[Fic] Rundown 4/8
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coley_merrinTitle: Rundown
Author: Coley Merrin
Rating: R
Pairings: Zhou Mi/Kyuhyun (main) and small amounts of Siwon/Hankyung
Genre: AU, baseball
Warning: Sexual situations.
Summary: As Zhou Mi's dreams are put in jeopardy, Kyuhyun is forced to face everything he has tried to escape.
Warning:
A/N: So as a warning, this chapter may be a bit higher rated for smut than other chapters. Or language... I can never be 100% sure because my rating-o-meter is out for permanent repair. That being said, on we go.
***
Chapter One ** Chapter Two ** Chapter Three ** Chapter Four ** Chapter Five
***
It took all that time for Kyuhyun’s determination to avoid thoughts of Zhou Mi when they weren’t together to falter. One of the perks of being the owner’s son was that he had access to the video room. Videos of at-bats, games, indexed and cataloged. It helped, he knew, for players to watch themselves batting, see where they were going wrong, perfecting form, training. There wasn’t a day that went by when a player felt everything with their game was perfect. Conditions changed, opponents changed.
There were the team highlight reels, video after video of hits, home runs, spectacular catches. The winning moments... He could pick Zhou Mi’s smile out of the pack of heaving, cavorting men in mere seconds, could nearly hear his delighted laughter.
He held his breath as he watched Zhou Mi dive after balls, race after a base runner caught in the rundown between first and second, and take swing after swing at pitches. Some were strikeouts, some hits. There were some home runs. He felt, really, that he wasn’t seeing anything new. Not really. Or he had to tell himself that.
It was only after an hour of exploration that he allowed himself to watch another video he’d retrieved. The game where Zhou Mi had been injured.
It looked like a normal play, except that the fall was wrong. He could see it in the angle of Zhou Mi’s arm. He was lucky, Kyuhyun supposed, that he hadn’t snapped his forearm clean in two.
He paused it, as Zhou Mi’s face filled the screen. Agony. Frustration. An understanding that he wouldn’t be finishing the game, and likely wouldn’t be playing for a while at all.
He told himself he wasn’t moved by the pain in those brown eyes, as the camera focused in, that the way he cradled his arm, his wrist didn’t make any difference. But he chewed on the back of his knuckles as he watched Zhou Mi being guided off of the field, his shoulders slumped in defeat as the rest of the team stood in a helpless semi-circle. The youthful replacement jogged out, getting an encouraging pat on the butt, and the clip ended.
He could still see Zhou Mi’s eyes.
And yet, despite that accident, despite that he was out for weeks with the sprain, the smile Zhou Mi showed in the happiest of the videos, was no different than the one he’d shown Kyuhyun. Even though he had to be feeling helpless and out of place.
When he closed his eyes, he could feel that smile against his skin, see it as Miyun babbled happily at “Zhou Mimi.”
He dozed on the couch, and thought of Zhou Mi.
***
Zhou Mi came out of sleep to his phone ringing, and he batted at it, yanking it as close to his face as he could.
Unknown caller. Fabulous.
“Hello?” he mumbled, his face still half hidden in the pillows.
“Zhou Mi? Were you still asleep?”
There was no mistaking Kyuhyun’s voice, and his head popped up, the pillow flopping onto the floor. “What? I was... Yes? It’s an off day. How did you get my number?”
“My family owns the team... I think I can find out how to get ahold of you.”
Kyuhyun’s wry voice made him laugh. “Well, I’m glad you did. Did you need something?”
“Are you busy today?”
His only plans had been sleep... Sleep... And maybe some television surfing, and as much of a workout as he could manage while injured.
“Not that I know of.”
“I’ll send a car for you, if you wanted. I’m spending the day with Miyun at home.”
Zhou Mi stared at the lamp that was reflecting some of the mid morning light. Kyuhyun... Was inviting him... To visit? It wasn’t an invitation for sex, like the late night journeys had been. It was an invitation to spend time with Kyuhyun and Miyun, in the light of day.
“Yes. Absolutely. I’ll be ready.”
“You should have 20 minutes until they arrive, but take your time,” Kyuhyun informed him, chuckling. “They won’t leave without you.”
“Thank you...”
“See you.”
Zhou Mi stared at his phone for a long moment, the grin almost breaking his face.
He popped to his feet. Clothes. A quick bite to eat.
And then Kyuhyun.
***
Kyuhyun was setting up a movie for Miyun when he arrived, ushering him through the front door himself as Miyun danced in her pink polka-dotted socks and light green overalls. Her short hair was in pigtails, tied up with fluffy pink puffs. It wasn’t fair that she was that cute as she grinned, reaching for him to pick her up and say a proper hello.
“Hi Zhou Mimi, hi...” she said, kissing his cheek.
“Hi Miyun...”
“Watch movie,” she told him conspiratorially. “Cindella.”
“Cinderella?”
“Mmhmmm.”
Zhou Mi admired the view as Kyuhyun bent over, searching for the missing remote. The black pants he was wearing were very...shaped to his backside. That and the simple white t-shirt that he wore. He looked good enough to eat.
“Sit, it’s going to start,” Kyuhyun said, patting the plush couch. Zhou Mi let Miyun down, and she pulled him with her, so that she was snuggled firmly between Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi’s hips. Like a queen on her throne. She wriggled in obvious delight as the movie started. Kyuhyun started to talk to him, over Miyun’s head, but he got a loud “Shhhhhh” from his daughter. Kyuhyun sent him an amused eye roll and relaxed back to watch the cheerfully moving images.
It took no more than twenty minutes for Miyun to get tired of her stationary position, even with the amusement it afforded her of playing with her father’s hand, or sliding Zhou Mi’s ring up and down his finger, or moving between their laps.
