Supah-fly 2/?
Title: Supah-fly 2/?
Author: a_life_defiant
Paring: TaeKey, JongHo Onew/various SuJu members
Genre: Crack, humor
Rating:NC-17 (language, crudeness, SEX *gasp*)
Summary: Superheros lead interesting lives. AKA, take a big bowl of cliche, add in some superpowers, and then *nom nom nom* (fail summary is fail)
A/N: For fangnicole (thankies for the inspo and plunnies) I hope I don't seriously disappoint you with this.....
***
Minho had been casing the SHINee tower lofts 15 minutes after he got the text. He noted several people entering and exiting, but he saw no sign of the men that had taken Jonghyun. He growled in frustration, hitting his fists against the brick wall next to him; turning it to dust. It looked like he was going to have to go in blind. This wasn't the reality he wanted, but he was just going to have to deal with it.
***
He entered the building at 11:55. Maybe it was too punctual, considering he was dealing with super-powered kidnappers, but he had no clue of what they were doing to his partner. He boarded the elevator and pushed the large 'P' at the top row of buttons. The dual brushed-steel doors closed with a soft thump and Minho began mentally preparing himself for the unknown dangers he was about to face. Moments later, the sharp ding of the elevator bell alerted Minho that he was at his destination; his senses immediately on edge.
He walked into the hallway, noting the door at the end of the narrow passageway was wide open. He strode down the hall quietly, even though he knew his presence was expected. The loft was draped in shadows when he finally stepped over the threshold. The air was eerily still, as if something was suppressing the atmosphere. The smell that the loft possessed was sickening. It was musky and metallic, almost like a mixture of blood and various bodily fluids. It made Minho’s stomach turn with each inhale. A soft voice called from across the room.
"Hello Minho. So nice of you to join us."
He pivoted on the spot and turned toward the voice. The room was suddenly illuminated in mood-lighting. Incandescent lights casting a glowing halo over a handsome man who was situated on a loveseat. Jonghyun was gagged with duct-tape and his head was laying on the other man's lap; sinister fingers carding lazily through Jonghyun's blonde locks.
"Who the fuck are you?" The strongman growled.
"Hmm, so impolite. We'll need to change that."
The man stood up, seating Jonghyun upright in the process. Minho was about to rush forward and beat the shit out of the mysterious kidnapper, but he was suddenly frozen in place. His eyes had locked onto the man's crotch. The pants had a large cutout in the front, exposing the man's dick. The large organ was like a hypnotizing metronome as is swung back and forth on his approach.
"Get on your knees." The velvet voice commanded. "You will kneel before DuBulge."
Minho found himself incapable of remaining upright as his legs buckled and he came face to face with the biggest penis he'd ever seen in his life.
"Open." DuBulge commanded.
Minho looked up with defiant eyes as his jaw dropped against his will. DuBulge thrust his now erect cock into Minho's mouth, ramming into the back of his throat roughly; tears springing to the hero's eyes as he gagged around the engorged organ. DuBulge cackled maniacally as he forcibly face-fucked his new captive.
“That’s it.” DuBulge purred as he fisted a hand into Minho’s hair.
Jonghyun was sobbing on the loveseat as he watched his partner struggling through the sexual assault. He wished that Minho had never come for him. There was no resisting DuBulge, all powers seemed to have zero effect on him. He was simply more powerful than either Minho or himself. If only there was someone who could help. Someone powerful. Between his pitfall sobs and the wretched gagging noises emanating from Minho, Jonghyun noticed that his tears had loosened the tape on his mouth. He knew he would only have one shot to call for help, he just hoped the right person would hear it.
He thought carefully about the intent of his command; carefully calibrating his vocal chords to hit the right note. It was incredibly hard to concentrate when he could clearly see the pain etched on Minho’s face. But he realized this may be his only way to stop the villainous DuBulge from carrying out his evil plot. Jonghyun knew that with great power comes great responsibility, and right now that responsibility was his. He sucked in a deep breath and then let his voice shout out for all he was worth; going up 5 octaves and shattering the windows, allowing his call to carry through the air. Within seconds a blow was landed to his head, rendering him unconscious.
The next time he would wake up, he would wish that he had stayed unconscious.
***
Key stood on the rooftop of a business building downtown, his black trench coat billowing in the air. He was using his super-hearing to listen for possible crimes in the surrounding area. Technically it was Taemin’s time to patrol, but he thought it best that his love lay low for a bit. People don’t take too kindly to people who start fires in convenience stores - even if they were saving it from being robbed. He was just about to give up patrol and move to another sector when he heard it. A piercing scream like nothing he'd ever heard in his life. It was so.....compelling. He felt a painful pull to the East and knew he needed to get Taemin or something bad would happen. He jumped off the building, landing gracefully in his feet and began to run at top speed to their apartment. Time was crucial. Taemin was crucial. He could just feel it.
TBC....
A/N2: short chapter is short. this was all that wanted to be written today. seriously, my muse literally told me to fuck off after I wrote this. maybe he's mad I didn't get him anything for v-day... anyway, don't kill meh!
