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Don't Trust Slut!Min [A birthday fic for Diane]
Title: Don’t Trust Slut!Min
Pairing: KyuMin
Rating: NC-17 (just to be safe?)
Summary: It’s Kyuhyun’s first time at a risqué club, and he is already smitten by the club’s hottest stripper.
Warning: Girl!Sungmin, AU, sexual themes
Note: This is written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
princess_jaded ’s birthday. This is the most risqué thing I’ve ever written! In fact, I’m actually shocked this is what my friend’s comment led me to write. Diane unnie! Sorry it’s late! The internet connection was down all day and I had to study for my Philosophy class! //sobs
Self-beta… Sorry. Any errors will be fixed as soon as possible.
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Sungmin slicked the dark red lipstick over her naturally pink lips. She checked her reflection on the pink vanity mirror as she blew a few kisses to the glass. She stood up and looked at the outfit she planned to wear for the night. It was something normal people called lingerie, but she wore it as anyone would wear a normal outfit – with the help of a black blazer that barely covered anything.
She smirked at her reflection in the full-length mirror before applying liquid eyeliner to give her eyes a dramatic look. She found herself a little pale so she applied some pink blush on her cheeks.
“It’s show time.”
Kyuhyun stared in disgust at the risqué scene in front of him as he nursed a glass of vodka. Half-naked girls and some fully nude strippers danced on the poles, sending sexual messages to the men present. He wondered how on earth Yesung had managed to drag him along to this place.
“Don’t act like you don’t like this.” Yesung shoved him another glass of vodka.
“I really don’t like this,” Kyuhyun glared at him.
Yesung rolled his eyes as he eyed the pretty girls walking around the place. Kyuhyun could see that his friend was getting aroused just looking at them. Kyuhyun took another sip of his drink and cringed.
“You have a wife, you know.” He pointed out to Yesung, who was eyeing a petite brunette with pin-straight hair.
“Not anymore. I caught her sleeping around with other men,” Yesung quipped. “Besides, I’m not the one who’s sexually deprived; you are, so I’m doing you a favor by bringing you here.”
Before Kyuhyun could even reply, Yesung had already called the attention of the girl he had been eyeing. She wore high-heeled white shoes, an extremely short, white skirt that barely covered up her butt. For a top, she had a skimpy, lacy, white bra that emphasized her breasts that peeked out from beneath the fabric. A bit of make-up covered her small face, and a mischievous, innocent grin was plastered on the shiny, plump lips.
“Yes, how may I help you, oppa?” she asked, addressing herself to both men.
“I have a few things in mind, beautiful.” Yesung whispered, as he wrapped an arm around her tiny waist.
Kyuhyun rolled his eyes at his friend. The girl must have noticed this for she looked at him with a curious expression.
“He’s deprived.” Yesung offered, as Kyuhyun grunted and the girl giggled. “Would you happen to have a friend who could keep him company?”
Kyuhyun rolled his eyes at Yesung. His gaze landed on a girl who had just stepped in. She walked in wearing the shortest black lingerie that laced around her hips and down her thighs. Everyone stopped to stare for a moment and life continued after a split-second.
Kyuhyun couldn’t see her face, for she wore a fedora over her chestnut hair. She may have been short, but her long, toned legs fit the clichéd “honey thighs” description. Oh, what he would give to see what lay under the girl’s clothes.
“Kyuhyun? Kyuhyun?” Yesung’s voice snapped him out of his daze.
“What?” he asked as he shook his head to clear his thoughts.
“Seems to me you’ve found someone interesting.” Yesung smirked.
“Excuse me?”
“You’re interested in her, Kyuhyun. Go for it.”
Kyuhyun simply rolled his eyes and decided to ignore Yesung. His thoughts wandered to how much he wished to pin the girl under him and have his rough, wicked way with her.
“Hey! Sungmin!” Yesung’s girl called out, making the girl in the black lingerie turn around. “Somebody here needs a little service, but I’m kind of busy…”
The girl merely grinned and started gliding across the floor at an extremely slow pace. Kyuhyun’s eyes tried to distract themselves by looking elsewhere but the bulge in his pants gave him away.
She finally came up to them. After affectionately pecking her co-worker’s cheek, she asked, “Hey, Wookie, which one of them needs my services?”
“He does,” the shorter girl replied, jabbing a thumb at Kyuhyun. “I’m already going to be very busy with his friend. Love ya, Min!” she added as she winked at her friend.
Yesung and his girl left them to do their own business. Kyuhyun swore that he had never felt more uncomfortable in his life. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen was a few inches away from him and wearing practically nothing, yet he had no idea what to say or do. Damn it!
