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ebyruTitle: Too many shots
Fandoms: Arashi, Super Junior
Pairing: ShoxEeteuk, hint of ShoChul and MatsuMiya
Rating: NC-17?
Genre: Crack and smut
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except my twisted mind.
Summary: Sho goes on a trip to South Korea alone.
Word count: 2433
Notes: Terribly unbetad. And LJ keeps lagging, so it's making it hard for me to fix mistakes. Find the 2 previous crossover fics HERE and HERE.
Too many shots
Sakurai Sho didn't know why he loved traveling so much (and why Nino refused to come), but he was at it again --a trip to Korea by himself. The map was in Korean and Japanese but the translator must have been in a rush because it was almost as confusing as reading Chinese. His brow furrowed, looking around for someone to ask directions to.
There was a fairly effeminate man with a baseball cap and mask over his mouth. Swine flu was much more dramatic than SARS, Sho pondered. (Sho blamed the random thought on his research for News Zero.) The man, who seemed normal enough, was shopping around a CD place, humming a catchy tune. He looked like the right person to ask for help.
Sho walked over to him slowly, tapping him on the shoulder, "Excuse me."
"Yeah," The man took out the buds from his ears, letting them hang from his neck. "Can I help you?" He smiled.
"Um--I was looking for--" Sho scrambled in his pocket to find that slightly torn piece of paper with scribblings all over it. There were so many places he wanted to go. "--this club. My friend recommended it." He pointed to a Korean name he couldn't pronounce.
"Eww!" The man giggled, clearing his throat when Sho quirked an eye. "Sorry. But that club is full of old, drunk people. My friend owns a bar, you should come with me tonight."
Sho felt his skin flush. He knew it wasn't a date. It was normal for locals to show foreigners around a bit. But he couldn't say that he would have done the same. Maybe Japan needed to be a bit more friendly.
The man shook his shoulder lightly, "So is that a yes?" His eyes widened waiting for a response.
Sho smiled, nodding and shaking the strangers hand. "My name's Sakurai Sho. But just call me Sho."
The man made an excited sound, clapping his hands. "A japanese man! My name's Park Jungsu, but I go most often by Eeteuk." He bowed politely.
"So, where should I meet you? And how should I dress?" Sho shuffled his feet a bit. He hadn't packed much fancy clothes. It was a bit of a spur of the moment trip.
"Well, it's only a bar. So jeans and a clean shirt should be fine." Eeteuk rubbed his chin, taking off the protective mask.
Sho felt his heartbeat speed up; Eeteuk really was a pretty man. He was probably using the mask as a shield from perverts rather than diseases. (Which perverts most likely carried diseases, anyways.)
Eeteuk continue, grabbing Sho's shoulder. "If you don't have a hotel booked yet, you can stay at my place and get ready. You can meet my roommates."
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It sounded like a good idea at the time, but Eeteuk never mentioned he had twelve, very rowdy, very friendly, very curious roommates who liked foreigners. (And a few of which actually knew Arashi.)
Eeteuk waved for Heechul to stop batting his eyelashes and leave the poor foreigner alone. They all had a soft spot for Japanese men. And Sho happened to be a very charming and handsome idol.
"Why didn't you tell me you were famous?" Eeteuk poked Sho's chest cutely, walking across the room to look in his wardrobe for clothes to lend him.
"I could ask the same thing," Sho chuckled, sitting on the white bed, in the white room, with the white walls and white clothes. "You really like white, don't you?"
"Yeah, Heechul makes fun of me all the time. But he's the same with red." Eeteuk grinned, finding a shirt that seemed made for Sho in his closet. "And I think he kinda likes you. " Eeteuk giggled, getting a bit of revenge on the younger man.
"Really?" Sho tilted his head, trying to hold back a nervous laugh. It was flattering, at very least, but it was hard for him to like people he'd just met. "That's odd."
"Oh, I think it's because of how cute your Korean is," Eeteuk held the shirt up to Sho's chest, throwing it on the bed and holding up another. "He has a thing for the Chinese member too."
Was it normal for idol groups to reveal this much dirt about their members to a stranger? Sho made a mental note; Eeteuk seemed a bit like a blabber mouth. He should be careful what he said. Johnny's was a very strict company.
"So, what kind of music do they play at this bar?" Sho took a sip of coffee Heechul had handed him while he was being kicked out by an irritated Eeteuk.
"Hip hop, that's why it's fun," Eeteuk plopped down on his bed next to Sho. "People get drunk out of their minds and dance the night away."
