8 Lessons
8 Lessons
Length: 2267 words
Pairing: Yunho/Changmin/Kris
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut
Summary: Disobey and learn.
"What did you say?" Yunho said, startled and kinda confused.
"You heard it. I'm not obligated to listen to you." Wu Fan crossed his arms over his chest. He had a smug look on his face and a smirk plastered on his lips.
"You are not in a position to defy us, Wu Fan." Changmin approached the other two and stood by Yunho's side. "We are your seonbaes."
Wu Fan clicked his tongue. "Whatever, if you think I'm going to take orders just because of that, you are wrong. I do what I want and when I want."
Changmin closed his eyes and brought his fingers to his temples and started to rub on them. This was already giving him a headache.
"Look," Yunho ran his fingers through his hair. "We just want to help you, why are you being like this? Did we do something against you?"
"Yes," Wu Fan looked at them and his eyes contained a wild and fierce flame inside them. Brave he is. "You talked to me when I wanted to be alone. Besides, I did nothing wrong."
Changmin opened his eyes and scrunched his face. "What? Are you serious?"
"Yes." Wu Fan said.
Changmin scoffed. "Wu Fan, you just screamed at your dance coach and even made one of the trainees fall because you were angry at the world and pushed anyone who appeared. He almost got seriously hurt, you know? We are worried about your actions, things like that have been on repeat for weeks."
"What does that have to do with you two?"
Changmin and Yunho were both silent after those words. They just kept staring at Wu Fan who kept his face serious and the smirk still on his lips.
He scoffed. "I guess this is my cue to leave you," He walked and when he had just passed by them he turned to them. Never ceasing smirk. " Dear seonbaenims."
The mockery in his voice was completely evident. As he walked away, Yunho and Changmin slowly turned their heads to each other. They seemed to be pondering about something when some idea clicked on both of their minds and they gave each other knowingly looks and smiles. They put their hands inside their pockets and started to walk in the direction Wu Fan had gone.
"Time to teach some lessons, don't you think?" Changmin said.
"Yes. We just need to do stuff." Yunho replied.
"Right, that."
Yunho scoffed.
"Today, some lessons shall be learned."
Wu Fan was sitting on a sofa across from Changmin and Yunho. After their previous little talk, the latter two went to report Wu Fan to one of the supervisors. The supervisor had ordered Wu Fan to stay under Yunho and Changmin's vigilance during the time he spent in SM, save from practice. So now, they were in one of the waiting rooms inside the building and they were waiting for Wu Fan's next rehearsal that would begin in only one hour. And as expected, Wu Fan had an angry expression on his face.
"Happy now?" Changmin said, cocking his head to the side and showing a mischievous smile.
Wu Fan narrowed his eyes and turned his head to the side. "You are jerks."
Yunho, who had his hands folded on his lap and legs crossed, took a deep breath and looked to Changmin. "We were assigned to take care of you, right?"
Changmin looked at Yunho. "We are supposed to teach you how a hubae should act and be respectful towards other people." He turned his attention to Wu Fan once more and maintaining that smile. "Today is lesson day."
"And how do you think you are going to do that?" Wu Fan asked, dare deep in his voice.
Yunho laughed softly. He unfolded his hands and legs and got up, walking towards Wu Fan, slow and controlled steps, one by one. Soon, he was standing on front of the other man who immediately turned his head to look at Yunho. He was about to say something, but then his words seemed to stuck in his throat as he stared into the other man's eyes and he saw a black hole that sucked him in. He felt small for a second.
"How, you ask." Yunho bent and caught Wu Fan's chin between his fingers and smiled. "Then, we are going to show you." He straightened himself up and put his hands in his pockets. "Changmin, do the honors please."
"It will be a pleasure." Changmin said.
Before Wu Fan could say something or wonder what Yunho had meant, he found himself pressed against a wall, neck being attacked by hot and wet lips and hot breath against his skin. He was stuck between two strong arms by his sides and Changmin was humping him shamelessly.
Wu Fan tried in every way to set himself free, but the other was stronger and the heat he was feeling was not helping either. He was becoming light headed. He grabbed on the other man's shirt and tried to push him away, but he only managed to make the other man get closer. Still, his grip on the fabric was growing stronger and he had bite his lip to prevent moans from coming out.