Apparently, the girl knew what to do in this situation as she put her smooth hand on top of his. She leaned in closer, and Kyuhyun swore the scent of vanilla and cherries suddenly had the power to arouse him.
“What’s your name?” her sultry voice whispered in his ear.
Fortunately, he had managed to keep his composure when he replied, “Kyuhyun. You are?”
“Sungmin. First time?”
He looked at her with lust-filled eyes. Kyuhyun found no words to explain the throbbing pain in between his thighs.
She placed her slim finger on his lips, and his heart thudded harder against his ribcage.
“Follow me.”
She stood up from the stool and walked a few steps away before she used her finger to tell him to follow her. They weaved in and out of the crowd of dancers until they got to a private booth on the third floor. The music was still as loud as ever, but at least the people’s chatter was practically inaudible.
“You have fifteen minutes and no touching!” The chubby bouncer outside the room shouted as they entered the room.
She pushed him down gently and he sat on the chair.
Her finger traced down his pulse and unbuttoned his shirt, one by one.
Kyuhyun’s body needed more than this and he let her know.
She harshly pushed his shoulders back and he leaned on the leather chair.
Sungmin climbed on top of him, kneeling on the very little space of leather left on the chair.
He sucked in a breath as he peeked at her skin.
Kyuhyun looked up at her, the distance between them was intimate, and he remembered a rule about “No Touching”.
But he wanted, no, he needed to touch her so badly.
She teased him with her hips, and his hand itched to touch her back. Kyuhyun tried to hold in the pleasure welling in his throat.
Sungmin smiled and released her hair from her ponytail, chestnut ringlets fell down her shoulders and framed her voluptuous curves.
Her body leaned forward and she caressed his bare chest with the softness of her hair.
He stifled a moan, thousands of naughty images ran through his mind and they all involved Sungmin.
She felt the throbbing hardness in between his thighs. The air around them condensed with passionate heat filled with the irregularity of their breathing.
Her finger curled around the lacy straps and slowly pulled them away; leaving them there to dangle teasingly off her glistening shoulders.
The need to see her completely bare throbbed in him hard.
She grinned, as though she was challenging him. The intensity of her eyes flushed his skin.
His hands daringly stroked her thighs up to her hips and they lingered there, feeling her body underneath his palms.
Blood rushed to the centre between her legs and her body roused. She realized how much she wanted it just as badly as he did.
With her pulse drumming underneath her skin, she made it down to the button of his jeans—
“Time’s up!” The bouncer announced, their session has run out.
Kyuhyun and Sungmin looked over at the slit of light coming through the door crack; the knife of cold air pierced through their bare skin.
They both scowled silently as they straightened their clothes.
“Thanks.” He murmured breathily before leaving, his buttons were still undone.
Sungmin smiled and winked at him.
“Come again soon.”
As he walked away, she tucked his wallet discreetly in the small opening of her purse.
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Diane! I love you! Happy birthday! (Sorry that it was late.) Yes, I’m as surprised as you are that I actually managed to write something like this. I can’t write smut and I pretty much stepped out of my comfort zone while writing this one. //snickers. Like I said, the day Kim Kibum comes back to SJ is the day I write outright smut. (I hope I didn’t jinx it.) :P Love ya, unnie! Happy birthday!!!
PS: If you want to blame anyone, blame my friend who I will not name...RYAN for this
Oh right, comments will always be nice! Please leave one here... Cheer me up on my Wookie's oppa's birthday! Belated happy birthday again, Diane unnie and happy birthday tomy husband Wookie oppa!
Pairing: KyuMin
Rating: NC-17 (just to be safe?)
Summary: It’s Kyuhyun’s first time at a risqué club, and he is already smitten by the club’s hottest stripper.
Warning: Girl!Sungmin, AU, sexual themes
Note: This is written for
princess_jaded ’s birthday. This is the most risqué thing I’ve ever written! In fact, I’m actually shocked this is what my friend’s comment led me to write. Diane unnie! Sorry it’s late! The internet connection was down all day and I had to study for my Philosophy class! //sobs Self-beta… Sorry. Any errors will be fixed as soon as possible.
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Sungmin slicked the dark red lipstick over her naturally pink lips. She checked her reflection on the pink vanity mirror as she blew a few kisses to the glass. She stood up and looked at the outfit she planned to wear for the night. It was something normal people called lingerie, but she wore it as anyone would wear a normal outfit – with the help of a black blazer that barely covered anything.
She smirked at her reflection in the full-length mirror before applying liquid eyeliner to give her eyes a dramatic look. She found herself a little pale so she applied some pink blush on her cheeks.