Miyun slid from the couch, wandering closer to kneel in front of the bright images on the screen.
“Not too close,” Kyuhyun cautioned. And she backed up a gratuitous inch.
When Zhou Mi looked to Kyuhyun, the dark eyes were focused on him. And he could not help himself. His hand rose, fingers sliding along the soft skin of his cheek as Kyuhyun leaned into him. There was no hiding the affection in that touch. Or in the way that Kyuhyun’s eyes closed for just the briefest moment, before pressing his lips to the back of Zhou Mi’s fingers, to the side of his palm. That was something unexpected, but not unwelcome. If they were alone, he could see himself leaning over, pressing his lips to Kyuhyun’s chin, his lips. Exploring, slow, as though they had nothing better to do, nothing more important that discovering every mystery of the other’s mouth. He could see his hand curling around Kyuhyun’s neck, teasing the fine hairs at his nape, stroking the shell of his ear. He had to tear himself from Kyuhyun’s eyes, before that sweet journey ended in a spike of arousal.
Kyuhyun didn’t let his hand retreat, holding it subtly, solid against his neck, so that even if Miyun looked, as she wandered from seat to seat, it appeared that Zhou Mi’s arm was stretched out along the couch back.
The music that signified that movie’s end began to play, and she sang, vocalized when she didn’t know the words, with it, turning to run back to Kyuhyun.
“See again, Daddy?” she asked hopefully.
“I think it’s time for lunch,” he said, letting Zhou Mi go so he could pick her up. “Aren’t you hungry?”
“Yes...” But she still looked longingly at the screen.
“Zhou Mi is eating with us.”
Her eyes focused on Zhou Mi, who stood with them. “Zhou Mimi... Hungry?”
“Very hungry. I hope Miyun doesn’t eat all the food before I can have some.”
She giggled, batting her lashes coyly at him. “Eat eat eat!”
It seemed that Kyuhyun had timed it well, because dishes were being laid out on the table as they entered. It was as relaxing a meal as he had had, the chatter of the child across from him, and the quiet contemplation of the man to his left.
“No, Daddy,” Miyun scolded when Kyuhyun tried to feed her, when she had started getting distracted by singing a song from the movie again.
“Eat then,” Kyuhyun admonished, but smiled at her when she grinned at him.
“I don’t get to eat with her all the time like this,” Kyuhyun said, turning his attention back to Zhou Mi. “So I try to when I’m home. I think she teaches me more than I do her.”
“She loves to be with you,” Zhou Mi mused. It wasn’t such a revelation. The child clearly worshipped her father, craving his attention, his affection. And from Zhou Mi had seen, Kyuhyun tried to give her all that he could. Cuddling her quietly when she came to him, not sending her away to the nanny every moment.
Even at her nap time, Kyuhyun sat beside her for a time, reading her a short storybook and kissing her before walking with Zhou Mi out of the room.
But not before she had demanded a kiss from Zhou Mi as well.
“Sleep well,” he whispered to her, and she squeezed his nose.
The door slid quietly closed as her music box tinkled, and Kyuhyun gestured with his head that Zhou Mi should follow him.
“She’ll be down for a couple of hours now,” Kyuhyun said, ushering Zhou Mi into the bedroom. It was flooded with light, from the open window, the gardens clear outside. With a push of the button, the motorized process began, bringing the heavy curtains closed and shrouding the room in dim light. “I figured we could think of something to keep ourselves occupied.”
There was a tilt to Kyuhyun’s hips that was obvious and inviting, and he couldn’t help the hand that he rested there, holding them steady as they kissed. The arousal he had pushed down before wasn’t as subtle as Kyuhyun helped him to strip, and he ached as he pushed down Kyuhyun’s slacks. He pressed himself against Kyuhyun’s back, while they still stood, both nearly naked, and let his hips rock against Kyuhyun. The moan was invitation and demand, but Zhou Mi wanted things his way. Just once.
He pushed at Kyuhyun’s underwear. “Take these off and sit on the bed,” he said.
Maybe it was an order, but Kyuhyun complied, baring the rest of his skin to Zhou Mi’s hungry eyes. He started at the top, nuzzling Kyuhyun’s hair, running his lips down Kyuhyun’s cheek. He paused, swirling his tongue in the hollow of Kyuhyun’s collar bones, and relished the pain that Kyuhyun’s nails into his shoulders caused.
The sampling of Kyuhyun’s nipples brought sounds from both of them. One of delight from Zhou Mi as the erection pressed to his forearm throbbed, and from Kyuhyun, ecstasy. With one last nip, he moved on, pressing kisses down the length of Kyuhyun’s abdomen, not a quick route, but a determined one. He could feel the tension in Kyuhyun’s thighs, the quick rasp of his breathing. And when his tongue darted out to tease the tender flesh, he was rewarded with a low growl of need.
“Don’t tease,” Kyuhyun barked, his hands kneading Zhou Mi’s shoulders. “I swear, I’ll... F...uhhh...”
Zhou Mi’s mouth sank around him, head around heat, and after a few moments of the flicker of Zhou Mi’s tongue Kyuhyun finally found voice enough to swear, a hand darting to Zhou Mi’s hair before settling warily back on his shoulder. He didn’t want to risk Zhou Mi stopping. Zhou Mi knew the most intimate things about the man in front of him. The moans he made when he was coming, that he preferred a quick, hard touch, the taste of him... Zhou Mi struggled not to rub himself against the bed frame, as he used mouth and hands to make Kyuhyun writhe, muttering curses, pleas, exclamations.
And his name. Zhou Mi... Zhou Mi... That was the sweetest music, that tied them together.
