Pornathon Drabble Dump
Title: Plausible Deniability: Rejected
Pairing: Siwon/Heechul
Genre: Legends!AU
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: The boys are their own people. I just own the creative rights.
Wordcount: 737
Warnings: Explicit sexual content.
Summary: Where Heechul is a bored and annoyed Cupid and Siwon is the unwitting Psyche.
A/N: For sjpornathon challenge #1 - World Legends
If there was one thing he hated more than the simple-minded mortals (so easily mislead, worse than sheep honestly), was visit from mummy dearest. Venus might be the goddess of love and beauty, but she was also the most conceited and vainest person he had the most unfortunate luck to deal with.
Of course, given his field of expertise, visits from Venus were a necessary evil. At least he had the Romans to entertain him to make up for those nasty moments. It was funny how much damage what falling in love could do to anyone.
The latest visit from Venus had to be the loudest fit Venus had thrown by far. If Venus wasn’t perfection immortalized, he would have thrown her out unceremoniously, heavenly mother or not.
As it was, Heechul was interested in seeing this latest mortal that had managed to irk his mother so. He had heard of this person’s beauty of course. Symmetrical looks that seemed to be crafted straight from marble itself, add that with the mortal’s kind disposition, it was not difficult to see how the people had managed to forget their worships to Venus.
He just hadn't expected her visit to be this soon.
“Make that urchin fall in love with the vilest creature you can find. That is an order you hear me?!”
Heechul's ears were still ringing from the harpy’s shrieking.
So there he was, standing in the room of his intended victim, golden arrow poised and ready as the occupant of the room slept quietly. Looking down at his golden arrow, he saw the word Siwon slowly appeared on its body. Ah. So that was the mortal's name.
Heechul crept closer to the bed, wanting to catch a glimpse of the famed beauty before he finished his task. Up close, he could understand why people would be distracted by his face. The beauty of this man was really something to behold. Heechul reached a hand out, fingers almost touching Siwon's nose when a scuffle could be heard from outside the room.
Cursing at himself, Heechul quickly made his way back towards the window where he came in from. In his haste to make his escape, he had fired the arrow without a second thought and fled without checking on Siwon, knowing that the aim of his arrow was always true. It was only when he reached his quarters when he noticed the blood wound on his arm.
He groaned. Falling in love with the mortal was not part of his plans.
***
Ever since that first night, Heechul had visited Siwon every night without fail. He couldn’t fight off the compulsion. That need, that obsession, to see Siwon every moment that he could. That need to know that man beneath that beauty almost unheard of among the mortals, both physically and mentally had become the center of his universe. Every waking moment spent away from Siwon was spent plotting the different ways to please the man.
And that was an incredibly satisfying goal for Heechul.
Every night, Heechul would wake Siwon with some form of pleasure. Sometimes, he kissed the mortal till he woke. Sometimes, he woke Siwon by licking and nibbling at his nipples, the nubs pert and taut, so sensitive even at the lightest touch. But most times, Heechul preferred waking Siwon by deep throating him. The moment when Siwon shook the remains of his dreams and start twisting his bed sheets mindlessly had always reassured Heechul about his prowess. That despite being trapped in a love spell of his own making, he still had control over how he wanted it.
Heechul would then proceed to do whatever that had struck his fancy that day. He had tried fingering Siwon till he came (so beautiful as he fell apart). There was the time where he tongue-fucked Siwon. That one time that they had tried a sixty nine before Heechul had pinned him down the bed and rode him. But mostly, they took turn fucking each other until they were both raw from the screaming and the thrusting, bodies so well-used and abused that Heechul was almost reluctant to leave the bed as dawn approached. A good outcome from his careless mistake really.
The only thing he ever asked of Siwon was that he would never try to see him.
And of course, it was that one rule that the idiot mortal just had to break.
Title: The Smile Beneath Those Eyes
Pairing: Heechul/Sungmin
Genre: Horror/Supernatural
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The boys are their own people. I just own the creative rights.
Wordcount: 755
Warnings: Sexual situations.
Summary: Beauty is not just on the surface. It's skin deep too.
A/N: For sjpornathon challenge #3 - Horror. Based on this Japanese Urban Legend Kuchisake-onna (Slit-mouthed Woman)
When he thought back to this memory, he would always remember the eyes.
