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Drawn Passions: Min7en Section
Pairing: Min7en
Part Three (last): Min reads a manga to expand his vocabulary. Se7en has other ideas.


Min7en Section: Part One. Part Two

Jaeho Section: Part One. Part Two. Part Three

There will be a Yoosu Section. Plunny gifted by: thuggedoutchick. Honey, please forgive me for taking liberties. Now I've REALLY subverted your plunny.

Changmin’s waist felt too slender to Se7en when he spanned his hands along the young man’s sides. The days spent apart had been hard ones, the constant activity thinning Changmin’s already too slender body. His stomach muscles were firm, the lines of his arms distinct. Kissing his way up his lover’s body, Se7en paused, and kissed at the spot above Min’s heart.

“Did you keep me there while you were taking over Asia?” He asked, licking once at Min’s nipple. “I kept you with me.”

“I called, didn’t I?” Changmin smiled softly, moaning slightly with every movement of Se7en’s mouth. “I need you, Shichi.”

“You called all the time,” His lover nodded, guiding Min into a sitting position. Working his legs under the young man’s legs, he pulled the singer in close, placing one ankle behind him then the other. Placing his hands under Min’s rear, he pushed up, maneuvering the young man into place. “Come here, baby. Sit against me. I want you facing me.”

Changmin allowed himself to be raised above Se7en’s hips, settling himself against the other’s chest. Reaching back, he ran his fingers down his lover’s hard sex, grasping the tip to lead it in. The head was slippery, made slick from gel and spit. He fought from laughing when Se7en’s shaft slid from his fingers, dancing away with a coy bob.

“I don’t think he wants me,” Min teased his lover, sucking at Se7en’s mouth with a sloppy kiss. “He’s shy.”

“Minku, there is no part of me that’s shy. He’s just afraid we’re going to be interrupted again,” Se7en growled, sliding his hand under his lover’s body. Grasping himself, he pressed up, looking for the dip between the shadowed cleft. He found the spot with little effort, familiar with the feel of his lover’s entrance. “Hold still, Minku. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Changmin never wanted to get used to the feel of Se7en sliding into him. That was an experience he hoped he would always relive anew each time they were together. The other man’s thick head pushed in, incessant on reaching up inside of the younger man’s core. Hissing, he leaned his head back, holding himself up as Se7en worked his way in.

The older man rested the tip of himself at the tight swirl, rubbing into the gel he’d left there. He cupped Min’s rear, holding the other man steady as he gently lowered him down. Gasping, Min growled at the slow pace, frustrated at being left empty and wanting.

“Not enough,” Changmin scraped his teeth along Se7en’s jaw, resting his hands on the other man’s chest, He let his fingers wander, stroking at the tattoo on his lover’s arm. Supporting himself on one hand, he bent over to lick at the ink, biting down at the wings when Se7en slid further past the tight ring.

It filled him and he bit harder, wanting more of his lover. As Se7en’s hard length pushed up into his guts, Min nearly screamed, stretched apart by the invading flesh. Letting go of the other man’s arm, he cast his head back, panting as he tried to maintain his balance, guided carefully down by Se7en’s hands on his hips.

The feel of flesh entering him drove Min wild, and he gripped at Se7en’s shoulders, pleading with the other man to fill him. His words were growled, a darkness heating their meaning until Se7en couldn’t hold back any longer. Taking short thrusts, he buried himself deep into Min’s body, pulling the younger man down upon his lap until they were joined tight.

Grunting, Changmin pushed down, driving himself against his lover’s hips. Se7en rose to meet him, hands tight along his back, thumbs stroking at the younger man’s hip bones. The jutting flesh rooted into the young man, driving farther in with every stroke.

“Tell me that you missed this,” Se7en pulled Min’s earlobe into his mouth, chewing the drop of flesh between his teeth. “Tell me that you lay awake at night with your fingers inside you and hoping I’d be here.”

“You know that,” Min panted, dropping his head down. Resting his temple against Se7en’s cheek, he rolled his hips up, circling around his lover’s sex.