Sho chuckled, rubbing his hands together as though planning a scheme. "I can't wait."
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To say he was shocked by the intoxicated crowd would be an understatement. As much as Japan was known to have its numerous kinks, underground Korea was quickly catching up.
Men and women were grinding on anyone and everyone, lips attached to the person in front and their hands roaming in the pants of whoever was behind. An orgy, almost, except that everyone had their clothes on.
Eeteuk seemed unaffected, his foot moving to the beat of the music as he sat at the bar waving to people he recognized. Sho hurried to sit next to him, not prepared to be tangled in the mess of limbs and sweat before him.
"Cool, right?" Eeteuk bobbed his head to the rap song which he knew too well.
"I--Yeah--I guess." Sho turned to the barman, ordering a drink. Liquid courage was what he needed, that was the problem.
"I'll have three more of whatever he ordered." Eeteuk stated calmly.
Sho blinked, curious as to how he could drink so many shots. "All that?"
"Oh, you're having some with me. And then we're dancing." Eeteuk slid two of the glasses Sho's way and they took turns knocking them back.
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Sho wasn't sure how he'd ended up in the bathroom, or why he couldn't stop giggling, but damn those shots were delicious. After the first three, he had about four, five, maybe six more. He lost count when Eeteuk was sitting on his lap and twirling a strand of hair like a flirting schoolgirl.
He'd slipped away to the men's room to empty his bladder a bit, knowing Eeteuk would want to sit on his lap a bit more, and wanting to prevent a very awkward accident. Sho couldn't really see where exactly he was urinating, but he figured it was the right place since he didn't slip on his way to the sink.
Washing his hands with warm water, he leaned over, splashing some of the water on his face. He had to look awake, sober at least, if he was going back out there with the boisterous Eeteuk. Slender fingers wrapped around his waist and his chest jumped from the touch.
Eeteuk was leaning his head on Sho's shoulder, his fingers rubbing over the foreigner's abdomen. "You hide your muscles, don't you?"
Sho knew he'd heard it differently than it had come out. The ringing in his ears (or was it his cock?), was preventing him from being his usual reasonable self. And he'd almost forgotten Eeteuk was allowed in that bathroom. Glad he'd held his tongue when the smaller frame smiled up at him.
"I'm just a bit reserved," Sho turned around, holding Eeteuk's hands gently.
Eeteuk smirked, his hips purposely leaning into Sho's, forcing the shy man to press against the wooden sink. His eyes watched as Sho's Adam's apple jumped in his throat, visibly uncomfortable. (But Eeteuk imagined he was aroused too.)
Eeteuk leaned in kissing his cheek at first, to see what reaction would come from it. "You're cute."
Sho chuckled a bit, his hands resting on the small of Eeteuk's back, unaware himself how long he'd had them there. "Are you like this with all the guys you meet?" If he was going to be seduced, it had better be worth it, and not some slut who slept with anyone.
"No," Eeteuk kissed the corner of Sho's lips. "Only the really cute ones who can't speak Korean well." He giggled, nibbling over Sho's prominent jaw.
That was good enough for him.
Sho leaned in, cautiously. He probably needed another drink to steady his trembling hands. Eeteuk curled his fingers in Sho's hair, dragging him closer and kissing him roughly. Or, possibly, he needed a nudge. The bulge in Eeteuk's pants was pretty encouraging, he admitted.
They rushed toward a free stall, lips locked in a sensual kiss. Who said language was a barrier? Eeteuk moaned and wrestled with Sho's belt buckle--he was still seeing double. Sho pulled away from the kiss for air, a soft moan slipping out instead as Eeteuk's fingers pulled at the (now wide awake) member.
"Wait--wait," Sho panted, looking at the ceiling, almost as though looking for answers in the tiles. "Is this okay?"
Eeteuk huffed, staring down at Sho's lips and licking his own. "Is what okay?"
"I mean--" Sho put a hand on Eeteuk's chest to keep him at a distance. "--we're both men, we're in a bathroom, we're idols, we're drunk--" He sighed, scraping his fingers through his hair. "There's so much wrong with this."
There he was again. The naggy, worried, nervous Sho who had trouble letting go of his inhibitions. If he could bring himself to calm down somehow, he would have been happy to continue.
Eeteuk pursed his lips, looking at Sho in the eyes. "If I didn't want to, I wouldn't have invited you in the first place." He dissolved the space between him, taking the skin of Sho's throat between his teeth.
"Good--" Sho moaned slowly. "--point." He arched into the touch, Eeteuk's fingers already palming at his tight briefs.