His eyes. Those gorgeous orbs of radiance and beauty.
The way they met wasn’t anything dreadfully special. In fact, it had happened at a gay bar.
Heechul was busy having a laugh at the expense of the unfortunate guys who pitifully thought they stood with a chance with them. A moment of false hope, a couple of free drinks and a humiliating heartbreak. He was in the mood for destruction that night.
That was when he spotted the mysterious figure dancing. It was intriguing to say the least. The way the man moved, it was as if he was blending into the mass of writhing bodies around him, yet, it seemed as if he was weaving in and out of the crowd, a black horse, shining so brightly no matter how much he tried to dim the brilliance.
But the thing that attracted Heechul most was his eyes. Even though the crowd on the dance floor had all but blocked his view of the man’s figure, those eyes seemed determined to demand attention from everyone. Despite the dim lights hanging low in the club, Heechul did not miss the fact that those eyes were of clear brown, eyes that seemed to bare all secrets and yet hid all emotions.
Heechul never wanted anyone as much as this man at that moment.
Ignoring his friends’ shouts as he abandoned them and his ill-acquired drinks by the bar, he sauntered over to the enticing figure, somehow knowing instinctively that they both belonged to each other. Just tonight, when the both of them will melt into the dark and taking a deep dive into the still opal surface of sin.
"How about if we take this somewhere a little more comfortable hmm?" Heechul whispered low and dark into the ear of the man as he draped himself over the back of the dancer, hips grinding intently into the cleft of his ass.
The man let out a low groan before nodding. Without turning, he took hold of Heechul’s hand and tugged him towards the exit. Behind them, Heechul could vaguely hear the whooping and cat-calling from his friends, but he paid little attention to them. He only wanted to see those eyes again. To see those eyes letting go of everything, every secret and emotions as they both climaxed.
Heechul never really remembered how it happened, but somehow they ended up back at his apartment. But the mechanics did not matter. All that matter was they were both here and his desire for this man burned him so deep and so dark that Heechul was surprised that he hadn’t simultaneously combusted just from that intense stare from the man.
"Your name. I need to know what your name is," Heechul rasped.
The man tilted his head slightly before answering softly, “Sungmin.”
"Sungmin," Heechul repeated, already hypnotized by that smooth voice.
Sungmin merely nodded before pulling Heechul into his bedroom. The moment the door slammed shut, both of them gave in to the raw desire. Clothes ripped and torn off, arms scrambling and scratching at any available exposed skin, as they landed roughly on to the bed.
Sungmin straddled Heechul, holding him down by pining his arms by the side of his head, mouth working its way down his neck before sucking harshly at his pulse point. Heechul arched at the stimulation, accidentally rubbing both their groins together. Sungmin let out a moan before attacking the same spot with more ferocity than before.
"You’re beautiful," Heechul said breathlessly at the sight of Sungmin bouncing on his lap at his leisure. "So so beautiful."
Sungmin stilled before staring blankly at Heechul. "You think I’m beautiful?"
"If you could see yourself right now.."
Sungmin gave a small smile before leaning forward. "Look again. Do you still think I'm beautiful?"
Heechul stared in horror as scar lines slowly appeared at the edge of Sungmin's lips, stretching and moving until his mouth was slit from ear to ear.
Heechul trembled in fear because at that moment, Sungmin looked like a maniac with that sardonic smile. It was worse than the Joker because it was real.
"Y-Yes."
Sungmin’s face twisted further, his face morphing into a thing of nightmares.
"I’m glad… because you’ll have one of your own soon. We can share this beauty won’t we Heechul?"
The last thing he remembered was how those eyes lighted up with childish delight before he shivered in fear and everything had faded away.
Title: Love Is The Game We Play
Pairing: Siwon/Sungmin
Genre: Gossip Girl!AU
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The boys are their own people. I just own the creative rights.
Wordcount: 776
Warnings: Sexual situation.
Summary: When the lines between a game and feelings has blurred.
A/N: For sjpornathon challenge #4 - Crossover AU. Based on Chuck/Blair of S3.
Sungmin fiddled with his phone as he counted down the last minute in his head. He always hated this part, the waiting. It was boring and left his brain unoccupied. And when his mind wandered, it went to places so dark, even he won't have been able to find his way out.
But he guessed that was what made him so perfect for him.
