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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      EXOL_EXO
  Relationship:
      Chansoo_kaisoo
  Character:
      Park_Chanyeol_Kim_Jongin_Do_Kyungsoo
  Additional Tags:
      #chansoo_#kaisoo_#kai_#chanyeol_#kyungsoo_#jongin
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-03-25 Words: 1907
****** Anagapesis ******
by soapcy04
Summary
     And just like that,
     the love is gone.
     And just like that,
     Kyungsoo is left
     alone
     feeling
     used
     once again.
     Anagapesis
     Definition: Anagapesis (pronounced: ana-ga-PE-sis); Greek; noun
     1. Falling out of love; the feeling of not loving someone or
     something once loved.
Amour
A strong feeling of deep affection,
Fondness
Warmth
Endearment
Nothing can break the love between humans. The strongest love will not shatter.
It will bend, but not break. The moment you lay eyes on your soulmate, you
know...years are to come with them. The alacrity of their soul is to fall in
love with the one the gods have assembled for them. Of course not all the time
does this method of finding love go as planned, but the percentage of this not
occurring is quite low. You know you have found your soulmate when the
gratuitous feeling of butterflies shake your insides. The fast beat of your
heart trembles your rib cage. Their eyes burn your body down leaving not a
single spot of flesh unseen. They take your lips and that cliche feeling of
melting makes the rest of your body tremble in fear of collapsing. Your vision
now black, but full of color as your hands entangle at their hair. Their hands
roaming every inch of your body. Every touch full of delicacy. Soft breaths are
the only audible noise entering your ears. Their delectable lips move down your
neck, leaving the oh-so-ever pleasure-filled sensation of love and eagerness.
You could feel the love radiating off each other. It was no hidden feeling. The
crimson crawling up each other's cheeks, the swollen blushed lips, and the
messy bed hair expressed the want and desire for each other. Your eyes finally
open revealing the beautiful brown hazel eyes of your soulmate. Just then do
you feel their aura change. And just like that, the love is gone. Every gentle
touch, now belligerent and violent. A simple stop is not enough to stop the
horror. It's just not the same.
anagapesis
no longer feeling any affection for someone you once loved
It's hard dealing with someone you love when they don't love you back.
___________________________
                          ❁'◡'❁
Prick a needle through your finger-oh if only it could stop bleeding then the
pain would be tolerable. The crimson ink painted Kyungsoo's fingers. The rich
color pooling up on his palm. Jongin is coming. He could hear the heavy
footsteps...they meant danger is to come. The oak wood doors burst open
revealing the face of a leader. A tenacious possessive leader who always gets
his way. Kyungsoo reached over for a napkin and cleaned off the blood from his
fingers. He tucked the napkin in his pocket and leaned back in the leather
chair. He watched Jongin order his henchmen off to the city streets of New
York. "Track that idiot down!" His voice was full of frustration, Kyungsoo
could tell. Kyungsoo watched as Jongin took his seat on his desk, his hands on
his head. His sighs said it all. Kyungsoo got up from his chair and walked
towards Jongin. His index finger touched the edge of the wooden desk as he
walked around it to Jongin. He rested his hands softly on Jongin's broad
shoulders, massaging his stiff muscles. "Kyungsoo." His voice echoed through
his ears as he closed his eyes. Kyungsoo hummed in response. Jongin lifted his
left hand, pointing at a small black box embedded with gold flakes at the top
of a shelf. Kyungsoo bit his lip knowing it was one of those days. Those days
when Jongin has worked himself too much. Those days when Jongin stressed
himself too much. Those days when Kyungsoo could actually have some time with
Jongin. Even if it was just for the lust of it, it was the only time Kyungsoo
could convince himself that Jongin still felt love towards him. Kyungsoo picked
up the delicate box and slide the top off. He looked back at Jongin who was
rubbing at his temples and back at the box. If It makes Jongin feel better,
then theres nothing I'd rather do. He closed the box and walked into the
connected bedroom. One by one, he slide each piece of fabric off his body. He
opened the small box again and took out the heavy choker. It was gold with
specks of diamonds embedded in between. He stared at himself in the mirror
watching his reflection as Jongin entered the room. His low voice sent shivers
down Kyungsoo's spine as he spoke into his ear. "You look beautiful." Kyungsoo
wished those words meant more than  what they actually meant. Kyungsoo let out
soft sighs when Jongin started kissing his lower jaw. He closed his eyes
feeling the wonderful sensation of Jongin's plump lips against his skin. Jongin
turned Kyungsoo around and smashed their lips against each other. The feeling
of his lips was something that never got old for Kyungsoo. Every time it felt
like he was kissing Jongin for the first time again. The way his wet tongue
licked over Kyungsoo's dry lips and his incredible kissing skills makes him
weak at the knees. Weak like jelly. He was going to fall-Jongin's cold hands
pulled Kyungsoo's legs around his waist, picking him up and lightly plotting
him on the bed besides them. Their lips never escape each other's touch.
Kyungsoo didn't even realize his hands were already immersed into Jongin's
fluffy brown hair that smelled oh-so-nice. Jongin's hands were placed on
Kyungsoo's naked hips holding him in place as they grinded down on each other.
It was a movie scene that has been repeating over in Kyungsoo's mind. Soft
breathes escaped Kyungsoo's mouth as Jongin moved down to his collar bones.