It wasn't fair, he decided, pushing Eeteuk to sit down on the toilet bowl. "Let me--" He scrambled to slide off as much clothing as he could, Eeteuk whimpering from the cold porcelain against his skin. Sho had never really wanted to please someone so much. Maybe it was pride for his country, or to prove to himself he could do unaccepted things too. But mostly Eeteuk was hot, and he wanted to taste him and be tasted and fuck--yes--he wanted to fuck him too.
He pushed Eeteuk back, putting the slim legs over his shoulders and licking at the tip of the hard flesh. Eeteuk shivered against him, his hips jerking up with the warmth of the soft tongue. Sho smirked, it was kind of fun. He darted his tongue out, teasing the head of the swollen cock.
But what did it taste like, he wondered, wrapping his lips over the head and sucking gently. Eeteuk's hips jerked up, his fingers scratching against the walls of stall. He couldn't find anything to grab, Sho was too far. Sho ignored the small protests, sliding the cock further down his throat and jerking the base with a free hand.
"Don't--" Eeteuk panted. "--gonna--" He groaned deep in his throat, wrapping his thighs around Sho's neck. "--drunk, I mean, I can't control," His breathing was more and more irregular.
He pushed Sho off his cock, lips making a loud pop sound, pressing him against the stall door. Eeteuk breathed heavily, his eyes lowered, "Fuck me now." Sho swore Eeteuk wasn't human. He'd never met someone so sexy, so funny, so cute, so easy. Though he was almost certain Eeteuk had drank more than him.
Eeteuk slid a finger inside himself, writhing against Sho, who was so close to coming himself. His pace quickened, he needed Sho inside him fast, there was no time for proper preparation. Sho wasn't sure how things worked, what he was supposed to do to help, or if he was even supposed to help, so he jerked himself slowly, waiting for the gorgeous man to be ready.
It was pulsation, no, vibrating. It felt so good, just having Eeteuk pressed against him naked, he couldn't imagine being inside. He whimpered, the vibrating feeling continued. Eeteuk moaned softly, "Your phone--I think, it's your phone."
Nice one Sho, he scolded, digging in his pant pocket. "Hello?"
Eeteuk slid in another digit, arching and digging his nails in Sho's skin. Sho bit his lip to hold back a moan. "What Nino?!"
Lips trailed down his chest, sucking on a tiny nipple, humming against it. Sho squeaked, covering his mouth soon after. "Nino, I'm kind of busy." The man on the other end laughed, Almost sounds like you're being fucked.
Sho forced out a laugh, Eeteuk's moans getting louder and whispering, "I'm ready."
"Nino," Sho kissed Eeteuk softly, his fingers tracing figure eights on the bare ass. "I need to go now, bye." He snapped the phone shut and Eeteuk almost jumped on his cock, his hands grabbing hold of the top of the stall.
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Eeteuk yelled at Hankyung to cook faster, and then giggled, covering his mouth. "I'm joking. But you know, it's not every day you get to cook for a Japanese idol." He nodded contemplatively.
Sho dragged his feet over the kitchen floor, sitting next to Eeteuk and smiling. It was odd, but he was already used to these men, and even glad he'd come to Korea alone. Eeteuk quirked an eye. "Nice bugs bunny pajamas."
Sho yawned, leaning his head on the table, "Heechul told me to wear them."
Eeteuk snorted, petting Sho's hair. "Did you call that Nino guy back?"
Sho grunted, flailing his arms about. "Even if i don't tell him, he'll find out somehow."
------------------ Lost Phone Conversation
"Hello?"
"Sho! I didn't say leave without me! I was just trying to finish this level..."
Moans interrupted Nino's train of thought.
"Hey--Hey!"
"What Nino?!" Sho snapped.
"Are you doing bad things?" Nino chuckled. "Without me?"
"Nino, I'm kind of busy right now."
Nino's mind wandered a bit too far. "Almost sounds like you're being fucked."
Sho laughed a bit.
I'm ready.
"Who's ready? Are you watching a porno film?" Nino smirked against the receiver.
"Nino, I need to go now. Bye." The phone went dead.
"Sho? Sho?! What the hell--" Nino gasped, grabbing onto Jun's shoulder.
"I think Sho isn't a guy-virgin anymore!" Nino grinned, from where he was lying on Jun's lap.
"I'm pretty sure you've done it with him before." Jun stated dryly, almost as though jealous.
Nino didn't answer, flashing a peace sign instead.
THE END! (I hope!)