“I want to hear you say it, Minku,” The other man bit harder. He knew he’d leave a mark there, a small purple splotch to remind Min of their night together. He started to drive hard, pushing and straining deep into Min’s body. The gel slid around Se7en’s shaft, moistening Min’s entrance.

“I did,” Changmin nodded, his pants growing longer. He tried to answer but his tongue seemed leaden in his mouth, his words driven from his mind. “You hear me do that for you.”

“I want to hear you say that you missed me,” Se7en insisted.

“I missed you, Shichi,” The younger man tangled his tongue against Se7en’s, knotting his fingers behind his lover’s neck.

“God, you have no idea how hard it makes me when you say that,” He laughed into Min’s open mouth, listening to the echo reverberate. “I thought I was going to have to stop what I was doing to make you beg.”

“I don’t like to beg,” Changmin growled, clamping himself tight around his lover’s shaft, twisting his hips.

“I know,” Se7en kissed him harder, pushing him down onto the mattress. “That’s why I like hearing you do it.”

Changmin bounced against the bed, his legs suddenly under him. Se7en had withdrawn fully, much to his disgust. About to protest loudly, he found himself being turned over, the older man’s strong hands easily moving his slender frame.

“Hold onto the bed, Minku,” Se7en sank his teeth into the skin between Min’s shoulder blades. “I’ve got some plans for you.”

“Good, because you’re taking too long,” Changmin snarled when Se7en’s fingers dug into his mouth. He bit, sucking on the invading pinkie. The scent of their mingled bodies thickened his sex and he growled, needing his lover inside of him.

He was suddenly full again, Se7en’s body resting against the line of his back. The deep thrusts of his lover’s shaft into his heat nearly lifted him clear from the bed. Curling his toes, Min bent his knees, trying to get a bit of leverage under him, hoping to drive the other man in harder. The world stopped then spun as Se7en’s length touched at the spark hidden inside of him. He could hear himself moan, then plead before finally falling into small short pants that mingled Se7en’s name in with guttural cries.

Changmin no longer worried about Taebin and if the other man could hear them. Tilting his head up, he turned his face, searching out for Se7en’s mouth. The older singer bent close, keeping his hips moving as he stole a kiss from his lover’s mouth.

The sweetness of Min’s kiss made him want more, driven by the passionate clench of his young lover’s rolling hips. Gripping Changmin’s waist, Se7en drove in deep, harder until he felt the brush of a pearl along the top of his shaft. Twisting up, he found the spot again, nearly exploding his release when Min’s cries grew higher in pitch, the young man urging him to go faster. The lithe singer’s body shook under him, his arms bulging with the effort of keeping a hold on the mattress edge.

Se7en dipped under, working at an angle to get each stroke to count. He felt a shudder work over Min’s body every time he struck the sweet spot along the other’s passage, and he strained to hit it again. He found Min’s hands with his own, wrapping his fingers into his lover’s grip.

“Love you, Minku,” The older man whispered, not expecting an answer. He knew the young singer was lost in the throes of passion. Seeing Changmin bloom open under him was a gift to his heart and Se7en cherished every demanding mewl his lover made, driving himself to reach up into Min’s body, hoping to bring him to the edge of release.

Loud thumps on the wall made Se7en spit in anger until he realized it was the frame striking the drywall, its headboard rattling the sconces set on either side of the bed. Plaster crackled then split, driven apart by the force of their combined thrusts. The light fixture lay in the path of the fissure, its shoring broken as the wall crumbled under it. Swinging down, the sconce fell from the wall, dangling from the mutli-coloured wires providing it with electricity.

Gasping in surprise, Min twisted around, nearly unmanning Se7en. Driven to madness by the sudden pressure along his shaft, the older man plunged in deep, panting hard as he pushed one final time into his lover’s channel, churning his seed into the tight space.

Reaching under Min, he stroked at the softening length he found under the other man’s stomach, a wet pool soaking into the crumpled sheets. Breathing hard, Se7en rolled over onto his side, taking Min with him.

“Don’t pull out,” Changmin whispered, reaching behind him with one hand to press his palm against the back of his lover’s thighs. “I don’t want to lose you just yet.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Minku,” Se7en promised. His flaccid state was long enough to remain inside of his lover’s heat, the head resting deep past the ring of Min’s entrance. Curling his arms around his lover’s waist, he lay there, listening to the young man’s heart rate slow then steady out, a firm beat against his arms.

