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A/N: OMG OMG OMG OMG OMFG!!!!!!!!! IS THERE A PLOT? I DON'T THINK THERE'S A PLOT. OMG THERE ISN'T A PLOT IS THERE? Don't lie to me. OMG I can't believe I actually wrote this. I can't...OMG...*flails* What am I going to do? See there I was all innocent and whatnot and then I saw this! This right here! And that was it. *sobs* I didn't want to honestly. I wanted to go about my life innocent and carefree and then Zhou Mi goes on and wears that leather and does this to me and I don't even know. OMG!!!!!!!! *runs around in circles* Okay, I have to calm down. I'm posting this because i don't want it to sit in my desktop and stare at me and...pleaseeeeeee please tell me what you think. I need those comments. =(
Zhou Mi knew exactly what effect his new outfit would have on everyone. He had to know. He was Zhou Mi. He would never wear anything that wouldn’t look good. But, Han Geng didn’t know that. He had accepted Zhou Mi’s invitation to the concert in Nanjing because Zhou Mi was his friend and he wanted to go.
He had accepted the ticket and the plan to sneak in because, in truth, he had wanted to see Heechul. They had spent a whole say together already, but how could Han Geng ever get tired of spending days, hours or even seconds with Heechul? He loved Heechul, had spent his entire day showing Heechul how much he loved him, had wanted to spend the rest of his life showing Heechul exactly how much he loved him.
But, now this.
Zhou Mi.
On stage.
In leather.
He watched enraptured. Zhou Mi was NOT supposed to look like that. Zhou Mi was not…Zhou Mi was cute. Zhou Mi was adorable. Zhou Mi was funny and always smiling and happy and Zhou Mi did not wear that much leather. Zhou Mi did not smile like that.
God.
Zhou Mi was so fucking hot it was killing him. He couldn’t seem to take away his eyes from those pants, those boots, that jacket, the hair, the look. God, that look. That look that was saying loud and clear: you want me, I surprise you and I know. And Zhou Mi’s smirk, god that smirk, that smirk that made Han Geng want to climb onto that stage and drag Zhou Mi away, that smirk that made him wish he was back in Super Junior.
Han Geng watched and listened. He had to remember to thank Kyuhyun for helping Zhou Mi learn the trick of the trade because damn him if that smirk didn’t scream come get me now. And Zhou Mi’s voice. That voice had Geng leaning forward. Could the sound of one man singing really make him want to jump on stage?
Han Geng had to bite his lip to hold in the moan that was threatening to spill out of his mouth. Of course when Zhou Mi did the thing with his finger, the come here thing, he couldn’t help it. He let out a soft moan then looked around to make sure no one had heard.
He shouldn’t have worried. He heard the same soft moans around him and when he looked he saw that all the fan girls were just as awestruck as him. But, who cared about the fan girls, who cared about that when Zhou Mi was on stage wearing leather and the tightest boots and pants Han Geng had ever seen on him.
He watched no longer caring if he was making sounds or not. He watched as Zhou Mi played with the collar of the jacket. He saw the smirk. He could have sworn he saw Zhou Mi looking for him. And he knew exactly when Zhou Mi found him because the smirk was back.
Geng shuddered. Zhou Mi was one sneaky bastard. Not that he was complaining.
Han Geng watched every move. Those boots, those pants. They looked painted on and Geng couldn’t take his eyes off those boots. Thigh high leather boots. Thigh high. He groaned softly when Zhou Mi moved around the stage and when the lights went off he disappeared just as quickly as Zhou Mi did.
Screw security he thought as he ran through the crowds. Screw that he wasn’t allowed back in there. Screw it all because he had to get a close up of those boots and those pants and…and…god Zhou Mi in leather. And those legs. He wanted, no, he needed to have those legs wrapped around him, to see for himself just how good they looked in those boots. Preferably just the boots.
Han Geng didn’t know how he did it, but he got as close to backstage as he was ever going to get. He knew people, people he had been nice to, people who didn’t mind looking the other way as he rushed in. He couldn’t even begin to thank them because he had to get to Zhou Mi that instant. And there was Zhou Mi leaning against the nearest wall as Han Geng turned the corner.
“Mi.” He whispered.
The sight before him was nothing he had ever seen before. If Zhou Mi looked good on stage, he looked better in person. The black pants hugged every part of Zhou Mi and those boots…those legs…
“Geng.” Zhou Mi said voice happy but with a hint of something underneath. “You came.”
