Department Store Beds
Title: Department Store Beds
Author: hyuukie
Pairing: Doojoon/Junhyung, ninja!Kikwang/Dongwoon
Rating: NC-17
Warning: smut, swearing
Summary: A sexually frustrated Junhyung tells Doojoon what he thinks of the beds in department stores.
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, sadly.
"Do you think we need more dishes and utensils? I know Kikwang broke a few plates when he made breakfast last week..."
"I don't know, I also don't care." Junhyung responded boredly, stopping behind the leader.
BEAST decided to take a shopping trip to the mall to get away and relax a little, but also because they did really want to go shopping. Yoseob and Hyunseung wanted to buy some clothes, Kikwang and Dongwoon wanted to check out electronics, and Doojoon thought it would be the perfect time to go buy any random but important necessities.
They kept a low profile, wearing hats and glasses, but nothing too suspicious, and since it was a Sunday, the mall wasn't busy. In fact, most stores were even deserted, and they were all run by old folks who didn't even know who they were.
"What do you think of this dish set? It says it has six dishes. That's perfect, right?" Doojoon reached out and took a box off of the little table and held it up.
"Can we shop for something else?"
"Like what?" Doojoon placed the box carefully inside the shopping cart and turned around to face his boyfriend, only to find the younger male's face centimeters away from his own. The leader felt his ears go red.
"Let's go to the bed section." Junhyung whispered lowly, his breath tickling Doojoon's lips.
"W-What? W-W-Why?" Doojoon quickly backed up, glancing around nervously. The department store was huge, quiet and empty, but you never knew who was watching. "We don't need beds."
"But I like looking at them. Jeez, can't a guy browse?"
Doojoon blinked. "Er, okay, if you really want to."
Junhyung walked past the leader and practically bolted down the store. Doojoon lost sight of him when the rapper rounded a corner, and since he had to push a cart, he was much slower.
"You could wait, you know, I'm pushing the---" Doojoon stopped mid sentence. He felt like the wind had been knocked out of him and the room's temperature suddenly rose a few degrees.
Junhyung was sitting on the edge of a queen sized cream bed. He was leaning back onto his hands and his legs were spread. Wide open. "You know what I think of whenever I see nice store beds?" The rapper's thighs parted even more and his tongue darted out to swipe his upper lip. He was tracing light circles with his right hand on the sheets of the cream bed, and Doojoon swallowed, wishing the room's air wasn't so suffocating.
"W-What?" Doojoon replied hoarsely, his hands dropping unconciously from the shopping cart.
Junhyung scooted back further onto the bed and lifted his legs up, "I think of how comfortable they look. And how great it would feel if you fucked me into the mattress."
Doojoon's brain exploded at his boyfriend's words, and he cursed himself for wearing jeans. Of all days to wear jeans. And Junhyung looked so deliciously edible, lying down on the bed, his eyes hooded behind his glasses and his legs still open.
"R-Really? That thought of store beds never crossed my mind before," Doojoon forced a laugh, and once again, his eyes darted around the empty store. "We should check out those pillows!" The leader abandoned his cart in favour of running to the shelves with pillows neatly lined up. Anything to get away from the sight of his boyfriend on the bed.
Junhyung frowned, irritated, and hopped off the bed to follow his boyfriend.
Yes, he was frustrated. Sexually frustrated. Why?Because BEAST had had a busy schedule for the past two months and Junhyung and Doojoon barely had any time together. Alone.
The rest of the BEAST members knew the two were together, heck, even Kikwang and Dongwoon got together not too long after, and even their manager knew, so fanservice and little touches of affection didn't bother anyone and they didn't have to hide their relationship. Fans loved hugs and kisses on the cheek anyway.
But alone time was important too, and after two months of nothing going farther than hugging, not even kissing or making out, Junhyung was horny as hell.
And finally Sunday came, their day off, and the members wanted to go shopping. Junhyung had a pocket full of condoms and then Doojoon went and agreed to go shopping too.
What a jerk.
"This pillow, it's got nice designs." Doojoon struggled to form words when two warm hands rested themselves on his stomach, and he gasped in surprise when he was roughly turned around and shoved into the pillow shelf, Junhyung's chest pressed flush against his chest.
"Yoon Doojoon, I want you to plow me like a cornfield."
Doojoon squeaked at the words and pushed Junhyung back, quickly putting back the pillow and moving on to the blanket shelf. He picked up a red blanket and unfolded it, holding it up to create a barrier between him and his boyfriend. "Red's a lovely colour, no?"