Comments are ♥
Fandoms: Arashi, Super Junior
Pairing: ShoxEeteuk, hint of ShoChul and MatsuMiya
Rating: NC-17?
Genre: Crack and smut
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except my twisted mind.
Summary: Sho goes on a trip to South Korea alone.
Word count: 2433
Notes: Terribly unbetad. And LJ keeps lagging, so it's making it hard for me to fix mistakes. Find the 2 previous crossover fics HERE and HERE.
Too many shots
Sakurai Sho didn't know why he loved traveling so much (and why Nino refused to come), but he was at it again --a trip to Korea by himself. The map was in Korean and Japanese but the translator must have been in a rush because it was almost as confusing as reading Chinese. His brow furrowed, looking around for someone to ask directions to.
There was a fairly effeminate man with a baseball cap and mask over his mouth. Swine flu was much more dramatic than SARS, Sho pondered. (Sho blamed the random thought on his research for News Zero.) The man, who seemed normal enough, was shopping around a CD place, humming a catchy tune. He looked like the right person to ask for help.
Sho walked over to him slowly, tapping him on the shoulder, "Excuse me."
"Yeah," The man took out the buds from his ears, letting them hang from his neck. "Can I help you?" He smiled.
"Um--I was looking for--" Sho scrambled in his pocket to find that slightly torn piece of paper with scribblings all over it. There were so many places he wanted to go. "--this club. My friend recommended it." He pointed to a Korean name he couldn't pronounce.
"Eww!" The man giggled, clearing his throat when Sho quirked an eye. "Sorry. But that club is full of old, drunk people. My friend owns a bar, you should come with me tonight."
Sho felt his skin flush. He knew it wasn't a date. It was normal for locals to show foreigners around a bit. But he couldn't say that he would have done the same. Maybe Japan needed to be a bit more friendly.
The man shook his shoulder lightly, "So is that a yes?" His eyes widened waiting for a response.
Sho smiled, nodding and shaking the strangers hand. "My name's Sakurai Sho. But just call me Sho."
The man made an excited sound, clapping his hands. "A japanese man! My name's Park Jungsu, but I go most often by Eeteuk." He bowed politely.
"So, where should I meet you? And how should I dress?" Sho shuffled his feet a bit. He hadn't packed much fancy clothes. It was a bit of a spur of the moment trip.
"Well, it's only a bar. So jeans and a clean shirt should be fine." Eeteuk rubbed his chin, taking off the protective mask.
Sho felt his heartbeat speed up; Eeteuk really was a pretty man. He was probably using the mask as a shield from perverts rather than diseases. (Which perverts most likely carried diseases, anyways.)
Eeteuk continue, grabbing Sho's shoulder. "If you don't have a hotel booked yet, you can stay at my place and get ready. You can meet my roommates."
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It sounded like a good idea at the time, but Eeteuk never mentioned he had twelve, very rowdy, very friendly, very curious roommates who liked foreigners. (And a few of which actually knew Arashi.)
Eeteuk waved for Heechul to stop batting his eyelashes and leave the poor foreigner alone. They all had a soft spot for Japanese men. And Sho happened to be a very charming and handsome idol.
"Why didn't you tell me you were famous?" Eeteuk poked Sho's chest cutely, walking across the room to look in his wardrobe for clothes to lend him.
"I could ask the same thing," Sho chuckled, sitting on the white bed, in the white room, with the white walls and white clothes. "You really like white, don't you?"
"Yeah, Heechul makes fun of me all the time. But he's the same with red." Eeteuk grinned, finding a shirt that seemed made for Sho in his closet. "And I think he kinda likes you. " Eeteuk giggled, getting a bit of revenge on the younger man.
"Really?" Sho tilted his head, trying to hold back a nervous laugh. It was flattering, at very least, but it was hard for him to like people he'd just met. "That's odd."
"Oh, I think it's because of how cute your Korean is," Eeteuk held the shirt up to Sho's chest, throwing it on the bed and holding up another. "He has a thing for the Chinese member too."
Was it normal for idol groups to reveal this much dirt about their members to a stranger? Sho made a mental note; Eeteuk seemed a bit like a blabber mouth. He should be careful what he said. Johnny's was a very strict company.
"So, what kind of music do they play at this bar?" Sho took a sip of coffee Heechul had handed him while he was being kicked out by an irritated Eeteuk.
"Hip hop, that's why it's fun," Eeteuk plopped down on his bed next to Sho. "People get drunk out of their minds and dance the night away."