Yunho was still sitting on the couch, watching in full attention the scene happening in front of him, face completely solemn, but his hands were already rubbing his half hard member.
Changmin then brought his hands to Wu Fan's belt and started to unbuckle it. He stopped kissing the other's neck and gave a single lick on the reddened spots. "Lesson number one," He bit the abused skin, which made Wu Fan squirm slightly. "Don't question what we order you to do."
"You can't tell me what to do." Wu Fan said between labored breaths and a voice that sounded weak and pleading.
"Lesson number two," Changmin finished with the belt and put his hand inside the other's briefs quickly, earning a groan and hands going to his back and scratch the fabric of his shirt. "Each disobedience, a punishment."
Wu Fan felt his blood rushing when Changmin's hand started to work on his cock. He had managed to prevent a hard on, but with hands and skin rubbing on his cock, he couldn't help but lean on the feeling a bit, even if he was unwilling to accept it.
"Don't be so harsh, Changmin-ah." Wu Fan heard Yunho said and when he realized, the man was on his side, his erection evident under the fabric of his pants. The hand on his cock had stopped. "We have to be gentle for him to learn better." Then he cupped Wu Fan's cheeks carefully, the other man looking him with half lidded eyes. "But, he seems to be enjoying this."
Changmin started to kiss that neck again and went up, dropping kisses on the jawline and getting closer to the ear. He nibbled on the lobe and gave a slight lick on it. "Of course he is."
Wu Fan couldn't even protest because the hand on his dick started to move again and his lips was soon being kissed by another pair of lips. He tried his best to not react to the kiss, but as soon as his lips were bitten and Changmin's hands touched a sensitive spot, he lost the control over his body and he opened his mouth to receive the tongue that licked every single possible spot. He squirmed and moaned, still trying to set himself free, but to no avail. 2 against one was totally unfair.
Changmin then pulled Wu Fan's pants and briefs down, releasing his cock and he quickly fell to his knees, face a few inches away from the hardened member. He gave it a light pump and he gave the slit an experimental lick. Immediately, Wu Fan's hand flew to Changmin's hair and were locked between strands, pushing him forward to keep on what he was doing. Changmin looked up to Yunho and Wu Fan who were still kissing. He smiled and pumped the member once again. "Seems like someone is learning bit by bit."
Not losing any more time, Changmin engulfed the cock and started to bob his head as soon as he did it. He heard moans and was completely satisfied. The hand on his head was pushing him and he kept deep throating Wu Fan. Saliva was dripping down on his chin and slurping sounds were echoing in the room.
Yunho's hand went to Wu Fan's ass and squeezed it. Their lips parted and Yunho looked at Wu Fan, blushing and looking weak in front of him. "Lesson number three," Yunho's finger circled the other's entrance. "Each order we make is for your own good."
Somewhere between getting punishment and being given head while being kissed, feeling pleasure and having inches of his body being touched sinfully, Wu Fan was not complaining anymore and was just going along.
Along the minutes that passed, clothes were taken off and friction and sweat was being traded between their bodies, Wu Fan learned more lessons. He tried to listen them carefully, but sometimes he didn't, complaining and getting more punishments. Like when Changmin said he would bottom and he totally freaked out, the other man only had to throw him on the couch and tie his hands over his head with a rope that Wu Fan had no idea from where it came from. Soon, he was with his legs spread and Changmin pounding into him senseless, not preparing him or using a condom, Yunho's cock abusing his mouth and lips.
"Lesson number four," Changmin pushed his hips forward and made Kris bent. "The worse you behave, the worse the punishment is."
"Lesson number five," Yunho untied Wu Fan's hands after Changmin came inside Wu Fan and put him in an all fours position, the tip of Yunho's cock touching his already abused asshole and breath hot against the younger's ear. "Listen and learn to the classes careful and willingly."
Wu Fan was thankful for the room being in a part of the building where most of the time was only occupied by idols, but since most of his sunbaes were busy that day, the floor was empty. He couldn't contain his screams and moans anymore and he was sure they echoed in the corridors. But, after being hit over and over on his prostate, he didn't gave any other fucks, he just wanted more and more.
After being fucked raw and open, being filled with both men's cum, Wu Fan was breathless and still high from the session. "Lesson number six," Changmin knelt down. "When the student learns well, he deserves a prize." And Changmin had sucked him off right then and there, swallowing and savoring every drop of cum Wu Fan had released.