“I love you,” The whisper was barely loud enough for Se7en to hear but it reached him, a small drop of affection amid the tangled confusion in Min’s mind. “I do, you know. I love you a lot, Shichi.”

“I love you too, Minku,” He confessed, brushing his cheek on his lover’s face. The rasp of his chin stubble raked the young man’s soft skin, leaving behind the faintest pink burr. He smiled ruefully, reminding himself that he’d have to shave before they went to sleep.

The light seemed odd to Changmin and he looked up, wondering what was different in the room. Shadows fell strangely, a bobbing, weaving motion to them. Spotting the broken off lamp still gently swinging from its harness, he winced at the damage to the wall.

“You broke the lamp,” Min said, staring up at the fallen sconce.

“That was you,” Se7en snorted in response. “I was the one in the back. The one closest to the broken object is responsible for the breakage.”

“You provided thrust and momentum,” The young man shook his head, his long hair nearly covering his face. “If anything, I supplied dampening for the motion. You are so responsible for that lamp.”

“You’re very sexy when you’re talking smart,” He teased his young lover. “I’m guessing that phrase, dampening the motion, wasn’t in the yaoi you brought over.”

“If you’re talking about the dōjinshi that I left in the living room and is probably the reason your best friend, the asshole is quiet, then no,” Min murmured, working himself back against Se7en’s length. “Those words weren’t in there. Thrust might have been. I didn’t get that far before I was rudely interrupted.”

“Would that be me or Taebin?”

“That was you bothering me while I read and weren’t we not going to talk about that idiot,” Min asked, humming in his throat as Se7en began kissing his neck. “I like that.”

“I can’t believe I’m already getting hard again,” He touched Min’s chin, guiding the other’s face around. Se7en took small kisses from the young man’s soft mouth, reveling in the tiny, dainty sounds of their lips meeting and falling away.

“I know, I can feel you inside of me,” Changmin rested his head back, lolling to one side. “Getting bigger. I like that too. I like knowing I can do that to you.”

The sensation was one he enjoyed, the gradual thickening of his lover inside of him. Se7en stretched him to a fullness he’d once feared. Now, he couldn’t imagine his nights without the other man’s mouth on him or their bodies tangled against one another.

“I was planning on having you inside of me,” Se7en followed the line of Min’s neck, leaving a succession of nibbles down the strong column. “We can switch if you want.”

“No, please,” Min shook his head, reaching behind him to press one hand against the small of his lover’s back. “I don’t want to lose you there. I’ve missed this. I’ve missed having you. I’ve missed being haved by you.”

“Haved?” Se7en wrinkled his nose, chuckling on Min’s shoulder. “That’s a horrible word. Is it even real?”

“Probably not but I was going with the flow of the words,” Changmin made a face, his eyes crinkling with humour. “I miss being taken?”

“I don’t like the idea that I’m taking you,” Se7en began a gentle roll of his hips, just enough motion to rub his length against Min’s soft core. “How about if we’re…sharing love. How does that sound.”

“It sounds nice,” He pushed back, matching Se7en’s lazy rhythm. “Do you think your house guest is gone? We’ve not heard him in a bit.”

“Maybe we’re lucky and he did fall off the balcony.” Se7en grumbled. “That way we don’t have to clean up the mess. If we’re really fortunate, then he hit that car with the alarm that goes off every time someone walks by it. That would be a double blessing.”

“You’re a bad friend,” Min hitched a breath into his lungs, trying to match Se7en’s pace when the other man slid against the tingle of nerves hidden inside of him. “If you loved me, you would kill him for me.”

“If you loved me, you’d let him live,” The older man’s hands moved, cupping his lover’s shaft, Rubbing his thumb around the ridge of Min’s sex, he moaned with increasing pleasure as he thickened up into the other’s tight body.

“So,” Changmin laughed, Se7ens fingers tickling the spot below his belly button. “We’re at an impasse.”

