red-tainted romance
red-tainted romance
yunho ♥ changmin
AU | smut | R | ~1, 770 words
a/n: homin!pron written for fiat_amorfati and suah /coughebilebilwomencough. this is loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong overdue. first time writing homin of any nature, so umm, yeah, i hope this isn’t so much of a fail. err. be warned. and don’t take this too seriously. Hoho.
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Red-tainted Romance;
I want your horror
I want your design
'Cause you're a criminal
As long as you’re mine
I want your love
- Bad Romance, Lady Gaga
*
The sun was scorching hot as Changmin ran along an abandoned back road, his legs screaming at him as he shot forward, the warehouse fixed in his sight. The sound of feet chasing after him from behind fuelled his energy as he breathed hard, trying to catch much-needed oxygen into his burning lungs. His shirt was soaked with sweat and he felt like he could pass out from running, but he couldn’t possibly stop now with the gang hot on his heels.
Damn his irresponsible dad! Damn his gambling-addicted ass! Changmin growled as he reached the warehouse’s steel door, pulling it open with all his might. Just as he realized there were people inside, a hard knock sent him sprawling to the ground, black and blind as a bat. Changmin fainted.
*
When he came about, he was lying on a stinky mattress inside a shabby-looking shed. The noisy chatters of the birds sweetened the air. He squinted to see beyond the broken glass window and saw nothing but green and more green. He was in a forest somewhere, hands tied and legs bounded, unable to escape.
Fuck. Maybe this was a stop to hell?
He heard shoes scuffing against the cement floor, and turned his body towards the doorless entryway.
“Where the fuck am I?! And who the fuck are you?!”
The man chuckled, brandishing a small, glistening blade from his back pocket. Blood drained from Changmin’s face, as he stared full of fear at the man skulking slowly towards him.
“Such dirty mouth,” The man tsked, head bent and closed to Changmin’s temple. Oxygen suddenly became scarce, and Changmin wheezed in fear when he felt the cold tip of the man’s blade pressed against his throat, just above the torn fold of his shirt. He squeezed his eyes close, lips tightened in a rigid line.
“I-if you want to kill me, just do it. Do it!”
The man laughed, low and eerily smooth. He pressed his lips on Changmin’s heated skin, trailing chapped lips and cool tongue down his cheek and up the soft bone of his right ear. Changmin shivered, nearly buckling in his nervousness.
“Why would I? I paid a high price just to get you here, and I’m going to get what’s worth of my money,” he whispered, flicking the tip of his tongue into the shell of Min’s ear. The youth gritted his teeth, brows furrowed.
“Then just get it done and over with!”
The amused chuckles that followed sent a new bout of chills down Changmin’s spine.
“My my what a greedy little twerp,” the man said as he suckled on Min’s earlobe. The younger man yelped, shoving the aggressor away with his shoulder with every bit of energy left inside his body. Unmovable, the man grabbed Min’s shoulders and pushed him down on the stinking mattress, all the while biting Min’s soft lobe with his sharp teeth.
Changmin swore the bite drew blood. His right ear felt like it just got pierced for the second time.
“God you’re sweet,” the stranger mumbled, licking down Min’s neck as he tore the boy’s shirt open, “so very sweet.”
Min groaned when the man’s lips clasped around his nipple, drawing it into a taut bud using his skillful mouth. Warm hands roamed his body, clawing his tense back and down into his pants, kneading, touching, feeling. White-hot desire turned liquid poured through his veins, and Changmin could feel his body betraying him little by little as torture became pleasure.
“S-stop…stop!”
“Are you sure?”
“Y-yes!”
“Really, really sure?” the man asked again, eyes full of temptation and opened mouth poised atop of Changmin’s obvious hard-on. The boy gritted his teeth and looked away, shame coloring his cheeks. The man snickered, before his mouth descended and clamped around Min’s clothed arousal.
