Punishment (2/3)
A/N: this is the second part of Punishment and thank you to all those who read and/or commented <3
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Punishment (2/3)
It's been three days since the incident and Hyukjae still can't get the images out of his head. He's done everything he can think of, practising extra hard, playing games with Donghae, even helping Eeteuk hyung clean up, but everytime he sees Hankyung or Kyuhyun, he would blush.
They had a long photoshoot, almost half a day and the fact that Hyukjae had to watch Hankyung draped across a couch, all inviting head tilts and peeks of skin did not help the matter. And neither did the fact that he had to pose with inanimate objects whilst watching the Chinese man pressed in between Kyuhyun and Shiwon, with their hands all over him.
He turned down Kangin’s suggestion that they go drinking, which the others agreed to eagerly and heads back to the dorms wanting a cold shower and sleep. His eyes are half closed as he steps into the shower and the cold water has barely run over his skin when he feels hands grab him from behind and he’s pushed out of the shower and out of the bathroom and shoved onto the bed.
Hyukjae goes from being afraid to shocked when he turns around only to see the object of his desire staring at him with narrowed eyes.
“You were staring at me for the past few days.” The words come out softly and Hyukjae cringes when he realize he’s been caught. “I…um hyung, I didn’t mean-” He’s cut off as Hankyung advances and leans over him, “You want me don’t you Hyukjae? You’ve been imagining fucking me haven't you?” Hyukjae swallows and tries to speak, but all he can do is open and close his mouth. Was this really his nice and meek Hankyung hyung?
Hankyung is practically on top of him and he's in those leather pants from last time, the ones that Kyuhyun had to peel off and Hyukjae is so distracted by the thought that perhaps Hankyung was again not wearing anything underneath, that he doesn’t realize his hands are being tied behind his back until the older man gives his half hard member an experiemental squeeze and Hyukjae jerks so hard that he almost dislocates his shoulder.
“Hyung!” Hankyung ignores him and pushes him until he’s on his knees, face pressing into the sheets and exposed fully. “You’ve been very, very bad Hyukjae. You shouldn’t think about me like that you know, I’m your hyung.” “Hyung, I’m so sorr-” The apology dies on his tongue when Hankyung’s palm connects with Hyukjae’s ass with a resounding smack. He tries to move away only to be rewarded with another hard smack followed by another. His butt cheek stings as Hankyung reaches into his pocket and pulls something out and the next second Hyukjae feels something slip over his eyes and suddenly he can’t see anything. He feels panic bubble up sharply, because now he was blindfolded and tied up and naked, but then he’s not thinking about anything because there are fingers wrapping around his member and pumping him slowly until he's completely hard. The fingers move along his length until they reach his balls and Hyukjae moans into the sheets as fingers massage them slowly, rolling and squeezing. Another hand slides up and down the inside of his thigh and a finger runs along the curve of his ass, rubbing at his hole whilst simultaneously, a fingernail scrapes roughly against his slit and Hyukjae can’t control the loud groan he lets out.
He gasps as something long slides inside of him and Hyukjae jerks, about to beg his hyung when he hears the soft beeps of a buttons on a phone and then the soft voice of his hyung, “Hey Kyu-ah…Hyukjae has been a very bad boy today…he was imagining fucking me all day today. What do you think of that? How should I punish him?” Hankyung’s voice is casual as if he is talking about the weather, even as he pushes another finger inside.
Hyukjae freezes completely at the conversation. Kyuhyun was notoriously possessive of the Chinese dancer and for good reason, and Hyukjae did not want to face the maknae’s wrath, he had seen what had happened to Shiwon.
“-make it bad, Geng.” Kyuhyun’s voice comes through, silky and dangerous as Hankyung turns on speakerphone before chucking the phone onto the bed. Hyukjae gulps as nothing happens and he hopes to God that Kyuhyun is not going to give Hankyung instructions on how to “make it bad.”
Another finger is added and Hankyung curls his hand and Hyukjae buries his face deeper into the sheets hoping to muffle his groan. Then Hankyung starts moving his fingers in and out and Hyukjae is panting hard and trying so hard not to make any sounds that Hankyung manages to slip a cock ring onto his aching length without him noticing. Then he can’t stop himself, because something much larger and harder than Hankyung’s fingers is being shoved up his ass and Hyukjae cries out in pain as he is stretched.