Changmin had kissed him and made him taste himself on the other's tongue and lips. Yunho kissed him too after that. They were already dressing themselves up and cleaning any evidence of their little "class". When they finished, Wu Fan was standing in front of the door, hand on the doorknob, when someone put hands on his hips and and breathe was puffing against his nape.
"Lesson number seven," He heard Yunho. "Be always ready for there might be another class."
Wu Fan said nothing and opened the door to leave the room and the two men behind.
A few days later, Yunho and Changmin had just finished a singing practice session and were passing by the dance room. Everything was normal, but they heard a banging sound and peopĺe screaming. They looked at each other and immediately ran to the the room and other people that were followed. When they were inside it, they found Wu Fan grasping the dance teacher's collar and looking angrily at him.
Yunho and Changmin then looked at each other and sighed. Yunho motioned with his hands for Changmin to go on. The younger walked to the teacher and Wu Fan and grabbed the latter's forearm, making him look back.
"Release him now." Changmin said.
Wu Fan seemed to hesitate a bit before something apparently clicked in his mind and he did as he was told.
"Come with me." And Wu Fan was already on his tracks behind Changmin, who was soon joined by Yunho and they walked out of the room, the people around they all whispering to each other and looking at him with pity eyes.
Shortly after, they were inside a very familiar waiting room, too familiar.
Wu Fan had only the chance to hear the click sound of the door lock before he was tackled against the wall like the last time. His lips were being attacked and hands were already doing their work on the buttons of his shirt.
"Haven't you learned?" Yunho asked from behind them.
Wu Fan stopped kissing Changmin and looked at the man behind. "Of course I did," He then felt Changmin up with one hand and the other went to the other man's ass cheeks. "But I'm hungry for having other classes with the best two teachers I've ever had." That mischievous smirk showed up again.
Yunho nodded and hummed while Changmin was about to attack Wu Fan's neck.
"But..."
And all of sudden, Wu Fan pushed Changmin to fell on the couch and he quickly followed to be on top of him, sitting himself between the older's legs and erection on Changmin's ass. He got closer to the other's ear and whispered. "Lesson number eight, every class is different from the previous one."
Length: 2267 words
Pairing: Yunho/Changmin/Kris
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut
Summary: Disobey and learn.
"What did you say?" Yunho said, startled and kinda confused.
"You heard it. I'm not obligated to listen to you." Wu Fan crossed his arms over his chest. He had a smug look on his face and a smirk plastered on his lips.
"You are not in a position to defy us, Wu Fan." Changmin approached the other two and stood by Yunho's side. "We are your seonbaes."
Wu Fan clicked his tongue. "Whatever, if you think I'm going to take orders just because of that, you are wrong. I do what I want and when I want."
Changmin closed his eyes and brought his fingers to his temples and started to rub on them. This was already giving him a headache.
"Look," Yunho ran his fingers through his hair. "We just want to help you, why are you being like this? Did we do something against you?"
"Yes," Wu Fan looked at them and his eyes contained a wild and fierce flame inside them. Brave he is. "You talked to me when I wanted to be alone. Besides, I did nothing wrong."
Changmin opened his eyes and scrunched his face. "What? Are you serious?"
"Yes." Wu Fan said.
Changmin scoffed. "Wu Fan, you just screamed at your dance coach and even made one of the trainees fall because you were angry at the world and pushed anyone who appeared. He almost got seriously hurt, you know? We are worried about your actions, things like that have been on repeat for weeks."
"What does that have to do with you two?"
Changmin and Yunho were both silent after those words. They just kept staring at Wu Fan who kept his face serious and the smirk still on his lips.
He scoffed. "I guess this is my cue to leave you," He walked and when he had just passed by them he turned to them. Never ceasing smirk. " Dear seonbaenims."
The mockery in his voice was completely evident. As he walked away, Yunho and Changmin slowly turned their heads to each other. They seemed to be pondering about something when some idea clicked on both of their minds and they gave each other knowingly looks and smiles. They put their hands inside their pockets and started to walk in the direction Wu Fan had gone.
"Time to teach some lessons, don't you think?" Changmin said.
"Yes. We just need to do stuff." Yunho replied.
"Right, that."
Yunho scoffed.
"Today, some lessons shall be learned."
