❝ zhou mi's suite

@Ok Taecyeon Zhou Mi grabbed Taecyeon's shirt when the man tilted his head and kissed him. First he didn't intent on pulling the man into another desperate . But the way the man kissed him made Zhou Mi loose all logic and sense and he crawled into a straddling position on the man's lap to kiss him back and push his tongue against the one entering his mouth. For a while he had been content with ing everything with two legs and a hole to forget about his emotional and mental pain. But after a while he felt only content with a certain pair of arms around him. And even though there were many people he could just grab and all he wanted, he came running to the doctor, every damn time. Zhou Mi had been grown accustom to the man hushing him and telling him he was going to fix him and taking care of him in every way possible. He had become dependant on the man. Zhou mi's grip on the shirt loosened and he slid his arms around the man's neck. Pulling him closer. Mewling softly from their make out session. Everything in zhou mi's mind was wiped off the map temporarily. He was totally blank before taecyeon, and pleasure and lust came back to his mind and the thing that took over was the pure need for ual comfort. He moved his hips on the man. Grinding on him slow and then faster. "Tae.. please.."

@Ok Taecyeon [shisus that's ing mean o.o... but okay.]

@Zhou Mi ((Can you moan Tao's name when he s you?))

"I know.", Taecyeon replied calmly, a hint of sorrow in his voice, a kind of soothing melancholy that one can loose oneself in. And then he just remained silent as Zhoumi began to gently kiss along his jaw. His grip tightened on the other and he innerly sighed at what he knew was to come. At first, Zhoumi had offered his body to the first person willing to take him just to forget and Taecyeon was more than happy that he'd managed to convince the other to at least just use him for ual distractions. He couldn't take seeing the man everything on two legs. The doctor ran his hands along the man's body, rubbing his sides in a more comforting than ual way before grabbing the Chinese's chin and forcing his head into a position where Taecyeon could easily connect their lips. Pressing their mouth together, he slipped his tongue into the other's mouth, exploring it with a slightly forced hunger. He wanted Zhoumi, of course he did, but after having to console a person and knowing the man was suffering, he didn't really feel . Perhaps he'd just laughed if it had been anybody else. Taecyeon was now gripping Zhoumi's hips tightly, holding him in his lap as their make-out session progressed.

@Ok Taecyeon Zhou Mi was at a loss. He crawled onto taecyeon's lap and hid like a little child. Finding at least a little comfort in the arms of the man holding him. Zhou Mi knew he was a pain in the . And that he called taecyeon again and again to torture him with his pathetic sobs and angery surges and cries about how unfair life was. Nodding softly Zhou Mi agreed that he should at least try to let the doctor help him. "i... i-i'll try." He muttered softly. Laying his head down on taecyeons shoulder. Taecyeon's touches were soothing. And eased Zhou Mi into breathing calmly. Until taecyeon told him who NOT to go to for help. Because it was a bad idea. Zhou Mi chuckled lightly and shook his head. "It's fun messing with Bou. It's nice talking to his brother. But they can't help me. It's not the same" Zhou Mi admitted. "you are the only one who can help me taecyeon" The tall Chinese turned his head in the direction of Taecyeon's head. Pressing soft kisses along his jawline. Things were so different around Taecyeon. But Zhou Mi couldn't say the changes were a bad thing. It was comforting. It was a form of acceptance.

@Zhou Mi Taecyeon cradled the man in his arms, hugging him tightly as if to assure him that he wasn't going anywhere. Listening to him, he decided that he'd have to keep him away from Jaejoong as much as possible. The last thing he was looking for, was a double suicide. "I'll help you, Zhoumi.. we can do this. For Tao.. for you.." 'and maybe also for us', he thought, but didn't say it out loud. Rubbing the Chinese's back soothingly, he ran his fingers through his hair. By now the doctor had sat down on the coach and pulled the sobbing male on his lap, cooing words of comfort and motivation into his ear. Honestly, Taecyeon never thought he'd be in a situation where he actually helped someone. He just didn't do stuff like this. He was the lone wolf, the one that gazed down at his surroundings with a confident smirk and a small scoff in his voice. But he couldn't dismiss Zhoumi's suffering. "But just for the record.. you shouldn't go ask Bou or his brother for help, Bou is even worse than you, he just has a physically healthier way to vent. Although that's also debatable.. ", he chuckled in a sorry attempt to cheer Zhoumi up even a little.

