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[fic] Zhou Mi/Heechul – SJ(M) – Unexpected Visitor – Oneshot
Title: Unexpected Visitor
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fonulyn
Rating: NC17? (borderline R)
Pairing: Zhou Mi/Heechul
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: Zhou Mi did not, under any circumstances, expect to find Heechul behind the door when he opened it. But when he got over the initial surprise, welcoming was in order.
Comments: This is for my darling little sisterdaidetre (ilu~♥), who was bugging me about writing her some Heechul-centric porn. Knowing me, I of course had to include Zhou Mimimi in it too, and then there’s only one possible pairing XD I never wrote the pairing before and this was trying to turn itself into hanchul or qmi half the time so I don’t know if I ever will again but it was kind of fun. Also I’m having such a horrible headache (for the past week) that if it has typos please excuse them (and feel free to tell me).
Zhou Mi did not, under any circumstances, expect to find Heechul behind the door when he opened it.
It wasn’t like Heechul never visited him, far from it. Heechul was a common visitor, to the point that everyone else wanted to throw him out of the room when he seemed to be too attached to Zhou Mi’s hip. Heechul was known to be demanding when it best suited him, and when he wanted attention he got attention. Regardless of the situation.
But Zhou Mi never expected to see Heechul here. Not in China. Not while they were promoting the new SJM single and Heechul was supposed to be working on his own things far away in Korea. They had spoken on the phone the previous night and hadn’t Heechul just explained about all the things he needed to get done before the release of the new duo-project?
Zhou Mi was certain he looked as dumbfounded as he felt. Especially when Heechul stepped past him and tapped his shoulder. “Shut your mouth, Seasoning. You’ll catch flies.”
Obediently Zhou Mi did, snapping his lips shut. It was pure luck that he was alone right then, everyone else out doing – well, whatever the hell it was they were doing. Right now Zhou Mi didn’t know, and he didn’t even particularly care. He simply closed the door, leaning against it for a second before following the other man deeper into the apartment.
“Who are you rooming with this time?” Heechul arched an eyebrow and Zhou Mi didn’t even manage to open his mouth to answer before he went on. “Kyuhyun of course. Have you ever shared with anyone else? I’m beginning to feel threatened here. I should be jealous.” He babbled on and they both knew that he didn’t mean a word he said. They both knew that nothing went past best-friends-forever in that room.
Heechul and Zhou Mi, though, got past that stage quite a long ago. Approximately three weeks into knowing each other, when Zhou Mi found himself on his knees in front of the couch sucking Heechul off. If that didn’t open their eyes then maybe it did when Heechul returned the favour some time later, backstage just before a show and Zhou Mi had to dance on wobbly knees. It was a game of give and take at first, as they tried to catch each other at the most inconvenient moments possible for some acts of indecency.
“Where can I put my bag?” Heechul asked, even if he had already slammed his bag down in the middle of the couch. Zhou Mi knew that Siwon would complain about it later, being the neat freak of the group even if it wasn’t public information, but right now he was too busy following Heechul to do anything about it. Following Heechul, who gave the whole apartment an inspection and kept on talking nonstop even if half of what he said was too fast for Zhou Mi to catch.
Finally, Heechul slowed down and stopped in the middle of the room, grinning at the other man. “So? Aren’t you going to welcome me?” He asked almost cockily, spreading his arms far as if expecting a hug.
The gesture had Zhou Mi laughing. “How am I supposed to say anything when you keep on talking and running away from me?” He took the offered moment to scan the other man’s appearance thoroughly, pleased to notice that Heechul had definitely dressed up for him. Only then he stepped closer, obediently sneaking his arms around the smaller man’s waist to pull him close.
“Never stopped you before,” Heechul remarked. There was a slight tilt to his smile and it turned clearly more content now that Zhou Mi’s arms were where they belonged. He was right, too. Neither of them had ever had troubles talking over the other if they had something they wanted to get heard. They were very good at speaking simultaneously and still deciphering most of what was being said.
Zhou Mi grinned. “I might’ve been a little bit surprised to see you here.” Even if that was clearly an understatement. He was still stunned, his mind trying to piece it all together. To buy time, or just because he wanted to, he cut off Heechul’s reply. With his lips.
The kiss was messy, slide of lips on lips with a little too much tongue, teeth clinking together. It was also breathtaking and enough to make them initiate another one instantly when it broke. After the third one, Heechul placed his palms on Zhou Mi’s chest to push him away. “I need a shower.” He curled his nose disgustedly as if to prove his point.