Han Geng wanted to say that he almost did, but that wasn’t polite so he settled for gaping at Zhou Mi’s legs all wrapped nice and warm in those leather boots.
“Gege?”
Oh god.
“Yes?” Han Geng managed in a hoarse whisper.
“Aren’t you going to come and say hello? I haven’t seen you in such a long time. Come here.” Zhou Mi said a pleasant smile on his face.
Han Geng moaned soflty. “Mi, don’t do this to me.”
“Don’t do what?” Zhou Mi asked eyes big and innocent even as his walk towards Han Geng said otherwise.
“I…I…”
“You what?” Zhou Mi asked eyes concerned as he reached Han Geng.
“Fuck it Mi! You know perfectly well what I’m going to say.”
“Then say it.” Zhou Mi whispered, his breath trailing over Han Geng’s neck.
Han Geng reached forward, one hand in the back of Zhou Mi’s neck and the other around Zhou Mi’s waist. He brought Zhou Mi close to him pulling rougher than he should have, but he didn’t care, not when Zhou Mi was warm against him, not when Zhou Mi’s mouth was moving with his, their tongues fighting each other, hips moving in just the right way.
“Geng.” Zhou Mi moaned into his mouth.
“Goddamn it Mi.” Han Geng answered. “I fucking love your goddamn legs.”
Zhou Mi seemed to think that was enough talking. Their mouths fused together again and before he knew what was going on, Zhou Mi was pulling away leaving behind a very dazed Geng. Han Geng looked up and Zhou Mi was already taking his hand and pulling him into the nearest room. Han Geng noticed the tiny couch, looked at Zhou Mi, looked back at the couch and decided he didn’t care. The floor was a good place as any anyway.
Zhou Mi left Han Geng by the door as he walked over to the couch. Han Geng watched as Zhou Mi sprawled over the couch making sure to cross his legs so that Han Geng wouldn’t miss them. And how could he? How could he ever take his eyes away from those legs ever?
“What do you want me to do Geng?” Zhou Mi asked.
“Take off everything.” Han Geng answered no hint of hesitation in his voice. “Everything but the boots.”
If Zhou Mi was surprised he didn’t show it as he uncrossed his legs and reached down, slowly, sensually. So very slowly he lowered the zippers on the side of the boots. So very slowly, he stood after removing them and again. So very slowly his hand went to the pants.
Han Geng knew it was a show. It was another show to get him worked up and heated and ready to just slam Zhou Mi into that couch until Zhou Mi couldn’t move and damn it all to the very remotest corners of hell, but it was working, It was working and he was so close to losing it, especially since Zhou Mi seemed to be having trouble with those pants.
But, before he could lose it completely the door opened behind him and the room was filled with the noise of the door meeting the back of his head. He winced and turned only to have his heart stop in that one moment. Everything around him froze as he looked into those dark eyes, the same dark eyes that he had looked down at well into the night.
“Heechul.” He whispered.
Heechul walked into the room as if he hadn’t just caught Zhou Mi and Han Geng doing what they weren’t supposed to be doing. Han Geng watched him as Heechul closed and locked the door. Han Geng watched him as Heechul came to stand in front of him.
“I missed you.” Heechul pouted up at him and it was all Han Geng could do to not kiss Heechul senseless. “Why are you here and not in my dressing room?”
And what was Han Geng supposed to do but grab Heechul and kiss him until his lips went numb. So, he did. Heechul’s hands immediately found his hair, pulling him down so that they could fit better together, closer. Han Geng lost track of his hands he was so focused on the feel of Heechul’s body against his, Heechul’s tongue moving with his, Heechul’s hands all over his face and hair and everywhere.
“Look at him.” Heechul whispered in Han Geng’s ear. “Look at him and tell me you don’t want him.”
Han Geng had trouble forming words. Look at who? Wanted what?
But, Heechul turned his face so that he was looking over Heechul’s shoulder straight at Zhou Mi. Han Geng felt his mouth drop open because there was Zhou Mi in those leather boots and nothing else.
“Tell me you don’t want him.” Heechul whispered running his tongue over Hankyung’s ear. “Tell me.”
“I want him.” Han Geng said obedient and anything but calm.
“Then go.” Heechul almost moaned. “Go. I want to watch. I want to see you pound him into that couch knowing that you won’t have me. I want to see you and him and know that you’ll do it wishing it were me.”
