Drabble: Bad Dog (Jin/ShiroYuu, PWP)
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ryogrande after a twitter escapade.Yuu's eyes narrow beneath the fringe of his hair as he leans forward. "I thought I told you to strip," he growls, and Jin swallows anxiously. "Hai," he whispers in response, and starts to undo his shirt, struggling with the buttons due to the tightly tied silk around his wrists-- his punishment for wandering hands.
It hurts, the bones in his wrist rubbing together as he fumbles to fulfill his master's commands. Here, in the bedroom, he does anything and everything his master tells him to, and the price of disobedience is steep.
"You've been a bad boy," Yuu says, and Jin shivers at the promise of both pleasure and pain in the firm set of Yuu's mouth. "Should I spank you?" He asks, his voice lilting. Jin knows better than to answer. The gag hurts more than the silk bindings, and he can think of better uses for his mouth. Instead, he shakes his head effusively, even though a part of him longs for the thrill of that large, steady hand staining his ass red with slap after slap. He has his shirt is unbuttoned now, but he can't get it off past the bindings. Jin wants to ask for help, to say "Please undress me," or "Can I take the bindings off so I can fulfill this command?"
But there's only one word Jin is allowed to say in the bedroom.
"Come here," Yuu demands, noticing Jin's plight.
"Hai." And Jin crawls, on his knees, over to where his master sits, in a leather armchair, pants undone and slowly stroking his own cock as he watches Jin with those impossibly dangerous eyes.
"Do you need my help?" Yuu quieries, and his voice is deceptively sweet, like he's giving an interview, like he's on a variety show, like he's talking to his fans, and not holding a leash in his hand that leads to a tightening collar around Jin's neck, like he's not going to fuck Jin senseless whether Jin likes it or not. But Jin likes it very much, and Yuu's voice makes him shiver in anticipation. "Hai," he says, and Yuu releases his cock to reach inside his pocket. He takes out a Swiss Army knife, and flicks it open with a practiced flick of the wrist.
"Don't move," he says, and cuts Jin's shirt from his body. He flicks the knife closed, and gestures to the jeans Jin's still wearing. They're Yamapi's so Jin hurries to shrug them off so Yuu doesn't cut them off too. Jin's lost a lot of clothes that way.
"Good boy," Yuu says. "You get a treat." He buries his fingers in Jin's hair and lifts him up by the grip, pulling Jin into his lap, the cleft of Jin's ass atop his throbbing member. "Don't make a sound," Yuu hisses, as his hand moves to Jin's crotch. "Ha-hai," Jin agrees, as his breath hitches in his throat.
Yuu's pace is slow, and he winds Jin up and down, up and down, increasing the speed before quickly slowing again, driving Jin crazy with arousal. Yuu can be a cruel master, denying Jin pleasure over and over again. It only makes Jin's pleasure better. Yuu's grip on the leash is still tense, and the collar tightens dangerously around Jin's windpipe. Jin struggles not to moan, grunt, or frankly wail, as he feels Yuu's cock subtly pushing at his entrance with every downward motion of his hips as he thrusts into Yuu's hand. "Fuck me, please," Jin wants to say.
But there's only one word Jin is allowed to say in the bedroom.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" Yuu asks, teasingly, like he doesn't know the answer, the only answer Jin could possibly give. "Hai," Jin pants, his nerve endings on fire, the pressure of the collar around his neck making it hard to breathe, and suddenly there's a cold finger pressing into him.
Preparation with Yuu is always short and minimal. One finger, then 2, followed by the blunt head of his large cock pressing itself slowly in, burning Jin inside and out until he is fully seated in Yuu's lap, desperately trying to find some small escape from sensation. But he can't pull away, because the collar will tighten-- Yuu has wrapped the leash in coils around his left hand to make the lead shorter-- and so Jin is a shivering mass of pleasure in Yuu's lap, just the way Yuu likes him.
Then Yuu is thrusting up, and Jin can't think. Yuu's hands grip his hips, lifting him up and down in time with each thrust. "Do you like this?" he grunts, and Jin can only say "Hai," as it becomes too much, can't breathe, can move, only pleasure pleasure pleasure....
Yuu's voice is whispering "Bad dog," into Jin's ear as he finishes inside of him, and Jin explodes.
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Date: 2011-05-30 05:54 am (UTC)But there's only one word Jin is allowed to say in the bedroom.
jin, please keep giving us fic ideas by twitter trolling.
ilu dude. so fucking much. <3
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Date: 2011-05-30 05:56 am (UTC)JIN IS THE BEST TWITTROLL OF ALL TIME. OF ALL TIME.
<3 you toooooooo
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Date: 2011-05-30 07:16 am (UTC)Jin is the best when it comes to giving fic ideas without even knowing it....or does he?
WHAT IF HE DID?
See, the best;}
*GIVES MILK CHOCOLATE*
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Date: 2011-05-31 04:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-30 09:22 am (UTC)I don't know you but I'll probably love you forever for this ♥
Jin could solve the problem of losing clothes by going around naked.
You deserve tons and tons of hearts ♥♥♥♥♥
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Date: 2011-05-31 04:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-30 10:19 am (UTC)First time I read about Yuu and Jin and This HOTTT~~~!!!! ♥ ♥ ♥
Bcoz I love ukejin ♥ and obedient Jin always amusing me^^
LOVE YOU, MAAYA ♥ ♥ ♥
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Date: 2011-05-31 04:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-08-19 12:18 pm (UTC)This was so awesome!!!!
Makes me miss Yuu-fics ><