Automatically, the rational part of Zhou Mi’s mind kicked in. “You can use any of the towels. There should be some showergel and stuff in the light green box, that’s mine and you can – ”
He didn’t get any further before Heechul placed a long finger on his lips. “You need a shower too.”
Zhou Mi arched an eyebrow. Heechul looked at him pointedly. And only then something clicked in Zhou Mi’s brain. “Oh.”
Less than ten minutes later, Zhou Mi found his lips locked with Heechul’s again, but this time there was a warm spray of water spilling on them, on their faces. He couldn’t hold back a gasp, the kiss breaking when Heechul’s fingers wrapped tighter around his cock, tracing the vein on the underside in a way that made his hips buck.
Zhou Mi never quite remembered just how good Heechul was with his hands. Thankfully he was reminded of it quite effectively every now and then. It had taken him barely a minute to work Zhou Mi fully hard, and judging by the cocky smirk on his lips he knew his talents fully well. The expression was practically begging to be wiped off with a deep, ravenous kiss.
Once Zhou Mi had gotten enough of Heechul’s teasing he mewled impatiently into the kiss practically slapping his hand away to take over control instead. He didn’t have any troubles wrapping his long fingers around the both of them, their erections pressed together as he began to stroke slowly.
“Now who’s teasing,” Heechul breathed out right against the other man’s lips as soon as the kiss broke. Their faces were so close their breaths were mixing, droplets of water falling on their skin and between them, getting everywhere. He only received a smirk as a response to that. There was something absolutely wicked in the way Zhou Mi looked at him and it made Heechul’s blood boil like nothing else.
Heechul would’ve liked to take the credit for that, but he knew that Zhou Mi had always been deliciously devious underneath those sweet smiles and coy glances. Like now, how he was working them both in a slow pace, flicking his thumb over the sensitive tip of Heechul’s arousal just right but never often enough to actually push him over the edge. Heechul knew his hands would be pushed away if he tried anything and thus he only grabbed Zhou Mi’s shoulders, his fingers digging deep into soft skin by the force of it. He was trembling against the taller man’s frame, unable to hide it.
Zhou Mi licked a patch up Heechul’s neck, before easily catching his earlobe between his teeth to tug on it a bit. “Ask for it.” His voice was low and hoarse, so unlike his usual tone of chirpy sunshine and happiness. He sounded sultry, seductive, indecent promises hidden within those simple syllables. It was enough to make anyone with a vivid imagination go mad.
Heechul growled. He wasn’t pleased. At the same time another part of him was purring in contentment. “Please.” He pushed out from between gritted teeth, the look in his eyes intense enough to burn.
That was enough. Zhou Mi had no intentions dragging this on further, not right now when they hadn’t seen in days and he knew neither of them could hold out for much longer. No, this was for releasing the worst pressure, blowing off steam, and there would definitely be more to come. He could feel Heechul throbbing against him, a ragged inhale matching every single one of his own, and when their eyes met he couldn’t look away any longer.
Neither of them knew how long it took. One, two, three long strokes, a twist of Zhou Mi’s wrist, a flick of his thumb. Heechul didn’t even try to hold back when he climaxed with a loud, shameless outcry that echoed from the tiled walls. If anyone was in the whole apartment at that moment, they were bound to hear. Zhou Mi wasn’t far behind but contrarily, when he came, Heechul’s name fell from his lips in a breathless gasp, barely audible.
Only for a moment they stayed exactly like that, trying to catch their breath, leaning heavily against the cool wall. “In twenty minutes from now,” Heechul purred right into Zhou Mi’s ear, his fingers tracing up his spine until he could grab a few copper strands of hair between them. “I want you to fuck me like you mean it.” Zhou Mi could feel him smirk against his skin. “On Kyuhyun’s bed.”
Oh now there was an idea.
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1547 words
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Author:
fonulynRating: NC17? (borderline R)
Pairing: Zhou Mi/Heechul
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: Zhou Mi did not, under any circumstances, expect to find Heechul behind the door when he opened it. But when he got over the initial surprise, welcoming was in order.
Comments: This is for my darling little sister
daidetre (ilu~♥), who was bugging me about writing her some Heechul-centric porn. Knowing me, I of course had to include Zhou Mimimi in it too, and then there’s only one possible pairing XD I never wrote the pairing before Zhou Mi did not, under any circumstances, expect to find Heechul behind the door when he opened it.
It wasn’t like Heechul never visited him, far from it. Heechul was a common visitor, to the point that everyone else wanted to throw him out of the room when he seemed to be too attached to Zhou Mi’s hip. Heechul was known to be demanding when it best suited him, and when he wanted attention he got attention. Regardless of the situation.