Gulping down the last of his scotch, he stood up and slowly made his way to the back of the bar, to a little corridor tucked between the store room, the manager’s office and the kitchen, secluded from prying eyes, unless one knew what to look for.
And Sungmin already knew what he was looking for.
Pausing at the doorway, he took a moment to rake his eyes over the couple who were standing intimately, faces so close that they were already breathing in the same air.
A man leaning casually against the wall, eyes peering underneath long dark lashes at the elegant woman who had her arms draped lightly over his shoulders, her breasts pressing neatly into his chest. His full lips stretching slightly at the ends, giving away the slight amusement he felt as the woman’s lips grazed his cheeks before sweeping to his ear, whispering something probably inappropriate.
Sungmin watched as the man replied, too soft and faraway for him to hear, before his eyes flicked over and caught sight of Sungmin standing there observing the scene. His head tilted up slightly, as if daring to come closer and crash his little party.
Oh crash it he shall.
Sungmin drew himself in before marching over to the couple.
"Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?"
"Sungmin. Wait. I can expla-"
That was when the woman interrupted. "I’m sorry. I-I didn’t know that he had a girlfriend. Let alone a boyfriend."
The man glared at her. "Yes you did. I just told you," Turning around, body subtly nudging the woman out of the way, he turned to Sungmin with pleading eyes, "She did."
The woman scoffed delicately, staring in disbelief at the man.
That was when Sungmin decided to let it all out. "I'm ashamed at you Tiffany Hwang. How can you do that? Pick up someone in a relationship?! Have you no pride? No self-respect?!"
"But I didn’t know. He’s Choi Siwon. And Choi Siwon doesn't settle down for anyone."
"You may have a Abercombie campaign and the access to the most popular fashion brands before anyone on the Upper East Side. But that doesn’t give you the right to steal someone else’s man! Now take your stupid bleached hair and your poorless skin and GET OUT!"
The woman merely rolled her eyes before brushing herself and walking away. "You're crazy."
The two men stared at each other intently, before Siwon broke into a smirk.
"Hey."
Sungmin smiled. "Hi," before leaning in to kiss him, hand already reaching up to pull Siwon’s face in closer.
It was a game they started to play when the honeymoon phase of their relationship was over. They mutually decided that they wanted to keep things interesting and had not wanted to settle down like any other boring couple. That was when Siwon came up with the idea. He got to play the lying cheating bastard, while Sungmin got to pick his victims and shred them down in humiliation.
Most of the time, Sungmin had a lot of fun with it. The women and men presented to him on a silver platter of destruction and humiliation were endless and did wonderful things to his self-esteem when he tore them down.
So what if the sex afterwards was rough and frantic? So what if he had gripped Siwon so tightly, bitten down so hard that the bruises wouldn’t fade away for days? Or that he would be begging Siwon to fuck him harder when Siwon had nearly bended him into half? Or let Siwon abused his throat with his cock while driving him crazy with whatever that his sex-addled mind came up with? So what if Sungmin turned into a nympho and played out Siwon’s dirtiest fantasies?
The great Choi Siwon, who had settled for no one, told Sungmin that he loved him back.
If Sungmin wanted to mark his claim over the man, he had every damn right to do so.
And if he shamelessly begged Siwon to never leave him, well, he could always blame it on the post-sex haze.
Siwon was his, and he told Sungmin he loved him. Nothing and no one will ever change that fact.
Even if he had to lose himself in the process for it.
Title: Burning the Edges
Pairing: Kibum/Donghae
Genre: Supernatural
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The boys are their own people. I just own the creative rights.
Wordcount: 773
Warnings: Sexual situation.
Summary: Kibum doesn't interfere. Only disrupt. But for Donghae, rules are always meant to be ignored and broken.
A/N: For sjpornathon challenge #6 - Non-Human.
It started the same way it always did.
Kibum caught wind of the latest charge, set upon the path of the Guardians. Normally he wouldn't have bothered. After all, as much as he resented the idea, he knew that balance was essential to their existence. So if he had to allow the presence of pure good, the least he could do was stay out of the way.
But the moment he heard the charge was Siwon’s, he knew he had to interfere and made life, or rather afterlife, more miserable for Siwon as he went about attempting to complete his mission.
