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[fic] Kyuhyun/Zhou Mi/Heechul – SJ(M) – Get It Hot – Oneshot
Title: Get It Hot
Author:
fonulyn
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Zhou Mi/Heechul
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: If there was one thing to know about Heechul, it was that he never made empty promises or threats. You could count on him standing by his words. But only a moment after he had Zhou Mi throw him down on Kyuhyun’s bed, the actual owner of said piece of furniture just so happened to waltz in.
Comments: So
daidetre bribed me with sweet promises of gengmi (a hint: if you ever want something from me, bribing me with gengmi works. or qmi.) and suddenly I realized I was writing a sequel to the shower-heemi. She said I could include Kyuhyun too and …somehow this turned out quite Kyuhyun-centered. Oh well. Enjoy?
If there was one thing to know about Heechul, it was that he never made empty promises or threats. You could count on him standing by his words. So when he told Zhou Mi that he expected him to throw him down on Kyuhyun’s bed, well, it was no joke. Zhou Mi knew that straight from the beginning and he didn’t even bother getting dressed after they emerged from their shared shower, simply wrapping a towel around his hips. He was surprised Heechul had enough patience for them both to blow dry their hair, but maybe the quickie in the shower helped with some self-restraint.
The self-restraint was long gone the moment the door clicked shut behind them, though.
Heechul practically tore away the towel and threw it on the floor, dropping down in the middle of the wrinkled sheets of Kyuhyun’s unmade bed. He knew which bed belonged to whom, after all the neatly made one had a collection of brand clothes placed on it, and that could only be Zhou Mi. Kyuhyun wouldn’t recognize brand clutches even if they bit him in his very squishy ass.
As Zhou Mi didn’t react instantly, Heechul beckoned him with a crooked index finger. “Now c’mere, Seasoning. Show me how much you missed me!” He ordered, shifting until he was lying in the middle of the bed. He was grinning brightly as it was obviously the best idea in weeks, nothing less could be expected of him.
The words made Zhou Mi chuckle and obediently he stepped closer, kneeling down on the edge of the bed to crawl closer until he was hovering above the older man. “I really missed you,” he repeated playfully, even though it was obvious he meant it from the bottom of his heart, his eyes sparkling with clear honesty. That was one of the things that had instantly made Heechul like him since the first time they met.
Heechul smiled as well, running his hands down the taller man’s sides. “You lost weight again,” he pursed his lips disapprovingly. He was already formulating a lecture about that, but Zhou Mi just smiled sheepishly. He didn’t even give Heechul the chance to say a single word before leaning in and shutting him up with a slow kiss. That, exactly, was what they had both missed too. It wasn’t the easiest feat in the world to sneak out, avoid fangirls and get laid, and ever since they had first fallen into bed together they had noticed the arrangement was more than satisfying.
Within mere minutes the kisses turned more and more passionate, their hands wandering, getting restless. It was no longer soft touches almost to make sure the other man was there and wouldn’t disappear into thin air, wasn’t a mere figment of imagination. Instead they went straight for what they knew felt good, found all the sensitive spots to brush over, scratch, tease and then ignore again. Zhou Mi had learned very early on that Heechul was one to especially enjoy teasing, even if he was impatient by nature.
Whether or not Heechul enjoyed it, by the time Zhou Mi grabbed the lube from the side where he had tossed it the first thing when they got into the room, he was royally out of patience. “Oh damn, don’t you dare torture me here.” Heechul nearly just groaned out when Zhou Mi ran his slicked palm up his cock, twisting his wrist in the end well enough to make Heechul shudder. “Use those long fingers of yours!” The older man commanded sharply, trying to sound cooler than he actually was right now.
The words made Zhou Mi grin but he did as he was told, bringing his hand lower until he could slide one finger inside of the other man, starting to prepare him for what was to come. As much as they would’ve both wanted to just go for it after such long time of abstinence, they knew better than that. Besides, this way they could have several rounds to make up for it, instead of just one fuck and a week of healing from it.
Heechul didn’t have anything against prepping anyway, how could he? Not when Zhou Mi’s fingers were so long and amazing and he could do wonders with them. It was like he had a sixth sense for what felt good and what he should do. Soon he had Heechul trembling on three fingers, knuckle deep inside of him, cursing at him to give him more and stop being so goddamn slow.
Then. The door clicked open. Neither of them noticed it at first, too busy focusing on the messy kiss their lips were locked in and the pleasurable pressure that had kept on building between them. Only when there was an audible “Oh.” spoken in a very familiar voice they both snapped back into reality and quickly turned their heads to look at whoever it was.
There, in the doorway, stood no other but Kyuhyun, with his hand still on the doorknob and his jaw practically lying on the floor. He looked so surprised his eyes might’ve bulged out of his head anytime now. Zhou Mi had no idea how to react but thankfully Heechul took over, in control of the situation without fail.
“Sit down,” Heechul ordered. Dumbfounded, Kyuhyun didn’t even manage to form a coherent enough thought to argue. Slowly he closed the door and stepped into the room to sink into the computer chair, fumbling for the armrest not to miss the seat as his eyes were still glued to the pair on the bed. On his bed. He had known something was going on, after all Heechul wasn’t exactly subtle when he wanted something, or someone. But knowing something was up was different from actually seeing it with his own two eyes.