Han Geng’s mouth dropped open. He wanted to say no. He wanted to reassure Zhou Mi, but the look in Zhou Mi’s eyes stopped him. Zhou Mi had known. Zhou Mi and Heechul had probably planned this. And if he did what they wanted him to do then he would be walking right into their plan. If he did this then they would win. Heechul would win.
But, fuck it all to hell. Zhou Mi and his boots. Heechul and his voice.
“Geng.” Zhou Mi said opening his arms.
And what was Han Geng supposed to do after that?
He walked over, pushed Zhou Mi down into the couch and then sat up, scrambling to get his own clothes off and done with. He was having trouble thinking straight and the top button on his shirt seemed to have developed a mind of its own, but then Heechul was there. Heechul took over and made sure that every single article of clothing Han Geng had worn was gone in less time than it took for Han Geng to exhale.
And then he was kissing Heechul again and forgetting poor Zhou Mi. But, how was he supposed to think like this? How was he supposed to keep his head when he had Zhou Mi in those leather boots beneath him and Heechul’s mouth attached to his right next to him?
But, Zhou Mi wasn’t going to let Heechul have all the attention. Han Geng felt those long legs wrap around his waist and he was pulled down a lot rougher than he had expected from Zhou Mi. He let go of Heechul and looked down at Zhou Mi.
“Who do you think has better legs Geng? Me or you?” Zhou Mi asked tightening those legs around Han Geng’s waist.
“You.” Han Geng answered.
He would have said anything at that point. Anything to keep that look on Zhou Mi’s face. Anything.
Han Geng reached down, hooked Zhou Mi’s legs more securely around him and they were gone. It was almost a dance what they did. The movement of their hips, the hitching of their breaths, the soft noises, almost like a performance. As a matter of fact it was a performance. It was a performance for Heechul.
And those soft noises coming from Heechul just served to drive Han Geng forward. He timed it so that with each small sound from Heechul he drew one from Zhou Mi. It was like nothing he had ever experienced before. Knowing Heechul was there, but not underneath him was doing things to him. Knowing that it was Zhou Mi, that it was innocent Zhou Mi who he was pounding into the couch, knowing that was also doing things to him.
Han Geng shuddered. His body reacted and then there was Heechul pressing their lips together even as Han Geng continued to move. Han Geng was so close, so very close and he knew Zhou Mi was too. And there was no way they were going to keep quiet, not if Heechul was going to keep Han Geng trapped there and it didn’t look like Heechul had any intention of moving.
But, right before both Zhou Mi and Han Geng lost it, Heechul lifted Zhou Mi up and pushed Han Geng and Zhou Mi together. Han Geng drank down Zhou Mi’s scream, his own release muffled into Zhou Mi’s mouth.
The two of them fell back into the couch unable to move, breath or think.
“I think you’re going to have to keep those boots.” Han Geng said.
“Tch, I would look better in them.” Heechul scoffed from somewhere to their left.
Han Geng moved up so that he and Zhou Mi were both looking at Heechul. He looked at Zhou Mi then back at Heechul.
“Well,” He said. “We’ll just have to test and see.”
A/N: Is this NC-17? Or R? I don't even know. Someone tell me. *bites fingernails* What did you think?
Zhou Mi knew exactly what effect his new outfit would have on everyone. He had to know. He was Zhou Mi. He would never wear anything that wouldn’t look good. But, Han Geng didn’t know that. He had accepted Zhou Mi’s invitation to the concert in Nanjing because Zhou Mi was his friend and he wanted to go.
He had accepted the ticket and the plan to sneak in because, in truth, he had wanted to see Heechul. They had spent a whole say together already, but how could Han Geng ever get tired of spending days, hours or even seconds with Heechul? He loved Heechul, had spent his entire day showing Heechul how much he loved him, had wanted to spend the rest of his life showing Heechul exactly how much he loved him.
But, now this.
Zhou Mi.
On stage.
In leather.
He watched enraptured. Zhou Mi was NOT supposed to look like that. Zhou Mi was not…Zhou Mi was cute. Zhou Mi was adorable. Zhou Mi was funny and always smiling and happy and Zhou Mi did not wear that much leather. Zhou Mi did not smile like that.
God.