The Guardians' job was simple. There were few mortals who were pure good souls. These souls were destined for a greater purpose, to join the ranks of angels and serve a higher power. The problem was that no matter how pure the soul was, it was still possible for the soul to stray and lose its way. The Guardians were tasked to ensure these souls were directed back to their path, the right path that would bring them to their destined purpose at the end of their mortal lives.
What started out as a simple ploy of distractions and obstacles have turned into a competition of pride (Heechul would have been so proud). Somehow, the goal had gone from delaying the success of Siwon's task to the burning need to turn and conquer the soul irrevocably.
And Donghae was worth every soul sucking opportunity Kibum had neglected in order to deviate his path.
There was something about Donghae. While his core was filled with this pure gold that scorched Kibum's eyes every time he even looked at him, it was his baser instincts that fascinated Kibum to no end.
Donghae while inherently good, was also a natural born charmer. The way he wove and twirled the other mortals he met so effortlessly within the few minutes of their acquaintance, it was breathtaking to watch. It had been centuries, since Kibum had met such overpowering fluid charisma. Bar Kibum himself as Lust, there had been little who possessed such instinct. What was more intoxicating was the fact that Donghae was unaware that he was even using it.
In short, Donghae showed promise as an incubus and Kibum had special plans for him. One of them involved Donghae being in service of Kibum, in service of the deadliest of the underworld, one of the Sins, Lust.
And the best part was that Donghae didn't have to die in order to fulfill his destiny. All Kibum needed to do was possess his soul completely. And Donghae had to give his soul up willingly.
It had been months since he started his war against Siwon for Donghae's soul. And right now, it was Kibum leading by only a small margin. He knew the window was closing and if he wanted to win, the time to act was now.
That was how Kibum found himself in Donghae’s apartment, sneaking light kisses and ghosting caresses over shivering skin hidden beneath the shadows of the room.
Donghae’s eyes were blown wide open, body visibly shaking as he lied panting beneath Kibum on his sparse bed.
"Are you certain about this?" Kibum asked as his fingers trailed over Donghae’s ribs. "You can never regret your choice, your path, once you let go."
Donghae shifted up until he was propped up by his elbows, his right hand reaching up to pull Kibum in by his neck, lips ghosting over his neck before giving tiny licks at its base.
"Your name."
“W-what?” Kibum moaned, distracted as Donghae started sucking at his pulse point. There was so much potential, just waiting for the right person to mold and direct that raw sexuality hidden beneath all that pure white good. Maybe that was why Siwon tried so hard to shield Donghae from him. He probably calculated his chances of winning this soul decreasing rapidly once Kibum noticed all that penned up desires.
"You don’t actually think I believe your name is Bryan Trevor do you?" Donghae asked as he tugged on Kibum’s ear lobe gently.
Kibum gave a dark chuckle in reply. Maybe he'd make Donghae his right-hand incubus. The mortal was definitely smarter than his beauty suggested.
"It's Kibum," as he pushed Donghae back down on the bed. "Remember that name because you'll be chanting that name for an indefinite amount of time."
Donghae merely smiled. Innocence tainted with dark desires of the mortal’s baser instincts. He was going to be Kibum’s greatest achievement to date.
"Teach me," Donghae breathed into his ear as Kibum thrusted into him and surrendered.
"Teach me everything."
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A/N: My first R/NC-17 tag guys. Hopefully none of them comes off too awkward. It was good practice and exercise that's for sure.
D#1: The legend of Cupid/Psyche (or Eros/Psyche if you're familiar with Greek mythology) was a popular choice. Probably the only story attached to Cupid that I know of.
D#2: Placed as one of the second place winner of the horror round \o/ I personally quite like it because I deviate off the usual horror flair by going into urban legends.
D#3: I ship Chair \o/ (weirdest name for a ship but still :D) One of the few TV couples I absolutely adore. I'd done Veronica Mars/Logan Echolls from VM but that was a lot more complicated. Also, some of Sungmin's lines are actually lines from S3E1 ;D
D#4: This is actually meant to be part of the Sinners and Saints verse (check sidebar tags). But won't be included because I would still like to expand and give this story the proper word count it deserves. But it does make several references to previous works in this verse.
Yes yes. I realize how Sungmin, Siwon and Heechul seem to appeared in almost every single one of them /shrug helplessly
Cross posted at my_prection and shiminlove.
