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Payback
A/N: Uh...so I heard someone wanted a sequel to the GengMi/Hanchul one shot I posted a while back when I saw that video of Zhou Mi in all his leather gloriousness and well...here it is? The sequel to Leather. Yeah...anyway. This is for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ink_river10 because I said couch and she said ChulMi and it didn't exactly work out that way, but I tried XD So here it is baby. The one shot I promised you for being so awesome and take this as my thanks for that awesome chapter you posted. And uh...yeah...=)
We’ll have to test and see.” Hankyung said wanting nothing more than to shove Heechul into those boots and fuck him into the mattress.
He watched Heechul. He saw the effect he was having on the other man and he liked. He liked it a lot. He recognized the look in Heechul’s eyes. He saw what it was and he knew that Heechul was seconds away from coming over to him and letting Hankyung have his way with him. But, why spoil the fun?
Heechul was the one who had told him that he could go ahead and fuck Zhou Mi knowing that he wouldn’t have Heechul. Well, Heechul’s word was law wasn’t it? Hankyung wouldn’t touch Heechul tonight, but that didn’t mean that he couldn’t touch Zhou Mi. And really, if he was going to be denied by Heechul then he might as well turn to Zhou Mi.
But, he knew better. He knew Zhou Mi was all for this. He knew if he tried a little he could get Heechul worked up enough and he really wanted to see how much fun the three of them could have in a hotel room because really a dressing room? Anyone could walk in at any moment.
“Heechul-ah?” Hankyung said knowing what that did to Heechul.
He wasn’t disappointed. He saw the way Heechul’s eyes darkened as he spoke. He saw the way Heechul tightened his hands into fists. He saw the look in Heechul’s eyes, that dark possessive look, that defiant look that said Heechul was close to breaking.
Hankyung licked his lip slowly, moving over to Zhou Mi. He helped Zhou Mi off the couch, helped Zhou Mi back into his pants taking care to let his hands roam where they wanted to. He had Zhou Mi moaning again as he pulled the leather jacket over Zhou Mi’s black shirt.
“Get off him.”
Hankyung turned with Zhou Mi still in his arms. He saw the look in Heechul’s face and loved it. They would see who won this game. Because Hankyung knew that when it came down to it Heechul had a much easier time breaking than he did. He could hold on longer only because he loved watching Heechul come undone, loved watching the way Heechul gave in, loved what usually came after.
And that’s why he did what he did.
“Mi?” Hankyung asked pitching his voice low and as seductive as he knew how. “Do you want to come back to my hotel room? I don’t think I’ve had enough of those boots yet.”
Hankyung looked at Zhou Mi. He knew Heechul was watching, knew Heechul hadn’t expected what was coming. But, Hankyung wasn’t easy to play with, otherwise where would the fun be. He knew Zhou Mi was okay with it, knew Zhou Mi would play along because Zhou Mi loved a good play just as much as Heechul did.
Hankyung didn’t even need to warn Zhou Mi. The other man came forward and wrapped himself around Hankyung. Zhou Mi leaned down until his mouth was by Hankyung’s ears. The words he whispered were low but Hankyung knew Heechul heard them.
“Gege, are we taking Heechul with us?”
Hankyung shivered. He had forgotten how this plan could backfire. He had forgotten that he wasn’t made out of stone and that having Zhou Mi so close was starting to get to him. And he knew from the look in Zhou Mi’s eyes that Zhou Mi was well aware of that fact.
Hankyung turned to look at Heechul. There it was. What he had wanted to see. The challenge that shone through Heechul’s dark eyes. Heechul was daring him to not invite him. Heechul was daring him to take Zhou Mi and leave him in the dressing room. And Hankyung challenged right back. He dared Heechul to say no, to stay, to watch him walk away with Zhou Mi.
“I don’t know if Heechul wants to go.” Hankyung said knowing full well that Heechul did want to go. “He’s free to come if he wants to. All I know is that I need to get a closer look at those boots.”