Jongin was smirking and Kyungsoo knew. The tension between them was strong,
very strong. It hadn't been a whole day yet since they last did this. Jongin
was needy and Kyungsoo loved it. He loved how crazy Jongin got when other men
flirted with him. He loved how frustrated and eager he got when he didn't get
his way with Kyungsoo. By now Kyungsoo was getting needy as well and Jongin
could tell by the way he was panting and shaking with every touch. "So delicate
baby. So So delicate." Jongin whispered. He stopped kissing Kyungsoo and stood
up. He looked down at Kyungsoo in between his knees, shaking and breathing
heavily. Jongin unbuttoned his blazer and threw it somewhere on the ground
along with his button up shirt. Kyungsoo's eyes opened and he watched as Jongin
stripped in front of him. His messy hair and his toned sun kissed body screamed
out SEX. His hands fumbled with the buckle of his jeans. Having to get off of
Kyungsoo to get his jeans off, Kyungsoo started to feel a rush of coolness. It
sent goosebumps all over his body. He already craved for Jongin's body heat.
"Prep yourself." Jongin ordered. Kyungsoo's eyes opened again to Jongin sitting
down on a leather chair in front of the bed. He tossed a bottle of lube at
Kyungsoo. He hesitated. Jongin's eyes carved deep into Kyungsoo. A sudden ring
in Kyungsoo's ears had him crying out in pain as the golden choker sent a shock
to his skin. "Don't make me wait baby, you know how this works." His voice was
almost teasing Kyungsoo. It took him a couple of seconds to get his mind back
in place. He got a hold of the bottle and smothered his fingers in the wet
substance. He positioned himself so Jongin had a good view on him. He sent
Jongin a look that made him bite his precious pink lips. Kyungsoo closed his
eyes as he added a finger in himself. A soft moan intentionally left his lips.
His goal; make Jongin suffer in want. He thrusted his fingers into himself,
whining in the pleasurable pain as he added a second finger. Another ring of
shock made Kyungsoo freeze in pain. "Now now baby. Don't let yourself get too
far." Jongin said his voice stern. Kyungsoo bit his lip as he added a third
finger moaning out Jongin's name. "Don't make me wait, please J-Jongin."
Kyungsoo whined. "Begging will only stray you further away from what you want."
Kyungsoo sighed in frustration. If it wasn't Jongin being the eager one, then
it was Kyungsoo. Although Kyungsoo could tolerate the neediness more than
Jongin. He needed Jongin angry. "If you're not willing to give me what I want,
then I have no choice but to call up one of your henchmen to do so." His own
words left a scar in Kyungsoo's heart as it is what Jongin did when Kyungsoo
didn't give him the needs he wanted. This got Jongin up from his chair and on
to the bed where Kyungsoo still laid. Jongin crawled on top of him and wrapped
his hand around Kyungsoo's neck. The pressure made Kyungsoo let out a breath.
"You wouldn't dare you filthy slut." His words were sharp and stern, but the
hypocrisy lingered softly. It made Kyungsoo almost scared to proceed with his
idea. "If you do it, then I see no wrong in me doing it." Kyungsoo screeched
out as Jongin added more pressure on his neck. It was getting harder to
breathe, Kyungsoo could feel his face flush. "You're mine! You hear me! Mine!
No one, but me touches you! If anyone dares to lay a single finger on you, I
kill them!" Jongin yelled. His jealousy was obvious. Once Jongin let go of
Kyungsoo, Kyungsoo let out a loud cough as he breathed in the lacking air.
However right away Jongin's hands were on Kyungsoo again. He pushed Kyungsoo
over and grabbed his hips. He positioned himself before slamming into Kyungsoo
making him a weak mess. "Mine! I'll show them!" He grunted with each thrust.
Kyungsoo was having mixed feelings. He loved the dirty talk, but the pain was
too intense. "Talk dirty to me nini." Kyungsoo muttered. "Slut!" "Fucken slut"
Each thrust had Kyungsoo moaning in pleasure. It was times like these when
Jongin got too overwhelmed with his emotions that he didn't know when to stop.
His grip on Kyungsoo's hips tightened to the point of numbness. The room was
stuffy and hot with the smell of sex. Both of their bodies dripping with sweat.
"H-Harder" Kyungsoo whined. The tip of Jongin's fingertips dug deep into
Kyungsoo's skin, making him flinch in pain. "J-Jongin.." He grunted. His
thrusts stopped for just a few seconds to flip Kyungsoo over. Jongin wrapped
Kyungsoo's legs around his waist and continued thrusting into him in the new
position. This way Jongin was able to see Kyungsoo's face. Kyungsoo made eye
contact with Jongin. His fluffy hair was now flat and stuck to Jongin's
forehead with sweat. He leaned in for a kiss. Kyungsoo pulled at Jongin's wet
hair making him grunt. His grip tightened when Jongin reached that special spot
in Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo whined in pain at the feeling. Every hit sent Kyungsoo to
space. "Baby..I-I'm so close." Jongin stuttered. "C-Cum with me." He ordered
and with one final thrust both of them moaned at the sensation. Jongin released
into Kyungsoo and Kyungsoo into the bedsheets. Jongin pulled out and rested his
forehead on Kyungsoo's. Without another word, Kyungsoo felt a wave of coolness
again as Jongin pulled himself off of Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo opened his eyes to see
Jongin gone. His clothes were gone as well...
And just like that,
                    the love is gone.
     And just like that,
                   Kyungsoo is left
alone
feeling
used
once again.
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