“What did you do?” Kyuhyun’s voice comes over the phone, soft and breathy.
“Shoving something up his tight little ass,” the words slip out equally soft and as if to prove his point, Hankyung pulls the object mostly out before slamming it back in, causing Hyukjae to cry out loudly. This is repeated a couple of times, before Hankyung fiddles with something, “a vibrator actually,” drawing a shocked shout from Hyukjae and a chuckle from Kyuhyun. “I like how you think Geng…you’re making me awfully lonely over here.”
“Ohh really, Kyu? Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? Anything at all…” Hankyung’s voice drops lower, now a husky whisper and Hyukjae hears the soft wince coming from Kyuhyun at the suggestive tone.
“Fuck Geng, you’re such a tease”
“I bet you would like that wouldn’t you? Right now, here on this bed, hard and rough against the mattress? Or maybe wherever you are, in the bathroom of some club? Bend me over the sink and fuck me where anyone can come in?” Hankyung’s words come out in a purr and Hyukjae gasps as his cock reacted to the suggestive images the dancer was painting.
Hyukjae hears a muffled moan and a sharp intake of breath across the phone before the blindfold is snatched off and he’s flipped on his back, the vibrator sliding deeper and pressed against his prostate and Hyujae is panting hard and making embarrassing little moans. His breath hitches though as the taller man swings a long leg over and straddles him, rolling his hips downwards against Hyukjae’s throbbing cock as he continues to have phonesex with Kyuhyun, painting increasingly vivid images that has both Kyuhyun and Hyukjae breathing increasingly raggedly. Then Hankyung unzips his pants and slides a hand inside and lets out a throaty moan as he touches himself. The absolutely sensual image combined with the rolling of Hankyung’s hips and the vibrator massaging at his prostate sends Hyukjae over the edge, only the cock ring is still in place and Hyukjae shakes through a painful dry orgasm that has him screaming and cursing.
He’s barely recovered, body still trembling and covered with sweat, before Hankyung leans down and switches the vibrator onto a higher setting and begins slowly moving it in and out, teasing his entrance and insides tortuously. Hankyung removes his pants slowly and Hyukjae’s eyes take in Hankyung’s hard member before he’s flipped over and Hankyung climbs on top, hardness teasing at his entrance, the tip just pressing in before withdrawing again. It doesn’t take long before Hyukjae feels himself hardening again, aching from his restricted release from before.
“How are you Kyu? Am I executing Hyukjae’s punishment well?” Hankyung strokes Hyukjae’s weeping member slowly, paying extra attention to the tip, pulling out labored moans with each pump.
“Jesus, Geng, what are you doing to him? You’re suppose to be punishing him, not making him moan like a wanton bitch”
Hankyung is playing with the vibrator again, only now its not teasing, it’s hard, powerful thrusts that hit his prostrate straight on each time and it’s rough enough to leave his entrance red and swollen. Hyukjae is screaming Hankyung’s name with each thrust and begging to be fucked.
“Fuck! Hyung! Please…I- I just need…please stop-”
“Stop? Sure.” Hankyung removes the vibrator and Hyukjae is gasping at the emptiness. “Hyung, just fuck the shit out of me already!” Hankyung smirks and shoves the vibrator in hard and twists and Hyukjae lets out a scream.
“Fucking hell, Geng!” Kyuhyun’s voice is pitched this time and the choked angry moan tells Hyukjae that the singer is in the middle of his own release.
Hankyung smirks and rearranges Hyukjae until his legs are spread wide and his entrance is waiting, the tip of the vibrator still peeking out, before leaning over and pressing his ipod to play. Hyukjae tries to breathe and think clearly, because hell this wasn’t right, but God Hankyung was swaying to music and running his hands all over his body and Hyukjae’s body too; touching his nipples and trailing hands down his sides and circling his hips. Touching everywhere, but there. But finally, Hankyung lowers himself and settles between Hyukjae’s legs and yanks out the vibrator, earning a strangled choke from Hyukjae followed by a loud scream as he pushes all the way into Hyukjae’s tight heat. Hankyung thrusts into him, settling into a steady rhythm and Hyukjae is moaning loudly beneath the dancer, arching into the other only to have wonderous heat gone as Hankyung is yanked out of him with a yelp.