Pairing: Siwon/Heechul
Genre: Legends!AU
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: The boys are their own people. I just own the creative rights.
Wordcount: 737
Warnings: Explicit sexual content.
Summary: Where Heechul is a bored and annoyed Cupid and Siwon is the unwitting Psyche.
A/N: For sjpornathon challenge #1 - World Legends
If there was one thing he hated more than the simple-minded mortals (so easily mislead, worse than sheep honestly), was visit from mummy dearest. Venus might be the goddess of love and beauty, but she was also the most conceited and vainest person he had the most unfortunate luck to deal with.
Of course, given his field of expertise, visits from Venus were a necessary evil. At least he had the Romans to entertain him to make up for those nasty moments. It was funny how much damage what falling in love could do to anyone.
The latest visit from Venus had to be the loudest fit Venus had thrown by far. If Venus wasn’t perfection immortalized, he would have thrown her out unceremoniously, heavenly mother or not.
As it was, Heechul was interested in seeing this latest mortal that had managed to irk his mother so. He had heard of this person’s beauty of course. Symmetrical looks that seemed to be crafted straight from marble itself, add that with the mortal’s kind disposition, it was not difficult to see how the people had managed to forget their worships to Venus.
He just hadn't expected her visit to be this soon.
“Make that urchin fall in love with the vilest creature you can find. That is an order you hear me?!”
Heechul's ears were still ringing from the harpy’s shrieking.
So there he was, standing in the room of his intended victim, golden arrow poised and ready as the occupant of the room slept quietly. Looking down at his golden arrow, he saw the word Siwon slowly appeared on its body. Ah. So that was the mortal's name.
Heechul crept closer to the bed, wanting to catch a glimpse of the famed beauty before he finished his task. Up close, he could understand why people would be distracted by his face. The beauty of this man was really something to behold. Heechul reached a hand out, fingers almost touching Siwon's nose when a scuffle could be heard from outside the room.
Cursing at himself, Heechul quickly made his way back towards the window where he came in from. In his haste to make his escape, he had fired the arrow without a second thought and fled without checking on Siwon, knowing that the aim of his arrow was always true. It was only when he reached his quarters when he noticed the blood wound on his arm.
He groaned. Falling in love with the mortal was not part of his plans.
***
Ever since that first night, Heechul had visited Siwon every night without fail. He couldn’t fight off the compulsion. That need, that obsession, to see Siwon every moment that he could. That need to know that man beneath that beauty almost unheard of among the mortals, both physically and mentally had become the center of his universe. Every waking moment spent away from Siwon was spent plotting the different ways to please the man.
And that was an incredibly satisfying goal for Heechul.
Every night, Heechul would wake Siwon with some form of pleasure. Sometimes, he kissed the mortal till he woke. Sometimes, he woke Siwon by licking and nibbling at his nipples, the nubs pert and taut, so sensitive even at the lightest touch. But most times, Heechul preferred waking Siwon by deep throating him. The moment when Siwon shook the remains of his dreams and start twisting his bed sheets mindlessly had always reassured Heechul about his prowess. That despite being trapped in a love spell of his own making, he still had control over how he wanted it.
Heechul would then proceed to do whatever that had struck his fancy that day. He had tried fingering Siwon till he came (so beautiful as he fell apart). There was the time where he tongue-fucked Siwon. That one time that they had tried a sixty nine before Heechul had pinned him down the bed and rode him. But mostly, they took turn fucking each other until they were both raw from the screaming and the thrusting, bodies so well-used and abused that Heechul was almost reluctant to leave the bed as dawn approached. A good outcome from his careless mistake really.
The only thing he ever asked of Siwon was that he would never try to see him.
And of course, it was that one rule that the idiot mortal just had to break.
Title: The Smile Beneath Those Eyes
Pairing: Heechul/Sungmin
Genre: Horror/Supernatural
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The boys are their own people. I just own the creative rights.
Wordcount: 755
Warnings: Sexual situations.
Summary: Beauty is not just on the surface. It's skin deep too.
A/N: For sjpornathon challenge #3 - Horror. Based on this Japanese Urban Legend Kuchisake-onna (Slit-mouthed Woman)
When he thought back to this memory, he would always remember the eyes.
His eyes. Those gorgeous orbs of radiance and beauty.