“It’s show time.”
Kyuhyun stared in disgust at the risqué scene in front of him as he nursed a glass of vodka. Half-naked girls and some fully nude strippers danced on the poles, sending sexual messages to the men present. He wondered how on earth Yesung had managed to drag him along to this place.
“Don’t act like you don’t like this.” Yesung shoved him another glass of vodka.
“I really don’t like this,” Kyuhyun glared at him.
Yesung rolled his eyes as he eyed the pretty girls walking around the place. Kyuhyun could see that his friend was getting aroused just looking at them. Kyuhyun took another sip of his drink and cringed.
“You have a wife, you know.” He pointed out to Yesung, who was eyeing a petite brunette with pin-straight hair.
“Not anymore. I caught her sleeping around with other men,” Yesung quipped. “Besides, I’m not the one who’s sexually deprived; you are, so I’m doing you a favor by bringing you here.”
Before Kyuhyun could even reply, Yesung had already called the attention of the girl he had been eyeing. She wore high-heeled white shoes, an extremely short, white skirt that barely covered up her butt. For a top, she had a skimpy, lacy, white bra that emphasized her breasts that peeked out from beneath the fabric. A bit of make-up covered her small face, and a mischievous, innocent grin was plastered on the shiny, plump lips.
“Yes, how may I help you, oppa?” she asked, addressing herself to both men.
“I have a few things in mind, beautiful.” Yesung whispered, as he wrapped an arm around her tiny waist.
Kyuhyun rolled his eyes at his friend. The girl must have noticed this for she looked at him with a curious expression.
“He’s deprived.” Yesung offered, as Kyuhyun grunted and the girl giggled. “Would you happen to have a friend who could keep him company?”
Kyuhyun rolled his eyes at Yesung. His gaze landed on a girl who had just stepped in. She walked in wearing the shortest black lingerie that laced around her hips and down her thighs. Everyone stopped to stare for a moment and life continued after a split-second.
Kyuhyun couldn’t see her face, for she wore a fedora over her chestnut hair. She may have been short, but her long, toned legs fit the clichéd “honey thighs” description. Oh, what he would give to see what lay under the girl’s clothes.
“Kyuhyun? Kyuhyun?” Yesung’s voice snapped him out of his daze.
“What?” he asked as he shook his head to clear his thoughts.
“Seems to me you’ve found someone interesting.” Yesung smirked.
“Excuse me?”
“You’re interested in her, Kyuhyun. Go for it.”
Kyuhyun simply rolled his eyes and decided to ignore Yesung. His thoughts wandered to how much he wished to pin the girl under him and have his rough, wicked way with her.
“Hey! Sungmin!” Yesung’s girl called out, making the girl in the black lingerie turn around. “Somebody here needs a little service, but I’m kind of busy…”
The girl merely grinned and started gliding across the floor at an extremely slow pace. Kyuhyun’s eyes tried to distract themselves by looking elsewhere but the bulge in his pants gave him away.
She finally came up to them. After affectionately pecking her co-worker’s cheek, she asked, “Hey, Wookie, which one of them needs my services?”
“He does,” the shorter girl replied, jabbing a thumb at Kyuhyun. “I’m already going to be very busy with his friend. Love ya, Min!” she added as she winked at her friend.
Yesung and his girl left them to do their own business. Kyuhyun swore that he had never felt more uncomfortable in his life. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen was a few inches away from him and wearing practically nothing, yet he had no idea what to say or do. Damn it!
Apparently, the girl knew what to do in this situation as she put her smooth hand on top of his. She leaned in closer, and Kyuhyun swore the scent of vanilla and cherries suddenly had the power to arouse him.
“What’s your name?” her sultry voice whispered in his ear.
Fortunately, he had managed to keep his composure when he replied, “Kyuhyun. You are?”
“Sungmin. First time?”
He looked at her with lust-filled eyes. Kyuhyun found no words to explain the throbbing pain in between his thighs.
She placed her slim finger on his lips, and his heart thudded harder against his ribcage.
“Follow me.”
She stood up from the stool and walked a few steps away before she used her finger to tell him to follow her. They weaved in and out of the crowd of dancers until they got to a private booth on the third floor. The music was still as loud as ever, but at least the people’s chatter was practically inaudible.
“You have fifteen minutes and no touching!” The chubby bouncer outside the room shouted as they entered the room.
She pushed him down gently and he sat on the chair.
Her finger traced down his pulse and unbuttoned his shirt, one by one.
Kyuhyun’s body needed more than this and he let her know.