“Fuck you.” Heechul said low, angry and every bit the way Hankyung wanted to hear it.
“With pleasure.” He answered fixing his shirt and leading the way out the door.
How they managed to get out of there without anyone catching them, Hankyung still wasn’t sure, but he didn’t care. He was in his car with Zhou Mi curled up against him on one side whispering exactly what he wanted to do once they got into the hotel room and Heechul on the other just watching him. Hankyung knew that look. It was the look that said that he was in trouble, that he had annoyed Heechul and that he was going to pay.
It should have scared him. All it really did was make him hot.
It took them about ten seconds to make their way to the elevator, a minute to come out on their floor. Another minute for them to fall into the room and for Hankyung to have Zhou Mi pressed against the wall. Zhou Mi kissed him back hard then pulled away.
Hankyung looked at the other man half dazed and mostly confused. He didn’t understand what was going on until Zhou Mi turned him around and Heechul came to stand in front of him.
“You’re ignoring me.” Heechul whispered against his neck. “Why?”
Hankyung was going to answer really, but it wasn’t his fault that Zhou Mi decided to bite the back of his neck in just the right place. His “you started it” sort of came out more of a moan than anything.
“Heechul-ah.” He breathed leaning forward to wrap his arms around Heechul.
Hankyung pulled Heechul against him, pressed their bodies tight against each other, crushed the grip Zhou Mi had on his waist, but he was beyond caring. Those two were doing things to him that he didn’t know could be done.
He kissed Heechul, their tongues sliding along each other, their hands finding the right grip on each other. But, Zhou Mi wasn’t taking well to being ignored. Hankyung pulled away from Heechul and moaned as Zhou Mi’s hands slid lower and lower until they found what they were looking for.
“Mi.” Hankyung sighed leaning back against Zhou Mi.
“That’s right.” Zhou Mi whispered into his ear. “Mi. Say it again.”
Hankyung laughed. “You’re getting as bad as Heechul.”
Hankyung had expected something from Heechul, a mean comment, a shove, anything. What Heechul did instead was fall to his knees. Hankyung’s mouth went dry as Heechul shoved Zhou Mi’s hands away.
Hankyung decided that there was nothing in the world better than Heechul’s mouth. And it was only Zhou Mi behind him that was holding him up. He couldn’t even look at Heechul, he was so far gone. Air. He needed air, but didn’t really want it, because he wanted nothing more than to feel the warm heat of Heechul’s mouth on him.
“Heechul.” He moaned losing it.
Heechul stood up licking his lips delicately and it was all Hankyung could do to hold in the moan that was building up in the back of his throat. He reached for Heechul, wanting to feel those lips on his, but Heechul shoved him down on the bed.
“Sit.” Heechul said.
Hankyung obeyed. He would have done anything for that look in Heechul’s eyes. It promised him that whatever came next he would enjoy it.
“Zhou Mi.” Heechul said walking over to the other man. “Want to know what Hannie tastes like?”
Hankyung’s mouth dropped open as Heechul grabbed the back of Zhou Mi’s head and brought him down roughly. He watched and wondered why he was so interested. He saw the way Zhou Mi reached forward, the way Heechul pressed himself against Zhou Mi. He heard the small sounds coming from Heechul and Zhou Mi and he wanted nothing more than to go over there and…and…and…something.
He couldn’t even think. He was entranced, watching the way Heechul pulled off every single article of clothing from Zhou Mi. He watched as Zhou Mi kissed down Heechul’s jaw. He saw the way Heechul arched his back and something dark and dangerous started playing in his head.
“Come here.” He said his voice an order.
Heechul looked over at him, eyes half lidded as Zhou Mi continued to trace kissed and bites down his neck.
“I don’t want to.” Heechul said.
Hankyung stood up. He walked over to the two of them and pulled Zhou Mi away from Heechul.