Especially when something was up alright. Kyuhyun couldn’t tear his eyes off the scene presented to him, everything from Heechul’s perfect skin to the slope of Zhou Mi’s back as he was bent over him. Kyuhyun barely registered the words when Heechul spoke up again, but thankfully it was a short command and even his hazed brain could process the last word: watch.
The two men on the bed exchanged some lowly murmured words that weren’t loud enough for Kyuhyun to hear them, but he kind of got the general idea when the next moment Zhou Mi lifted Heechul’s hips and pressed against him. He seemed to be a tease, as it took a couple of well chosen curses from Heechul before Zhou Mi finally gave in and practically slammed into his body. Their outcries cut through the air, mixed together until there was no telling who had released which sound, and Kyuhyun was certain his own low moan got lost somewhere in there too.
Kyuhyun had never considered himself a voyeur, but how could he not enjoy a show like this when it was presented right there, all for him? Heechul was arching his back and moaning shamelessly, trying to press against Zhou Mi to gain more of the sensations. There was surprisingly much strength hidden in that lanky frame and Zhou Mi could hold him down almost easily, to set his own pace to fuck him good. He didn’t exactly tease anymore, he was definitely striking deep with each thrust, but it apparently wasn’t enough for Heechul who was cursing and swearing, ordering and begging, all at once. Distantly Kyuhyun wondered how he had never heard Heechul, if he always was this loud.
It was when Zhou Mi practically flipped Heechul around and helped him on his hands and knees when Kyuhyun gave in to the urge to touch himself. He didn’t open his pants, it already felt dirty enough to be doing this to begin with, but he placed his palm on the quite impressive bulge in his pants to rub on himself through his clothing. The friction made him hiss, but that was the best he could get right now. There was no way in hell he would embarrass himself further and actually open his pants and show how desperate he was. No way.
The show was definitely worth it. Kyuhyun hardly blinked throughout it all. He didn’t want to miss a single second of Heechul’s face when Zhou Mi slammed deep into him, Zhou Mi’s body moving with grace he certainly didn’t possess in daily life even when he seemed to lose it completely, the way the two were moving in unison and seemed to read each other without any words needed. It was quite obvious they had been doing this for quite a while now.
It was hot as hell and when Heechul climaxed with a loud outcry, Kyuhyun instinctively gave his clothed arousal a painful squeeze. Zhou Mi followed soon after, burying his face between Heechul’s shoulder blades as he stilled inside of him, panting against soft skin through his orgasm. The aftershocks had barely subsided when the two nearly collapsed to the side, sharing a couple of languid kisses while coming down from the high.
Now that they were done it made Kyuhyun feel kind of out of place and he shifted, embarrassed. He also had a raging hard-on and he knew he would need to do something about it. Maybe sneaking into the bathroom would be the best option right now. At least it was the most effective one he could come up with.
“I told you to sit down,” Heechul ordered the second he noticed Kyuhyun make a move to get up from his chair. In slow steps, hips swaying with each one of them, he approached the younger man, looking surprisingly at ease for someone who just got fucked that hard. The cocky smirk on his lips spoke of nothing good, at least if one asked Kyuhyun. “You’re not going to make a single move before I tell you to,” Heechul went on, brushing his fingers over Kyuhyun’s cheek as he circled around him, stopping behind his back. He placed his forearms on Kyuhyun’s shoulders, leaning close until he could speak right into his ear.
“How would you like it if I told Seasoning to suck you off?” Heechul purred, flicking out his tongue to tease Kyuhyun’s ear. “He gives amazing head.” The suggestion was more than enough to make Kyuhyun’s eyes snap wide open, his heart rate doubling in the following third of a second. He swallowed hard, his gaze locked on Zhou Mi’s lips, on the line of his jaw and his flushed cheeks. Did he want that? Fuck yes he wanted that. He simply couldn’t get a single word out right now.
Heechul didn’t seem to mind, he gestured at Zhou Mi to come closer and Kyuhyun could’ve sworn he could feel his smirk against his skin. There was something like amusement glinting in Zhou Mi’s eyes, too, and a smile was tugging the corners of his mouth. “Kuixian? Try to relax a bit.” He nearly drawled the words out and his typically Chinese accent had never ever sounded so hot in Kyuhyun’s ears. Then again, the fact that Zhou Mi was currently kneeling between his parted legs might have just slightly clouded his judgement.
“Or do you need help with that?” Zhou Mi went on, the corner of his mouth quirking upwards as he brought his fingers to the button of Kyuhyun’s pants. Instinctively Kyuhyun’s hands jerked and he tried to stop that, his brain still convinced that this wasn’t really going to happen, but thankfully Heechul was faster. He grabbed Kyuhyun’s wrists, tugging them back to his sides and placing his hands on the armrests of the chair. “Don’t move,” Heechul growled, amusement dancing in his tone.
Zhou Mi, however, seemed pretty intent on “helping” Kyuhyun with his relaxation problem. Kyuhyun could only bite his lower lip as his pants were worked open and he even lifted his hips a little when Heechul told him to so that Zhou Mi could tug them down a bit. Just barely out of the way, and somehow that made Kyuhyun feel filthy when he was still fully dressed and Zhou Mi reached into his underwear to free his leaking cock. Especially since the other two were completely naked.
