take hold of my hand, and I flinch in a sudden pain. You looked worriedly as you look at my hand that’s become discolored.
“What happened?” you question me.
I can’t possibly tell you that I got it when I punched your ex-boyfriend. Well, it’s his fault anyway. Your previous exes will stay away just by me giving them large sums of money, but this Hyukjae was different, so I had to resort into beating him and threatening him and that I’d do the same with people close to him if he wouldn’t break up with you. “Nothing, hyung, I just accidentally hit something.”
“Don’t worry; hyung will make you feel better,” you assure me. And with that you slowly wrap your lips around my index finger. You stare at me affectionately as you move your lips around my fingers one by one, licking and sucking them. I moan, not because of pain, but because of the intense pleasure searing from my fingers throughout my body.
A lustful ‘pop’ resounds in the room after you release my finger. My eyes are hazy because of a strong surge of love and lust that just boils on my blood after the stunt you did.
“Feeling better?” you innocently ask, like you didn’t just gaze at me sexily and tease me with your lips and tongue poking and licking my long digits.
“No,” I groan as I thrust my hips upwards, making you feel my need.
Lazily, you untangle yourself from my embrace and stand in the middle of the bed. You slowly unbutton your shirt, prompting me to become mesmerized at your fine abs. After a short while, your fingers finally find the buckle of your pants and tug it down together with your tight briefs, leaving you with nothing but your hard cock standing before me with white liquid glistening on its head.
“Kyu~” you whimper in need as you walk towards me until your cock pokes my cheek, trapping me in between the headboard and your aching member.
You placed your hands on the wall for support when my tongue licks just the head of your erection, tasting it. “You taste delicious, hyung,” I mumble on your cock, making you shiver- then I wrap my lips around it.
“Kyu~ Ahhh…” you cry in frustration when I don’t do anything. I like how you look so fucking vulnerable, you, our campus heartthrob and the successor of a multibillion company.
You scream in pleasure when your cock slowly disappears inside my mouth. You curse. I love how your innocent pink lips curse because of the bliss I’m giving you. My head starts to bob rapidly, and stops at one point to suck at the head of your cock and lick the veins under it, making your legs a little shaky.
I cup both of your butt cheeks to support you, only to get your hard member hit the back of my throat. I almost gag, but I loved every part of it.
When it gets painful for me I start to quicken my pace. I hollow my lips, adding pressure onto your cock while moving back and forth. You absentmindedly thrust into my mouth, making me feel sinfully good. How much I love you when you do that to me, when you do things without thinking.
You buck as long strokes of cum hit the back of my throat. I swallow most of it but I keep some in my mouth- then I gently lay you on the bed and push your legs towards your chest. I stare at your pink hole- I feel like it's staring back at me. I open my mouth and let your come drip on your opening, earning a throaty moan from you. I don’t know how I manage to get myself to strip within a few seconds, because I keep on thinking about the improvised lube I just made and bit by bit, I plunge myself inside of you.
“Fuck!” You whimper both in pleasure and in pain once my rock-hard cock is fully inside of you.
I kiss your lips, loving the profanities escaping from them. “Min,” I whisper in your lips. “You’re mine.”
And with that I lethargically pull out my erection and thrust back inside of you. I smile, seeing you thrash your head side to side because of the incredible pleasure you’re experiencing as well as the pain of wanting to have your release.
“Who do you belong to, hyung?” I ask, accentuating every word with a deep thrust.
You unknowingly thrust your hips, wanting to have me inside you deeper. “Tell me you belong to me, hyung.” I demand, keeping my slow pace in order to make you want me more.
After not hearing a response from you, I shift you to another position. I place your right leg in between mine and your left leg over my shoulder. Damn, I love how flexible you are.
“Ahhh… Kyu… You… Deep...” You incoherently mumble and you fist the bed covers when you feel my cock impaling you deeper than in the previous position.