“Nggghhhhh!” he keened high, hips lifting from the mattress. The stranger pressed Min’s body down, caging him in intense pleasure while sucking on the beading head underneath the white boxer short the youth wore.
Changmin bit down on his lower lips, trying hard not to arch and press further into the cooling touch of the man’s wet tongue. He heard the man’s amused chuckle again, and before he could utter a single word of protest, his pants and boxer were pulled down and off him. Red blush stained Min’s whole body when he realized how naked and aroused he was in front of this stranger. Tears leaked through his closed eyelids as he trembled, knowing there was no way he could run away from this terrible fate.
A gentle hand caressed his cheek, and Min felt the touch of the man’s lips against his neck.
“I’ll make you feel good. Don’t be scared, baby. Don’t be scared of me. Now...” the man coaxed with soft kisses and tender touches, and Changmin felt his anxiety ebb away like a receding tide, “…look at me, sweet.”
Changmin dared himself to open his eyes, gasping in surprise when he saw the man looking down at him, fully naked as he was.
The stranger was beautiful, an Adonis carved by the hands of Gods. His body glistened with sweat and while many scars adorned the golden tanned skin, Changmin could only described the man’s body as perfect. He gulped, unable to look away.
He saw the man’s gentle smile turned devilish, as he let himself down on top of Min’s quivering body and began rocking against him. A treacherous moan escaped from the youth’s mouth, and the man ground harder, wanting more of that delicious sound to spill from the pretty young man underneath him.
“P-p-please!” Min begged, not knowing exactly what he was asking for. His senses were clouded with lust as his body tensed, hard and soft in all the right places.
“You want more, baby?” the stranger asked, voice slithering across Min’s heated skin as he chased the goosebumps down the young man’s stomach. Changmin couldn’t bring himself to admit that he wanted more, so he looked away and nodded once.
“That’s enough for now.” The man said, amusement and satisfaction lacing his voice. Min huffed, indignant and embarrassed.
Incredible warmth engulfed Min’s straining cock and he cussed hard, buckling into the man’s mouth when he began to suckle on the dripping pink tip. He heard the man snicker around his hard meat as dry-tip fingers probed into his hidden pout. Min gasped, pulling away from the touch.
“Don’t you want me to take you raw, baby?” the man asked teasingly, letting go of Min’s hardness. Changmin’s lips tightened, angry tears spilling from his expressive eyes. The man tapped two fingers against Min’s lips, eyes pointedly demanding and Min acquiesced in silence, opening his mouth timidly and licking the fingers wet.
Min groaned aloud when the wet digits finally probed inside of him, reaching deep to the core of his soul. He felt all his defenses crumbled into the man’s skillful touch, and he succumbed to the pull of his lust, letting go of any resistance left. Shuddering in pleasure, he nearly spilled into the man’s mouth when the man gripped the base of his cock hard, stopping his release.
“L-let go!” he screamed, voice raw and hoarse. The stranger chuckled around his arousal, lips clamped tight on the bulbous head.
“Nu-uh. You gotta make me feel good first, sweet. Or else,” the man smirked, letting go of Min’s arousal. He shifted above Min’s body, strong arms lifting the youth’s long legs and hooking them above his own shoulders. Min’s eyes widened when he felt the tip of the man’s hard cock rubbed against his readied entrance, pushing the rosette to bloom and take the meat in. He felt pain first, stretched to his limit then a numbing sensation flowed through his over-sensitive limbs as pleasure took reign, breaking him apart and stitching him in lust.
“F-fuck!” Min yelled, pushing upwards and getting the man deeper into his body. The man was reduced to incoherent grunts and groans now, pounding into Min’s virgin body as if it was the last day of his life. Min clenched tight around the man’s hardness, hating how he had become a quivering, shameless mess underneath this stranger but loving how good everything felt.
He saw the birds flew west as the sun crept into its nest on the horizon, the sky purple-lined and pink-tinged. Min groaned and shuddered, chasing the clouds in his mind until his eyes were filled with nothing but white. He felt liquid warmth filled him before the man finally softened, still cradled within the tight of his body.