“Now that’s a good word,” He nodded, stroking along the fine hairs trailing down to Min’s crotch. “Impasse. I like that one.”

“I do too,” The young man agreed. “But not as much as I like others. Your version of bite, for instance. Very nice word.”

“I’m glad you like it,” Se7en complied with Min’s unspoken request, taking a large span of the other’s skin between his teeth, lightly working it back and forth. He let go of a small murmur of pleasure at Min’s rising moans, his fingers moving back down to his lover’s sex. “You up for another go, baby?”

“I think you’re up for it,” Changmin gasped. “God, Junsu’s contagious. When we’re done with Taebin, we’ll move on to Junsu. The others won’t mind.”

“I’m not killing Junsu. Yunho would kill me and you’ll be lonely. And with Junsu dead, who would keep Yoochun busy? Jaejoong. And that would cut into your leader’s loving time,” Grinning, Se7en pushed Min over, lifting the other man’s hips up until his chest was pressed against the mattress, most of Min’s weight resting on his knees. “Let’s see if we can’t break that other lamp.”

“If it comes down,” Min warned him off. “It’s your fault. I even screamed your name while you’re doing it. That’s proof that it’s your fault.”

“Baby,” Se7en bent over, kissing down his lover’s back. “If you scream my name as loudly as you did the last time, I won’t mind if we break the whole fucking wall. Hell, I might even kill Taebin for you if you’re that loud again. I like hearing you moaning my name.”

“Deal,” Changmin growled, clenching his muscles down around his lover’s hot length. “Make me scream, Shichi. Do it right, and I might even help you hide his body.”


Aug. 28th, 2007 06:14 am (UTC)
::::grins:: i'd want to see it.

good night. chus! smooches.
Aug. 28th, 2007 06:16 am (UTC)
See it? *Quirk eyebrow* You mean a story on it?
Aug. 28th, 2007 06:20 am (UTC)
The cream Thickens...
I do so love the crackly humor when it comes to YooSu. the imagery with pet names and sharp bites is quite tantalizing and with YunJae poking them with a silver pitch fork it's even better.

Wondering is Min in his own room? Also can he hear the two little rug rats getting it on? Or would he be on the phone with 7 and complain about the sound system vocal chords of Jun Su? *purrs*
Aug. 28th, 2007 02:06 pm (UTC)
Re: The cream Thickens...
:::grins::: ♥♥♥ min's probably in his room complaining to se7en that they're not in tokyo. :::grins:: and that junus is probably screaming the walls down.
Aug. 28th, 2007 05:44 pm (UTC)
Re: The cream Thickens...
That they aren't in Tokyo so that he could also scream down the walls?

I think this is why Min wanted to kill Jun Su too. Then again it would be interesting seeing Min actually tell Yun Ho that his new best friend would be Se7en once he was done with things.
Aug. 28th, 2007 05:57 pm (UTC)
Re: The cream Thickens...
::::grins::: well min is very blood thirsty :::nods::
Aug. 28th, 2007 06:05 pm (UTC)
Re: The cream Thickens...
*Ponders* You know--I just realize their zodiac signs once again.

*Random thought* If Jun Su is a Sag (yes--he is!)Optimistic and freedom-loving Jovial and good-humored Honest and straightforward Intellectual and philosophical On the dark side....Blindly optimistic and careless Irresponsible and superficial Tactless and restless

I do wonder why is it that Chang Min an Aquarius like Jae Joong and Yun Ho well they all are considered Friendly and humanitarian Honest and loyal Original and inventive Independent and intellectual On the dark side....Intractable and contrary Perverse and unpredictable Unemotional and detached

Would want to kill him since he really matches their personality. He is smart enough--though a big mouth...though I have yet to see the unemotional part of Yun Ho and Chang Min. Though I can see when they are quite tired--and seeing them as perverse in reality I can really think that they are...

Though I know Chunnie is a Gemini and his Adaptable and versatile Communicative and witty
Intellectual and eloquent Youthful and lively
On the dark side.... Nervous and tense Superficial and inconsistent Cunning and inquisitive

When it comes to pairings together Yoo Su seem a better match since Gemini and Sag's are friendly together.