Junhyung swatted the blanket away and it fell to the floor. "I'm not wearing underwear."
Doojoon exhaled shakily and moved around the shelf to a clothing rack with bathrobes, "Haha, what an appropriate thing to say in a very public place where someone could walk by any second." He snatched a robe and covered Junhyung with it.
Junhyung threw the robe off and strode up to Doojoon. He gripped the front of the older male's white v-neck and pulled him down to eye level, though the two didn't differ that much in height. "You don't even have to move, I'll just ride you." The rapper moved forward to kiss his boyfriend, but the leader managed to pry Junhyung's fingers from his shirt and escape.
"O-Oh look!" Doojoon knew the tent in his pants was showing, but he didn't care. He had to resist.
He'd be lying if he he said he didn't want to fuck Junhyung's brains out on a pretty, blue store bed. In fact, he really, really did. But he was a responsible leader, and responsible leaders don't have sex with their ridiculously hot boyfriends in public places, no matter how deserted the place is, and no matter how turned on they are.
"D-Didn't Yobseo say he needed pajama pants?" And now he was getting tongue tied, not even pronouncing his bandmate's name right. He practically ripped the pants off of the hanger and backed up and away from the male advancing towards him. In panic, he threw the flimsy article of clothing at his boyfriend and yelped when the backs of his knees came in contact with something soft and he fell backwards.
On to a bed, of course.
Doojoon gulped and scanned the area, mentally face palming when he realized his and Junhyung's little chase had gone in a circle and the two were now back in the bed section, but this bed was in a little secluded corner. There was even a shelf blocking one side of the bed and several clothing racks were hiding the bed. How convenient.
Junhyung didn't discard the pajama pants as he slowly got on the bed too, grinning at the sight of Doojoon trapped. "A blue bed? Perfect."
Before Doojoon could roll off or get away, Junhyung had swiftly and neatly tied his left forearm to a bed post. He questioned how the rapper was so good at tying fast knots.
"J-Jun-baby, please don't do this." Doojoon was now desparate. There were probably cameras catching their every move, and the leader knew, he just knew , someone was bound to walk by and discover them. He tilted his head up and used the puppy dog look.
Lust filled eyes met big round orbs.
"I know that's supposed to be cute and all, but I'm like, super horny, so all that's doing is feeding fuel to the fire." Junhyung straightened out Doojoon's legs and moved up to straddle his boyfriend's lap.
Doojoon let out a weird noise; he tried to hold back a moan, but it ended up coming out anyway, in a very strange sound. The feeling of his clothed erection against Junhyung's clothed one sent him over the edge, and the thought and fear of being caught completely disappeared.
Junhyung placed a hand behind Doojoon's head and connected their lips. His free hand found its way up the leader's shirt and was exploring every muscle and line on the male's body.
Doojoon moaned into Junhyung's mouth, unable to concentrate on what Junhyung's mouth was doing, what his hands were doing, and what his hips were doing. He started to feel dizzy and shut his eyes, his palms clenched into tight fists, his left wrist straining against the pajama pants.
Junhyung rolled his hips down, his ass creating friction with Doojoon's arousal, and his tongue shot out to lick the older's bottom lip teasingly. The hand that was behind Doojoon's head tangled itself in his black hair and was tugging it in a painful yet pleasurable way, and his right hand tweaked a nipple.
Just as Doojoon opened his mouth to welcome Junhyung's tongue, the younger started to suck on his upper lip, his teeth lightly nipping the flesh. The hand underneath his shirt vanished and Doojoon whined at the lost touch, only to be greeted with it again in his pants.
Doojoon already felt hot and wet and dirty all over, and he honestly didn't know when Junhyung had unzipped his pants. He was, however, very aware that his erection was now standing up in the open, cool air, and that Junhyung's tongue was now pressing against his.
Damn, Junhyung could multitask.
The rapper gripped Doojoon's hard member and the leader mewled, melting under Junhyung's magical fingers. Junhyung continued to stroke Doojoon, smearing his precum up and down the length.
Junhyung broke the kiss and rested his forehead onto Doojoon's, his breath ragged and heavy, "How do you feel, baby?"
"Ahh, grro..." Doojoon found he couldn't form words, and instead responded by using his right hand to tug at the waistband of Junhyung's jeans.
Junhyung's hand that was stroking Doojoon thumbed at the tip and covered itself in precum. The rapper kicked his pants off (yes, he really wasn't wearing underwear) and resumed his position in on top of Doojoon.