Not that he had much time to dwell in those thoughts. Contrarily, his brain effectively short-circuited when Zhou Mi darted out his tongue to lick across the sensitive tip of his arousal, to circle the head before sucking it in his mouth. Kyuhyun grabbed the chair like a lifeline, the groan getting caught in his throat when Zhou Mi sucked like a pro and he felt like all his blood had pooled in his crotch. He barely registered Heechul’s fingers at first, before they reached all the way down and he started stroking the base of his cock.
Now that was too much for Kyuhyun to handle and he squeezed his eyes shut tight, trying to suck in ragged breaths to calm down at least somewhat. Zhou Mi did something with his tongue that should have been fucking illegal and Heechul dipped his hands lower to touch him just right, all at the same time. It felt so good Kyuhyun couldn’t have held back the disappointed grunt when Heechul pulled his hand away, not even if he’d tried. “Warn before you finish,” Heechul ordered and judging by the hard nip of his teeth on the smooth skin below Kyuhyun’s ear he meant what he said.
Then Heechul’s warm presence was gone from behind Kyuhyun and he slid next to the chair instead, kneeling to the side so he could lean against the armrest. It was the perfect spot for watching and that was exactly what he did for a moment, licking his lips slowly as he drank in the sight of Zhou Mi’s lips stretching around Kyuhyun’s cock. For a while, he was content just watching, but it wasn’t like Heechul to stay put for long so he took action again.
Heechul slid his long fingers into Zhou Mi’s silky hair, tugging a little. There was a certain sparkle in Zhou Mi’s eyes as their gazes met and it was obvious some kind of silent understanding passed between them right at that moment. They spoke without words. That was about as far as Kyuhyun managed to analyze the situation before Heechul used the grip to force Zhou Mi’s head down almost all the way.
Kyuhyun released a garbled sound, gripping the armrests of the chair knuckles white not to thrust up and completely choke Zhou Mi in the process. Already this was hot as hell, made him think he would die right at this second. Zhou Mi’s nose touched his stomach and Kyuhyun didn’t think he had ever been taken in that deep. What did him in though was the look in Zhou Mi’s eyes, the deep challenging shimmer that shot into every part of him from tips of his fingers all the way to his toes. He wasn’t sure if he even remembered what breathing was.
Especially not when he saw Heechul’s fingers tighten in the copper strands to dictate Zhou Mi’s movements again. “S-shit, god, Mi, damnit I’m gonna – ” Kyuhyun wasn’t very eloquent when he was in a state like this. It didn’t matter though, that was enough of a warning and Heechul reacted instantly. He tugged on Zhou Mi’s hair, pulled him back and off Kyuhyun, only to hold him there. Heechul wrapped his warm fingers around Kyuhyun’s erection, stroking him through his orgasm, willing every spurt of come from him.
Come that landed in thick, white ribbons straight on Zhou Mi’s face. Kyuhyun’s eyes flew wide and he didn’t know whether to be shocked or immensely turned on by the sight. Zhou Mi’s cheeks were flushed, his lips reddened and swollen, his hair tousled and sticking to his skin in all the right ways. “G-god, I – ” He tried, not knowing whether he was apologizing or what, but one look at Heechul stopped him in his tracks.
Heechul was grinning, obviously pleased. This was exactly how he had planned things. And now that Kyuhyun turned to look at Zhou Mi again, the Chinese man wasn’t exactly raging or glaring at him angrily, either. Instead he seemed rather amused, winking at Kyuhyun as he wiped some of the sticky mess off his cheek with his long index finger, poking out his tongue to have a taste. It made him curl his nose in disgust, though, the gesture enough to make Heechul crack up laughing.
“One would think you’d be used to that,” Heechul noted, only receiving a frown and a glare from Zhou Mi in turn. It made Kyuhyun finally remember where he was. Or rather, how he was: sitting in a chair with his pants tugged open and his dick hanging out, with Heechul’s fingers thrumming on his bare stomach and his come still on Zhou Mi’s cheeks.
Awkward. Extremely awkward. Kyuhyun shifted, as if to cover himself. “Uhm.” He glanced at the door, thinking if he could flee now and pretend like nothing had happened. Then again… one glance at Zhou Mi’s inviting lips or Heechul’s sparkling eyes, it all made him want to stay and figure out what else they could come up with during the next twelve hours. He was pretty certain it would be much more entertaining than the round of Starcraft he had had in mind originally.
“Oh-ho, Cho Kyuhyun. Don’t even try to run away now!” Heechul cackled, his fingers digging deeper into the fabric of Kyuhyun’s shirt as he grabbed his shoulder tight. “This is just the beginning!”
Oh. Kyuhyun supposed he would stay, after all.
Turned out, it really was just the beginning. And they all thanked whatever gods they remembered in their state that they had a free day coming up. Not a single one of them would’ve been able to walk properly after the rather creative acrobatics they had performed throughout the night. It proved that Heechul had a deliciously vivid imagination and both Zhou Mi and Kyuhyun were eager to put all his plans into action.
It was way past five in the morning when they finally dropped into bed – Zhou Mi’s, Kyuhyun’s was messed up in more ways than one and they all agreed it was too disgusting to sleep in – and cuddled together under the covers. Zhou Mi stretched his impossibly long limbs in the middle of the bed and instantly had Heechul attached to his right side. Kyuhyun hesitated for a second, but the two pulled him close and soon he was happily cuddled on the other side of Zhou Mi. Not that he was a cuddler, no-ho, he would never admit that out loud.