But Zhou Mi never expected to see Heechul here. Not in China. Not while they were promoting the new SJM single and Heechul was supposed to be working on his own things far away in Korea. They had spoken on the phone the previous night and hadn’t Heechul just explained about all the things he needed to get done before the release of the new duo-project?
Zhou Mi was certain he looked as dumbfounded as he felt. Especially when Heechul stepped past him and tapped his shoulder. “Shut your mouth, Seasoning. You’ll catch flies.”
Obediently Zhou Mi did, snapping his lips shut. It was pure luck that he was alone right then, everyone else out doing – well, whatever the hell it was they were doing. Right now Zhou Mi didn’t know, and he didn’t even particularly care. He simply closed the door, leaning against it for a second before following the other man deeper into the apartment.
“Who are you rooming with this time?” Heechul arched an eyebrow and Zhou Mi didn’t even manage to open his mouth to answer before he went on. “Kyuhyun of course. Have you ever shared with anyone else? I’m beginning to feel threatened here. I should be jealous.” He babbled on and they both knew that he didn’t mean a word he said. They both knew that nothing went past best-friends-forever in that room.
Heechul and Zhou Mi, though, got past that stage quite a long ago. Approximately three weeks into knowing each other, when Zhou Mi found himself on his knees in front of the couch sucking Heechul off. If that didn’t open their eyes then maybe it did when Heechul returned the favour some time later, backstage just before a show and Zhou Mi had to dance on wobbly knees. It was a game of give and take at first, as they tried to catch each other at the most inconvenient moments possible for some acts of indecency.
“Where can I put my bag?” Heechul asked, even if he had already slammed his bag down in the middle of the couch. Zhou Mi knew that Siwon would complain about it later, being the neat freak of the group even if it wasn’t public information, but right now he was too busy following Heechul to do anything about it. Following Heechul, who gave the whole apartment an inspection and kept on talking nonstop even if half of what he said was too fast for Zhou Mi to catch.
Finally, Heechul slowed down and stopped in the middle of the room, grinning at the other man. “So? Aren’t you going to welcome me?” He asked almost cockily, spreading his arms far as if expecting a hug.
The gesture had Zhou Mi laughing. “How am I supposed to say anything when you keep on talking and running away from me?” He took the offered moment to scan the other man’s appearance thoroughly, pleased to notice that Heechul had definitely dressed up for him. Only then he stepped closer, obediently sneaking his arms around the smaller man’s waist to pull him close.
“Never stopped you before,” Heechul remarked. There was a slight tilt to his smile and it turned clearly more content now that Zhou Mi’s arms were where they belonged. He was right, too. Neither of them had ever had troubles talking over the other if they had something they wanted to get heard. They were very good at speaking simultaneously and still deciphering most of what was being said.
Zhou Mi grinned. “I might’ve been a little bit surprised to see you here.” Even if that was clearly an understatement. He was still stunned, his mind trying to piece it all together. To buy time, or just because he wanted to, he cut off Heechul’s reply. With his lips.
The kiss was messy, slide of lips on lips with a little too much tongue, teeth clinking together. It was also breathtaking and enough to make them initiate another one instantly when it broke. After the third one, Heechul placed his palms on Zhou Mi’s chest to push him away. “I need a shower.” He curled his nose disgustedly as if to prove his point.
Automatically, the rational part of Zhou Mi’s mind kicked in. “You can use any of the towels. There should be some showergel and stuff in the light green box, that’s mine and you can – ”
He didn’t get any further before Heechul placed a long finger on his lips. “You need a shower too.”
Zhou Mi arched an eyebrow. Heechul looked at him pointedly. And only then something clicked in Zhou Mi’s brain. “Oh.”
Less than ten minutes later, Zhou Mi found his lips locked with Heechul’s again, but this time there was a warm spray of water spilling on them, on their faces. He couldn’t hold back a gasp, the kiss breaking when Heechul’s fingers wrapped tighter around his cock, tracing the vein on the underside in a way that made his hips buck.
Zhou Mi never quite remembered just how good Heechul was with his hands. Thankfully he was reminded of it quite effectively every now and then. It had taken him barely a minute to work Zhou Mi fully hard, and judging by the cocky smirk on his lips he knew his talents fully well. The expression was practically begging to be wiped off with a deep, ravenous kiss.
Once Zhou Mi had gotten enough of Heechul’s teasing he mewled impatiently into the kiss practically slapping his hand away to take over control instead. He didn’t have any troubles wrapping his long fingers around the both of them, their erections pressed together as he began to stroke slowly.