Junhyung moved farther up the older's lap and lifted his butt slightly in the air to get a better angle. His own erection was pulsing and pressed to Doojoon's exposed stomach.
Just as Junhyung stuck a finger up his ass to prepare himself, Doojoon's free hand reached down and fisted his lover's shaft.
"Fuck!" Junhyung panted, and Doojoon, enjoying the sound of the rapper moaning, leaned forward to lick the bead of sweat running down the younger's neck.
His lips attached themselves to Junhyung's collarbone and he started to suck until his drew blood, his hand still fondling Junhyung's arousal.
Junhyung growled and pulled his fingers out, deciding that he couldn't wait.
He was that sexually frustrated.
Without warning, Junhyung impaled himself on Doojoon's raging erection, and the latter inhaled sharply, the smell on Junhyung and only Junhyung invaded his nostrils.
Junhyung raised himself up as if to pull out before slamming back down.
Doojoon bucked his hips up and prayed he could form one word.
"F-Faster." He mumbled into Junhyung's neck, his right hand still pleasuring his boyfriend and his left hand still tied to the cursed bed post. Sweat was running down his back and his toes curled in bliss.
Junhyung nodded and continued to ride Doojoon's cock, the two gasping and moaning, their hands everywhere and anywhere.
Junhyung abruptly smashed their lips together and Doojoon happily kissed back, finding himself close to his climax.
"Urrg!" Doojoon cried out as he came, and Junhyung soon followed after.
The rapper fell forward, tired, his sweat slicked forehead connecting with Doojoon's.
The leader removed Junhyung's glasses and tossed them aside, staring into his boyfriend's half closed eyes.
"Ugh, next time, you fuck me into the mattress, because I'm fucking drained."
Doojoon chuckled, "You're crazy, but I love you.""
"Not crazy, just horny and sexually frustrated, you jerk."
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-cries- IDEK what I'm doing, I don't usually write smut ._.
It's been a year since I wrote 2Jun. Where's all the 2Jun smut at? :(
It was supposed to be Kikwang/Dongwoon, so maybe I'll write that later.
AND YEAH, THEY HAVE SEX WITH JUNHYUNG'S GLASSES ON, BECAUSE JUNGLASSES IS A MAJOR TURN ON.
Dominant uke Junhyung FTW. ♥
Author: hyuukie
Pairing: Doojoon/Junhyung, ninja!Kikwang/Dongwoon
Rating: NC-17
Warning: smut, swearing
Summary: A sexually frustrated Junhyung tells Doojoon what he thinks of the beds in department stores.
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, sadly.
"Do you think we need more dishes and utensils? I know Kikwang broke a few plates when he made breakfast last week..."
"I don't know, I also don't care." Junhyung responded boredly, stopping behind the leader.
BEAST decided to take a shopping trip to the mall to get away and relax a little, but also because they did really want to go shopping. Yoseob and Hyunseung wanted to buy some clothes, Kikwang and Dongwoon wanted to check out electronics, and Doojoon thought it would be the perfect time to go buy any random but important necessities.
They kept a low profile, wearing hats and glasses, but nothing too suspicious, and since it was a Sunday, the mall wasn't busy. In fact, most stores were even deserted, and they were all run by old folks who didn't even know who they were.
"What do you think of this dish set? It says it has six dishes. That's perfect, right?" Doojoon reached out and took a box off of the little table and held it up.
"Can we shop for something else?"
"Like what?" Doojoon placed the box carefully inside the shopping cart and turned around to face his boyfriend, only to find the younger male's face centimeters away from his own. The leader felt his ears go red.
"Let's go to the bed section." Junhyung whispered lowly, his breath tickling Doojoon's lips.
"W-What? W-W-Why?" Doojoon quickly backed up, glancing around nervously. The department store was huge, quiet and empty, but you never knew who was watching. "We don't need beds."
"But I like looking at them. Jeez, can't a guy browse?"
Doojoon blinked. "Er, okay, if you really want to."
Junhyung walked past the leader and practically bolted down the store. Doojoon lost sight of him when the rapper rounded a corner, and since he had to push a cart, he was much slower.
"You could wait, you know, I'm pushing the---" Doojoon stopped mid sentence. He felt like the wind had been knocked out of him and the room's temperature suddenly rose a few degrees.
Junhyung was sitting on the edge of a queen sized cream bed. He was leaning back onto his hands and his legs were spread. Wide open. "You know what I think of whenever I see nice store beds?" The rapper's thighs parted even more and his tongue darted out to swipe his upper lip. He was tracing light circles with his right hand on the sheets of the cream bed, and Doojoon swallowed, wishing the room's air wasn't so suffocating.