After a while the silence broke though, dragging them back from the edges of sleep where they had been lingering for a good moment. “I hope you two know what this means,” Heechul mumbled as he buried his face into Zhou Mi’s neck, burrowing even closer to him.
Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi shared a confused look. Heechul went on undeterred. “If you two will fuck around in China without me,” he lifted his head to fix a stern look at both the other men, “you will have to tape it down. I demand videos.”
“How about we put up a webcam?” Kyuhyun suggested, a grin spreading on his lips. Zhou Mi groaned, obviously thinking how he was going to put up with those two perverts. One had been enough to deal with and if he now had two on a regular basis…
Heechul only grinned back. “I always knew I trained you well, my young padawan.”
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...so I continue this line of fail!porn instead of writing anything of worth. I DO have fics in progress that have a plot and are insightful and everything. I just can’t finish them somehow and then people keep demanding porn from me :/ IT’S NOT MY FAULT. MY FRIENDS CORRUPT ME. I AM INNOCENT.
ALSO can we take a moment to spazz over the amazingness that is Mr. Simple? This should inspire tons and tons of fic, now shouldn't it? 8D AND IT INCLUDES ZHOU MI AND HENRY. YEEEY!

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Rating: NC17
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Zhou Mi/Heechul
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: If there was one thing to know about Heechul, it was that he never made empty promises or threats. You could count on him standing by his words. But only a moment after he had Zhou Mi throw him down on Kyuhyun’s bed, the actual owner of said piece of furniture just so happened to waltz in.
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If there was one thing to know about Heechul, it was that he never made empty promises or threats. You could count on him standing by his words. So when he told Zhou Mi that he expected him to throw him down on Kyuhyun’s bed, well, it was no joke. Zhou Mi knew that straight from the beginning and he didn’t even bother getting dressed after they emerged from their shared shower, simply wrapping a towel around his hips. He was surprised Heechul had enough patience for them both to blow dry their hair, but maybe the quickie in the shower helped with some self-restraint.
The self-restraint was long gone the moment the door clicked shut behind them, though.
Heechul practically tore away the towel and threw it on the floor, dropping down in the middle of the wrinkled sheets of Kyuhyun’s unmade bed. He knew which bed belonged to whom, after all the neatly made one had a collection of brand clothes placed on it, and that could only be Zhou Mi. Kyuhyun wouldn’t recognize brand clutches even if they bit him in his very squishy ass.
As Zhou Mi didn’t react instantly, Heechul beckoned him with a crooked index finger. “Now c’mere, Seasoning. Show me how much you missed me!” He ordered, shifting until he was lying in the middle of the bed. He was grinning brightly as it was obviously the best idea in weeks, nothing less could be expected of him.
The words made Zhou Mi chuckle and obediently he stepped closer, kneeling down on the edge of the bed to crawl closer until he was hovering above the older man. “I really missed you,” he repeated playfully, even though it was obvious he meant it from the bottom of his heart, his eyes sparkling with clear honesty. That was one of the things that had instantly made Heechul like him since the first time they met.
Heechul smiled as well, running his hands down the taller man’s sides. “You lost weight again,” he pursed his lips disapprovingly. He was already formulating a lecture about that, but Zhou Mi just smiled sheepishly. He didn’t even give Heechul the chance to say a single word before leaning in and shutting him up with a slow kiss. That, exactly, was what they had both missed too. It wasn’t the easiest feat in the world to sneak out, avoid fangirls and get laid, and ever since they had first fallen into bed together they had noticed the arrangement was more than satisfying.
Within mere minutes the kisses turned more and more passionate, their hands wandering, getting restless. It was no longer soft touches almost to make sure the other man was there and wouldn’t disappear into thin air, wasn’t a mere figment of imagination. Instead they went straight for what they knew felt good, found all the sensitive spots to brush over, scratch, tease and then ignore again. Zhou Mi had learned very early on that Heechul was one to especially enjoy teasing, even if he was impatient by nature.
Whether or not Heechul enjoyed it, by the time Zhou Mi grabbed the lube from the side where he had tossed it the first thing when they got into the room, he was royally out of patience. “Oh damn, don’t you dare torture me here.” Heechul nearly just groaned out when Zhou Mi ran his slicked palm up his cock, twisting his wrist in the end well enough to make Heechul shudder. “Use those long fingers of yours!” The older man commanded sharply, trying to sound cooler than he actually was right now.
The words made Zhou Mi grin but he did as he was told, bringing his hand lower until he could slide one finger inside of the other man, starting to prepare him for what was to come. As much as they would’ve both wanted to just go for it after such long time of abstinence, they knew better than that. Besides, this way they could have several rounds to make up for it, instead of just one fuck and a week of healing from it.
Heechul didn’t have anything against prepping anyway, how could he? Not when Zhou Mi’s fingers were so long and amazing and he could do wonders with them. It was like he had a sixth sense for what felt good and what he should do. Soon he had Heechul trembling on three fingers, knuckle deep inside of him, cursing at him to give him more and stop being so goddamn slow.