“I wasn’t talking to you.” He said pulling Zhou Mi over to the bed.
He saw the look in Heechul’s eyes and smirked. If Heechul wanted games…
Hankyung laid down on the bed and watched Zhou Mi as the other man climbed on top of him.
“What do you need me to do?” Zhou Mi asked switching over to Mandarin
The sound that left Hankyung’s mouth was loud and embarrassing, but damn him if hearing Zhou Mi say those words in their language wasn’t the hottest thing he had ever heard aside from the noises that came out of Heechul’s mouth.
“I don’t care anymore.” Hankyung answered also in Mandarin. “Just do something.”
But, Zhou Mi never got to do anything. One second he was there and the next it was Heechul who was looking down at him. At first Hankyung thought Heechul was angry. But, no, that look was something else.
“Why don’t you ever talk to me in Chinese?”
Hankyung was ready with the best comeback he had ever thought up of, but he never got to say it. All he could do was gasp as Heechul slid down on him. He reached forward and was there with his hands on Heechul’s hips to guide him as he moved.
And then there was Zhou Mi pressing himself behind Heechul, his hand wrapping around Heechul. Hankyung watched as Heechul threw back his head and moaned as Zhou Mi’s hand moved. Hankyung heard the sounds coming out of Heechul’s mouth and wondered exactly how he was supposed to last with those noises.
“Heechul-ah.” He said wanting Heechul to be looking at him when they came.
Heechul looked down at him, eyes half lidded, lips parted, breath coming out in pants.
“Geng.”
And that was what did it. He reached for Heechul and muffled his release into that warm mouth. It took Zhou Mi two more stokes and then he had Heechul’s lips attached to his. Hankyung watched them for a while as the three of them came back to the real world.
“Hey Heechul.” He said when he could talk again. “What happened to not touching you?”
Heechul looked at him. “Shut up.”
Hankyung just laughed.
A/N: So just as a quick note here at the end. If anyone asks for a sequel I'm going to shoot myself...just saying =) What did you think? Good? bad? eh? Comments are <3. I love you all!
ink_river10 because I said couch and she said ChulMi and it didn't exactly work out that way, but I tried XD So here it is baby. The one shot I promised you for being so awesome and take this as my thanks for that awesome chapter you posted. And uh...yeah...=)We’ll have to test and see.” Hankyung said wanting nothing more than to shove Heechul into those boots and fuck him into the mattress.
He watched Heechul. He saw the effect he was having on the other man and he liked. He liked it a lot. He recognized the look in Heechul’s eyes. He saw what it was and he knew that Heechul was seconds away from coming over to him and letting Hankyung have his way with him. But, why spoil the fun?
Heechul was the one who had told him that he could go ahead and fuck Zhou Mi knowing that he wouldn’t have Heechul. Well, Heechul’s word was law wasn’t it? Hankyung wouldn’t touch Heechul tonight, but that didn’t mean that he couldn’t touch Zhou Mi. And really, if he was going to be denied by Heechul then he might as well turn to Zhou Mi.
But, he knew better. He knew Zhou Mi was all for this. He knew if he tried a little he could get Heechul worked up enough and he really wanted to see how much fun the three of them could have in a hotel room because really a dressing room? Anyone could walk in at any moment.
“Heechul-ah?” Hankyung said knowing what that did to Heechul.
He wasn’t disappointed. He saw the way Heechul’s eyes darkened as he spoke. He saw the way Heechul tightened his hands into fists. He saw the look in Heechul’s eyes, that dark possessive look, that defiant look that said Heechul was close to breaking.
Hankyung licked his lip slowly, moving over to Zhou Mi. He helped Zhou Mi off the couch, helped Zhou Mi back into his pants taking care to let his hands roam where they wanted to. He had Zhou Mi moaning again as he pulled the leather jacket over Zhou Mi’s black shirt.
“Get off him.”