When the end came, it came quick, Kyuhyun shifting sharply, drawing in one quick breath, moving for more contact, quicker, harder, drawing out the numbing burst of pleasure, the heat of it. He felt all of Kyuhyun’s reactions, and worked them, stroking, petting, licking.
“Fuck... Fuck, Zhou Mi...” Suddenly Kyuhyun could breathe again, gulping in air
His lips let Kyuhyun go with a solid release of suction, and Kyuhyun shuddered out a breath. Zhou Mi couldn’t help but wonder what his shoulders looked like, from the aftermath of Kyuhyun’s fingers.
He stood, taking in all of Kyuhyun’s body, the way the supple neck tipped back to follow his movement. Kyuhyun’s eyes were glazed with pleasure, and he opened his mouth to Zhou Mi obediently, kissing him, and when he realized he tasted himself in Zhou Mi’s mouth, the moan shattered both of them.
“Can I...?” Kyuhyun asked, suddenly not as in control, asking as he reached for Zhou Mi’s hips. “Let me...”
Zhou Mi shook his head, pressing a kiss to Kyuhyun’s cheekbone. “Want to be inside you. On the bed.”
He was tight, but relaxed as Zhou Mi slid slickly into him. They lay together, spooned, Zhou Mi’s injured arm around Kyuhyun’s ribs.
Maybe for Kyuhyun it was too much stimulation, too soon, but he didn’t protest, taking ragged breaths as he arched his neck for Zhou Mi’s attentions.
For Zhou Mi, it was slow, the only way he knew how to draw it out. Too fast, and he would have lost himself immediately to the feel, and scent of Kyuhyun’s body. By the time the urge became too great for him to ignore, Kyuhyun was half hard again, nibbling at the arm Zhou Mi had laid beneath his head.
“Touch yourself,” Zhou Mi whispered, rubbing his cheek against Kyuhyun’s jaw and ear.
With a sound near a whimper, Kyuhyun did, hips rocking sharply, forward and back, suddenly desperate to work Zhou Mi’s rhythm into a higher gear. Only after watching Kyuhyun come a second time, the desperate, throaty cry he made as his body seized, did Zhou Mi give in, hips quick, desperate, not entirely steady as he moaned into Kyuhyun’s neck. Inside of Kyuhyun, he was inside...
His heart took a minute to settle into a slower rhythm, and by then, he could tell Kyuhyun had already slid into a hazy stupor. He flipped the blanket up to reflect their body heat back at them, kissing Kyuhyun’s shoulder, and with his nose to the back of Kyuhyun’s neck, joined him in sleep.
***
Zhou Mi woke a minute, maybe two, before Kyuhyun stirred, scooting around until he could lay flat on his back with his head turned toward Zhou Mi. There were bite marks on Kyuhyun’s neck, marks he barely remembered leaving, and he was tempted by the moist lips. But he did his best to focus on Kyuhyun’s eyes.
“Not to give you a big head or anything, but I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard in my life. Where’d you learn to do that with your mouth?”
Zhou Mi swallowed, cocking his head a little so that he could avert his eyes without looking weak. “I don’t know... I just did what I thought would feel good.”
“You must get a lot of good head, then.”
Zhou Mi snorted. “Then I don’t know from who...”
“You wouldn’t let me do it for you. Maybe next time.”
He could feel Kyuhyun’s breath hot against his lips, and moved eagerly into the kiss. It was deeply sexual to feel the stretch of Kyuhyun’s naked skin against him, their legs tangling, but this soon after, it was in a rather cerebral way. It was something he tucked away for later, for quiet nights alone, to remember the silky inside of Kyuhyun’s mouth. The place beneath his jaw that made him sigh, and that when Zhou Mi’s teeth fixed on the edge of his ear, he actually growled in need. And that the simple, quiet press of Kyuhyun’s lips against his neck was more erotic than anything he had ever encountered.
Kyuhyun sat up with a groan, scooping back his hair and rubbing his scalp. “Ugh. I need a shower. You ready to get up?”
Zhou Mi grumbled under his breath, but still managed to push himself upright. Kyuhyun sliding out behind him. He stripped off his brace, and followed Kyuhyun into the steaming shower.
This time, Kyuhyun ran the shampoo through Zhou Mi’s hair himself, when he saw Zhou Mi favoring his arm, pushing him beneath the spray to rinse it out. Zhou Mi helped him do the same, albeit one handed. They managed to avoid drowning as Zhou Mi pulled him close enough to kiss under the spray. Their skin was definitely clean and glowing by the time they made it out.
The extra toothbrush was still there, waiting for him, and they did that companionably, standing at the double sinks, both in robes Kyuhyun had provided. Zhou Mi kept his eyes to himself lest he even begin to think of the implications of that.
“I was thinking we could eat out tonight,” Kyuhyun said offhandedly. “There’s a restaurant Miyun likes to go to. And while we’re out, we can swing by so you can pick up some clothes for tomorrow. Save you a trip.”
Another invitation to spend the night. A dinner out with Kyuhyun and his daughter. Zhou Mi smiled.
“Sounds good.”
And it was good, as he folded himself into the passenger’s seat of Kyuhyun’s car. Miyun was strapped into her child’s seat in the back, and Kyuhyun put on the radio for noise. What a strange trio they were... The overall-clad toddler in her little seat, Kyuhyun classy in his designer clothes, and him, the injured baseball player. And yet still, he didn’t feel out of place, as Miyun wanted ‘Zhou Mimi’ to carry her inside, and Kyuhyun procured a table for them. Miyun was utterly pleased with herself, humming happily to be sitting at the edge of the table between them. Kyuhyun smoothed a lock of her hair away from her mouth, and Zhou Mi could nearly feel his heart twist. Kyuhyun spoke softly to her about being a good girl, being quiet, and that bond there, the care that Kyuhyun showed... It wasn’t just care, it was love. Plain, obvious, and wonderful love. To be there for a child he could easily have ignored, it was an amazing part of Kyuhyun that Zhou Mi was still discovering.