Zhou Mi was so fucking hot it was killing him. He couldn’t seem to take away his eyes from those pants, those boots, that jacket, the hair, the look. God, that look. That look that was saying loud and clear: you want me, I surprise you and I know. And Zhou Mi’s smirk, god that smirk, that smirk that made Han Geng want to climb onto that stage and drag Zhou Mi away, that smirk that made him wish he was back in Super Junior.
Han Geng watched and listened. He had to remember to thank Kyuhyun for helping Zhou Mi learn the trick of the trade because damn him if that smirk didn’t scream come get me now. And Zhou Mi’s voice. That voice had Geng leaning forward. Could the sound of one man singing really make him want to jump on stage?
Han Geng had to bite his lip to hold in the moan that was threatening to spill out of his mouth. Of course when Zhou Mi did the thing with his finger, the come here thing, he couldn’t help it. He let out a soft moan then looked around to make sure no one had heard.
He shouldn’t have worried. He heard the same soft moans around him and when he looked he saw that all the fan girls were just as awestruck as him. But, who cared about the fan girls, who cared about that when Zhou Mi was on stage wearing leather and the tightest boots and pants Han Geng had ever seen on him.
He watched no longer caring if he was making sounds or not. He watched as Zhou Mi played with the collar of the jacket. He saw the smirk. He could have sworn he saw Zhou Mi looking for him. And he knew exactly when Zhou Mi found him because the smirk was back.
Geng shuddered. Zhou Mi was one sneaky bastard. Not that he was complaining.
Han Geng watched every move. Those boots, those pants. They looked painted on and Geng couldn’t take his eyes off those boots. Thigh high leather boots. Thigh high. He groaned softly when Zhou Mi moved around the stage and when the lights went off he disappeared just as quickly as Zhou Mi did.
Screw security he thought as he ran through the crowds. Screw that he wasn’t allowed back in there. Screw it all because he had to get a close up of those boots and those pants and…and…god Zhou Mi in leather. And those legs. He wanted, no, he needed to have those legs wrapped around him, to see for himself just how good they looked in those boots. Preferably just the boots.
Han Geng didn’t know how he did it, but he got as close to backstage as he was ever going to get. He knew people, people he had been nice to, people who didn’t mind looking the other way as he rushed in. He couldn’t even begin to thank them because he had to get to Zhou Mi that instant. And there was Zhou Mi leaning against the nearest wall as Han Geng turned the corner.
“Mi.” He whispered.
The sight before him was nothing he had ever seen before. If Zhou Mi looked good on stage, he looked better in person. The black pants hugged every part of Zhou Mi and those boots…those legs…
“Geng.” Zhou Mi said voice happy but with a hint of something underneath. “You came.”
Han Geng wanted to say that he almost did, but that wasn’t polite so he settled for gaping at Zhou Mi’s legs all wrapped nice and warm in those leather boots.
“Gege?”
Oh god.
“Yes?” Han Geng managed in a hoarse whisper.
“Aren’t you going to come and say hello? I haven’t seen you in such a long time. Come here.” Zhou Mi said a pleasant smile on his face.
Han Geng moaned soflty. “Mi, don’t do this to me.”
“Don’t do what?” Zhou Mi asked eyes big and innocent even as his walk towards Han Geng said otherwise.
“I…I…”
“You what?” Zhou Mi asked eyes concerned as he reached Han Geng.
“Fuck it Mi! You know perfectly well what I’m going to say.”
“Then say it.” Zhou Mi whispered, his breath trailing over Han Geng’s neck.
Han Geng reached forward, one hand in the back of Zhou Mi’s neck and the other around Zhou Mi’s waist. He brought Zhou Mi close to him pulling rougher than he should have, but he didn’t care, not when Zhou Mi was warm against him, not when Zhou Mi’s mouth was moving with his, their tongues fighting each other, hips moving in just the right way.
“Geng.” Zhou Mi moaned into his mouth.
“Goddamn it Mi.” Han Geng answered. “I fucking love your goddamn legs.”
Zhou Mi seemed to think that was enough talking. Their mouths fused together again and before he knew what was going on, Zhou Mi was pulling away leaving behind a very dazed Geng. Han Geng looked up and Zhou Mi was already taking his hand and pulling him into the nearest room. Han Geng noticed the tiny couch, looked at Zhou Mi, looked back at the couch and decided he didn’t care. The floor was a good place as any anyway.