Sho chuckled, rubbing his hands together as though planning a scheme. "I can't wait."
---------------------
To say he was shocked by the intoxicated crowd would be an understatement. As much as Japan was known to have its numerous kinks, underground Korea was quickly catching up.
Men and women were grinding on anyone and everyone, lips attached to the person in front and their hands roaming in the pants of whoever was behind. An orgy, almost, except that everyone had their clothes on.
Eeteuk seemed unaffected, his foot moving to the beat of the music as he sat at the bar waving to people he recognized. Sho hurried to sit next to him, not prepared to be tangled in the mess of limbs and sweat before him.
"Cool, right?" Eeteuk bobbed his head to the rap song which he knew too well.
"I--Yeah--I guess." Sho turned to the barman, ordering a drink. Liquid courage was what he needed, that was the problem.
"I'll have three more of whatever he ordered." Eeteuk stated calmly.
Sho blinked, curious as to how he could drink so many shots. "All that?"
"Oh, you're having some with me. And then we're dancing." Eeteuk slid two of the glasses Sho's way and they took turns knocking them back.
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Sho wasn't sure how he'd ended up in the bathroom, or why he couldn't stop giggling, but damn those shots were delicious. After the first three, he had about four, five, maybe six more. He lost count when Eeteuk was sitting on his lap and twirling a strand of hair like a flirting schoolgirl.
He'd slipped away to the men's room to empty his bladder a bit, knowing Eeteuk would want to sit on his lap a bit more, and wanting to prevent a very awkward accident. Sho couldn't really see where exactly he was urinating, but he figured it was the right place since he didn't slip on his way to the sink.
Washing his hands with warm water, he leaned over, splashing some of the water on his face. He had to look awake, sober at least, if he was going back out there with the boisterous Eeteuk. Slender fingers wrapped around his waist and his chest jumped from the touch.
Eeteuk was leaning his head on Sho's shoulder, his fingers rubbing over the foreigner's abdomen. "You hide your muscles, don't you?"
Sho knew he'd heard it differently than it had come out. The ringing in his ears (or was it his cock?), was preventing him from being his usual reasonable self. And he'd almost forgotten Eeteuk was allowed in that bathroom. Glad he'd held his tongue when the smaller frame smiled up at him.
"I'm just a bit reserved," Sho turned around, holding Eeteuk's hands gently.
Eeteuk smirked, his hips purposely leaning into Sho's, forcing the shy man to press against the wooden sink. His eyes watched as Sho's Adam's apple jumped in his throat, visibly uncomfortable. (But Eeteuk imagined he was aroused too.)
Eeteuk leaned in kissing his cheek at first, to see what reaction would come from it. "You're cute."
Sho chuckled a bit, his hands resting on the small of Eeteuk's back, unaware himself how long he'd had them there. "Are you like this with all the guys you meet?" If he was going to be seduced, it had better be worth it, and not some slut who slept with anyone.
"No," Eeteuk kissed the corner of Sho's lips. "Only the really cute ones who can't speak Korean well." He giggled, nibbling over Sho's prominent jaw.
That was good enough for him.
Sho leaned in, cautiously. He probably needed another drink to steady his trembling hands. Eeteuk curled his fingers in Sho's hair, dragging him closer and kissing him roughly. Or, possibly, he needed a nudge. The bulge in Eeteuk's pants was pretty encouraging, he admitted.
They rushed toward a free stall, lips locked in a sensual kiss. Who said language was a barrier? Eeteuk moaned and wrestled with Sho's belt buckle--he was still seeing double. Sho pulled away from the kiss for air, a soft moan slipping out instead as Eeteuk's fingers pulled at the (now wide awake) member.
"Wait--wait," Sho panted, looking at the ceiling, almost as though looking for answers in the tiles. "Is this okay?"
Eeteuk huffed, staring down at Sho's lips and licking his own. "Is what okay?"
"I mean--" Sho put a hand on Eeteuk's chest to keep him at a distance. "--we're both men, we're in a bathroom, we're idols, we're drunk--" He sighed, scraping his fingers through his hair. "There's so much wrong with this."
There he was again. The naggy, worried, nervous Sho who had trouble letting go of his inhibitions. If he could bring himself to calm down somehow, he would have been happy to continue.
Eeteuk pursed his lips, looking at Sho in the eyes. "If I didn't want to, I wouldn't have invited you in the first place." He dissolved the space between him, taking the skin of Sho's throat between his teeth.
"Good--" Sho moaned slowly. "--point." He arched into the touch, Eeteuk's fingers already palming at his tight briefs.