The way they met wasn’t anything dreadfully special. In fact, it had happened at a gay bar.
Heechul was busy having a laugh at the expense of the unfortunate guys who pitifully thought they stood with a chance with them. A moment of false hope, a couple of free drinks and a humiliating heartbreak. He was in the mood for destruction that night.
That was when he spotted the mysterious figure dancing. It was intriguing to say the least. The way the man moved, it was as if he was blending into the mass of writhing bodies around him, yet, it seemed as if he was weaving in and out of the crowd, a black horse, shining so brightly no matter how much he tried to dim the brilliance.
But the thing that attracted Heechul most was his eyes. Even though the crowd on the dance floor had all but blocked his view of the man’s figure, those eyes seemed determined to demand attention from everyone. Despite the dim lights hanging low in the club, Heechul did not miss the fact that those eyes were of clear brown, eyes that seemed to bare all secrets and yet hid all emotions.
Heechul never wanted anyone as much as this man at that moment.
Ignoring his friends’ shouts as he abandoned them and his ill-acquired drinks by the bar, he sauntered over to the enticing figure, somehow knowing instinctively that they both belonged to each other. Just tonight, when the both of them will melt into the dark and taking a deep dive into the still opal surface of sin.
"How about if we take this somewhere a little more comfortable hmm?" Heechul whispered low and dark into the ear of the man as he draped himself over the back of the dancer, hips grinding intently into the cleft of his ass.
The man let out a low groan before nodding. Without turning, he took hold of Heechul’s hand and tugged him towards the exit. Behind them, Heechul could vaguely hear the whooping and cat-calling from his friends, but he paid little attention to them. He only wanted to see those eyes again. To see those eyes letting go of everything, every secret and emotions as they both climaxed.
Heechul never really remembered how it happened, but somehow they ended up back at his apartment. But the mechanics did not matter. All that matter was they were both here and his desire for this man burned him so deep and so dark that Heechul was surprised that he hadn’t simultaneously combusted just from that intense stare from the man.
"Your name. I need to know what your name is," Heechul rasped.
The man tilted his head slightly before answering softly, “Sungmin.”
"Sungmin," Heechul repeated, already hypnotized by that smooth voice.
Sungmin merely nodded before pulling Heechul into his bedroom. The moment the door slammed shut, both of them gave in to the raw desire. Clothes ripped and torn off, arms scrambling and scratching at any available exposed skin, as they landed roughly on to the bed.
Sungmin straddled Heechul, holding him down by pining his arms by the side of his head, mouth working its way down his neck before sucking harshly at his pulse point. Heechul arched at the stimulation, accidentally rubbing both their groins together. Sungmin let out a moan before attacking the same spot with more ferocity than before.
"You’re beautiful," Heechul said breathlessly at the sight of Sungmin bouncing on his lap at his leisure. "So so beautiful."
Sungmin stilled before staring blankly at Heechul. "You think I’m beautiful?"
"If you could see yourself right now.."
Sungmin gave a small smile before leaning forward. "Look again. Do you still think I'm beautiful?"
Heechul stared in horror as scar lines slowly appeared at the edge of Sungmin's lips, stretching and moving until his mouth was slit from ear to ear.
Heechul trembled in fear because at that moment, Sungmin looked like a maniac with that sardonic smile. It was worse than the Joker because it was real.
"Y-Yes."
Sungmin’s face twisted further, his face morphing into a thing of nightmares.
"I’m glad… because you’ll have one of your own soon. We can share this beauty won’t we Heechul?"
The last thing he remembered was how those eyes lighted up with childish delight before he shivered in fear and everything had faded away.
Title: Love Is The Game We Play
Pairing: Siwon/Sungmin
Genre: Gossip Girl!AU
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The boys are their own people. I just own the creative rights.
Wordcount: 776
Warnings: Sexual situation.
Summary: When the lines between a game and feelings has blurred.
A/N: For sjpornathon challenge #4 - Crossover AU. Based on Chuck/Blair of S3.
Sungmin fiddled with his phone as he counted down the last minute in his head. He always hated this part, the waiting. It was boring and left his brain unoccupied. And when his mind wandered, it went to places so dark, even he won't have been able to find his way out.
But he guessed that was what made him so perfect for him.