Wu Fan was sitting on a sofa across from Changmin and Yunho. After their previous little talk, the latter two went to report Wu Fan to one of the supervisors. The supervisor had ordered Wu Fan to stay under Yunho and Changmin's vigilance during the time he spent in SM, save from practice. So now, they were in one of the waiting rooms inside the building and they were waiting for Wu Fan's next rehearsal that would begin in only one hour. And as expected, Wu Fan had an angry expression on his face.
"Happy now?" Changmin said, cocking his head to the side and showing a mischievous smile.
Wu Fan narrowed his eyes and turned his head to the side. "You are jerks."
Yunho, who had his hands folded on his lap and legs crossed, took a deep breath and looked to Changmin. "We were assigned to take care of you, right?"
Changmin looked at Yunho. "We are supposed to teach you how a hubae should act and be respectful towards other people." He turned his attention to Wu Fan once more and maintaining that smile. "Today is lesson day."
"And how do you think you are going to do that?" Wu Fan asked, dare deep in his voice.
Yunho laughed softly. He unfolded his hands and legs and got up, walking towards Wu Fan, slow and controlled steps, one by one. Soon, he was standing on front of the other man who immediately turned his head to look at Yunho. He was about to say something, but then his words seemed to stuck in his throat as he stared into the other man's eyes and he saw a black hole that sucked him in. He felt small for a second.
"How, you ask." Yunho bent and caught Wu Fan's chin between his fingers and smiled. "Then, we are going to show you." He straightened himself up and put his hands in his pockets. "Changmin, do the honors please."
"It will be a pleasure." Changmin said.
Before Wu Fan could say something or wonder what Yunho had meant, he found himself pressed against a wall, neck being attacked by hot and wet lips and hot breath against his skin. He was stuck between two strong arms by his sides and Changmin was humping him shamelessly.
Wu Fan tried in every way to set himself free, but the other was stronger and the heat he was feeling was not helping either. He was becoming light headed. He grabbed on the other man's shirt and tried to push him away, but he only managed to make the other man get closer. Still, his grip on the fabric was growing stronger and he had bite his lip to prevent moans from coming out.
Yunho was still sitting on the couch, watching in full attention the scene happening in front of him, face completely solemn, but his hands were already rubbing his half hard member.
Changmin then brought his hands to Wu Fan's belt and started to unbuckle it. He stopped kissing the other's neck and gave a single lick on the reddened spots. "Lesson number one," He bit the abused skin, which made Wu Fan squirm slightly. "Don't question what we order you to do."
"You can't tell me what to do." Wu Fan said between labored breaths and a voice that sounded weak and pleading.
"Lesson number two," Changmin finished with the belt and put his hand inside the other's briefs quickly, earning a groan and hands going to his back and scratch the fabric of his shirt. "Each disobedience, a punishment."
Wu Fan felt his blood rushing when Changmin's hand started to work on his cock. He had managed to prevent a hard on, but with hands and skin rubbing on his cock, he couldn't help but lean on the feeling a bit, even if he was unwilling to accept it.
"Don't be so harsh, Changmin-ah." Wu Fan heard Yunho said and when he realized, the man was on his side, his erection evident under the fabric of his pants. The hand on his cock had stopped. "We have to be gentle for him to learn better." Then he cupped Wu Fan's cheeks carefully, the other man looking him with half lidded eyes. "But, he seems to be enjoying this."
Changmin started to kiss that neck again and went up, dropping kisses on the jawline and getting closer to the ear. He nibbled on the lobe and gave a slight lick on it. "Of course he is."
Wu Fan couldn't even protest because the hand on his dick started to move again and his lips was soon being kissed by another pair of lips. He tried his best to not react to the kiss, but as soon as his lips were bitten and Changmin's hands touched a sensitive spot, he lost the control over his body and he opened his mouth to receive the tongue that licked every single possible spot. He squirmed and moaned, still trying to set himself free, but to no avail. 2 against one was totally unfair.
Changmin then pulled Wu Fan's pants and briefs down, releasing his cock and he quickly fell to his knees, face a few inches away from the hardened member. He gave it a light pump and he gave the slit an experimental lick. Immediately, Wu Fan's hand flew to Changmin's hair and were locked between strands, pushing him forward to keep on what he was doing. Changmin looked up to Yunho and Wu Fan who were still kissing. He smiled and pumped the member once again. "Seems like someone is learning bit by bit."