I'm not sure about Aquarius with Aquarius..in a relationship...but this is all for fun..and nothing to do with reality since it's only simple traits...
Aug. 28th, 2007 06:15 pm (UTC)
Re: The cream Thickens...
heh... ♥♥♥♥ i think yunho and changmin get... cold sometimes. but that's about it. and growly :) go for birth years :)
Aug. 28th, 2007 06:15 pm (UTC)
Re: The cream Thickens...
birth years o.o chinese??
Aug. 28th, 2007 06:18 pm (UTC)
Re: The cream Thickens...
Aug. 28th, 2007 06:28 pm (UTC)
Re: The cream Thickens...
Yoo Chun & Yun Ho & Jun Su is an Tiger
Tigers may not be the king of the jungle, but these striped cats are no softies! Magnetic and self-possessed, Tigers are born leaders. They have an air of authority that prompts others to fall in line, which is exactly how they like it. Although they are magnetically charming and fun to be around, Tigers like to go it alone sometimes too. A Tiger's main interest is in following its ambitions -- and maintaining control.

Tigers are courageous beyond compare and generally come out ahead in battle, be it in the boardroom or the bedroom. Seduction is one area where the Tiger is definitely king! Noble and warm-hearted, Tigers have a natural, raw appeal that's extremely attractive to other Signs. They're not just about attraction, though; ever on the side of right, Tigers will fight the good fight to the bitter end if the cause is worthy. Opponents are wise to fear this feline.

A bit of caution is a good thing around Tigers, since they can pounce without warning. They experience mood swings and often feel things more intensely than others, the latter quality being both good and bad. They can react poorly under stress and are prone to emotional outbursts. This Sign's bristling sensitivity can send friend and foe running for cover.

A lesson that Tigers would be well-served to learn is moderation in all things. Once these cats can find their center and direct their considerable energies toward worthwhile endeavors (as opposed to racing through life), they will accomplish much.

The most compatible match for a Tiger is the Horse or the Dog.

Also including

Dong Wook (se7en) is an Rat

Though the Western rat is reviled as little more than a bottom-dwelling disease carrier, this animal is viewed much differently in the East. The Eastern rat is revered for its quick wits and its ability to accrue and hold on to items of value; rats are considered a symbol of good luck and wealth in both China and Japan. Clever and quick-witted, the Rat of the Chinese Zodiac is utterly disarming to boot. Possessed of excellent taste, this Sign flaunts its style at every turn. Its natural charm and sharp, funny demeanor make it an appealing friend for almost anyone. The Rat likes to know who is on its side and will treat its most loyal friends with an extra measure of protection and generosity.

Behind that sweet smile, though, Rats are keen and unapologetic promoters of their own agendas. This Sign is motivated by its own interests, which often include money; greed can become a problem if the Rat isn't careful to keep its priorities straight. This Sign's natural powers of charm and persuasion can definitely come in handy! Although they are often hoarders, Rats can be very generous to those in their pack, namely friends and family members who have proven their loyalty. Others might perceive them as quick-tempered and sharp-tongued, but never boorish. Verbal jousting is a great pleasure for the Rat, a Sign that everyone around will quickly learn either to love or to hate.

Rats enjoy being on the outside looking in, as the outside affords a view into the inner workings of a system or situation. The Rat's keen mind always seeks out new knowledge, to be stored away for future use. This ever-curious Sign also welcomes challenges as a way to stay sharp. If boredom sets in the Rat is no fun at all, but that isn't likely; this Sign knows how to keep itself entertained.

A valuable lesson for Rats is to learn to consider others above themselves, at least sometimes. If they can develop their sense of self and realize it leaves room for others in their life as well, Rats could find true happiness.

The most compatible match for a Rat is the Dragon or the Monkey.
He fits Chang Min.
Though his an Scorpio

Scorpio Traits
Determined and forceful
Emotional and intuitive
Powerful and passionate
Exciting and magnetic
On the dark side....
Jealous and resentful
Compulsive and obsessive
Secretive and obstinate
Aug. 28th, 2007 06:20 am (UTC)
Opps this was...
suppose to be in the Yoo Su portion >.> GAH!


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