Love was limitless, the amount one heart could provide. Kyuhyun had not loved his wife... But Zhou Mi? What chance did he possess at winning that kind of emotion from Kyuhyun? Zhou Mi represented everything that it seemed Kyuhyun despised, a dedicated life in baseball. His arm would heal, and then...? He would return to playing and it would be impossible for either of them to ignore what he really was, what he really did. So it didn’t even make sense to wonder, when he had only the slimmest, most impossible chance. Did Kyuhyun care about him? That seemed obvious... Kyuhyun wasn’t callous. And they obviously cared about the pleasure and wellbeing of each other. Beyond that was a story no one would write.
Still, as he woke the next morning with Kyuhyun dead asleep beside him and his elbow digging into Zhou Mi’s back, he was dumb enough to dream.
***
Author: Coley Merrin
Rating: R
Pairings: Zhou Mi/Kyuhyun (main) and small amounts of Siwon/Hankyung
Genre: AU, baseball
Warning: Sexual situations.
Summary: As Zhou Mi's dreams are put in jeopardy, Kyuhyun is forced to face everything he has tried to escape.
Warning:
A/N: So as a warning, this chapter may be a bit higher rated for smut than other chapters. Or language... I can never be 100% sure because my rating-o-meter is out for permanent repair. That being said, on we go.
***
Chapter One ** Chapter Two ** Chapter Three ** Chapter Four ** Chapter Five
***
It took all that time for Kyuhyun’s determination to avoid thoughts of Zhou Mi when they weren’t together to falter. One of the perks of being the owner’s son was that he had access to the video room. Videos of at-bats, games, indexed and cataloged. It helped, he knew, for players to watch themselves batting, see where they were going wrong, perfecting form, training. There wasn’t a day that went by when a player felt everything with their game was perfect. Conditions changed, opponents changed.
There were the team highlight reels, video after video of hits, home runs, spectacular catches. The winning moments... He could pick Zhou Mi’s smile out of the pack of heaving, cavorting men in mere seconds, could nearly hear his delighted laughter.
He held his breath as he watched Zhou Mi dive after balls, race after a base runner caught in the rundown between first and second, and take swing after swing at pitches. Some were strikeouts, some hits. There were some home runs. He felt, really, that he wasn’t seeing anything new. Not really. Or he had to tell himself that.
It was only after an hour of exploration that he allowed himself to watch another video he’d retrieved. The game where Zhou Mi had been injured.
It looked like a normal play, except that the fall was wrong. He could see it in the angle of Zhou Mi’s arm. He was lucky, Kyuhyun supposed, that he hadn’t snapped his forearm clean in two.
He paused it, as Zhou Mi’s face filled the screen. Agony. Frustration. An understanding that he wouldn’t be finishing the game, and likely wouldn’t be playing for a while at all.
He told himself he wasn’t moved by the pain in those brown eyes, as the camera focused in, that the way he cradled his arm, his wrist didn’t make any difference. But he chewed on the back of his knuckles as he watched Zhou Mi being guided off of the field, his shoulders slumped in defeat as the rest of the team stood in a helpless semi-circle. The youthful replacement jogged out, getting an encouraging pat on the butt, and the clip ended.
He could still see Zhou Mi’s eyes.
And yet, despite that accident, despite that he was out for weeks with the sprain, the smile Zhou Mi showed in the happiest of the videos, was no different than the one he’d shown Kyuhyun. Even though he had to be feeling helpless and out of place.
When he closed his eyes, he could feel that smile against his skin, see it as Miyun babbled happily at “Zhou Mimi.”
He dozed on the couch, and thought of Zhou Mi.
***
Zhou Mi came out of sleep to his phone ringing, and he batted at it, yanking it as close to his face as he could.
Unknown caller. Fabulous.
“Hello?” he mumbled, his face still half hidden in the pillows.
“Zhou Mi? Were you still asleep?”
There was no mistaking Kyuhyun’s voice, and his head popped up, the pillow flopping onto the floor. “What? I was... Yes? It’s an off day. How did you get my number?”
“My family owns the team... I think I can find out how to get ahold of you.”
Kyuhyun’s wry voice made him laugh. “Well, I’m glad you did. Did you need something?”
“Are you busy today?”
His only plans had been sleep... Sleep... And maybe some television surfing, and as much of a workout as he could manage while injured.
“Not that I know of.”
“I’ll send a car for you, if you wanted. I’m spending the day with Miyun at home.”
Zhou Mi stared at the lamp that was reflecting some of the mid morning light. Kyuhyun... Was inviting him... To visit? It wasn’t an invitation for sex, like the late night journeys had been. It was an invitation to spend time with Kyuhyun and Miyun, in the light of day.
“Yes. Absolutely. I’ll be ready.”
“You should have 20 minutes until they arrive, but take your time,” Kyuhyun informed him, chuckling. “They won’t leave without you.”
“Thank you...”
“See you.”
Zhou Mi stared at his phone for a long moment, the grin almost breaking his face.
He popped to his feet. Clothes. A quick bite to eat.
And then Kyuhyun.
***
Kyuhyun was setting up a movie for Miyun when he arrived, ushering him through the front door himself as Miyun danced in her pink polka-dotted socks and light green overalls. Her short hair was in pigtails, tied up with fluffy pink puffs. It wasn’t fair that she was that cute as she grinned, reaching for him to pick her up and say a proper hello.
“Hi Zhou Mimi, hi...” she said, kissing his cheek.
“Hi Miyun...”
“Watch movie,” she told him conspiratorially. “Cindella.”
“Cinderella?”
“Mmhmmm.”