Then. The door clicked open. Neither of them noticed it at first, too busy focusing on the messy kiss their lips were locked in and the pleasurable pressure that had kept on building between them. Only when there was an audible “Oh.” spoken in a very familiar voice they both snapped back into reality and quickly turned their heads to look at whoever it was.
There, in the doorway, stood no other but Kyuhyun, with his hand still on the doorknob and his jaw practically lying on the floor. He looked so surprised his eyes might’ve bulged out of his head anytime now. Zhou Mi had no idea how to react but thankfully Heechul took over, in control of the situation without fail.
“Sit down,” Heechul ordered. Dumbfounded, Kyuhyun didn’t even manage to form a coherent enough thought to argue. Slowly he closed the door and stepped into the room to sink into the computer chair, fumbling for the armrest not to miss the seat as his eyes were still glued to the pair on the bed. On his bed. He had known something was going on, after all Heechul wasn’t exactly subtle when he wanted something, or someone. But knowing something was up was different from actually seeing it with his own two eyes.
Especially when something was up alright. Kyuhyun couldn’t tear his eyes off the scene presented to him, everything from Heechul’s perfect skin to the slope of Zhou Mi’s back as he was bent over him. Kyuhyun barely registered the words when Heechul spoke up again, but thankfully it was a short command and even his hazed brain could process the last word: watch.
The two men on the bed exchanged some lowly murmured words that weren’t loud enough for Kyuhyun to hear them, but he kind of got the general idea when the next moment Zhou Mi lifted Heechul’s hips and pressed against him. He seemed to be a tease, as it took a couple of well chosen curses from Heechul before Zhou Mi finally gave in and practically slammed into his body. Their outcries cut through the air, mixed together until there was no telling who had released which sound, and Kyuhyun was certain his own low moan got lost somewhere in there too.
Kyuhyun had never considered himself a voyeur, but how could he not enjoy a show like this when it was presented right there, all for him? Heechul was arching his back and moaning shamelessly, trying to press against Zhou Mi to gain more of the sensations. There was surprisingly much strength hidden in that lanky frame and Zhou Mi could hold him down almost easily, to set his own pace to fuck him good. He didn’t exactly tease anymore, he was definitely striking deep with each thrust, but it apparently wasn’t enough for Heechul who was cursing and swearing, ordering and begging, all at once. Distantly Kyuhyun wondered how he had never heard Heechul, if he always was this loud.
It was when Zhou Mi practically flipped Heechul around and helped him on his hands and knees when Kyuhyun gave in to the urge to touch himself. He didn’t open his pants, it already felt dirty enough to be doing this to begin with, but he placed his palm on the quite impressive bulge in his pants to rub on himself through his clothing. The friction made him hiss, but that was the best he could get right now. There was no way in hell he would embarrass himself further and actually open his pants and show how desperate he was. No way.
The show was definitely worth it. Kyuhyun hardly blinked throughout it all. He didn’t want to miss a single second of Heechul’s face when Zhou Mi slammed deep into him, Zhou Mi’s body moving with grace he certainly didn’t possess in daily life even when he seemed to lose it completely, the way the two were moving in unison and seemed to read each other without any words needed. It was quite obvious they had been doing this for quite a while now.
It was hot as hell and when Heechul climaxed with a loud outcry, Kyuhyun instinctively gave his clothed arousal a painful squeeze. Zhou Mi followed soon after, burying his face between Heechul’s shoulder blades as he stilled inside of him, panting against soft skin through his orgasm. The aftershocks had barely subsided when the two nearly collapsed to the side, sharing a couple of languid kisses while coming down from the high.
Now that they were done it made Kyuhyun feel kind of out of place and he shifted, embarrassed. He also had a raging hard-on and he knew he would need to do something about it. Maybe sneaking into the bathroom would be the best option right now. At least it was the most effective one he could come up with.
“I told you to sit down,” Heechul ordered the second he noticed Kyuhyun make a move to get up from his chair. In slow steps, hips swaying with each one of them, he approached the younger man, looking surprisingly at ease for someone who just got fucked that hard. The cocky smirk on his lips spoke of nothing good, at least if one asked Kyuhyun. “You’re not going to make a single move before I tell you to,” Heechul went on, brushing his fingers over Kyuhyun’s cheek as he circled around him, stopping behind his back. He placed his forearms on Kyuhyun’s shoulders, leaning close until he could speak right into his ear.
“How would you like it if I told Seasoning to suck you off?” Heechul purred, flicking out his tongue to tease Kyuhyun’s ear. “He gives amazing head.” The suggestion was more than enough to make Kyuhyun’s eyes snap wide open, his heart rate doubling in the following third of a second. He swallowed hard, his gaze locked on Zhou Mi’s lips, on the line of his jaw and his flushed cheeks. Did he want that? Fuck yes he wanted that. He simply couldn’t get a single word out right now.
Heechul didn’t seem to mind, he gestured at Zhou Mi to come closer and Kyuhyun could’ve sworn he could feel his smirk against his skin. There was something like amusement glinting in Zhou Mi’s eyes, too, and a smile was tugging the corners of his mouth. “Kuixian? Try to relax a bit.” He nearly drawled the words out and his typically Chinese accent had never ever sounded so hot in Kyuhyun’s ears. Then again, the fact that Zhou Mi was currently kneeling between his parted legs might have just slightly clouded his judgement.