Zhou Mi left Han Geng by the door as he walked over to the couch. Han Geng watched as Zhou Mi sprawled over the couch making sure to cross his legs so that Han Geng wouldn’t miss them. And how could he? How could he ever take his eyes away from those legs ever?
“What do you want me to do Geng?” Zhou Mi asked.
“Take off everything.” Han Geng answered no hint of hesitation in his voice. “Everything but the boots.”
If Zhou Mi was surprised he didn’t show it as he uncrossed his legs and reached down, slowly, sensually. So very slowly he lowered the zippers on the side of the boots. So very slowly, he stood after removing them and again. So very slowly his hand went to the pants.
Han Geng knew it was a show. It was another show to get him worked up and heated and ready to just slam Zhou Mi into that couch until Zhou Mi couldn’t move and damn it all to the very remotest corners of hell, but it was working, It was working and he was so close to losing it, especially since Zhou Mi seemed to be having trouble with those pants.
But, before he could lose it completely the door opened behind him and the room was filled with the noise of the door meeting the back of his head. He winced and turned only to have his heart stop in that one moment. Everything around him froze as he looked into those dark eyes, the same dark eyes that he had looked down at well into the night.
“Heechul.” He whispered.
Heechul walked into the room as if he hadn’t just caught Zhou Mi and Han Geng doing what they weren’t supposed to be doing. Han Geng watched him as Heechul closed and locked the door. Han Geng watched him as Heechul came to stand in front of him.
“I missed you.” Heechul pouted up at him and it was all Han Geng could do to not kiss Heechul senseless. “Why are you here and not in my dressing room?”
And what was Han Geng supposed to do but grab Heechul and kiss him until his lips went numb. So, he did. Heechul’s hands immediately found his hair, pulling him down so that they could fit better together, closer. Han Geng lost track of his hands he was so focused on the feel of Heechul’s body against his, Heechul’s tongue moving with his, Heechul’s hands all over his face and hair and everywhere.
“Look at him.” Heechul whispered in Han Geng’s ear. “Look at him and tell me you don’t want him.”
Han Geng had trouble forming words. Look at who? Wanted what?
But, Heechul turned his face so that he was looking over Heechul’s shoulder straight at Zhou Mi. Han Geng felt his mouth drop open because there was Zhou Mi in those leather boots and nothing else.
“Tell me you don’t want him.” Heechul whispered running his tongue over Hankyung’s ear. “Tell me.”
“I want him.” Han Geng said obedient and anything but calm.
“Then go.” Heechul almost moaned. “Go. I want to watch. I want to see you pound him into that couch knowing that you won’t have me. I want to see you and him and know that you’ll do it wishing it were me.”
Han Geng’s mouth dropped open. He wanted to say no. He wanted to reassure Zhou Mi, but the look in Zhou Mi’s eyes stopped him. Zhou Mi had known. Zhou Mi and Heechul had probably planned this. And if he did what they wanted him to do then he would be walking right into their plan. If he did this then they would win. Heechul would win.
But, fuck it all to hell. Zhou Mi and his boots. Heechul and his voice.
“Geng.” Zhou Mi said opening his arms.
And what was Han Geng supposed to do after that?
He walked over, pushed Zhou Mi down into the couch and then sat up, scrambling to get his own clothes off and done with. He was having trouble thinking straight and the top button on his shirt seemed to have developed a mind of its own, but then Heechul was there. Heechul took over and made sure that every single article of clothing Han Geng had worn was gone in less time than it took for Han Geng to exhale.
And then he was kissing Heechul again and forgetting poor Zhou Mi. But, how was he supposed to think like this? How was he supposed to keep his head when he had Zhou Mi in those leather boots beneath him and Heechul’s mouth attached to his right next to him?
But, Zhou Mi wasn’t going to let Heechul have all the attention. Han Geng felt those long legs wrap around his waist and he was pulled down a lot rougher than he had expected from Zhou Mi. He let go of Heechul and looked down at Zhou Mi.
“Who do you think has better legs Geng? Me or you?” Zhou Mi asked tightening those legs around Han Geng’s waist.
“You.” Han Geng answered.
He would have said anything at that point. Anything to keep that look on Zhou Mi’s face. Anything.
Han Geng reached down, hooked Zhou Mi’s legs more securely around him and they were gone. It was almost a dance what they did. The movement of their hips, the hitching of their breaths, the soft noises, almost like a performance. As a matter of fact it was a performance. It was a performance for Heechul.