She harshly pushed his shoulders back and he leaned on the leather chair.
Sungmin climbed on top of him, kneeling on the very little space of leather left on the chair.
He sucked in a breath as he peeked at her skin.
Kyuhyun looked up at her, the distance between them was intimate, and he remembered a rule about “No Touching”.
But he wanted, no, he needed to touch her so badly.
She teased him with her hips, and his hand itched to touch her back. Kyuhyun tried to hold in the pleasure welling in his throat.
Sungmin smiled and released her hair from her ponytail, chestnut ringlets fell down her shoulders and framed her voluptuous curves.
Her body leaned forward and she caressed his bare chest with the softness of her hair.
He stifled a moan, thousands of naughty images ran through his mind and they all involved Sungmin.
She felt the throbbing hardness in between his thighs. The air around them condensed with passionate heat filled with the irregularity of their breathing.
Her finger curled around the lacy straps and slowly pulled them away; leaving them there to dangle teasingly off her glistening shoulders.
The need to see her completely bare throbbed in him hard.
She grinned, as though she was challenging him. The intensity of her eyes flushed his skin.
His hands daringly stroked her thighs up to her hips and they lingered there, feeling her body underneath his palms.
Blood rushed to the centre between her legs and her body roused. She realized how much she wanted it just as badly as he did.
With her pulse drumming underneath her skin, she made it down to the button of his jeans—
“Time’s up!” The bouncer announced, their session has run out.
Kyuhyun and Sungmin looked over at the slit of light coming through the door crack; the knife of cold air pierced through their bare skin.
They both scowled silently as they straightened their clothes.
“Thanks.” He murmured breathily before leaving, his buttons were still undone.
Sungmin smiled and winked at him.
“Come again soon.”
As he walked away, she tucked his wallet discreetly in the small opening of her purse.
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Diane! I love you! Happy birthday! (Sorry that it was late.) Yes, I’m as surprised as you are that I actually managed to write something like this. I can’t write smut and I pretty much stepped out of my comfort zone while writing this one. //snickers. Like I said, the day Kim Kibum comes back to SJ is the day I write outright smut. (I hope I didn’t jinx it.) :P Love ya, unnie! Happy birthday!!!
PS: If you want to blame anyone, blame my friend who I will not name...
Oh right, comments will always be nice! Please leave one here... Cheer me up on my Wookie's oppa's birthday! Belated happy birthday again, Diane unnie and happy birthday to
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SEQUEL?! O_O I may write one if I have the right prompts and enough time. ;)
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i'm going to think slutmin everytime i'm listening to "don't trust me" 3oh!3...
and kyu's deprived hahaha!
thank you for writing! ^^
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Glad you enjoyed it! Thanks for reading. ;)
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lol at the end, sungmin took kyuhyun's wallet, wish it would lead to a second encounter XD
very very nice
heeheehee yay for subtle yewook moment :D
too bad they couldn't do more XD they really wanted each other...
kyumin love ♥
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The theft of the wallet... Hmm... It could lead to a second encounter. Hehehehe.
Subtle YeWook FTW! I wasn't able to write anything for Wookie's birthday, so I figured I should have a subtle YeWook.
Thanks so much for reading this!
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whom I want to stab so badly for the untimely disturbance!!!! >< I want to read how Kyu goes back for his wallet and more :Pno subject
evilbouncer is, then you can go and stab him. ;)Kyuhyun going back for his wallet? Hmm...
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He can always go back for his wallet and more ... XD
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Yes. He can always go back for his wallet... and some other things.
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Are you hinting at me or something? ;)
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SEQUEL! PUH-LEEEASE. *huggles* Oh dear heavens, this was so hot.
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Hahaha! Looks like you enjoyed this one. Thans for reading and commenting! ;)
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Sequel please!! ^^
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Nice to know you enjoyed this. Thanks for dropping by!
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great job!! :DD but i must say....
YOU HAVE TO MAKE ANOTHER ONE!!!!!
haha :)
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Nice to know you enjoyed this. Thanks for dropping by!
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You should talk to
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OMG. YOUR SLUT!MIN IS HOT. KYUMIN IS HOT.
YOU CAN'T LEAVE IT LIKE THIS. WRITE MOOOOOREEE. XD
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As long as Ateneo doesn't have other plansYes, Slut!Min and KyuMin are hot. ;)
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But this is really good. Dude, I couldn't tell "you're having a hard time writing smut" at all. LOL
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1. I'm not entirely corrupted.
2. Nosy block mates who peek at Lunwook (my laptop)
But I will make time for fanfiction! Ateneo will not take my away from that.
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