"W-What?" Doojoon replied hoarsely, his hands dropping unconciously from the shopping cart.
Junhyung scooted back further onto the bed and lifted his legs up, "I think of how comfortable they look. And how great it would feel if you fucked me into the mattress."
Doojoon's brain exploded at his boyfriend's words, and he cursed himself for wearing jeans. Of all days to wear jeans. And Junhyung looked so deliciously edible, lying down on the bed, his eyes hooded behind his glasses and his legs still open.
"R-Really? That thought of store beds never crossed my mind before," Doojoon forced a laugh, and once again, his eyes darted around the empty store. "We should check out those pillows!" The leader abandoned his cart in favour of running to the shelves with pillows neatly lined up. Anything to get away from the sight of his boyfriend on the bed.
Junhyung frowned, irritated, and hopped off the bed to follow his boyfriend.
Yes, he was frustrated. Sexually frustrated. Why?Because BEAST had had a busy schedule for the past two months and Junhyung and Doojoon barely had any time together. Alone.
The rest of the BEAST members knew the two were together, heck, even Kikwang and Dongwoon got together not too long after, and even their manager knew, so fanservice and little touches of affection didn't bother anyone and they didn't have to hide their relationship. Fans loved hugs and kisses on the cheek anyway.
But alone time was important too, and after two months of nothing going farther than hugging, not even kissing or making out, Junhyung was horny as hell.
And finally Sunday came, their day off, and the members wanted to go shopping. Junhyung had a pocket full of condoms and then Doojoon went and agreed to go shopping too.
What a jerk.
"This pillow, it's got nice designs." Doojoon struggled to form words when two warm hands rested themselves on his stomach, and he gasped in surprise when he was roughly turned around and shoved into the pillow shelf, Junhyung's chest pressed flush against his chest.
"Yoon Doojoon, I want you to plow me like a cornfield."
Doojoon squeaked at the words and pushed Junhyung back, quickly putting back the pillow and moving on to the blanket shelf. He picked up a red blanket and unfolded it, holding it up to create a barrier between him and his boyfriend. "Red's a lovely colour, no?"
Junhyung swatted the blanket away and it fell to the floor. "I'm not wearing underwear."
Doojoon exhaled shakily and moved around the shelf to a clothing rack with bathrobes, "Haha, what an appropriate thing to say in a very public place where someone could walk by any second." He snatched a robe and covered Junhyung with it.
Junhyung threw the robe off and strode up to Doojoon. He gripped the front of the older male's white v-neck and pulled him down to eye level, though the two didn't differ that much in height. "You don't even have to move, I'll just ride you." The rapper moved forward to kiss his boyfriend, but the leader managed to pry Junhyung's fingers from his shirt and escape.
"O-Oh look!" Doojoon knew the tent in his pants was showing, but he didn't care. He had to resist.
He'd be lying if he he said he didn't want to fuck Junhyung's brains out on a pretty, blue store bed. In fact, he really, really did. But he was a responsible leader, and responsible leaders don't have sex with their ridiculously hot boyfriends in public places, no matter how deserted the place is, and no matter how turned on they are.
"D-Didn't Yobseo say he needed pajama pants?" And now he was getting tongue tied, not even pronouncing his bandmate's name right. He practically ripped the pants off of the hanger and backed up and away from the male advancing towards him. In panic, he threw the flimsy article of clothing at his boyfriend and yelped when the backs of his knees came in contact with something soft and he fell backwards.
On to a bed, of course.
Doojoon gulped and scanned the area, mentally face palming when he realized his and Junhyung's little chase had gone in a circle and the two were now back in the bed section, but this bed was in a little secluded corner. There was even a shelf blocking one side of the bed and several clothing racks were hiding the bed. How convenient.
Junhyung didn't discard the pajama pants as he slowly got on the bed too, grinning at the sight of Doojoon trapped. "A blue bed? Perfect."
Before Doojoon could roll off or get away, Junhyung had swiftly and neatly tied his left forearm to a bed post. He questioned how the rapper was so good at tying fast knots.
"J-Jun-baby, please don't do this." Doojoon was now desparate. There were probably cameras catching their every move, and the leader knew, he just knew , someone was bound to walk by and discover them. He tilted his head up and used the puppy dog look.
Lust filled eyes met big round orbs.