Gulping down the last of his scotch, he stood up and slowly made his way to the back of the bar, to a little corridor tucked between the store room, the manager’s office and the kitchen, secluded from prying eyes, unless one knew what to look for.
And Sungmin already knew what he was looking for.
Pausing at the doorway, he took a moment to rake his eyes over the couple who were standing intimately, faces so close that they were already breathing in the same air.
A man leaning casually against the wall, eyes peering underneath long dark lashes at the elegant woman who had her arms draped lightly over his shoulders, her breasts pressing neatly into his chest. His full lips stretching slightly at the ends, giving away the slight amusement he felt as the woman’s lips grazed his cheeks before sweeping to his ear, whispering something probably inappropriate.
Sungmin watched as the man replied, too soft and faraway for him to hear, before his eyes flicked over and caught sight of Sungmin standing there observing the scene. His head tilted up slightly, as if daring to come closer and crash his little party.
Oh crash it he shall.
Sungmin drew himself in before marching over to the couple.
"Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?"
"Sungmin. Wait. I can expla-"
That was when the woman interrupted. "I’m sorry. I-I didn’t know that he had a girlfriend. Let alone a boyfriend."
The man glared at her. "Yes you did. I just told you," Turning around, body subtly nudging the woman out of the way, he turned to Sungmin with pleading eyes, "She did."
The woman scoffed delicately, staring in disbelief at the man.
That was when Sungmin decided to let it all out. "I'm ashamed at you Tiffany Hwang. How can you do that? Pick up someone in a relationship?! Have you no pride? No self-respect?!"
"But I didn’t know. He’s Choi Siwon. And Choi Siwon doesn't settle down for anyone."
"You may have a Abercombie campaign and the access to the most popular fashion brands before anyone on the Upper East Side. But that doesn’t give you the right to steal someone else’s man! Now take your stupid bleached hair and your poorless skin and GET OUT!"
The woman merely rolled her eyes before brushing herself and walking away. "You're crazy."
The two men stared at each other intently, before Siwon broke into a smirk.
"Hey."
Sungmin smiled. "Hi," before leaning in to kiss him, hand already reaching up to pull Siwon’s face in closer.
It was a game they started to play when the honeymoon phase of their relationship was over. They mutually decided that they wanted to keep things interesting and had not wanted to settle down like any other boring couple. That was when Siwon came up with the idea. He got to play the lying cheating bastard, while Sungmin got to pick his victims and shred them down in humiliation.
Most of the time, Sungmin had a lot of fun with it. The women and men presented to him on a silver platter of destruction and humiliation were endless and did wonderful things to his self-esteem when he tore them down.
So what if the sex afterwards was rough and frantic? So what if he had gripped Siwon so tightly, bitten down so hard that the bruises wouldn’t fade away for days? Or that he would be begging Siwon to fuck him harder when Siwon had nearly bended him into half? Or let Siwon abused his throat with his cock while driving him crazy with whatever that his sex-addled mind came up with? So what if Sungmin turned into a nympho and played out Siwon’s dirtiest fantasies?
The great Choi Siwon, who had settled for no one, told Sungmin that he loved him back.
If Sungmin wanted to mark his claim over the man, he had every damn right to do so.
And if he shamelessly begged Siwon to never leave him, well, he could always blame it on the post-sex haze.
Siwon was his, and he told Sungmin he loved him. Nothing and no one will ever change that fact.
Even if he had to lose himself in the process for it.
Title: Burning the Edges
Pairing: Kibum/Donghae
Genre: Supernatural
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The boys are their own people. I just own the creative rights.
Wordcount: 773
Warnings: Sexual situation.
Summary: Kibum doesn't interfere. Only disrupt. But for Donghae, rules are always meant to be ignored and broken.
A/N: For sjpornathon challenge #6 - Non-Human.
It started the same way it always did.
Kibum caught wind of the latest charge, set upon the path of the Guardians. Normally he wouldn't have bothered. After all, as much as he resented the idea, he knew that balance was essential to their existence. So if he had to allow the presence of pure good, the least he could do was stay out of the way.
But the moment he heard the charge was Siwon’s, he knew he had to interfere and made life, or rather afterlife, more miserable for Siwon as he went about attempting to complete his mission.