“That’s not what I want to hear from you, hyung,” I inform you, keeping my slow pace and making you crazy because you badly want to reach that climax that I can always give you.
Then after a while I finally hit that spot that will throw ‘sanity’ out of your dictionary. “Kyu~ faster… please…” you beg painfully because I keep on hitting your prostrate, and yet I haven’t sped up to a pace you know I’m good at.
“Give it a week, Kyu~” you plead. Though I want you to say that you belong to me, I love how you answer honestly. You don’t just give in to my demands just because you need a release and give me false hope. I suddenly felt a pinch of guilt over your lovers that I jerked away from you. But I’m selfish- I just want the perfect you to belong to a damaged me.
“Kyu~~ ahhhh… cum… please…” You continuously ask for it, and my feelings of love for you just became stronger again- I can no longer hold back, and I begin to give you the release that you yearn for.
Moans fill the room as I quicken my pace. I hit your prostrate dead-on repeatedly in an incredible speed, prompting you to writhe like a madman. “Oh Kyu~… yes… fuck…” you curse when you feel my hands wrapping around your aching erection.
I move my hands up and down your equally hard cock at the same swiftness that I piston my erection inside your tightened hole. Your body begins to convulse, signaling that you’ve reached your peak- then you squirt your cum all over my chest, which triggers my own release. “Fuck, Min,” I groan when my cock begins to twitch and long spurts of cum fill your warm cavern.
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Another week after another week…
“Kyu~” you purr as I tease you, poking my erection at the entrance of your puckered hole.
I smirk and whisper softly in your ears, “Who do you belong to now, Min hyung?”
“You. I belong to you, Kyu,” you answer between pants while thrusting your hips forward, trying to gain some friction.
I grin, and can’t help but feel proud of myself about what I can do within a week. Pulling you to every and any part of our house whenever we’re alone helps you decide whether you belong to me or not.
“Now, I don’t need to take out money again from my back account.” I murmur.
Author: lovekibummie
Pairing: KyuMin
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Incest, Smut
Summary: Sungmin’s lovers never lasted for a week.
A/N: I can't hide how i love hyuk's red hair.. :p
Beta: philophobicmefor the smut & @giraffesque for the grammar
“Kyu, Kyu~” You call after shutting the front door. You just introduced me to your boyfriend, Lee Hyukjae. You don’t know how much I hate being introduced to your lovers, but then again, I never let you know about it.
“Yes, Min?” I replied without tearing my gaze off my PSP.
I can see you pout while you walk towards where I am seated. “Still the disrespectful brother, I see,” you tease and plop yourself in the vacant seat on my left side. “What do you think about Hyukkie? He’s gorgeous, right? And do you know that he sizzles whenever he dances? And damn, his red hair! Those red locks make me swoon all over him.”
“Give it a week, hyung,” I murmur, trying to stop myself from showing my evil smirk.
You just shrug and leisurely step up the stairs. “Nah, we’ve been dating for a month already.” You grin and I hear you confine yourself inside your room.
This is the first time you didn’t introduce someone to me right after you start dating them. No wonder your relationship lasted for a month already.
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A week after…
“What are you still doing here?” I hiss when I open the door and see your boyfriend waiting for you.
He shows his full set of gums that my knuckles badly want to feel. “I love him, not his money.” I suddenly feel a rush of deep hatred pumping inside my veins. This Lee Hyukjae is the longest boyfriend you've ever had.
“Kyu~ Why didn’t you let Hyukkie in? That’s so mean,” you complain while closing the gap between you and your gummy boyfriend. “I’m going now. I already cooked dinner for you.”
I curse loudly the moment you close the door and swear. “Give it a week, hyung.”
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Another week after…
“Kyu~” I hear you sniff after closing the door to my room. I smile- I know that I have succeeded once again.
I motion for you to come near me and before you know it, you’re held lovingly in my arms again. “I told you, hyung, they just want to get near you because of our money.” I try to suppress my sneer, not wanting you to detect a hint of rejoicing inside of me.