“Or do you need help with that?” Zhou Mi went on, the corner of his mouth quirking upwards as he brought his fingers to the button of Kyuhyun’s pants. Instinctively Kyuhyun’s hands jerked and he tried to stop that, his brain still convinced that this wasn’t really going to happen, but thankfully Heechul was faster. He grabbed Kyuhyun’s wrists, tugging them back to his sides and placing his hands on the armrests of the chair. “Don’t move,” Heechul growled, amusement dancing in his tone.
Zhou Mi, however, seemed pretty intent on “helping” Kyuhyun with his relaxation problem. Kyuhyun could only bite his lower lip as his pants were worked open and he even lifted his hips a little when Heechul told him to so that Zhou Mi could tug them down a bit. Just barely out of the way, and somehow that made Kyuhyun feel filthy when he was still fully dressed and Zhou Mi reached into his underwear to free his leaking cock. Especially since the other two were completely naked.
Not that he had much time to dwell in those thoughts. Contrarily, his brain effectively short-circuited when Zhou Mi darted out his tongue to lick across the sensitive tip of his arousal, to circle the head before sucking it in his mouth. Kyuhyun grabbed the chair like a lifeline, the groan getting caught in his throat when Zhou Mi sucked like a pro and he felt like all his blood had pooled in his crotch. He barely registered Heechul’s fingers at first, before they reached all the way down and he started stroking the base of his cock.
Now that was too much for Kyuhyun to handle and he squeezed his eyes shut tight, trying to suck in ragged breaths to calm down at least somewhat. Zhou Mi did something with his tongue that should have been fucking illegal and Heechul dipped his hands lower to touch him just right, all at the same time. It felt so good Kyuhyun couldn’t have held back the disappointed grunt when Heechul pulled his hand away, not even if he’d tried. “Warn before you finish,” Heechul ordered and judging by the hard nip of his teeth on the smooth skin below Kyuhyun’s ear he meant what he said.
Then Heechul’s warm presence was gone from behind Kyuhyun and he slid next to the chair instead, kneeling to the side so he could lean against the armrest. It was the perfect spot for watching and that was exactly what he did for a moment, licking his lips slowly as he drank in the sight of Zhou Mi’s lips stretching around Kyuhyun’s cock. For a while, he was content just watching, but it wasn’t like Heechul to stay put for long so he took action again.
Heechul slid his long fingers into Zhou Mi’s silky hair, tugging a little. There was a certain sparkle in Zhou Mi’s eyes as their gazes met and it was obvious some kind of silent understanding passed between them right at that moment. They spoke without words. That was about as far as Kyuhyun managed to analyze the situation before Heechul used the grip to force Zhou Mi’s head down almost all the way.
Kyuhyun released a garbled sound, gripping the armrests of the chair knuckles white not to thrust up and completely choke Zhou Mi in the process. Already this was hot as hell, made him think he would die right at this second. Zhou Mi’s nose touched his stomach and Kyuhyun didn’t think he had ever been taken in that deep. What did him in though was the look in Zhou Mi’s eyes, the deep challenging shimmer that shot into every part of him from tips of his fingers all the way to his toes. He wasn’t sure if he even remembered what breathing was.
Especially not when he saw Heechul’s fingers tighten in the copper strands to dictate Zhou Mi’s movements again. “S-shit, god, Mi, damnit I’m gonna – ” Kyuhyun wasn’t very eloquent when he was in a state like this. It didn’t matter though, that was enough of a warning and Heechul reacted instantly. He tugged on Zhou Mi’s hair, pulled him back and off Kyuhyun, only to hold him there. Heechul wrapped his warm fingers around Kyuhyun’s erection, stroking him through his orgasm, willing every spurt of come from him.
Come that landed in thick, white ribbons straight on Zhou Mi’s face. Kyuhyun’s eyes flew wide and he didn’t know whether to be shocked or immensely turned on by the sight. Zhou Mi’s cheeks were flushed, his lips reddened and swollen, his hair tousled and sticking to his skin in all the right ways. “G-god, I – ” He tried, not knowing whether he was apologizing or what, but one look at Heechul stopped him in his tracks.
Heechul was grinning, obviously pleased. This was exactly how he had planned things. And now that Kyuhyun turned to look at Zhou Mi again, the Chinese man wasn’t exactly raging or glaring at him angrily, either. Instead he seemed rather amused, winking at Kyuhyun as he wiped some of the sticky mess off his cheek with his long index finger, poking out his tongue to have a taste. It made him curl his nose in disgust, though, the gesture enough to make Heechul crack up laughing.
“One would think you’d be used to that,” Heechul noted, only receiving a frown and a glare from Zhou Mi in turn. It made Kyuhyun finally remember where he was. Or rather, how he was: sitting in a chair with his pants tugged open and his dick hanging out, with Heechul’s fingers thrumming on his bare stomach and his come still on Zhou Mi’s cheeks.
Awkward. Extremely awkward. Kyuhyun shifted, as if to cover himself. “Uhm.” He glanced at the door, thinking if he could flee now and pretend like nothing had happened. Then again… one glance at Zhou Mi’s inviting lips or Heechul’s sparkling eyes, it all made him want to stay and figure out what else they could come up with during the next twelve hours. He was pretty certain it would be much more entertaining than the round of Starcraft he had had in mind originally.