The Guardians' job was simple. There were few mortals who were pure good souls. These souls were destined for a greater purpose, to join the ranks of angels and serve a higher power. The problem was that no matter how pure the soul was, it was still possible for the soul to stray and lose its way. The Guardians were tasked to ensure these souls were directed back to their path, the right path that would bring them to their destined purpose at the end of their mortal lives.
What started out as a simple ploy of distractions and obstacles have turned into a competition of pride (Heechul would have been so proud). Somehow, the goal had gone from delaying the success of Siwon's task to the burning need to turn and conquer the soul irrevocably.
And Donghae was worth every soul sucking opportunity Kibum had neglected in order to deviate his path.
There was something about Donghae. While his core was filled with this pure gold that scorched Kibum's eyes every time he even looked at him, it was his baser instincts that fascinated Kibum to no end.
Donghae while inherently good, was also a natural born charmer. The way he wove and twirled the other mortals he met so effortlessly within the few minutes of their acquaintance, it was breathtaking to watch. It had been centuries, since Kibum had met such overpowering fluid charisma. Bar Kibum himself as Lust, there had been little who possessed such instinct. What was more intoxicating was the fact that Donghae was unaware that he was even using it.
In short, Donghae showed promise as an incubus and Kibum had special plans for him. One of them involved Donghae being in service of Kibum, in service of the deadliest of the underworld, one of the Sins, Lust.
And the best part was that Donghae didn't have to die in order to fulfill his destiny. All Kibum needed to do was possess his soul completely. And Donghae had to give his soul up willingly.
It had been months since he started his war against Siwon for Donghae's soul. And right now, it was Kibum leading by only a small margin. He knew the window was closing and if he wanted to win, the time to act was now.
That was how Kibum found himself in Donghae’s apartment, sneaking light kisses and ghosting caresses over shivering skin hidden beneath the shadows of the room.
Donghae’s eyes were blown wide open, body visibly shaking as he lied panting beneath Kibum on his sparse bed.
"Are you certain about this?" Kibum asked as his fingers trailed over Donghae’s ribs. "You can never regret your choice, your path, once you let go."
Donghae shifted up until he was propped up by his elbows, his right hand reaching up to pull Kibum in by his neck, lips ghosting over his neck before giving tiny licks at its base.
"Your name."
“W-what?” Kibum moaned, distracted as Donghae started sucking at his pulse point. There was so much potential, just waiting for the right person to mold and direct that raw sexuality hidden beneath all that pure white good. Maybe that was why Siwon tried so hard to shield Donghae from him. He probably calculated his chances of winning this soul decreasing rapidly once Kibum noticed all that penned up desires.
"You don’t actually think I believe your name is Bryan Trevor do you?" Donghae asked as he tugged on Kibum’s ear lobe gently.
Kibum gave a dark chuckle in reply. Maybe he'd make Donghae his right-hand incubus. The mortal was definitely smarter than his beauty suggested.
"It's Kibum," as he pushed Donghae back down on the bed. "Remember that name because you'll be chanting that name for an indefinite amount of time."
Donghae merely smiled. Innocence tainted with dark desires of the mortal’s baser instincts. He was going to be Kibum’s greatest achievement to date.
"Teach me," Donghae breathed into his ear as Kibum thrusted into him and surrendered.
"Teach me everything."
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A/N: My first R/NC-17 tag guys. Hopefully none of them comes off too awkward. It was good practice and exercise that's for sure.
D#1: The legend of Cupid/Psyche (or Eros/Psyche if you're familiar with Greek mythology) was a popular choice. Probably the only story attached to Cupid that I know of.
D#2: Placed as one of the second place winner of the horror round \o/ I personally quite like it because I deviate off the usual horror flair by going into urban legends.
D#3: I ship Chair \o/ (weirdest name for a ship but still :D) One of the few TV couples I absolutely adore. I'd done Veronica Mars/Logan Echolls from VM but that was a lot more complicated. Also, some of Sungmin's lines are actually lines from S3E1 ;D
D#4: This is actually meant to be part of the Sinners and Saints verse (check sidebar tags). But won't be included because I would still like to expand and give this story the proper word count it deserves. But it does make several references to previous works in this verse.
Yes yes. I realize how Sungmin, Siwon and Heechul seem to appeared in almost every single one of them /shrug helplessly
Cross posted at my_prection and shiminlove.