And those soft noises coming from Heechul just served to drive Han Geng forward. He timed it so that with each small sound from Heechul he drew one from Zhou Mi. It was like nothing he had ever experienced before. Knowing Heechul was there, but not underneath him was doing things to him. Knowing that it was Zhou Mi, that it was innocent Zhou Mi who he was pounding into the couch, knowing that was also doing things to him.
Han Geng shuddered. His body reacted and then there was Heechul pressing their lips together even as Han Geng continued to move. Han Geng was so close, so very close and he knew Zhou Mi was too. And there was no way they were going to keep quiet, not if Heechul was going to keep Han Geng trapped there and it didn’t look like Heechul had any intention of moving.
But, right before both Zhou Mi and Han Geng lost it, Heechul lifted Zhou Mi up and pushed Han Geng and Zhou Mi together. Han Geng drank down Zhou Mi’s scream, his own release muffled into Zhou Mi’s mouth.
The two of them fell back into the couch unable to move, breath or think.
“I think you’re going to have to keep those boots.” Han Geng said.
“Tch, I would look better in them.” Heechul scoffed from somewhere to their left.
Han Geng moved up so that he and Zhou Mi were both looking at Heechul. He looked at Zhou Mi then back at Heechul.
“Well,” He said. “We’ll just have to test and see.”
A/N: Is this NC-17? Or R? I don't even know. Someone tell me. *bites fingernails* What did you think?
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Threesome?
OH MY GOD!
That was my first time reading NOT Eunhae R rated fic.
At first I felt weird but then...
askdnhfljkgfabhkdajkldslsjghaldbksnhassss *o*
1. I was grinning like an idiot.
2. I got horny like Hankyung.
3. I started blushing.
4. I covered my eyes with hands and was peeking through my fingers.
Gosh, and when Heechul joined...
asdhblfahlfhgljdhashsdgflajsndvdfhajlbfv !!!
I don't even know what to say. >.<
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That. Was. Hot. Really. HOT!!! <3
idk, I'm speechless.
I think I'm going to read it again... and again... and again...
You're awesome, girl!
I LOVE YOU!!! <3333333
^^
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And I'm at WORK of all places to be reading this.....
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I'm so proud of yooooou! *hugs you and dances around* Not only was it good but it was HAWT and you like......DAYUM. You even managed to get Heechul in there which makes me want to snog you! AHAHAHA!
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i have read lots of smut fics but none with zhoumi and not like this and not after seeing that video that is just SUHDFIUSAHDFIUAHDAISUDHAUSIDHASIDUHADIHASDIUAHDIUAHDIUASHDAIHA
omg i think i blushed a lot reading this XD i loveeeee ittt and like a comment before, a sequel with heechul and those boots would be nice *remembers lady heehee and drools*
i really truly loved this XDD just AHHHHH mental images with this are dangerous, i think i'll suffer brain death if i picture it ...asdhausihda *_*
THANK YOUUUUUU FOR THIS (L)
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*revives* I don't know if I'm doing a good job because I've never had to revive a brain before XD But, I am glad you liked it and that you commented and well...THAT VIDEO IS JUST JEDHFLDSHFBREFNDCJS FHBERFDBFHAEFD SNFHEHLFEJDSDNF SMFMNSDFH DSFHLHF EHFLKJF SDJFHDSFHJ DSHFDSJKHFLK JHEFUEHW FLKJDSAKF;WAFEIUF REWFERUHFJKLRE NFKJLFHEU WHFURENFIR.HNFDWDJSKFN
WAFFLE CONE!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know that makes no sense but I can't find the right words to express how jdhfdljskhfl hsad awesome, perfect, great, IDEK that video was just WEJHDFLKJEWHFLWEH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ahhhhhhhhh I blushed harder while writing it. I was in the library where everyone could walk by but I had to get it out of my system or i was seriously going to burst into flames. XD
Wells Like i said above, I will write a sequel only if my inner Siwon lets me do it. *buries face in Siwon's hug*
:O NO DON"T LET YOUR BRAIN FRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
*hugs you*
<33333333333333333
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I was strolling along clicking through things and then I decided in all my innocence that I should check out the Nanjing performances and then I ran into this and OMG O_O Zhou Mi is a freaking sex god i tell you!!!! =X Excuse my language XD
I know. I know. MY baby...he's growing up *sobs* He got to me before I could stop myself. *cries* =( I hope I at least did a good job since there went all the innocence I once possesed XD
And don't worry about it. Take your time and don't worry about commenting. I know how crazy things can get. I actually took today off. I was going crazy over the last week getting things done and what not and then i passed out exhausted on friday and haven't had breathing time until today.