Zhou Mi admired the view as Kyuhyun bent over, searching for the missing remote. The black pants he was wearing were very...shaped to his backside. That and the simple white t-shirt that he wore. He looked good enough to eat.
“Sit, it’s going to start,” Kyuhyun said, patting the plush couch. Zhou Mi let Miyun down, and she pulled him with her, so that she was snuggled firmly between Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi’s hips. Like a queen on her throne. She wriggled in obvious delight as the movie started. Kyuhyun started to talk to him, over Miyun’s head, but he got a loud “Shhhhhh” from his daughter. Kyuhyun sent him an amused eye roll and relaxed back to watch the cheerfully moving images.
It took no more than twenty minutes for Miyun to get tired of her stationary position, even with the amusement it afforded her of playing with her father’s hand, or sliding Zhou Mi’s ring up and down his finger, or moving between their laps.
Miyun slid from the couch, wandering closer to kneel in front of the bright images on the screen.
“Not too close,” Kyuhyun cautioned. And she backed up a gratuitous inch.
When Zhou Mi looked to Kyuhyun, the dark eyes were focused on him. And he could not help himself. His hand rose, fingers sliding along the soft skin of his cheek as Kyuhyun leaned into him. There was no hiding the affection in that touch. Or in the way that Kyuhyun’s eyes closed for just the briefest moment, before pressing his lips to the back of Zhou Mi’s fingers, to the side of his palm. That was something unexpected, but not unwelcome. If they were alone, he could see himself leaning over, pressing his lips to Kyuhyun’s chin, his lips. Exploring, slow, as though they had nothing better to do, nothing more important that discovering every mystery of the other’s mouth. He could see his hand curling around Kyuhyun’s neck, teasing the fine hairs at his nape, stroking the shell of his ear. He had to tear himself from Kyuhyun’s eyes, before that sweet journey ended in a spike of arousal.
Kyuhyun didn’t let his hand retreat, holding it subtly, solid against his neck, so that even if Miyun looked, as she wandered from seat to seat, it appeared that Zhou Mi’s arm was stretched out along the couch back.
The music that signified that movie’s end began to play, and she sang, vocalized when she didn’t know the words, with it, turning to run back to Kyuhyun.
“See again, Daddy?” she asked hopefully.
“I think it’s time for lunch,” he said, letting Zhou Mi go so he could pick her up. “Aren’t you hungry?”
“Yes...” But she still looked longingly at the screen.
“Zhou Mi is eating with us.”
Her eyes focused on Zhou Mi, who stood with them. “Zhou Mimi... Hungry?”
“Very hungry. I hope Miyun doesn’t eat all the food before I can have some.”
She giggled, batting her lashes coyly at him. “Eat eat eat!”
It seemed that Kyuhyun had timed it well, because dishes were being laid out on the table as they entered. It was as relaxing a meal as he had had, the chatter of the child across from him, and the quiet contemplation of the man to his left.
“No, Daddy,” Miyun scolded when Kyuhyun tried to feed her, when she had started getting distracted by singing a song from the movie again.
“Eat then,” Kyuhyun admonished, but smiled at her when she grinned at him.
“I don’t get to eat with her all the time like this,” Kyuhyun said, turning his attention back to Zhou Mi. “So I try to when I’m home. I think she teaches me more than I do her.”
“She loves to be with you,” Zhou Mi mused. It wasn’t such a revelation. The child clearly worshipped her father, craving his attention, his affection. And from Zhou Mi had seen, Kyuhyun tried to give her all that he could. Cuddling her quietly when she came to him, not sending her away to the nanny every moment.
Even at her nap time, Kyuhyun sat beside her for a time, reading her a short storybook and kissing her before walking with Zhou Mi out of the room.
But not before she had demanded a kiss from Zhou Mi as well.
“Sleep well,” he whispered to her, and she squeezed his nose.
The door slid quietly closed as her music box tinkled, and Kyuhyun gestured with his head that Zhou Mi should follow him.
“She’ll be down for a couple of hours now,” Kyuhyun said, ushering Zhou Mi into the bedroom. It was flooded with light, from the open window, the gardens clear outside. With a push of the button, the motorized process began, bringing the heavy curtains closed and shrouding the room in dim light. “I figured we could think of something to keep ourselves occupied.”
There was a tilt to Kyuhyun’s hips that was obvious and inviting, and he couldn’t help the hand that he rested there, holding them steady as they kissed. The arousal he had pushed down before wasn’t as subtle as Kyuhyun helped him to strip, and he ached as he pushed down Kyuhyun’s slacks. He pressed himself against Kyuhyun’s back, while they still stood, both nearly naked, and let his hips rock against Kyuhyun. The moan was invitation and demand, but Zhou Mi wanted things his way. Just once.
He pushed at Kyuhyun’s underwear. “Take these off and sit on the bed,” he said.
Maybe it was an order, but Kyuhyun complied, baring the rest of his skin to Zhou Mi’s hungry eyes. He started at the top, nuzzling Kyuhyun’s hair, running his lips down Kyuhyun’s cheek. He paused, swirling his tongue in the hollow of Kyuhyun’s collar bones, and relished the pain that Kyuhyun’s nails into his shoulders caused.
The sampling of Kyuhyun’s nipples brought sounds from both of them. One of delight from Zhou Mi as the erection pressed to his forearm throbbed, and from Kyuhyun, ecstasy. With one last nip, he moved on, pressing kisses down the length of Kyuhyun’s abdomen, not a quick route, but a determined one. He could feel the tension in Kyuhyun’s thighs, the quick rasp of his breathing. And when his tongue darted out to tease the tender flesh, he was rewarded with a low growl of need.
“Don’t tease,” Kyuhyun barked, his hands kneading Zhou Mi’s shoulders. “I swear, I’ll... F...uhhh...”
