First of all, PLEASE DON'T BE MAD AT ME FOR SHIPPING THIS!!!! It's just me having some fun and writing some bad smut. Don't judge.

Second, this is some EXTREMELY detailed smut, (or as detailed as it can get), so if you're a cinnamon roll or an innocent potato, click off now. If your a SINammon roll, then you're fine.

Third, this is my first real attempt at smut, so don't get mad of it's not very good. Now, without further ado, on with the SmUTinEsS!

Zen's  POV:

I woke up one fine Sunday morning and checked my phone. Is missed three calls from Yoosung, a text from Seven, and two calls, eight texts, and an email from MC. "SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!!!" I hit the call button on her profile, but it went to voice mail. "Damn it. I hate it when I sleep in. I miss so damn much." I left a message and got up, my waist hurting like hell, lightly tracing the outline of my lips as I imagined her in my bed, letting me open her up and come inside.... Gah!!! Bad Zen!!! Bad bad bad!!! I thought. I put on my regular practice clothes and was putting my long white hair up when the doorbell rang. "Coming!" I went for the door, but heard a familiar, not exactly welcomed voice outside the door. "Zen, let's go. The party is in an hour. We need to get there early and help set up!" Jumin Han. CEO of his corporation and MC's not so secret crush. I was stupidly jealous of him. Not because if his job, or his clothes, and DEFINITELY not of his cat.  I was jealous that MC loved him and not me.
I opened the door."What?" Jumin rolled his eyes. "The party? The one MC made possible? The one that you agreed to be my date to?" I nearly fell backwards in shock. "I what now? You've got to be shitting me!" Jumin grabbed my waist and bore into me with his dark eyes. "I'm afraid not. Let's go, Zen. I don't want to be a there a second late." I grunted a bit and reluctantly followed him out the door. "Quick question, trust fund kid. When did I agree to be your date?" Jumin looked at me and gave me a cocky grin. "Last night. When you fucked me. You'd had a few too many beers, one thing led to another, and here we are." I wanted to scream. "So thats why my waist hurts so much." He smirked again and turned on the ignition, driving away towards the party. I thought. "Where we going?" "To my place. You're not going to that party in those clothes." I looked down at myself and frowned. I couldn't believe that I had forgotten about the party. "What am I going to wear?" "I have an extra set of your formal apparel at my place. I keep it around just in case." "Of course you do." We pulled up at his house. "Why don't we get you showered up and dressed, Zen. Then we'll get some food in you and go to the party. Sound good?" He was being so casual for the man who had cost me my virginity. "Um... ok, then."

Jumin's POV:

Zen went into my bathroom. God, I was dying to jack off. And the thought of him naked in my house again... ugh, it was killing me. Maybe just a peek... I thought to myself. I cracked open the door and looked upon a stark naked Zen, sweating, chest rising and falling quickly, his face red, and his hair down. My pants got tight. Shit! I tried to quickly and quietly close the door, but it slammed. "J-jumin, were you..!?" "Um... Maybe?" He cracked open the door and stared at me, blushing. "Why-" I couldn't help it. I slammed open the door and pinned him to the wall. "Jumin!! What the hell!?" To prove a point, I slid my legs between his and pushed my knee up to rub against his crotch. "A-ahhh~ J-jumin, I-" I cut him off, smashing my lips onto his hungrily. His muffled protests just turned me on more. Once I pulled away, he gasped for air. "Zen, you're just too fucking hot. It's killing me that I can't jack off right now." He was blushing at me and panting, his tongue almost hanging out. I could tell he was getting hard, so I shifted my knee to tease him a little. "Damn suit is getting in my way." His comment confused me until he slipped his arms out of my hands and started unbuttoning my vest. "Zen, are you ok?" He gave me a dumb, hot cocky grin and brought his lips to my ear. "I need a memory refresher. And I'm getting hard." Then he licked my ear, making me shutter, and went back to work on my vest. He took of my jacket, my vest, and began unbuttoning my shirt, but I grabbed his chin and tilted his head to meet my gaze. "Are you sure about this? I don't want you to get hurt again." He smirked and slid his hand down my stomach to my groin, palming me and making me groan with pleasure. "Does that answer your question?" I put my hand on his to make sure it didn't leave it's place and grabbed at my hair. "Y-yeah." I said, throwing my head back and moaning.

Zen's POV:

This was priceless. I'd never seen Jumin being so submissive. He was a moaning mess, biting his wrist to keep quiet. "Don't cover it up. It's hot." He stared at me in disbelief before bringing his arm away from his face. I rubbed his member hard through his slacks, and he moaned loudly. "Fuck~ Zen..." I took his shirt off and traced the outline of his abs, sending him shivering and whimpering. "Wow. So easy. What's going on, Jumin?" He glared at me and grabbed me by my hair. "Hyun, if you keep teasing, I'm gonna get real sadistic. Do you want that?" "Maybe." I replied. His glare intensified as he drew closer and kissed me hard. We grew more passionate, and I slowly and teasingly undressed him. "Zen, I'm warning you..." "I'll take that as a suggestion."
That threw him over the edge. Jumin picked me up and slammed me down on the counter, pulling all his clothes off. "You asked for this..." He said in a low growl before mercilessly and without warning slamming into me, earning a yelp and a cry of pain from me. "Ah! Jumin! It hurts! Please! Stop!" He payed me no mind as he continued to thrust in and out so quickly that I went numb. Finally, he hit my prostate, giving me a mix of pain and pleasure. "Gah! Please! Harder! Faster!" It had never occurred to me that masochism was a kink for either of us, but it was. Jumin smirked and went harder, drawing out moan after moan from me, making my body go limp and overstimulated at the same time. Finally, he came inside me, so deep that none of his cum would leak. I wasn't far behind, but he grabbed my cock and put his thumb over the slit. "Not until I say so, Hyun."

Jumin's POV:
I was hurting him. I wanted to stop. But it just felt too damn good. Zen was begging for more, so I decided to give that to him. Covering his slit with my finger, I whispered, "Not until I say so, Hyun." This got him riled up. He suddenly hopped off the counter, forcing me toward the closed toilet. Sitting me down, Zen began to ride me like there was no tomorrow. I was in pure ecstasy, rolling my eyes back in their sockets, panting like a dog. In my bliss, I had uncovered his cock, allowing him to spray his load all over us. I smirked at his cunning and came again inside him, then slumped back against the toilet tank as he rode out our orgasms. "That was great, Trust Fund Kid." I grabbed his hand and kissed it as he pulled off of me and started the shower. "You up for a round two?"

Ok, ok, please don't attack me! This is about the first smut I've ever written, so I apologize if it's bad. Hopefully, the quality with increase as time goes on. I'm a big shipper of this, but if you don't ship them, that's ok. Just please don't start a shipping war in the comments. Thanks so much for reading.

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