“Now who’s teasing,” Heechul breathed out right against the other man’s lips as soon as the kiss broke. Their faces were so close their breaths were mixing, droplets of water falling on their skin and between them, getting everywhere. He only received a smirk as a response to that. There was something absolutely wicked in the way Zhou Mi looked at him and it made Heechul’s blood boil like nothing else.
Heechul would’ve liked to take the credit for that, but he knew that Zhou Mi had always been deliciously devious underneath those sweet smiles and coy glances. Like now, how he was working them both in a slow pace, flicking his thumb over the sensitive tip of Heechul’s arousal just right but never often enough to actually push him over the edge. Heechul knew his hands would be pushed away if he tried anything and thus he only grabbed Zhou Mi’s shoulders, his fingers digging deep into soft skin by the force of it. He was trembling against the taller man’s frame, unable to hide it.
Zhou Mi licked a patch up Heechul’s neck, before easily catching his earlobe between his teeth to tug on it a bit. “Ask for it.” His voice was low and hoarse, so unlike his usual tone of chirpy sunshine and happiness. He sounded sultry, seductive, indecent promises hidden within those simple syllables. It was enough to make anyone with a vivid imagination go mad.
Heechul growled. He wasn’t pleased. At the same time another part of him was purring in contentment. “Please.” He pushed out from between gritted teeth, the look in his eyes intense enough to burn.
That was enough. Zhou Mi had no intentions dragging this on further, not right now when they hadn’t seen in days and he knew neither of them could hold out for much longer. No, this was for releasing the worst pressure, blowing off steam, and there would definitely be more to come. He could feel Heechul throbbing against him, a ragged inhale matching every single one of his own, and when their eyes met he couldn’t look away any longer.
Neither of them knew how long it took. One, two, three long strokes, a twist of Zhou Mi’s wrist, a flick of his thumb. Heechul didn’t even try to hold back when he climaxed with a loud, shameless outcry that echoed from the tiled walls. If anyone was in the whole apartment at that moment, they were bound to hear. Zhou Mi wasn’t far behind but contrarily, when he came, Heechul’s name fell from his lips in a breathless gasp, barely audible.
Only for a moment they stayed exactly like that, trying to catch their breath, leaning heavily against the cool wall. “In twenty minutes from now,” Heechul purred right into Zhou Mi’s ear, his fingers tracing up his spine until he could grab a few copper strands of hair between them. “I want you to fuck me like you mean it.” Zhou Mi could feel him smirk against his skin. “On Kyuhyun’s bed.”
Oh now there was an idea.
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1547 words
I promise the next fic will actually have a plot. Sort of. Whee~ \o/
Feel free to add our journal if you like the stories!
Plus, the archive. And requests.
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Anyway~
This was essentially my face throughout the whole thing
Yes, my perv face looks remarkably like Heechul's perv face, but I digress.
And dude, you can so totally write, so shut up and write more ficcu. Stop moaning because you're awesome :D
I love the way you write them and they're so cute together *squishes them*
And now
So I demand that sequel or I will eat all the pies you make without you even getting ANY. Kyu can even join in, if he wants. Though he can't steal the Mimi from the Chul.
Thank youuuuuuuu~ I love yououououou :D
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Oooh it looks like a good thing then XD The gif at least made me grin and imagining you doing the same made me actually laugh out loud.
Thank you, bb, but I am not sure if I believe you XD Someone else would've made this way hotter!
But you're right though, they are cute together. Absolutely adorable~
Lol at the teukie gif XD
ahaha Kyu can join since then you'd get your Kyuchul too in the progress XD Maybe Kyuhyun walks in on them doing it on his bed and he demands compensation. Mmmh. Actually I'm kind of beginning to like the idea XD
Love you tooooo~ ♥ Even if I whine and complain about the fics you demand XD
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Indeed it was. Oh shut up and stop being a fool of a Took.
Yes OuO so squishy and girly and fashionable. And sexy.
Teukie is constantly horny, even when singing an innocent song about being happy. Dirty old man.
YAY THAT IS A GOOD IDEA and they can film it and send it to Hannie and he'll be like :O I'M ON MY WAY OVER!!!
Teehee, you love writing the fics I demand. Deep down.
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It's kind of difficult though, since they're so fashionable and squishy and adorable that it makes me want to write bff fics instead of hardcore porn XD
Oh yes, dirty old man. I bet for him happiness equals being horny, or at least what follows from being horny. Mmmh.
And then it would result in an epic foursome since of course Hannie demands his share, too. Oh maaaan~ BUT HEY IT'D MEAN I'D GET GENGMI TOO. That's the solution, smash all four of them together. The formula to happiness. Or something.
No, but I love you and that's enough ;3
and anything else I am not admitting no no no