Hankyung turned with Zhou Mi still in his arms. He saw the look in Heechul’s face and loved it. They would see who won this game. Because Hankyung knew that when it came down to it Heechul had a much easier time breaking than he did. He could hold on longer only because he loved watching Heechul come undone, loved watching the way Heechul gave in, loved what usually came after.
And that’s why he did what he did.
“Mi?” Hankyung asked pitching his voice low and as seductive as he knew how. “Do you want to come back to my hotel room? I don’t think I’ve had enough of those boots yet.”
Hankyung looked at Zhou Mi. He knew Heechul was watching, knew Heechul hadn’t expected what was coming. But, Hankyung wasn’t easy to play with, otherwise where would the fun be. He knew Zhou Mi was okay with it, knew Zhou Mi would play along because Zhou Mi loved a good play just as much as Heechul did.
Hankyung didn’t even need to warn Zhou Mi. The other man came forward and wrapped himself around Hankyung. Zhou Mi leaned down until his mouth was by Hankyung’s ears. The words he whispered were low but Hankyung knew Heechul heard them.
“Gege, are we taking Heechul with us?”
Hankyung shivered. He had forgotten how this plan could backfire. He had forgotten that he wasn’t made out of stone and that having Zhou Mi so close was starting to get to him. And he knew from the look in Zhou Mi’s eyes that Zhou Mi was well aware of that fact.
Hankyung turned to look at Heechul. There it was. What he had wanted to see. The challenge that shone through Heechul’s dark eyes. Heechul was daring him to not invite him. Heechul was daring him to take Zhou Mi and leave him in the dressing room. And Hankyung challenged right back. He dared Heechul to say no, to stay, to watch him walk away with Zhou Mi.
“I don’t know if Heechul wants to go.” Hankyung said knowing full well that Heechul did want to go. “He’s free to come if he wants to. All I know is that I need to get a closer look at those boots.”
“Fuck you.” Heechul said low, angry and every bit the way Hankyung wanted to hear it.
“With pleasure.” He answered fixing his shirt and leading the way out the door.
How they managed to get out of there without anyone catching them, Hankyung still wasn’t sure, but he didn’t care. He was in his car with Zhou Mi curled up against him on one side whispering exactly what he wanted to do once they got into the hotel room and Heechul on the other just watching him. Hankyung knew that look. It was the look that said that he was in trouble, that he had annoyed Heechul and that he was going to pay.
It should have scared him. All it really did was make him hot.
It took them about ten seconds to make their way to the elevator, a minute to come out on their floor. Another minute for them to fall into the room and for Hankyung to have Zhou Mi pressed against the wall. Zhou Mi kissed him back hard then pulled away.
Hankyung looked at the other man half dazed and mostly confused. He didn’t understand what was going on until Zhou Mi turned him around and Heechul came to stand in front of him.
“You’re ignoring me.” Heechul whispered against his neck. “Why?”
Hankyung was going to answer really, but it wasn’t his fault that Zhou Mi decided to bite the back of his neck in just the right place. His “you started it” sort of came out more of a moan than anything.
“Heechul-ah.” He breathed leaning forward to wrap his arms around Heechul.
Hankyung pulled Heechul against him, pressed their bodies tight against each other, crushed the grip Zhou Mi had on his waist, but he was beyond caring. Those two were doing things to him that he didn’t know could be done.
He kissed Heechul, their tongues sliding along each other, their hands finding the right grip on each other. But, Zhou Mi wasn’t taking well to being ignored. Hankyung pulled away from Heechul and moaned as Zhou Mi’s hands slid lower and lower until they found what they were looking for.
“Mi.” Hankyung sighed leaning back against Zhou Mi.
“That’s right.” Zhou Mi whispered into his ear. “Mi. Say it again.”
Hankyung laughed. “You’re getting as bad as Heechul.”