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to be continued...
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Punishment (2/3)
It's been three days since the incident and Hyukjae still can't get the images out of his head. He's done everything he can think of, practising extra hard, playing games with Donghae, even helping Eeteuk hyung clean up, but everytime he sees Hankyung or Kyuhyun, he would blush.
They had a long photoshoot, almost half a day and the fact that Hyukjae had to watch Hankyung draped across a couch, all inviting head tilts and peeks of skin did not help the matter. And neither did the fact that he had to pose with inanimate objects whilst watching the Chinese man pressed in between Kyuhyun and Shiwon, with their hands all over him.
He turned down Kangin’s suggestion that they go drinking, which the others agreed to eagerly and heads back to the dorms wanting a cold shower and sleep. His eyes are half closed as he steps into the shower and the cold water has barely run over his skin when he feels hands grab him from behind and he’s pushed out of the shower and out of the bathroom and shoved onto the bed.
Hyukjae goes from being afraid to shocked when he turns around only to see the object of his desire staring at him with narrowed eyes.
“You were staring at me for the past few days.” The words come out softly and Hyukjae cringes when he realize he’s been caught. “I…um hyung, I didn’t mean-” He’s cut off as Hankyung advances and leans over him, “You want me don’t you Hyukjae? You’ve been imagining fucking me haven't you?” Hyukjae swallows and tries to speak, but all he can do is open and close his mouth. Was this really his nice and meek Hankyung hyung?
Hankyung is practically on top of him and he's in those leather pants from last time, the ones that Kyuhyun had to peel off and Hyukjae is so distracted by the thought that perhaps Hankyung was again not wearing anything underneath, that he doesn’t realize his hands are being tied behind his back until the older man gives his half hard member an experiemental squeeze and Hyukjae jerks so hard that he almost dislocates his shoulder.
“Hyung!” Hankyung ignores him and pushes him until he’s on his knees, face pressing into the sheets and exposed fully. “You’ve been very, very bad Hyukjae. You shouldn’t think about me like that you know, I’m your hyung.” “Hyung, I’m so sorr-” The apology dies on his tongue when Hankyung’s palm connects with Hyukjae’s ass with a resounding smack. He tries to move away only to be rewarded with another hard smack followed by another. His butt cheek stings as Hankyung reaches into his pocket and pulls something out and the next second Hyukjae feels something slip over his eyes and suddenly he can’t see anything. He feels panic bubble up sharply, because now he was blindfolded and tied up and naked, but then he’s not thinking about anything because there are fingers wrapping around his member and pumping him slowly until he's completely hard. The fingers move along his length until they reach his balls and Hyukjae moans into the sheets as fingers massage them slowly, rolling and squeezing. Another hand slides up and down the inside of his thigh and a finger runs along the curve of his ass, rubbing at his hole whilst simultaneously, a fingernail scrapes roughly against his slit and Hyukjae can’t control the loud groan he lets out.
He gasps as something long slides inside of him and Hyukjae jerks, about to beg his hyung when he hears the soft beeps of a buttons on a phone and then the soft voice of his hyung, “Hey Kyu-ah…Hyukjae has been a very bad boy today…he was imagining fucking me all day today. What do you think of that? How should I punish him?” Hankyung’s voice is casual as if he is talking about the weather, even as he pushes another finger inside.
Hyukjae freezes completely at the conversation. Kyuhyun was notoriously possessive of the Chinese dancer and for good reason, and Hyukjae did not want to face the maknae’s wrath, he had seen what had happened to Shiwon.
“-make it bad, Geng.” Kyuhyun’s voice comes through, silky and dangerous as Hankyung turns on speakerphone before chucking the phone onto the bed. Hyukjae gulps as nothing happens and he hopes to God that Kyuhyun is not going to give Hankyung instructions on how to “make it bad.”
Another finger is added and Hankyung curls his hand and Hyukjae buries his face deeper into the sheets hoping to muffle his groan. Then Hankyung starts moving his fingers in and out and Hyukjae is panting hard and trying so hard not to make any sounds that Hankyung manages to slip a cock ring onto his aching length without him noticing. Then he can’t stop himself, because something much larger and harder than Hankyung’s fingers is being shoved up his ass and Hyukjae cries out in pain as he is stretched.