Zhou Mi’s mouth sank around him, head around heat, and after a few moments of the flicker of Zhou Mi’s tongue Kyuhyun finally found voice enough to swear, a hand darting to Zhou Mi’s hair before settling warily back on his shoulder. He didn’t want to risk Zhou Mi stopping. Zhou Mi knew the most intimate things about the man in front of him. The moans he made when he was coming, that he preferred a quick, hard touch, the taste of him... Zhou Mi struggled not to rub himself against the bed frame, as he used mouth and hands to make Kyuhyun writhe, muttering curses, pleas, exclamations.
And his name. Zhou Mi... Zhou Mi... That was the sweetest music, that tied them together.
When the end came, it came quick, Kyuhyun shifting sharply, drawing in one quick breath, moving for more contact, quicker, harder, drawing out the numbing burst of pleasure, the heat of it. He felt all of Kyuhyun’s reactions, and worked them, stroking, petting, licking.
“Fuck... Fuck, Zhou Mi...” Suddenly Kyuhyun could breathe again, gulping in air
His lips let Kyuhyun go with a solid release of suction, and Kyuhyun shuddered out a breath. Zhou Mi couldn’t help but wonder what his shoulders looked like, from the aftermath of Kyuhyun’s fingers.
He stood, taking in all of Kyuhyun’s body, the way the supple neck tipped back to follow his movement. Kyuhyun’s eyes were glazed with pleasure, and he opened his mouth to Zhou Mi obediently, kissing him, and when he realized he tasted himself in Zhou Mi’s mouth, the moan shattered both of them.
“Can I...?” Kyuhyun asked, suddenly not as in control, asking as he reached for Zhou Mi’s hips. “Let me...”
Zhou Mi shook his head, pressing a kiss to Kyuhyun’s cheekbone. “Want to be inside you. On the bed.”
He was tight, but relaxed as Zhou Mi slid slickly into him. They lay together, spooned, Zhou Mi’s injured arm around Kyuhyun’s ribs.
Maybe for Kyuhyun it was too much stimulation, too soon, but he didn’t protest, taking ragged breaths as he arched his neck for Zhou Mi’s attentions.
For Zhou Mi, it was slow, the only way he knew how to draw it out. Too fast, and he would have lost himself immediately to the feel, and scent of Kyuhyun’s body. By the time the urge became too great for him to ignore, Kyuhyun was half hard again, nibbling at the arm Zhou Mi had laid beneath his head.
“Touch yourself,” Zhou Mi whispered, rubbing his cheek against Kyuhyun’s jaw and ear.
With a sound near a whimper, Kyuhyun did, hips rocking sharply, forward and back, suddenly desperate to work Zhou Mi’s rhythm into a higher gear. Only after watching Kyuhyun come a second time, the desperate, throaty cry he made as his body seized, did Zhou Mi give in, hips quick, desperate, not entirely steady as he moaned into Kyuhyun’s neck. Inside of Kyuhyun, he was inside...
His heart took a minute to settle into a slower rhythm, and by then, he could tell Kyuhyun had already slid into a hazy stupor. He flipped the blanket up to reflect their body heat back at them, kissing Kyuhyun’s shoulder, and with his nose to the back of Kyuhyun’s neck, joined him in sleep.
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Zhou Mi woke a minute, maybe two, before Kyuhyun stirred, scooting around until he could lay flat on his back with his head turned toward Zhou Mi. There were bite marks on Kyuhyun’s neck, marks he barely remembered leaving, and he was tempted by the moist lips. But he did his best to focus on Kyuhyun’s eyes.
“Not to give you a big head or anything, but I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard in my life. Where’d you learn to do that with your mouth?”
Zhou Mi swallowed, cocking his head a little so that he could avert his eyes without looking weak. “I don’t know... I just did what I thought would feel good.”
“You must get a lot of good head, then.”
Zhou Mi snorted. “Then I don’t know from who...”
“You wouldn’t let me do it for you. Maybe next time.”
He could feel Kyuhyun’s breath hot against his lips, and moved eagerly into the kiss. It was deeply sexual to feel the stretch of Kyuhyun’s naked skin against him, their legs tangling, but this soon after, it was in a rather cerebral way. It was something he tucked away for later, for quiet nights alone, to remember the silky inside of Kyuhyun’s mouth. The place beneath his jaw that made him sigh, and that when Zhou Mi’s teeth fixed on the edge of his ear, he actually growled in need. And that the simple, quiet press of Kyuhyun’s lips against his neck was more erotic than anything he had ever encountered.
Kyuhyun sat up with a groan, scooping back his hair and rubbing his scalp. “Ugh. I need a shower. You ready to get up?”
Zhou Mi grumbled under his breath, but still managed to push himself upright. Kyuhyun sliding out behind him. He stripped off his brace, and followed Kyuhyun into the steaming shower.
This time, Kyuhyun ran the shampoo through Zhou Mi’s hair himself, when he saw Zhou Mi favoring his arm, pushing him beneath the spray to rinse it out. Zhou Mi helped him do the same, albeit one handed. They managed to avoid drowning as Zhou Mi pulled him close enough to kiss under the spray. Their skin was definitely clean and glowing by the time they made it out.
The extra toothbrush was still there, waiting for him, and they did that companionably, standing at the double sinks, both in robes Kyuhyun had provided. Zhou Mi kept his eyes to himself lest he even begin to think of the implications of that.
“I was thinking we could eat out tonight,” Kyuhyun said offhandedly. “There’s a restaurant Miyun likes to go to. And while we’re out, we can swing by so you can pick up some clothes for tomorrow. Save you a trip.”
Another invitation to spend the night. A dinner out with Kyuhyun and his daughter. Zhou Mi smiled.