Hankyung had expected something from Heechul, a mean comment, a shove, anything. What Heechul did instead was fall to his knees. Hankyung’s mouth went dry as Heechul shoved Zhou Mi’s hands away.
Hankyung decided that there was nothing in the world better than Heechul’s mouth. And it was only Zhou Mi behind him that was holding him up. He couldn’t even look at Heechul, he was so far gone. Air. He needed air, but didn’t really want it, because he wanted nothing more than to feel the warm heat of Heechul’s mouth on him.
“Heechul.” He moaned losing it.
Heechul stood up licking his lips delicately and it was all Hankyung could do to hold in the moan that was building up in the back of his throat. He reached for Heechul, wanting to feel those lips on his, but Heechul shoved him down on the bed.
“Sit.” Heechul said.
Hankyung obeyed. He would have done anything for that look in Heechul’s eyes. It promised him that whatever came next he would enjoy it.
“Zhou Mi.” Heechul said walking over to the other man. “Want to know what Hannie tastes like?”
Hankyung’s mouth dropped open as Heechul grabbed the back of Zhou Mi’s head and brought him down roughly. He watched and wondered why he was so interested. He saw the way Zhou Mi reached forward, the way Heechul pressed himself against Zhou Mi. He heard the small sounds coming from Heechul and Zhou Mi and he wanted nothing more than to go over there and…and…and…something.
He couldn’t even think. He was entranced, watching the way Heechul pulled off every single article of clothing from Zhou Mi. He watched as Zhou Mi kissed down Heechul’s jaw. He saw the way Heechul arched his back and something dark and dangerous started playing in his head.
“Come here.” He said his voice an order.
Heechul looked over at him, eyes half lidded as Zhou Mi continued to trace kissed and bites down his neck.
“I don’t want to.” Heechul said.
Hankyung stood up. He walked over to the two of them and pulled Zhou Mi away from Heechul.
“I wasn’t talking to you.” He said pulling Zhou Mi over to the bed.
He saw the look in Heechul’s eyes and smirked. If Heechul wanted games…
Hankyung laid down on the bed and watched Zhou Mi as the other man climbed on top of him.
“What do you need me to do?” Zhou Mi asked switching over to Mandarin
The sound that left Hankyung’s mouth was loud and embarrassing, but damn him if hearing Zhou Mi say those words in their language wasn’t the hottest thing he had ever heard aside from the noises that came out of Heechul’s mouth.
“I don’t care anymore.” Hankyung answered also in Mandarin. “Just do something.”
But, Zhou Mi never got to do anything. One second he was there and the next it was Heechul who was looking down at him. At first Hankyung thought Heechul was angry. But, no, that look was something else.
“Why don’t you ever talk to me in Chinese?”
Hankyung was ready with the best comeback he had ever thought up of, but he never got to say it. All he could do was gasp as Heechul slid down on him. He reached forward and was there with his hands on Heechul’s hips to guide him as he moved.
And then there was Zhou Mi pressing himself behind Heechul, his hand wrapping around Heechul. Hankyung watched as Heechul threw back his head and moaned as Zhou Mi’s hand moved. Hankyung heard the sounds coming out of Heechul’s mouth and wondered exactly how he was supposed to last with those noises.
“Heechul-ah.” He said wanting Heechul to be looking at him when they came.
Heechul looked down at him, eyes half lidded, lips parted, breath coming out in pants.
“Geng.”
And that was what did it. He reached for Heechul and muffled his release into that warm mouth. It took Zhou Mi two more stokes and then he had Heechul’s lips attached to his. Hankyung watched them for a while as the three of them came back to the real world.
“Hey Heechul.” He said when he could talk again. “What happened to not touching you?”
Heechul looked at him. “Shut up.”
Hankyung just laughed.
A/N: So just as a quick note here at the end. If anyone asks for a sequel I'm going to shoot myself...just saying =) What did you think? Good? bad? eh? Comments are <3. I love you all!