It wasn't fair, he decided, pushing Eeteuk to sit down on the toilet bowl. "Let me--" He scrambled to slide off as much clothing as he could, Eeteuk whimpering from the cold porcelain against his skin. Sho had never really wanted to please someone so much. Maybe it was pride for his country, or to prove to himself he could do unaccepted things too. But mostly Eeteuk was hot, and he wanted to taste him and be tasted and fuck--yes--he wanted to fuck him too.
He pushed Eeteuk back, putting the slim legs over his shoulders and licking at the tip of the hard flesh. Eeteuk shivered against him, his hips jerking up with the warmth of the soft tongue. Sho smirked, it was kind of fun. He darted his tongue out, teasing the head of the swollen cock.
But what did it taste like, he wondered, wrapping his lips over the head and sucking gently. Eeteuk's hips jerked up, his fingers scratching against the walls of stall. He couldn't find anything to grab, Sho was too far. Sho ignored the small protests, sliding the cock further down his throat and jerking the base with a free hand.
"Don't--" Eeteuk panted. "--gonna--" He groaned deep in his throat, wrapping his thighs around Sho's neck. "--drunk, I mean, I can't control," His breathing was more and more irregular.
He pushed Sho off his cock, lips making a loud pop sound, pressing him against the stall door. Eeteuk breathed heavily, his eyes lowered, "Fuck me now." Sho swore Eeteuk wasn't human. He'd never met someone so sexy, so funny, so cute, so easy. Though he was almost certain Eeteuk had drank more than him.
Eeteuk slid a finger inside himself, writhing against Sho, who was so close to coming himself. His pace quickened, he needed Sho inside him fast, there was no time for proper preparation. Sho wasn't sure how things worked, what he was supposed to do to help, or if he was even supposed to help, so he jerked himself slowly, waiting for the gorgeous man to be ready.
It was pulsation, no, vibrating. It felt so good, just having Eeteuk pressed against him naked, he couldn't imagine being inside. He whimpered, the vibrating feeling continued. Eeteuk moaned softly, "Your phone--I think, it's your phone."
Nice one Sho, he scolded, digging in his pant pocket. "Hello?"
Eeteuk slid in another digit, arching and digging his nails in Sho's skin. Sho bit his lip to hold back a moan. "What Nino?!"
Lips trailed down his chest, sucking on a tiny nipple, humming against it. Sho squeaked, covering his mouth soon after. "Nino, I'm kind of busy." The man on the other end laughed, Almost sounds like you're being fucked.
Sho forced out a laugh, Eeteuk's moans getting louder and whispering, "I'm ready."
"Nino," Sho kissed Eeteuk softly, his fingers tracing figure eights on the bare ass. "I need to go now, bye." He snapped the phone shut and Eeteuk almost jumped on his cock, his hands grabbing hold of the top of the stall.
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Eeteuk yelled at Hankyung to cook faster, and then giggled, covering his mouth. "I'm joking. But you know, it's not every day you get to cook for a Japanese idol." He nodded contemplatively.
Sho dragged his feet over the kitchen floor, sitting next to Eeteuk and smiling. It was odd, but he was already used to these men, and even glad he'd come to Korea alone. Eeteuk quirked an eye. "Nice bugs bunny pajamas."
Sho yawned, leaning his head on the table, "Heechul told me to wear them."
Eeteuk snorted, petting Sho's hair. "Did you call that Nino guy back?"
Sho grunted, flailing his arms about. "Even if i don't tell him, he'll find out somehow."
------------------ Lost Phone Conversation
"Hello?"
"Sho! I didn't say leave without me! I was just trying to finish this level..."
Moans interrupted Nino's train of thought.
"Hey--Hey!"
"What Nino?!" Sho snapped.
"Are you doing bad things?" Nino chuckled. "Without me?"
"Nino, I'm kind of busy right now."
Nino's mind wandered a bit too far. "Almost sounds like you're being fucked."
Sho laughed a bit.
I'm ready.
"Who's ready? Are you watching a porno film?" Nino smirked against the receiver.
"Nino, I need to go now. Bye." The phone went dead.
"Sho? Sho?! What the hell--" Nino gasped, grabbing onto Jun's shoulder.
"I think Sho isn't a guy-virgin anymore!" Nino grinned, from where he was lying on Jun's lap.
"I'm pretty sure you've done it with him before." Jun stated dryly, almost as though jealous.
Nino didn't answer, flashing a peace sign instead.
THE END! (I hope!)
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