*hugs* :O Oh nooooooo *revives*
*hugs* I love you <333333333333333333
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I really really like Zhou Mi's smile, smirk, legs... and those damn boots. I want. ;D
Yes I do like his personality too xD
I have no clue what to say... except that was hot and you lost your Innocence :P
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At least it's something people enjoyed. And oh you read it at work? Well, it's valid to read it anywhere as long as no one was looking over your shoulder wondering what you were doing when you were supposed to be working =)
lol bootssssssssss!!!!!!!! It was the boots that got to me! I seriously would have been fine but then the boots and the smirk and the whole finger thing and then the jacket thing and IT WAS LEATHER!!!!! *sob* It's like he intentionally dressed up just so that I could go crazy and write this fic.
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DIES!!! I never knew how awesome a MiHanChul threesome could be! xDDDD this was really really good xD
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:O I killed you!!!!!!!!!!! *revives* I hope you made it back okay. I can't have you dying on me!!!!!! I couldn't help the GengMi. Or the Hanchul. And so then it became MiHanChul or HanChulMi or MiChulHan and I don't even know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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ohmygod...
OH.
OHMYGODDDDDDD
YOU JUST FRIED MY BRAIN BUT THAT'S NOT A BAD THING HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT.
I CAN'T...OMG...
AKLSJFDKLJALSDFHJUEWO;IJRAKLMFDSFNDAKJHS;FLJKLDASJIFJ;AILSDJF
TROLOLOL, YOU'RE FUNNY. YOU SKIPPED RIGHT OVER NC17 FOR AN OTP AND YOU WENT STRAIGHT TO NC17 FOR A THREE SOME.
I LOVE YOU, LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
I CAN'T AND NEVER WILL GET OVER THIS FIC, JUST...
OHMYGAAAHHHH /DIES
I'm just...going into the corner to rock back and forth while trying to get the image of Geng drilling Zhou Mi into a couch with Heechul next to them out of my head :3
TROLOLOLOL, I love the image, I do, but if it stays in my head o_____O
bad things are going to happen. Just saying (:
trololol, i kinda want you to write me a KyuMiMin smut now ._.
Just a suggestion. Because KyuMin's my OTP, and I don't really like KyuMi (omg /hides), but KyuMiMin is really growing on me ._.
kay...
I'm going into that corner now (:
I LOVE YOU<333
Ohh! Great job on this by the way :D
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See, this is what being so awesome does for you. I CAN'T SAY NO TO YOUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!! I like KyuMi, but I prefer KyuMin. It's okay. I'll protect you from potential KyuMi lovers. *takes out sword* =)
XD OhMyGoffers! You're absolutely right :O I did skip just regular NC-17 for a 3some *face palm* I...I...I have no excuse, no explanation...I think I'm just going to go join you in that corner...Gah noooooooo now I'm thinking about it!! *crawls over to your corner*
I LOVE YOU TOOO!!!!!!!!!! AND Nooooo *revives* There we go. now, I can go to that corner with you. Thanks. <333333333
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when i first saw the video, i was amazed. i couldn't say anything, he's so... omg! <3 <3 <3 zhou mi! he's SO good! AND LOOKS BREATH TAKING! >///<
hanchul~! :D this was REALLY good! its stupendous!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! xD
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GAH IT'S ALL ZHOU MI'S FAULT FOR THE LEATHER AND THE PERFORMANCE AND YES HE DOESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!! *DIES* HE IS!!!! I WANT A ZHOU MIIIIIIII *pouts*
LOL I had to have the Hanchul because well, I ship hanchul and as my OTP I had to include them of course and OH GOSH okayyyyyyy *hides*
Thanks <333333333
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*revives* O: BOOTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I SWEAR TO YOU THAT IS ALL I SAW WHEN I SAW THAT VIDEO OF ZHOU MI! BOOTS!!!!! AND THEN THIS HAPPENED BECUASE...BOOTS! *incoherent*
I seriously love Mimi. He can have whoever he wants. I love Kyuhyun so he can have whoever he wants. If it floats I ship it XD Except for maybe Sichul...