Not losing any more time, Changmin engulfed the cock and started to bob his head as soon as he did it. He heard moans and was completely satisfied. The hand on his head was pushing him and he kept deep throating Wu Fan. Saliva was dripping down on his chin and slurping sounds were echoing in the room.
Yunho's hand went to Wu Fan's ass and squeezed it. Their lips parted and Yunho looked at Wu Fan, blushing and looking weak in front of him. "Lesson number three," Yunho's finger circled the other's entrance. "Each order we make is for your own good."
Somewhere between getting punishment and being given head while being kissed, feeling pleasure and having inches of his body being touched sinfully, Wu Fan was not complaining anymore and was just going along.
Along the minutes that passed, clothes were taken off and friction and sweat was being traded between their bodies, Wu Fan learned more lessons. He tried to listen them carefully, but sometimes he didn't, complaining and getting more punishments. Like when Changmin said he would bottom and he totally freaked out, the other man only had to throw him on the couch and tie his hands over his head with a rope that Wu Fan had no idea from where it came from. Soon, he was with his legs spread and Changmin pounding into him senseless, not preparing him or using a condom, Yunho's cock abusing his mouth and lips.
"Lesson number four," Changmin pushed his hips forward and made Kris bent. "The worse you behave, the worse the punishment is."
"Lesson number five," Yunho untied Wu Fan's hands after Changmin came inside Wu Fan and put him in an all fours position, the tip of Yunho's cock touching his already abused asshole and breath hot against the younger's ear. "Listen and learn to the classes careful and willingly."
Wu Fan was thankful for the room being in a part of the building where most of the time was only occupied by idols, but since most of his sunbaes were busy that day, the floor was empty. He couldn't contain his screams and moans anymore and he was sure they echoed in the corridors. But, after being hit over and over on his prostate, he didn't gave any other fucks, he just wanted more and more.
After being fucked raw and open, being filled with both men's cum, Wu Fan was breathless and still high from the session. "Lesson number six," Changmin knelt down. "When the student learns well, he deserves a prize." And Changmin had sucked him off right then and there, swallowing and savoring every drop of cum Wu Fan had released.
Changmin had kissed him and made him taste himself on the other's tongue and lips. Yunho kissed him too after that. They were already dressing themselves up and cleaning any evidence of their little "class". When they finished, Wu Fan was standing in front of the door, hand on the doorknob, when someone put hands on his hips and and breathe was puffing against his nape.
"Lesson number seven," He heard Yunho. "Be always ready for there might be another class."
Wu Fan said nothing and opened the door to leave the room and the two men behind.
A few days later, Yunho and Changmin had just finished a singing practice session and were passing by the dance room. Everything was normal, but they heard a banging sound and peopĺe screaming. They looked at each other and immediately ran to the the room and other people that were followed. When they were inside it, they found Wu Fan grasping the dance teacher's collar and looking angrily at him.
Yunho and Changmin then looked at each other and sighed. Yunho motioned with his hands for Changmin to go on. The younger walked to the teacher and Wu Fan and grabbed the latter's forearm, making him look back.
"Release him now." Changmin said.
Wu Fan seemed to hesitate a bit before something apparently clicked in his mind and he did as he was told.
"Come with me." And Wu Fan was already on his tracks behind Changmin, who was soon joined by Yunho and they walked out of the room, the people around they all whispering to each other and looking at him with pity eyes.
Shortly after, they were inside a very familiar waiting room, too familiar.
Wu Fan had only the chance to hear the click sound of the door lock before he was tackled against the wall like the last time. His lips were being attacked and hands were already doing their work on the buttons of his shirt.
"Haven't you learned?" Yunho asked from behind them.
Wu Fan stopped kissing Changmin and looked at the man behind. "Of course I did," He then felt Changmin up with one hand and the other went to the other man's ass cheeks. "But I'm hungry for having other classes with the best two teachers I've ever had." That mischievous smirk showed up again.
Yunho nodded and hummed while Changmin was about to attack Wu Fan's neck.
"But..."
And all of sudden, Wu Fan pushed Changmin to fell on the couch and he quickly followed to be on top of him, sitting himself between the older's legs and erection on Changmin's ass. He got closer to the other's ear and whispered. "Lesson number eight, every class is different from the previous one."