They stayed plastered to each other, dirty and spent. Min closed his eyes, letting sleep pawned his fatigued body as the dawning sky gave way to starless night.
He didn’t even realize it when the man cut loose the rope binding his wrists, cleaned his body and covered him with a clean blanket. Min was too deep in his sleep to know that the man stayed up all night, cradling him close and watching him with tender, wordless affection.
*
Five hours earlier-
“Let him go,” Yunho commanded, clenched fists poised for a fight. The men gathered around him, some armed with steel rods and ready to pounce.
The man holding the unconscious youth in his arms laughed aloud, head thrown back in delight. Yunho gritted his teeth, finding nothing amusing with the situation.
“I’m serious. Let him go, Kim Jaejoong!”
The head of the gang stared at him, smirking coldly.
“You want this boy, Jung? Sure. I’ll give him to you. But you have to pay me. He’s quite expensive,” Jaejoong muttered, narrowed blue-veiled eyes cruel and calculating. He stuck out his tongue from between succulent lips, licking a trail up the boy’s neck in what seemed to be a challenge. Yunho flinched, knowing he had been cornered. He would have to pay, no matter what the price.
He had decided long ago when he first saw the lanky boy with a sweet smile and mischievous eyes that Shim Changmin was going to be his and no one else’s.
“How much?” He asked, clearly agitated. Kim Jaejoong chuckled, pushing the knocked-out boy to one of his men.
“So you’re serious after all.”
“I told you I am.”
The man stalked forward and grabbed Yunho by the collar of his jacket, whispering into his ear in bone-chilling voice.
“Leave the group. That’s the price you have to pay. Don’t show your face around the group anymore. I will let both of you go, but don’t ever let me see either of you again. Because if I do, Jung, you’ll have to say goodbye to the boy forever. I’ll take him away from you, and have you all to myself. Remember that, Yunho. Don’t ever forget.”
--[THE END]
p/s: forgive me, lyne-ah. /hides
yunho ♥ changmin
AU | smut | R | ~1, 770 words
a/n: homin!pron written for fiat_amorfati and suah /coughebilebilwomencough. this is loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong overdue. first time writing homin of any nature, so umm, yeah, i hope this isn’t so much of a fail. err. be warned. and don’t take this too seriously. Hoho.
--
Red-tainted Romance;
I want your horror
I want your design
'Cause you're a criminal
As long as you’re mine
I want your love
- Bad Romance, Lady Gaga
*
The sun was scorching hot as Changmin ran along an abandoned back road, his legs screaming at him as he shot forward, the warehouse fixed in his sight. The sound of feet chasing after him from behind fuelled his energy as he breathed hard, trying to catch much-needed oxygen into his burning lungs. His shirt was soaked with sweat and he felt like he could pass out from running, but he couldn’t possibly stop now with the gang hot on his heels.
Damn his irresponsible dad! Damn his gambling-addicted ass! Changmin growled as he reached the warehouse’s steel door, pulling it open with all his might. Just as he realized there were people inside, a hard knock sent him sprawling to the ground, black and blind as a bat. Changmin fainted.
*
When he came about, he was lying on a stinky mattress inside a shabby-looking shed. The noisy chatters of the birds sweetened the air. He squinted to see beyond the broken glass window and saw nothing but green and more green. He was in a forest somewhere, hands tied and legs bounded, unable to escape.
Fuck. Maybe this was a stop to hell?
He heard shoes scuffing against the cement floor, and turned his body towards the doorless entryway.
“Where the fuck am I?! And who the fuck are you?!”
The man chuckled, brandishing a small, glistening blade from his back pocket. Blood drained from Changmin’s face, as he stared full of fear at the man skulking slowly towards him.
“Such dirty mouth,” The man tsked, head bent and closed to Changmin’s temple. Oxygen suddenly became scarce, and Changmin wheezed in fear when he felt the cold tip of the man’s blade pressed against his throat, just above the torn fold of his shirt. He squeezed his eyes close, lips tightened in a rigid line.