"I know that's supposed to be cute and all, but I'm like, super horny, so all that's doing is feeding fuel to the fire." Junhyung straightened out Doojoon's legs and moved up to straddle his boyfriend's lap.
Doojoon let out a weird noise; he tried to hold back a moan, but it ended up coming out anyway, in a very strange sound. The feeling of his clothed erection against Junhyung's clothed one sent him over the edge, and the thought and fear of being caught completely disappeared.
Junhyung placed a hand behind Doojoon's head and connected their lips. His free hand found its way up the leader's shirt and was exploring every muscle and line on the male's body.
Doojoon moaned into Junhyung's mouth, unable to concentrate on what Junhyung's mouth was doing, what his hands were doing, and what his hips were doing. He started to feel dizzy and shut his eyes, his palms clenched into tight fists, his left wrist straining against the pajama pants.
Junhyung rolled his hips down, his ass creating friction with Doojoon's arousal, and his tongue shot out to lick the older's bottom lip teasingly. The hand that was behind Doojoon's head tangled itself in his black hair and was tugging it in a painful yet pleasurable way, and his right hand tweaked a nipple.
Just as Doojoon opened his mouth to welcome Junhyung's tongue, the younger started to suck on his upper lip, his teeth lightly nipping the flesh. The hand underneath his shirt vanished and Doojoon whined at the lost touch, only to be greeted with it again in his pants.
Doojoon already felt hot and wet and dirty all over, and he honestly didn't know when Junhyung had unzipped his pants. He was, however, very aware that his erection was now standing up in the open, cool air, and that Junhyung's tongue was now pressing against his.
Damn, Junhyung could multitask.
The rapper gripped Doojoon's hard member and the leader mewled, melting under Junhyung's magical fingers. Junhyung continued to stroke Doojoon, smearing his precum up and down the length.
Junhyung broke the kiss and rested his forehead onto Doojoon's, his breath ragged and heavy, "How do you feel, baby?"
"Ahh, grro..." Doojoon found he couldn't form words, and instead responded by using his right hand to tug at the waistband of Junhyung's jeans.
Junhyung's hand that was stroking Doojoon thumbed at the tip and covered itself in precum. The rapper kicked his pants off (yes, he really wasn't wearing underwear) and resumed his position in on top of Doojoon.
Junhyung moved farther up the older's lap and lifted his butt slightly in the air to get a better angle. His own erection was pulsing and pressed to Doojoon's exposed stomach.
Just as Junhyung stuck a finger up his ass to prepare himself, Doojoon's free hand reached down and fisted his lover's shaft.
"Fuck!" Junhyung panted, and Doojoon, enjoying the sound of the rapper moaning, leaned forward to lick the bead of sweat running down the younger's neck.
His lips attached themselves to Junhyung's collarbone and he started to suck until his drew blood, his hand still fondling Junhyung's arousal.
Junhyung growled and pulled his fingers out, deciding that he couldn't wait.
He was that sexually frustrated.
Without warning, Junhyung impaled himself on Doojoon's raging erection, and the latter inhaled sharply, the smell on Junhyung and only Junhyung invaded his nostrils.
Junhyung raised himself up as if to pull out before slamming back down.
Doojoon bucked his hips up and prayed he could form one word.
"F-Faster." He mumbled into Junhyung's neck, his right hand still pleasuring his boyfriend and his left hand still tied to the cursed bed post. Sweat was running down his back and his toes curled in bliss.
Junhyung nodded and continued to ride Doojoon's cock, the two gasping and moaning, their hands everywhere and anywhere.
Junhyung abruptly smashed their lips together and Doojoon happily kissed back, finding himself close to his climax.
"Urrg!" Doojoon cried out as he came, and Junhyung soon followed after.
The rapper fell forward, tired, his sweat slicked forehead connecting with Doojoon's.
The leader removed Junhyung's glasses and tossed them aside, staring into his boyfriend's half closed eyes.
"Ugh, next time, you fuck me into the mattress, because I'm fucking drained."
Doojoon chuckled, "You're crazy, but I love you.""
"Not crazy, just horny and sexually frustrated, you jerk."
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-cries- IDEK what I'm doing, I don't usually write smut ._.
It's been a year since I wrote 2Jun. Where's all the 2Jun smut at? :(
It was supposed to be Kikwang/Dongwoon, so maybe I'll write that later.
AND YEAH, THEY HAVE SEX WITH JUNHYUNG'S GLASSES ON, BECAUSE JUNGLASSES IS A MAJOR TURN ON.
Dominant uke Junhyung FTW. ♥