“B-but… but I thought he was different…” you cry.
You shift and straddle my lap as you wrap your arms around my torso and rest your head on my chest. I freeze for a bit, not because I’m uncomfortable with our position but because I’m afraid you might hear the loud thumping I contain inside of my chest.
“You said that too for the last boyfriend slash girlfriend you had,” I clarify, moving backwards to the headboard so I can lean my back against it while I settle my hands beside your thighs, caressing them.
Instead of retorting back, you remain silent and I sigh. “Why do you always look for someone when you already have me, hyung?” I ask dejectedly. I’ve asked you this question over and over again, yet you always reply with ‘we’re brothers Kyuhyun, we can’t always do this’, so I wait for you to say that phrase which haunts me, even in my sleep.
“Maybe you’re right,” you mumble and sit straight, facing me.
“What?” I ask again, not believing what you just said mere seconds ago. Did you really say that I’m right? Or are my ears just screwing with me?
You hands dreamily caress my cheeks and at the same time your eyes draw me in closer. “I said, you’re right. Maybe I should stop looking for someone since I already have you.”
And with that you close the distance between our lips. It’s been months since the last time I tasted you, and it's just like what I have always imagined; it tastes sinfully sweet. I lick and nibble your lower lip, making you moan and give me entrance to taste more of what you can offer.
Gratefully, I slip my tongue inside your mouth; we both moan the moment our tongues meet and then a never ending tongue duel started.
Our tongues intertwine almost like how our hands do. We almost forgot that within the heaven of the kiss, we were still on Earth - where we needed to breathe. “I'll always love you, hyung,” I whisper into your lips.
You smile and lean your forehead onto mine, placing a small kiss on my nose and then another short lingering one on my puffy lips. “I know,” you answer back- though it’s not what I wanted to hear, it’s already enough for me.
I gently stroke my hand against your face and endearing words escape my lips. “You’re so beautiful, Min,” I inform you- though in reality, I know you’re already tired of hearing it. You take hold of my hand, and I flinch in a sudden pain. You looked worriedly as you look at my hand that’s become discolored.
“What happened?” you question me.
I can’t possibly tell you that I got it when I punched your ex-boyfriend. Well, it’s his fault anyway. Your previous exes will stay away just by me giving them large sums of money, but this Hyukjae was different, so I had to resort into beating him and threatening him and that I’d do the same with people close to him if he wouldn’t break up with you. “Nothing, hyung, I just accidentally hit something.”
“Don’t worry; hyung will make you feel better,” you assure me. And with that you slowly wrap your lips around my index finger. You stare at me affectionately as you move your lips around my fingers one by one, licking and sucking them. I moan, not because of pain, but because of the intense pleasure searing from my fingers throughout my body.
A lustful ‘pop’ resounds in the room after you release my finger. My eyes are hazy because of a strong surge of love and lust that just boils on my blood after the stunt you did.
“Feeling better?” you innocently ask, like you didn’t just gaze at me sexily and tease me with your lips and tongue poking and licking my long digits.
“No,” I groan as I thrust my hips upwards, making you feel my need.
Lazily, you untangle yourself from my embrace and stand in the middle of the bed. You slowly unbutton your shirt, prompting me to become mesmerized at your fine abs. After a short while, your fingers finally find the buckle of your pants and tug it down together with your tight briefs, leaving you with nothing but your hard cock standing before me with white liquid glistening on its head.
“Kyu~” you whimper in need as you walk towards me until your cock pokes my cheek, trapping me in between the headboard and your aching member.
You placed your hands on the wall for support when my tongue licks just the head of your erection, tasting it. “You taste delicious, hyung,” I mumble on your cock, making you shiver- then I wrap my lips around it.
“Kyu~ Ahhh…” you cry in frustration when I don’t do anything. I like how you look so fucking vulnerable, you, our campus heartthrob and the successor of a multibillion company.