“I-if you want to kill me, just do it. Do it!”
The man laughed, low and eerily smooth. He pressed his lips on Changmin’s heated skin, trailing chapped lips and cool tongue down his cheek and up the soft bone of his right ear. Changmin shivered, nearly buckling in his nervousness.
“Why would I? I paid a high price just to get you here, and I’m going to get what’s worth of my money,” he whispered, flicking the tip of his tongue into the shell of Min’s ear. The youth gritted his teeth, brows furrowed.
“Then just get it done and over with!”
The amused chuckles that followed sent a new bout of chills down Changmin’s spine.
“My my what a greedy little twerp,” the man said as he suckled on Min’s earlobe. The younger man yelped, shoving the aggressor away with his shoulder with every bit of energy left inside his body. Unmovable, the man grabbed Min’s shoulders and pushed him down on the stinking mattress, all the while biting Min’s soft lobe with his sharp teeth.
Changmin swore the bite drew blood. His right ear felt like it just got pierced for the second time.
“God you’re sweet,” the stranger mumbled, licking down Min’s neck as he tore the boy’s shirt open, “so very sweet.”
Min groaned when the man’s lips clasped around his nipple, drawing it into a taut bud using his skillful mouth. Warm hands roamed his body, clawing his tense back and down into his pants, kneading, touching, feeling. White-hot desire turned liquid poured through his veins, and Changmin could feel his body betraying him little by little as torture became pleasure.
“S-stop…stop!”
“Are you sure?”
“Y-yes!”
“Really, really sure?” the man asked again, eyes full of temptation and opened mouth poised atop of Changmin’s obvious hard-on. The boy gritted his teeth and looked away, shame coloring his cheeks. The man snickered, before his mouth descended and clamped around Min’s clothed arousal.
“Nggghhhhh!” he keened high, hips lifting from the mattress. The stranger pressed Min’s body down, caging him in intense pleasure while sucking on the beading head underneath the white boxer short the youth wore.
Changmin bit down on his lower lips, trying hard not to arch and press further into the cooling touch of the man’s wet tongue. He heard the man’s amused chuckle again, and before he could utter a single word of protest, his pants and boxer were pulled down and off him. Red blush stained Min’s whole body when he realized how naked and aroused he was in front of this stranger. Tears leaked through his closed eyelids as he trembled, knowing there was no way he could run away from this terrible fate.
A gentle hand caressed his cheek, and Min felt the touch of the man’s lips against his neck.
“I’ll make you feel good. Don’t be scared, baby. Don’t be scared of me. Now...” the man coaxed with soft kisses and tender touches, and Changmin felt his anxiety ebb away like a receding tide, “…look at me, sweet.”
Changmin dared himself to open his eyes, gasping in surprise when he saw the man looking down at him, fully naked as he was.
The stranger was beautiful, an Adonis carved by the hands of Gods. His body glistened with sweat and while many scars adorned the golden tanned skin, Changmin could only described the man’s body as perfect. He gulped, unable to look away.
He saw the man’s gentle smile turned devilish, as he let himself down on top of Min’s quivering body and began rocking against him. A treacherous moan escaped from the youth’s mouth, and the man ground harder, wanting more of that delicious sound to spill from the pretty young man underneath him.
“P-p-please!” Min begged, not knowing exactly what he was asking for. His senses were clouded with lust as his body tensed, hard and soft in all the right places.
“You want more, baby?” the stranger asked, voice slithering across Min’s heated skin as he chased the goosebumps down the young man’s stomach. Changmin couldn’t bring himself to admit that he wanted more, so he looked away and nodded once.
“That’s enough for now.” The man said, amusement and satisfaction lacing his voice. Min huffed, indignant and embarrassed.
Incredible warmth engulfed Min’s straining cock and he cussed hard, buckling into the man’s mouth when he began to suckle on the dripping pink tip. He heard the man snicker around his hard meat as dry-tip fingers probed into his hidden pout. Min gasped, pulling away from the touch.