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YOU MADE ME INCOHERENT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY XD
i am soooo going to bookmark this fic. queen Heechul with his toys &hearts &hearts
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:O omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omfg!!!!!!!!!
I love you <3 =)
I am so...Zhou Mi and boots and heechul, but Zhou Mi and his legs and the leather...*incoherent* I wow...Geng does get both because well I really, really, really wanted a GengMi and then I remembered that I couldn't leave out Heechul so this happened...
I am honored to have been bookmarked. *hugs*
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i watched the fancam for hundreds times,and i agree that it's....inspiring. TOTALLY HOT!!!!
ngnnnnhhh... *is in pure bliss*
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ZOMG! I am still watching the fan cam!! lol inspiring...yeah it was that...XD
I am so glad you liked it =) *hugs*
<3333333333333
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and with Chul ... ajfoajeofjaefe... I can't even be coherent... well, good work >_< ...
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lol coherency is overrated! *hugs* forget coherency...Zhou Mi is HOT and that's it. And GengMi is my secret OTP and THERE NEEDS TO BE MORE GENGMI IN THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And yeah I couldn't leave out Chul, but for the next one I'm only going to have Geng and Mi because...oh wait I said next time didn't I?
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Nommnomnom! I want to keep Zhou Mi and his legs and his boots.
.__. And this definitely needs a sequel, after you left it like that.
Again, this comment would be better but I'm really tired at the moment.
But wow I really enjoyed it! Thank you it was awesome.
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I'm glad you liked it and don't worry. The comment was <3! I am so glad you even took the time to comment =) *hugs* get some good rest dear.
Sequels....hmmm....maaaaaaaayyyyyybeeeeeeeee =) I was talked into one, but it's going to be a while until i post it XD
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That was.... /speechless
Zhoumi did look... fuckable with that outfit... but I WANT TO SEE HANGNEG TO FUCK HEECHUL!!!! ;(
oh.. wait... O.O
...you do have a sequel for this!!
/runs off to read the sequel praying that it has Hanchul smut XD
AMAZING Xd!!!
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I am so glad you liked it dear. Yes there is a sequel and uh...yeah....=)
I am so glad you liked it <3
*drops the calm cool and collected act*
ZOMG!!!!!!!!!!!! ZOMFG!!!!!!!!! ZHOU MI + LEATHER= ME DEAD SO DEAD SO BEYOND DEAD. ZOMG!!!!!!!! ZHOU MI WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME! HE LOOKED SO SDKJFH KDGFKDJHFJKSFHLJ DHFHDSJLSNF SKDGDJHFNDS FJHSDFH LWEHF EWILHF SUDHFULDHSLJFHDSLKHFDSFASLKFHF DSHL
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I LOVE ZHOU MI. =)
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And Heechul and Geng and sdfhusdgiskg this was so perfect. Thank you <3
... although the boots were not thigh high. T__T I wish they would have been, but the pattern in those pants he designed makes up for it, I guess. ;u; <33
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And thanks so much for the comment. I am glad you enjoyed this. =) lol XD no problem! you don't sound like a creep at all dear *hugs*
JUST ZHOU MI IN LEATHER WAS ENOUGH TO DRIVE ME TO THIS POINT RIGHT HERE!!!!! HE SO DLUUJHFDSLKJFHLUAHRFLUIHNREVNRFDLRHFUIRE GAH I LOVE THAT MAN I HAVE ALWAYS LOVED HIM AND WILL FOREVER LOVE HIM <3
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DAMMNNNN
that was so hot sklrjhlrskjhslijhlsiejhwlaejih
/brain no longer functioning
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*flails at you*
HSJDFJASFLKJHIFUHREALHFASJDHFLKAJSHDFLKJASKHFLAEHJRGLAJKSHVLKJFVLKJHSJFKLSDHFLKJHASHJFSKHFLADS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OMG WHY ARE YOU SO NICE TO ME? OTL
*FINDS A WAY TO FIX YOUR BRAIN*
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fkjfjhgrgjrngjrghrngjrngkjgrgnrkjhn. incoherency.
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D: I can do better than this. I...this was...it was my first try =\ and now I am done with my weird moping
I will never tire of your comments! =)
I have a thing for Zhou Mi's long legs wrapped in leather and him on the floor and UNFFFF I cannot go a day without seeing Zhou Mi all dolled up in his boots and leather and just sdjhflkajsd
<3 your incoherency is food for my soul <3
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