“Oh-ho, Cho Kyuhyun. Don’t even try to run away now!” Heechul cackled, his fingers digging deeper into the fabric of Kyuhyun’s shirt as he grabbed his shoulder tight. “This is just the beginning!”
Oh. Kyuhyun supposed he would stay, after all.
Turned out, it really was just the beginning. And they all thanked whatever gods they remembered in their state that they had a free day coming up. Not a single one of them would’ve been able to walk properly after the rather creative acrobatics they had performed throughout the night. It proved that Heechul had a deliciously vivid imagination and both Zhou Mi and Kyuhyun were eager to put all his plans into action.
It was way past five in the morning when they finally dropped into bed – Zhou Mi’s, Kyuhyun’s was messed up in more ways than one and they all agreed it was too disgusting to sleep in – and cuddled together under the covers. Zhou Mi stretched his impossibly long limbs in the middle of the bed and instantly had Heechul attached to his right side. Kyuhyun hesitated for a second, but the two pulled him close and soon he was happily cuddled on the other side of Zhou Mi. Not that he was a cuddler, no-ho, he would never admit that out loud.
After a while the silence broke though, dragging them back from the edges of sleep where they had been lingering for a good moment. “I hope you two know what this means,” Heechul mumbled as he buried his face into Zhou Mi’s neck, burrowing even closer to him.
Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi shared a confused look. Heechul went on undeterred. “If you two will fuck around in China without me,” he lifted his head to fix a stern look at both the other men, “you will have to tape it down. I demand videos.”
“How about we put up a webcam?” Kyuhyun suggested, a grin spreading on his lips. Zhou Mi groaned, obviously thinking how he was going to put up with those two perverts. One had been enough to deal with and if he now had two on a regular basis…
Heechul only grinned back. “I always knew I trained you well, my young padawan.”
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...so I continue this line of fail!porn instead of writing anything of worth. I DO have fics in progress that have a plot and are insightful and everything. I just can’t finish them somehow and then people keep demanding porn from me :/ IT’S NOT MY FAULT. MY FRIENDS CORRUPT ME. I AM INNOCENT.
ALSO can we take a moment to spazz over the amazingness that is Mr. Simple? This should inspire tons and tons of fic, now shouldn't it? 8D AND IT INCLUDES ZHOU MI AND HENRY. YEEEY!

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LALALALALALALALALALALALALA BE MY GURRR GURRR GURRRRR
Anyway, to commenting I go!
BAHAHA I LOVE HBIC HEECHUL. It suits him.
See? I love his attitude in this. It's perfect. He knows what he wants and he will get it, or his name ain't Kim Heechul.
And it's so hot and djfdkdjkfglkjdlk Mi fucking Chul's brains out will never not be hot. Like NEVER. Idgaf what you say. And ahahahaha poor Kyuhyun, though really it worked out well for him. And yay once again Chul is a hbic. And lol cum on Mimi's face~
But, it's so obvious that you just want to make this QMi, you damn whore. Why is Heechul inviting them to shag in China? All this is going to end up being is QMi >:(
I can see it.
BUT JDSFJKHSDKJ THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUU :D
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and let's ignore the fact I wasn't there either for these past few daysomg I love that Heechul gif. Which somehow reminds me that
I know it suits him 8D Heechul knows what he wants and even better he knows how to get it. When he says jump, everyone else asks how high. I forgot some things from the Mi fucking Chul part that I wanted to add :( But those were minor details and I noticed only after posting so whatever. I still think of Heemi as a beautiful bromance though XD
...I am not going to admit that the sole reason the blowjob exists is so that Mi would get a cumshot on his face. And that Chul could dictate it all.
Wae u like this I no whore :( It's not going to end up being Qmi since I'm not going to continue the universe! \o/ They'll stay as the unholy trinity forever and ever. And Heechul can visit them in China.
YOU'RE SO WELCOME! I am happy that you liked it :3 I wasn't sure if it was good enough so *sigh* this is a relief!
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Well, all of them are Kim Heechul, but if you mean the last one, it's Heechul kissing a fan ;3
The world's luckiest fan, since she got attention from practically everyone that night xD
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I was really curious so thanks !
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Uhhh I'm trying to come up with something intelligent but I just spent like 15 minutes wailing my eyes out because of Super Junior so intelligent isn't happening when my head hurts and my eyelashes are practically glued together. But jfgkfdkjd I liked it, even with Heemi as a couple and lmao Kyuhyun you always were a voyeur, especially if Zhou Mimi is involved.
And now I will listen to SS2 solos/other SJ and crawl into some corner to weep for the rest of the night. Ughguh I think my face is puffier than Kyuhyun's swollen dumpling eyebags.
