для хаку

[saint_meg]

хаку-чан!
это всё, на что хватило моего больного воображения.
прости ＞＜

если ты мне подкинешь идейку, то я постараюсь

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вааааааа.... круть-круть-круть.
это самое главное, что надо о них знать.
Лерочка, шпашиба... я покорена.
ваууууу...


воооот... им бы ещё красную ферарю...
мммммммммммммммммммммм

[saint_meg]

Uchiyama
зачем им красная феррари?

ты мне кстати про скандал так и не рассказал.

saint_meg про скандал я чуток позже...
про феррари:

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Jaebeom, Jaebeom's car and Wooyoung
Length | One Shot | 762 Words
Rating | NC-17
Warning | None
Pairing | Jaebeom/Wooyoung
Genre | Fluff, Humor, Smut
Synopsis | The thing with sports cars and people who are riled easily.

Author Notes: For [info]heesica, sorry you have to deal with this phail, I wanted it to come out better. Partially inspired by 112 - Peaches and Cream music video, partially by 2PM - 10점 만점에 10점 music video.








Jaebeom moved over the hood of the red Ferrari, gently rubbing over the detail with an ultra soft cloth. He loved his car and couldn't help obsessing over it. The Ferrari, he called 'her' Jenna, received only the best in gas, oils, repairs, and cleaning treatments. He even went so far as to coo at it, praising 'her' design, how 'she' purred while on a drive, and how her interior was exceptionally leather-y. Jaebeom moved from the hood to the windshield, whistling softly.


"Sometimes, I think you love that car more than you do me." A pouty call came from the porch of Jaebeom's beach house. He looked up and found that Wooyoung was pouting, staring down at the car with his arms folded across his chest. Jaebeom smiled at his red reflection on the car and continued to polish Jenna. He listened to Wooyoung's heavy steps on the stairs as he came down and his smiled broadened.
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"One day, you are going to come home and find it driven over the cliff and smashed to pieces on the beach." Wooyoung threatened but Jaebeom didn't stop and Wooyoung continued to glower. Jaebeom really wanted to laugh. Jang Wooyoung was the world's easiest person to mess with, especially when it came to making him jealous. Jaebeom supposed it was sort of mean but he couldn't help it, Wooyoung made it easy. The car moved slightly and Jaebeom looked up to find Wooyoung half lying on the hood.


"I just waxed there!" He griped. Wooyoung shrugged.


"I had just mopped the floor when you decided to trek in with your muddy shoes."


They glared at each other for a moment until Jaebeom sighed and shook his head, grasping Wooyoung by his black wife beater and pulling him up a little for a long kiss. Jaebeom sank his hands into the other's black spiky hair, kissing him as hard and as deep as he could. Wooyoung's legs came to wrap around his waist.


"You know I don't love Jenna more than you, retard." Jaebeom said, pushing Wooyoung back onto the hood to kiss his neck. "But you know what I would love to do," he whispered in to Wooyoung's ear. The other man 'hmm'-ed and arched in to Jaebeom's playful lick across his Adam’s apple.


"Fuck you on this car."


Wooyoung's breath caught and for a moment he was stunned. Just the thought of being bent over the hood with Jaebeom pushing into him was enough to make him hard. He scrambled to jerk his wife beater off then unbutton his pants, cursing his hands before being a little unsteady. He finally managed to get them to come undone before deciding he really needed to kiss Jaebeom and crushed their lips together.


"Fuck me already," Wooyoung begged between breathless pants before nipping at Jaebeom's plump, bruised lips.


They didn't worry about neighbors as they stripped each other. They didn't worry about possibly scarring children for life as they kissed and jerked each other off. They didn't care that if anyone on the beach happened to look up at the cliff they would see Jaebeom's fingers stretching Wooyoung's ass. Neither really give a flip about the sun, the heat, or the fact that Jaebeom had to use some his car wax for lube.


Jaebeom laid a kiss on the back of Wooyoung's neck as he pushed into him, moaning at the tight warmth surrounding him. Through half he watched his lover move forward then back, inner muscles squeezing jaebeom's cock. He hissed and started moving inside of Wooyoung reveling in the feel of what he could only describe as Wooyoung.


"God, Woo," he grunted wrapping an arm around Wooyoung's waist and pulling him up so they were back to chest. He thrusted deep in to Wooyoung as he snatched his lips up for a kiss. Jaebeom felt the other man shudder and moan into his mouth. Jaebeom brought one hand down to Wooyoung's cock and pumped it hard but slow. A cry tore from Wooyoung's mouth and Jaebeom moved faster inside Wooyoung.


"Harder, Jaebeom, harder!" Wooyoung cried and Jaebeom happily complied.


There was no one but Wooyoung, nothing but Wooyoung for Jaebeom, and thinking about how no one else could have, touch, or taste the strange, gullible man the way he could, had Jaebeom clutching desperately at Wooyoung. The other man cried out and whimpered sweetly, semen decorating the hood of Jaebeom's car as Jaebeom's own ejaculate coated Wooyoung's insides. They trembled together for a long a moment, kissing softly.


Maybe the car wasn't so bad.