P.s if you want spots, ask. I'll start next chap, kk?
Author: a_life_defiant
Paring: TaeKey, JongHo Onew/various SuJu members
Genre: Crack, humor
Rating:NC-17 (language, crudeness, SEX *gasp*)
Summary: Superheros lead interesting lives. AKA, take a big bowl of cliche, add in some superpowers, and then *nom nom nom* (fail summary is fail)
A/N: For fangnicole (thankies for the inspo and plunnies) I hope I don't seriously disappoint you with this.....
***
Minho had been casing the SHINee tower lofts 15 minutes after he got the text. He noted several people entering and exiting, but he saw no sign of the men that had taken Jonghyun. He growled in frustration, hitting his fists against the brick wall next to him; turning it to dust. It looked like he was going to have to go in blind. This wasn't the reality he wanted, but he was just going to have to deal with it.
***
He entered the building at 11:55. Maybe it was too punctual, considering he was dealing with super-powered kidnappers, but he had no clue of what they were doing to his partner. He boarded the elevator and pushed the large 'P' at the top row of buttons. The dual brushed-steel doors closed with a soft thump and Minho began mentally preparing himself for the unknown dangers he was about to face. Moments later, the sharp ding of the elevator bell alerted Minho that he was at his destination; his senses immediately on edge.
He walked into the hallway, noting the door at the end of the narrow passageway was wide open. He strode down the hall quietly, even though he knew his presence was expected. The loft was draped in shadows when he finally stepped over the threshold. The air was eerily still, as if something was suppressing the atmosphere. The smell that the loft possessed was sickening. It was musky and metallic, almost like a mixture of blood and various bodily fluids. It made Minho’s stomach turn with each inhale. A soft voice called from across the room.
"Hello Minho. So nice of you to join us."
He pivoted on the spot and turned toward the voice. The room was suddenly illuminated in mood-lighting. Incandescent lights casting a glowing halo over a handsome man who was situated on a loveseat. Jonghyun was gagged with duct-tape and his head was laying on the other man's lap; sinister fingers carding lazily through Jonghyun's blonde locks.
"Who the fuck are you?" The strongman growled.
"Hmm, so impolite. We'll need to change that."
The man stood up, seating Jonghyun upright in the process. Minho was about to rush forward and beat the shit out of the mysterious kidnapper, but he was suddenly frozen in place. His eyes had locked onto the man's crotch. The pants had a large cutout in the front, exposing the man's dick. The large organ was like a hypnotizing metronome as is swung back and forth on his approach.
"Get on your knees." The velvet voice commanded. "You will kneel before DuBulge."
Minho found himself incapable of remaining upright as his legs buckled and he came face to face with the biggest penis he'd ever seen in his life.
"Open." DuBulge commanded.
Minho looked up with defiant eyes as his jaw dropped against his will. DuBulge thrust his now erect cock into Minho's mouth, ramming into the back of his throat roughly; tears springing to the hero's eyes as he gagged around the engorged organ. DuBulge cackled maniacally as he forcibly face-fucked his new captive.
“That’s it.” DuBulge purred as he fisted a hand into Minho’s hair.
Jonghyun was sobbing on the loveseat as he watched his partner struggling through the sexual assault. He wished that Minho had never come for him. There was no resisting DuBulge, all powers seemed to have zero effect on him. He was simply more powerful than either Minho or himself. If only there was someone who could help. Someone powerful. Between his pitfall sobs and the wretched gagging noises emanating from Minho, Jonghyun noticed that his tears had loosened the tape on his mouth. He knew he would only have one shot to call for help, he just hoped the right person would hear it.
He thought carefully about the intent of his command; carefully calibrating his vocal chords to hit the right note. It was incredibly hard to concentrate when he could clearly see the pain etched on Minho’s face. But he realized this may be his only way to stop the villainous DuBulge from carrying out his evil plot. Jonghyun knew that with great power comes great responsibility, and right now that responsibility was his. He sucked in a deep breath and then let his voice shout out for all he was worth; going up 5 octaves and shattering the windows, allowing his call to carry through the air. Within seconds a blow was landed to his head, rendering him unconscious.
The next time he would wake up, he would wish that he had stayed unconscious.
***
Key stood on the rooftop of a business building downtown, his black trench coat billowing in the air. He was using his super-hearing to listen for possible crimes in the surrounding area. Technically it was Taemin’s time to patrol, but he thought it best that his love lay low for a bit. People don’t take too kindly to people who start fires in convenience stores - even if they were saving it from being robbed. He was just about to give up patrol and move to another sector when he heard it. A piercing scream like nothing he'd ever heard in his life. It was so.....compelling. He felt a painful pull to the East and knew he needed to get Taemin or something bad would happen. He jumped off the building, landing gracefully in his feet and began to run at top speed to their apartment. Time was crucial. Taemin was crucial. He could just feel it.
TBC....
A/N2: short chapter is short. this was all that wanted to be written today. seriously, my muse literally told me to fuck off after I wrote this. maybe he's mad I didn't get him anything for v-day... anyway, don't kill meh!
P.s if you want spots, ask. I'll start next chap, kk?