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whom I practically forced here but anyway XDThank you! I'm glad you think so since well I'm not sure what I think about this x) It was supposed to be different but then... well yeah. One can see I wanted to write qmi I think XDNo worries! If you come up with something intelligent later, let me know, since I truly appreciate any and all feedback. But I'm glad that you liked it :) Heemi is hard to write since I see them as such BFFs and can't properly imagine anything sexual between them but yeah XD AND KYUHYUN WILL SO TRY TO STEAL MIMI AWAY, NOT JOKING 8D
I'm so tired and still a part of me wants to stay up until they release the MV but but but it's so LATE and I'm gonna die XD
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Hey, I didn't even know you has posted something XDIt was good in my opinion x) Haha, Qmi just happens like that XDLater is going to be like... Later, if ever. I think my brain capacity is getting close to -100 or something these days *laughs* Of course I did :) Yeah, I have the same issue with them, which made it a little harder to read this XD Heemi is strictly bromance to me. HE ALWAYS WILL 8D
Maybe it's better you didn't, the goddamn thing wasn't released until... 9am? There was just the press conference and umm something. And staying up until 8am killed the last few brain cells I had left *laughs* Sucks that all the stuff there happens between 4am-8am our time. orz
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Doesn't matter XD I got you to read it and that's the main thing XDI'm glad it was! Qmi is everywhere, I can't help it!I noticed you're sleeping kind of sporadically XD I can imagine that it makes you really tired. Heemi is a beautiful, beautiful bromance but that's just it XD So Kyubb is such a homewrecker in this XD
Then it's good, since if it was released around 9 am I saw it only an hour late XD So it's not too bad x) The time difference is annoying at times :/
AWH MIMI~ ♥
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I guess so XD It's not like you had to force me, I would've read it once I noticed it XDQmi forces it way everywhere, really.Eh, kinda XD Bedtime is 5am or later and I feel like facepalming at myself half of the time because I get really incoherent and thoughtless when I'm tired so I just... say stuff I wouldn't normally say. I just hope I typo so badly no one gets what I'm saying. I swear I'm getting eye bags though, the same shade as Kyuhyun's. Purple looks bad on pale skin. Yeah, I can't imagien them being anything else XD He should be, his soul mate is sleeping with someone else XD
Yeah, you weren't late by much x) It is :/
He is the fluffiest ♥ I was just listening to Perfection (since it always comes after MLMKMH) and just stared into space during Zhou Mimi's bridge/solo part. I miss himmm ;A; The random pictures of him with people help a little, but still miss him. And I'm getting sentimental over how dedicated and sweet some Mitangs are. Even though Zhou Mi may not have a lot of fans, they care for him enough to make up for that. I don't even know other SJ members who have such loving and wonderful fans. Except that one Kyuhyun's fan, Kyuclam, I think she's pretty sweet about her love and appreciation for Kyuhyun.
I don't really know how this ended up being a Zhou Mi appreciation comment but... Ugh, the amount of love I have for his fluffiness is just ridiculous. ;; Even though I really love Kyuhyun too and he has his times of trying to become my bias, I still care for Zhou Mi the most, for his happiness and well-being. He deserves everything good in this world because he's just that lovely and precious.
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I appreciate that x) It's good to know I at least have one loyal reader XDBut it's only because Qmi is real *coughs*I try to keep my bedtime at 2 am since otherwise I'll be so dead in the morning XD It's so easy to let my sleep rhythm get fucked up. But if I sleep too late dad guts me alive XD I've had eyebags for years! \o/ Welcome to the club!
I'm actually liking the Korean version of Perfection now that I heard it so many times XD The Chinese version still wins 100 - 0, but I like the Korean one too now. And Zhou Mi's solo part always gives me the chills. He sounds so amazing. So, so amazing *_____* I miss him like hell and I'd just want something, anything including him. He's the sweetest and deserves everything and yeah. I'm getting all emotional ;~;
I just wanna see him happy~ ♥
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You will always have ne! XDyes, that's tue too haha,.I'm sort of immune to tiredness in a way uh I guess? XD Except now because I'm sick and I think my fever is getting worse ugh this is what I get :( and this is how I feel after taking 1mg of Parasetamol. My sleeping rhythm has been fucked up like... 16 years ide XD My mom usually wakes me up around 12pm or something, but I'm usually awake by then. I don't have eyebags, per say, just... I look like somone punched me in the face lmao. This is what happens when you sleep around 30/35 hours a wekk.
Me too, since I like pertty much everthing they do XD and Zhou Mimi's part is just perfeft, ide. Same with me ;; So I'm watching Bravely Going forward and itäs probably one of my favourite SJM shows because Zhou Mimi looks so handsome in it. And his legs are beanpoles oh Mi. I just want to wrap him in bublewrap and keep him safe D: Me too ♥
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*skips away happily*
More more more? more HeemiKyu smuts? XD
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Thank you for your comment! I'm not sure about more though, we have to see x)
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Haha, you should write a sequel. I want a webcam fuck with Chul watching back in Korea! Sounds like a good deal to me.
Besides, I somehow did see Die and Tosh there. Could've been their idea too *coughs* Sorry, still too diru-focused :D
And yes, yes, Mr. Simple is great! I dunno how often I've watched the vid now but yeah... I still don't think Yesung sucks at dancing *laughs* At least not there XD
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I can see them too coming up with the webcam stuff x) Not far fetched at all.
haha you're blinded by love 8D *coughs* Anyhow, I just watched the making of vid to that and it was way too short and I demand more x)
Aw and thank you! I'm happy you liked this :D
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I like how you wrote Heechul though, it's a bit like pushy Die and that I like a LOT! Everybody listening to his command.
We could write some webcam stuff now when Die goes off to LA *evilgrin* Now I go eat and then I come online^^