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Post by south korea on Oct 15, 2010 19:17:54 GMT -5
 AND I GET WHAT I WANT, MY NAME IS MY CREDIT CARD .jung-su gave a hearty smile, peering at shu through his bangs. "i said we're getting married!" he replied brightly, as if it were obvious. "i mean, you can be the groom if you want, i guess. as long as you get me a pretty ring. i can tell granny she has to pay for the wedding." his smirk stretched even further, handsome and quirky, and he gave a long stretch before settling back more comfortably on the pillows. for a while, he was content to just lay there (finally still, for once in his life) and his eyes shut and he relaxed into the plush comforter, yawning lazily. mm, he could definitely get used to living with china.
when shu pushed the hair from his jung-su peered up at the older man with chocolate eyes. "mmm? you don't like my hair?" he asked, innocently, yawning again and smiling wanly at the contact. his smile resembled a crescent moon. "if you want to cut it you can. otherwise i'm leaving it just the way it is!" and with a wide smile still on his face, he tilted his head up and placed a few kisses on china's fingers before laying back down comfortably.
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Post by china on Oct 15, 2010 19:44:33 GMT -5
how did he get into this. the kisses at his finger tips brought a faint blush to his cheeks, eyes shifting to the opposite direction. marriage? with him? why would anyone want to marry china. somehow the boy went from 'catty' to a more docile and affectionate persona, which was a bit more tolerable... he supposed. i guess there was no use fighting it after all. "i'll.. think about it." he muttered, but shortly after he would lean down, lightly pressing his lips against the others.
omg did the heat turn up?
it was broken, and he simply left his forehead against jung-su's, a hand pushing up the korean's bangs and revealing all of his face. "you're disgusting, you know that?" he would 'compliment', a bit of his playful side coming out as he spoke, despite the words not really being a compliment... more so hurtful insult. but hey, he had to be a dick for the petty little masochist jung-su was.
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Post by south korea on Oct 15, 2010 20:53:33 GMT -5
AND I GET WHAT I WANT, MY NAME IS MY CREDIT CARD . all jung-su heard, however, was the whole "i'll think about it" thing. shu had said maybe, which didn't mean no; in fact, in jung-su's book, it meant yes! he grinned from ear to ear, and his smile turned cheeky and a little radiant as he did so. "mmm" was the noncommittal response that he offered before it was cut off by china's lips. he pressed the kiss back happily, making another pleased sound as his mouth responded with familiarity.
"but you love me anyway," jung-su finished, even if shu had already finished his sentence, and he rested one hand on the nape of the older man's neck. his other hand, meanwhile, curled neatly around the collar of shu's shirt and pulled him down further for another kiss. he held this one just a little longer than the last, finally breaking it and licking his lips. "mmm," he purred this time, looking thoroughly amused with a mirthful glitter in his eyes.
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Post by china on Oct 16, 2010 0:05:26 GMT -5
love? not exactly... however he said nothing to dismiss such words, and before long he was brought back into another affectionate kiss, a bit longer than before. this time however, there would be no break - even after jung-su would try to pull away, shu would continue on, raping becoming more dominate and lustful. shortly after, things got a bit wild and hot, enough so that it would both put them to sleep. a soft grumble in his sleep, and the bleach blond male would hold that annoying pest in his arms, almost a bit securely. he couldn't help it though, the sex was good at least. honestly, he didn't even know why the brat liked being around him so much, china was such a grumpy person.
well, whatever floated his boat.
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Post by south korea on Oct 16, 2010 0:13:03 GMT -5
AND I GET WHAT I WANT, MY NAME IS MY CREDIT CARD . well, jung-su was certainly content. curled up in china's arms, he buried his face into the older man's chest and yawned complacently, he woke after a little while and tilted his hand, reaching up and toying with a strand of china's blond hair. a thoughtful noise came from him and he placed a little kiss on the underside of china's jaw before snuggling closer. he'd also been an after-sex snuggler.
"you're such a grump," he mumbled sleepily, but his words were a little affectionate. he snuggled even closer and reveled in china's body warmth, beginning to doze again due to the lull of the other's steady breaths. with a heavy sigh, he disentangled himself from china and rolled out of the older man's arms, pushing the blankets aside and looking for his pants.
"fuck, you threw them across the room. bastard."