“Don’t you want me to take you raw, baby?” the man asked teasingly, letting go of Min’s hardness. Changmin’s lips tightened, angry tears spilling from his expressive eyes. The man tapped two fingers against Min’s lips, eyes pointedly demanding and Min acquiesced in silence, opening his mouth timidly and licking the fingers wet.
Min groaned aloud when the wet digits finally probed inside of him, reaching deep to the core of his soul. He felt all his defenses crumbled into the man’s skillful touch, and he succumbed to the pull of his lust, letting go of any resistance left. Shuddering in pleasure, he nearly spilled into the man’s mouth when the man gripped the base of his cock hard, stopping his release.
“L-let go!” he screamed, voice raw and hoarse. The stranger chuckled around his arousal, lips clamped tight on the bulbous head.
“Nu-uh. You gotta make me feel good first, sweet. Or else,” the man smirked, letting go of Min’s arousal. He shifted above Min’s body, strong arms lifting the youth’s long legs and hooking them above his own shoulders. Min’s eyes widened when he felt the tip of the man’s hard cock rubbed against his readied entrance, pushing the rosette to bloom and take the meat in. He felt pain first, stretched to his limit then a numbing sensation flowed through his over-sensitive limbs as pleasure took reign, breaking him apart and stitching him in lust.
“F-fuck!” Min yelled, pushing upwards and getting the man deeper into his body. The man was reduced to incoherent grunts and groans now, pounding into Min’s virgin body as if it was the last day of his life. Min clenched tight around the man’s hardness, hating how he had become a quivering, shameless mess underneath this stranger but loving how good everything felt.
He saw the birds flew west as the sun crept into its nest on the horizon, the sky purple-lined and pink-tinged. Min groaned and shuddered, chasing the clouds in his mind until his eyes were filled with nothing but white. He felt liquid warmth filled him before the man finally softened, still cradled within the tight of his body.
They stayed plastered to each other, dirty and spent. Min closed his eyes, letting sleep pawned his fatigued body as the dawning sky gave way to starless night.
He didn’t even realize it when the man cut loose the rope binding his wrists, cleaned his body and covered him with a clean blanket. Min was too deep in his sleep to know that the man stayed up all night, cradling him close and watching him with tender, wordless affection.
*
Five hours earlier-
“Let him go,” Yunho commanded, clenched fists poised for a fight. The men gathered around him, some armed with steel rods and ready to pounce.
The man holding the unconscious youth in his arms laughed aloud, head thrown back in delight. Yunho gritted his teeth, finding nothing amusing with the situation.
“I’m serious. Let him go, Kim Jaejoong!”
The head of the gang stared at him, smirking coldly.
“You want this boy, Jung? Sure. I’ll give him to you. But you have to pay me. He’s quite expensive,” Jaejoong muttered, narrowed blue-veiled eyes cruel and calculating. He stuck out his tongue from between succulent lips, licking a trail up the boy’s neck in what seemed to be a challenge. Yunho flinched, knowing he had been cornered. He would have to pay, no matter what the price.
He had decided long ago when he first saw the lanky boy with a sweet smile and mischievous eyes that Shim Changmin was going to be his and no one else’s.
“How much?” He asked, clearly agitated. Kim Jaejoong chuckled, pushing the knocked-out boy to one of his men.
“So you’re serious after all.”
“I told you I am.”
The man stalked forward and grabbed Yunho by the collar of his jacket, whispering into his ear in bone-chilling voice.
“Leave the group. That’s the price you have to pay. Don’t show your face around the group anymore. I will let both of you go, but don’t ever let me see either of you again. Because if I do, Jung, you’ll have to say goodbye to the boy forever. I’ll take him away from you, and have you all to myself. Remember that, Yunho. Don’t ever forget.”
--[THE END]
p/s: forgive me, lyne-ah. /hides