“Sounds good.”
And it was good, as he folded himself into the passenger’s seat of Kyuhyun’s car. Miyun was strapped into her child’s seat in the back, and Kyuhyun put on the radio for noise. What a strange trio they were... The overall-clad toddler in her little seat, Kyuhyun classy in his designer clothes, and him, the injured baseball player. And yet still, he didn’t feel out of place, as Miyun wanted ‘Zhou Mimi’ to carry her inside, and Kyuhyun procured a table for them. Miyun was utterly pleased with herself, humming happily to be sitting at the edge of the table between them. Kyuhyun smoothed a lock of her hair away from her mouth, and Zhou Mi could nearly feel his heart twist. Kyuhyun spoke softly to her about being a good girl, being quiet, and that bond there, the care that Kyuhyun showed... It wasn’t just care, it was love. Plain, obvious, and wonderful love. To be there for a child he could easily have ignored, it was an amazing part of Kyuhyun that Zhou Mi was still discovering.
Love was limitless, the amount one heart could provide. Kyuhyun had not loved his wife... But Zhou Mi? What chance did he possess at winning that kind of emotion from Kyuhyun? Zhou Mi represented everything that it seemed Kyuhyun despised, a dedicated life in baseball. His arm would heal, and then...? He would return to playing and it would be impossible for either of them to ignore what he really was, what he really did. So it didn’t even make sense to wonder, when he had only the slimmest, most impossible chance. Did Kyuhyun care about him? That seemed obvious... Kyuhyun wasn’t callous. And they obviously cared about the pleasure and wellbeing of each other. Beyond that was a story no one would write.
Still, as he woke the next morning with Kyuhyun dead asleep beside him and his elbow digging into Zhou Mi’s back, he was dumb enough to dream.
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Date: 2009-10-10 07:30 pm (UTC)I knew you'd posted as soon as you responded to my comment from the previous chapter. :3 So I pounced and aslkdghg this chapter is so hot. Guh. I love them so much. /repeats the same comment over and over, haha
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Date: 2009-10-10 07:52 pm (UTC)lol... I'm pretty predictable that way, I guess. XD Me: *races frantically to reply to comments before/after I post* Bah. This chapter. XD It wasn't going to be so smutty, but some crazy tall guy made me. :( lol. <3 ~
<3 Thank you~
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Date: 2009-10-10 07:30 pm (UTC)And of course the smut was awesome. LOL
Can't wait for the next chapter. I love this fic. ^^
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Date: 2009-10-10 10:48 pm (UTC)And haha, I'm glad~ XD; I can never be sure. XD XD;;;;
<3 So glad you're enjoying~~
<3 Thank you~
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Date: 2009-10-10 07:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-10 08:05 pm (UTC)God I love this..
Cant wait for your ShiHan edition aswell!
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Date: 2009-10-10 10:49 pm (UTC)<3<3 So happy you're enjoying~
<3 Thank you~
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Date: 2009-10-10 07:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-10 07:39 pm (UTC)I feel like they only get such a short time together and even this isn't justice enough for them. Who has the right to deny the happiness of two people who evidently care a lot about each other they can't even stand not thinking about one another almost every ticking second of the day?
All the more, Kyuhyun's beloved daughter has opened up to Zhou Mi, which should prove that there is a place for Zhou Mi to permanently be in Kyuhyun's life....
I'm not criticizing your story. In fact, I love it to bits. I just fear that QMi might both give up so easily on something they both want dearly....
QMi! Fighting! <3
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Date: 2009-10-10 10:51 pm (UTC)I can imagine Kyu asking Miyun if she wanted Zhou Mimi to come play. XD~
We'll both encourage them on. <3 It's not easy... *believes* :) :)
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Date: 2009-10-10 07:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-10 07:51 pm (UTC)Lmao, that is so me when I was 5...oh wait I still do that xD
So is Kyuhyun's father ever going to find out? Or will they decide to split before they even see what could happen?
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Date: 2009-10-10 10:52 pm (UTC)We will see... >.> I could say, but that might ruin it~ But believe in them. :3
<3 Thank you~
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Date: 2009-10-10 10:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-10 08:02 pm (UTC)Kyu is such a good dad *impressed*
Zhou Mi fits so well with the two of them, I just hope that it will last... *sighs*
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Date: 2009-10-10 10:54 pm (UTC)Kyu... Being what he wishes his father had been, to a point I think. :) :)
And Zhou Mi can't help but fall for them both. <3
<3 Thank you~
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Date: 2009-10-10 08:46 pm (UTC)And omghawt QMi alone time.... That was just...so...gah... *dies*
Oh and awwww at Miyun wanting MiMi to carry her! Eeee! Happy QMi family *squee* I love it!
PS: I'm busting out my baseball icon just for youuuuu!
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Date: 2009-10-10 10:55 pm (UTC)Kyu found a way to squeeze in sexytimes even when the nanny was away~ XD He's resourceful. XD XD
He'd look so cute with kids. x.x It's not even fair. Sigh.
Yay, baseball icon~~~! :D :D I need more, lol...
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Date: 2009-10-10 09:14 pm (UTC)This is just amazing. Really, really good.
((This is creepy, and I fully admit it's creepy, but I am c&ping everything you have on here into word documents so I can have them forever because you have no idea how many times I've read For Always now and I think I will do the same with this fic and also Animal!Verse. I love them so, so, so much. Your writing is just beautiful.))
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Date: 2009-10-10 09:18 pm (UTC)So I shall now.
I think the way Kyuhyun is falling for Mi is amazing because he has so many doubts about it. Mi is the same, and it's so realistic.
I love how Miyun basically thinks of Mi as family because of the way she likes him. I wonder if their souls match? Not in a creepy way, but in a they-speak-to-each-other-and-have-an-understanding way.