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Post by china on Oct 16, 2010 0:27:08 GMT -5
eyes shifted open a bit with a soft flicker, and the older male would rub his head lightly, not exactly certain what the hell he was talking about. "huh? oh.." he mumbled, sitting up a bit and scratching his head, though would shoftly after lift the blakets up to peer under at his 'spouse'. "it's okay, i prefer them off you anyways." he teased a bit, though was a bit serious. with a stretch he cracked his back, before tugging at jung-su's hips and pulling him atop while they laid down - if not a bit forcefully.
"you're not going anywhere, anyways. talk to me, woman." he would coo, arms loosely wrapping around his lower back, "if we're getting married i expect you to know how to cook and no more american cigarettes. they stink." he scolded lightly, smiling a bit.
yes. china was sentimental and really affectionate. stfu. >:T
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Post by south korea on Oct 16, 2010 0:47:04 GMT -5
 YOU KNOW THAT I WANT YOU, AND YOU KNOW THAT I NEED YOU
I WANT YOUR BAD, YOUR BAD ROMANCEit was jung-su's turn to roll his eyes -- he should have know he wasn't the only clingy one after sex -- but he couldn't deny the fact that he liked china pulling him back to bed, telling him he wasn't allowed to leave. it was nice. it boosted his ego, preened his feather. he smirked and kissed china's throat, tracing absent and intricate patterns on the other's bare chest.
"i don't know if i can stop the smoking," he replied nonchalantly. "but i'm a damn good cook, if i do say so myself. maybe i'll just smoke outside." he grinned ghosted his lips over the tip of china's jawbone. "does this mean we're engaged? where's my engagement party?" almost affectionately, he hooked his leg around china's beneath the blankets, making a complacent noise as he did so. it was nice, yes, very nice. "besides, rules are so.... constricting."
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Post by china on Oct 16, 2010 16:31:16 GMT -5
he was just moving so fast along with this. there was a brief frown on his face, and a slight chuckle passed his throat before he shifted upwards a bit, a hand lightly placing against the boys ass while shifting to sit up, letting his 'finance' snuggle on his lap. "really? a party? can't i just buy you a ring from a candy machine instead?" he was cheesy, and china laughed under his breath a bit at his idea. but hey, at least he could cook, right?
"yes, just.. smoke those american cigarettes outside. i don't want their pollution." he would make a joking comment towards the american air - so stuffy and full of so much rotten pollution. here in china everything was nice - clean, and fresh. sure there was a bit too many people, but at least they weren't suffocating from toxic smog. "but fine, if i have to give you a party.. i will then. but tonight i want you in panties."
/kinky.
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Post by south korea on Oct 16, 2010 16:45:27 GMT -5
YOU KNOW THAT I WANT YOU, AND YOU KNOW THAT I NEED YOU
I WANT YOUR BAD, YOUR BAD ROMANCE "hmmm, i don't know about the candy machine ring," jung-su replied casually. "i smoke a lot. that's a lot of time i'll be spending outside and not in here. i might as well have a nice ring to look at, so if it's candy machine brand it better be fucking sexy." he yawned, nestling his face into the crook of china's neck, relaxing a little more and finding himself warming. for all their talk of "marriage", he wasn't sure the level of seriousness with which they were approaching it. were they joking? or just being casual about the whole thing? he didn't really care either way.
he grinned and wiggled slightly in china's lap. "ohhh, i see how it is," he purred mirthfully. "kinky. i'm up for it." he gave another little yawn, shutting his eyes in contentment against the warmth of china's skin. with a pleasant little noise, he added, "i'm not wearing an apron when i cook, though."
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Post by china on Oct 16, 2010 17:07:26 GMT -5
there was a brief pause, and he leaned in to peck the others lips affectionately, before pushing him off of his lap to the side gently. welp, enough flirting around. it was night time now, and he was still a bit hungry. "fine, i'll marry you. but you better be good to me." he would state threateningly, yet at the same time playfully. he began tugging on his clothes, ruffling his hair before lighting up his own brand of cigarettes, not that pig-disgusting american crap. he wasn't sure why so many of his people were traitors and smoked that crap.
"i'm going out for a bit. you can bring your stuff in tomorrow, and don't wreck my house." he would lay down his law... pretty short, but hey. after which, he would depart to go find some food to bring back.
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