“What did you do?” Kyuhyun’s voice comes over the phone, soft and breathy.
“Shoving something up his tight little ass,” the words slip out equally soft and as if to prove his point, Hankyung pulls the object mostly out before slamming it back in, causing Hyukjae to cry out loudly. This is repeated a couple of times, before Hankyung fiddles with something, “a vibrator actually,” drawing a shocked shout from Hyukjae and a chuckle from Kyuhyun. “I like how you think Geng…you’re making me awfully lonely over here.”
“Ohh really, Kyu? Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? Anything at all…” Hankyung’s voice drops lower, now a husky whisper and Hyukjae hears the soft wince coming from Kyuhyun at the suggestive tone.
“Fuck Geng, you’re such a tease”
“I bet you would like that wouldn’t you? Right now, here on this bed, hard and rough against the mattress? Or maybe wherever you are, in the bathroom of some club? Bend me over the sink and fuck me where anyone can come in?” Hankyung’s words come out in a purr and Hyukjae gasps as his cock reacted to the suggestive images the dancer was painting.
Hyukjae hears a muffled moan and a sharp intake of breath across the phone before the blindfold is snatched off and he’s flipped on his back, the vibrator sliding deeper and pressed against his prostate and Hyujae is panting hard and making embarrassing little moans. His breath hitches though as the taller man swings a long leg over and straddles him, rolling his hips downwards against Hyukjae’s throbbing cock as he continues to have phonesex with Kyuhyun, painting increasingly vivid images that has both Kyuhyun and Hyukjae breathing increasingly raggedly. Then Hankyung unzips his pants and slides a hand inside and lets out a throaty moan as he touches himself. The absolutely sensual image combined with the rolling of Hankyung’s hips and the vibrator massaging at his prostate sends Hyukjae over the edge, only the cock ring is still in place and Hyukjae shakes through a painful dry orgasm that has him screaming and cursing.
He’s barely recovered, body still trembling and covered with sweat, before Hankyung leans down and switches the vibrator onto a higher setting and begins slowly moving it in and out, teasing his entrance and insides tortuously. Hankyung removes his pants slowly and Hyukjae’s eyes take in Hankyung’s hard member before he’s flipped over and Hankyung climbs on top, hardness teasing at his entrance, the tip just pressing in before withdrawing again. It doesn’t take long before Hyukjae feels himself hardening again, aching from his restricted release from before.
“How are you Kyu? Am I executing Hyukjae’s punishment well?” Hankyung strokes Hyukjae’s weeping member slowly, paying extra attention to the tip, pulling out labored moans with each pump.
“Jesus, Geng, what are you doing to him? You’re suppose to be punishing him, not making him moan like a wanton bitch”
Hankyung is playing with the vibrator again, only now its not teasing, it’s hard, powerful thrusts that hit his prostrate straight on each time and it’s rough enough to leave his entrance red and swollen. Hyukjae is screaming Hankyung’s name with each thrust and begging to be fucked.
“Fuck! Hyung! Please…I- I just need…please stop-”
“Stop? Sure.” Hankyung removes the vibrator and Hyukjae is gasping at the emptiness. “Hyung, just fuck the shit out of me already!” Hankyung smirks and shoves the vibrator in hard and twists and Hyukjae lets out a scream.
“Fucking hell, Geng!” Kyuhyun’s voice is pitched this time and the choked angry moan tells Hyukjae that the singer is in the middle of his own release.
Hankyung smirks and rearranges Hyukjae until his legs are spread wide and his entrance is waiting, the tip of the vibrator still peeking out, before leaning over and pressing his ipod to play. Hyukjae tries to breathe and think clearly, because hell this wasn’t right, but God Hankyung was swaying to music and running his hands all over his body and Hyukjae’s body too; touching his nipples and trailing hands down his sides and circling his hips. Touching everywhere, but there. But finally, Hankyung lowers himself and settles between Hyukjae’s legs and yanks out the vibrator, earning a strangled choke from Hyukjae followed by a loud scream as he pushes all the way into Hyukjae’s tight heat. Hankyung thrusts into him, settling into a steady rhythm and Hyukjae is moaning loudly beneath the dancer, arching into the other only to have wonderous heat gone as Hankyung is yanked out of him with a yelp.
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to be continued...
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