You scream in pleasure when your cock slowly disappears inside my mouth. You curse. I love how your innocent pink lips curse because of the bliss I’m giving you. My head starts to bob rapidly, and stops at one point to suck at the head of your cock and lick the veins under it, making your legs a little shaky.
I cup both of your butt cheeks to support you, only to get your hard member hit the back of my throat. I almost gag, but I loved every part of it.
When it gets painful for me I start to quicken my pace. I hollow my lips, adding pressure onto your cock while moving back and forth. You absentmindedly thrust into my mouth, making me feel sinfully good. How much I love you when you do that to me, when you do things without thinking.
You buck as long strokes of cum hit the back of my throat. I swallow most of it but I keep some in my mouth- then I gently lay you on the bed and push your legs towards your chest. I stare at your pink hole- I feel like it's staring back at me. I open my mouth and let your come drip on your opening, earning a throaty moan from you. I don’t know how I manage to get myself to strip within a few seconds, because I keep on thinking about the improvised lube I just made and bit by bit, I plunge myself inside of you.
“Fuck!” You whimper both in pleasure and in pain once my rock-hard cock is fully inside of you.
I kiss your lips, loving the profanities escaping from them. “Min,” I whisper in your lips. “You’re mine.”
And with that I lethargically pull out my erection and thrust back inside of you. I smile, seeing you thrash your head side to side because of the incredible pleasure you’re experiencing as well as the pain of wanting to have your release.
“Who do you belong to, hyung?” I ask, accentuating every word with a deep thrust.
You unknowingly thrust your hips, wanting to have me inside you deeper. “Tell me you belong to me, hyung.” I demand, keeping my slow pace in order to make you want me more.
After not hearing a response from you, I shift you to another position. I place your right leg in between mine and your left leg over my shoulder. Damn, I love how flexible you are.
“Ahhh… Kyu… You… Deep...” You incoherently mumble and you fist the bed covers when you feel my cock impaling you deeper than in the previous position.
“That’s not what I want to hear from you, hyung,” I inform you, keeping my slow pace and making you crazy because you badly want to reach that climax that I can always give you.
Then after a while I finally hit that spot that will throw ‘sanity’ out of your dictionary. “Kyu~ faster… please…” you beg painfully because I keep on hitting your prostrate, and yet I haven’t sped up to a pace you know I’m good at.
“Give it a week, Kyu~” you plead. Though I want you to say that you belong to me, I love how you answer honestly. You don’t just give in to my demands just because you need a release and give me false hope. I suddenly felt a pinch of guilt over your lovers that I jerked away from you. But I’m selfish- I just want the perfect you to belong to a damaged me.
“Kyu~~ ahhhh… cum… please…” You continuously ask for it, and my feelings of love for you just became stronger again- I can no longer hold back, and I begin to give you the release that you yearn for.
Moans fill the room as I quicken my pace. I hit your prostrate dead-on repeatedly in an incredible speed, prompting you to writhe like a madman. “Oh Kyu~… yes… fuck…” you curse when you feel my hands wrapping around your aching erection.
I move my hands up and down your equally hard cock at the same swiftness that I piston my erection inside your tightened hole. Your body begins to convulse, signaling that you’ve reached your peak- then you squirt your cum all over my chest, which triggers my own release. “Fuck, Min,” I groan when my cock begins to twitch and long spurts of cum fill your warm cavern.
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Another week after another week…
“Kyu~” you purr as I tease you, poking my erection at the entrance of your puckered hole.
I smirk and whisper softly in your ears, “Who do you belong to now, Min hyung?”
“You. I belong to you, Kyu,” you answer between pants while thrusting your hips forward, trying to gain some friction.
I grin, and can’t help but feel proud of myself about what I can do within a week. Pulling you to every and any part of our house whenever we’re alone helps you decide whether you belong to me or not.
“Now, I don’t need to take out money again from my back account.” I murmur.