I want them to get married. Seriously.
Every time Kyuhyun invites Mi back I flail and beam a little more. It just makes me so happy. Finding updates of this every day makes me so happy, too. You have no idea how much I need something to look forward to.
Everything is just perfect in here. <3
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Date: 2009-10-10 09:19 pm (UTC)I'm not Stephenie Meyer. I don't do adult/child imprinting. Ew.
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Date: 2009-10-10 11:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-10 11:21 pm (UTC)Kids are amazing in that they can be like that... I do like to think she recognizes something about him, though. Something amazing and special. He has that kind of presence. <3
<3 They do belong together~
Yeaaah. Kyu taking that initiative to keep Mi close and around. <3 It's not just Mi imagining things and wanting it just himself~ I'm going to keep working to keep it up~
<3 Thank you~
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Date: 2009-10-10 10:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-10 09:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-10 11:41 pm (UTC)*___* I have a lot more to write and not a lot of time to do it. Must...make self...turn off television... _-_
<3 Thank you~
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Date: 2009-10-10 11:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-11 12:02 am (UTC)...If I sent you five, and you then realized that you'd have to wait even longer for six, would you come sit on me? XD XD;;;
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Date: 2009-10-11 12:06 am (UTC)And then I'd go re-read some of your fics.
It was a bad day and your fics and that new picture of Kyuhyun cheer me up.
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Date: 2009-10-11 12:26 am (UTC)<3 I forget which one I was rereading the other day. _-_
All the cheer that's possible is good, then. <3
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Date: 2009-10-10 10:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-11 12:00 am (UTC)<3 Thank you~
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Date: 2009-10-10 11:10 pm (UTC)I know Envy is a sin and i tend to avoid it cuz we all have our special qualities, but HOMFG how can you not envy Zhoumi is this fic?!?!?! O___O He has Kyu aaand his adorable daughter, and hopefully he'll soon be part of this weird but oh-so-freaking-adorable family ;___; and maybe they can have twins xD fjdahljdfhalsjdfhlaskjhflasjd
Ooooh and the amazing smut scene *___* that was delicious ~ the mental image of Kyu on a bed moaning in pleasure with Zhoumi sucking him is just f-ing amazing <3 although Kyu's lips make me think he can give amazing head too xD kekekekeke i think this theory deserves an experiment huh? LOL i'm pretty sure Zhoumi would be more than eager to test it <3
This chapter was really hot and adorable at the same time <3 don't know how you manage to do that, but really, it's amazing xD <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
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Date: 2009-10-11 12:52 pm (UTC)(there's the dom!kyu bias, what'd I tell ya)
and uh, this is what I wanted to say cept I'm not so able to type so
eloquentlyexplicitly but she's right c: it was f-ing hot (I am now a rebel, what have you /done/ to me)/stalking
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Date: 2009-10-11 11:38 pm (UTC)I think Kyu would think he'd get along quite well... Clearly he wanted to demonstrate. XD XD~ Zhou Mi knows Kyu's weaknesses...
<3<3 I...have no idea either, to be honest. XD;;; But I'm glad. <3
<3 Thank you~
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Date: 2009-10-11 01:08 am (UTC)I love this so So SO much!!
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Date: 2009-10-11 11:42 pm (UTC)<3 Thank you~
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Date: 2009-10-11 02:24 am (UTC)....Why are they so heartbreakingly precious? Kyuhyun is staring to be more and more vulnerable to Zhou Mimi too~ Asking him over to stay, giving in to him... asdfghjklkjhgfh;
And Miyun, God, I love that child, and the love that Kyuhyun gives her, and the affection that she gives Zhou Mi... They make such a nice, warm family. ♥
I can feel a drama coming, of Zhou Mi and Kyuhyun, on their relationship issues, on what they actually are. o_O~~ Or something like that. :P
That being said, this chapter is hot! Ugh. I love them so muchhhh. 8D
Thank you for writing!
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Date: 2009-10-11 11:43 pm (UTC)Yes, that vulnerability. ;_; Makes me want to squish Kyu.
Miyun would never grow up starved for love in their house. <3
We will get through it~
XD XD I join you in that love. XD XD
<3 Thank you~
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Date: 2009-10-11 12:43 pm (UTC)(like, my thing, THE thing, the biggest thing on top of a thing on another thing)
this was still *shivers* an amazing read; just realistic enough for me too c:
(also I hope mimi is a natural and he's not getting 'it' anywhere else D:<)
...and I add/edit my previous comment, I want
yourkyuhyun's baby, Miyungosh she's as cute and adorable and charming as her father xp
again ♥ quick update! I stopped multitasking to focus on reading this
--so worth it, thankyou!
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Date: 2009-10-11 11:48 pm (UTC)...Nowhere else while he's with Ky at least. XD XD
Miyun. <3 I am willing to share~ :D Can't resist...
<3<3
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Date: 2009-10-11 03:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-11 11:49 pm (UTC)<3 Thank you~
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Date: 2009-10-11 04:04 pm (UTC)I love how Kyuhyun is being a stalker. I will watch every play you've made, Zhou Mi. Haha, he's so silly. XD
And I'm so behind in commenting, you have no idea. So... that's why this was so rushed. Sorry about that. >.> but I have so many things to do, it's ridiculous. Bah.
Thank you~!! <3
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Date: 2009-10-11 11:50 pm (UTC)Hehe... He just wants all the info is all. XD XD If that'll help him understand...
And no worries! <3 I'm just glad you enjoyed! :) :)
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Date: 2009-10-13 11:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-11 12:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-19 10:36 pm (UTC)I really like the last two paragraphs, Zhou Mi's internal monologue running as tries to figure it out.