@Ok Taecyeon "I DON'T ING CARE!" Zhou Mi screamed trying everything not to having to listen to the doctor's words. " he world and those damn es. LIKE YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND ABOUT HOW I FEEL" he yelled. "Tao was... he was.." Zhou Mi bursted out in tears yet again. While he cried so much before you'd think he would have dried out by now. "he just ing left me here.." Zhou Mi couldn't make his mind realize that maybe the doctor was right and he was given a chance. But Zhou Mi never experienced this hell and pain before. Tao was his first love and that made things so much worse. "of course people in die. Just not him. not me. I didn't.. I never thought he was invincible. But why? Why did he go so soon? we barily had our honeymoon for sake. We got married. IT!" Zhou Mi kicked te coffee table and send it flying across the room. "you don't understand about wat we had." he mumbled stubbornly.

tossing the bottle across the room the glass shattered against the wall. Leaving a smudge of alcohol behind. It was too damn soon. Zhou Mi couldn't calm down because he was still grieving. However when he man d his cheek he broke down further and cried reaching out for the doctor. Pulling himself up on the man. Crawling into his arms to hide himself and deal with the pain. "the world is full of suicidal es taecyeon. Jae is one of them. I am one of hem. Nice best friends are we. But he and you and goddammit even Bou and his damn brother.. but above all you.. You're the only one i have left." He was soaking the doctor's shirt but he kept clinging to he man. "I... I'll try... I'll let you help me.. I need help.." He sobbed quietly.

@Zhou Mi Taecyeon sighed angrily as he watched Zhoumi stumble towards the bottle of alcohol. He didn't even bother to assist. Whatever. Let him fall, so that he can feel the pain. Maybe then he'll be more careful next time. At least, that's what he hoped.. But in his current condition, he doubted the Chinese could feel any pain other than the emotional one. Inwardly, he cursed the assassin for recklessly getting himself killed and making Zhoumi like this, but he as well as everybody else around the agent knew that the day had been bound to come. What nobody expected, was such a strong, such an extreme reaction to it. No matter. Taecyeon was going to fix him, even if it required an occasional touch without the silk gloves.

In one smooth movement, he had grabbed Zhoumi by the arm, dragged him over to couch, thrown him on it and punched him square in the face. "Get a grip!! Tao and you as well for that matter, have seen a lot of death. Do you think the people you guys killed didn't have a lover? A family? Friends? People die, the world moves on! Tao's clients had enemies and so he was sent to kill him. And Tao also had enemies. Did you think he was invincible? Did you believe he could survive everything?!", the doctor yelled at him, despite his better judgement to keep certain things unsaid. Before being able to continue, Taecyeon ran a hand through his hair, groaning as he tried to calm himself. "You loved him dearly and he loved you too, Zhoumi. But he's gone and you have to accept it. He's not coming back. You are a fantastic person, you can start over. Start over, Zhoumi and live with the happiness Tao would have wanted. In his memory.", he continued, calmer and now gently stroking the man's cheek. "You shouldn't self-harm while thinking of him Zhoumi.. You shouldn't slowly kill yourself while thinking of a man who loved you so, so much.. In his memory, in his honor, help me help you, okay?"

@Ok Taecyeon [I knoooow xD Yeah i got my muse back 200% but i need some goddamn sleep. anyways i will reply to all of them quickly.]

Zhou Mi tried to focus his hazy gaze on the doctor. Whimpering in the man's hold when he was hugged. The warmth gave him some sort of comfort and yet it hurted like hell to know that the same kind of warmth would never be given to him again. Not by Tao anyway. Zhou Mi couldn't get over the boy's death. He had poured his heart and soul into their relationship. Tao was his first and deepest love. his death brought scars time could never heal. The man whined and hit Taecyeons chest when he told him for the umpteenth time that Tao couldn't be brought back. Not through cloning or reviving of any kind. It made Zhou Mi angry and helpless at the same time. and it hurt. Damn did it hurt like hell. "IT'S NOT TRUE! YOU JUST HAVE TO TRY HARDER! MY TAOZI WOULD NEVER GIVE UP ON ME EITHER!" He screamed while he rammed his drunk fist with weak strenght repeatedly against taecyeon's chest. only to crumble in the man's arms and turn to a sobbing mess. Clinging to him with all his might. "I can't.. i can't do this.. I can't live without him.." He hid his head in taecyeon's chest. The alcohol made him dizzy and the dizziness and the crying combined made him hyperventilate.

The doctor tried to make Zhou Mi look at him. But all Zhou Mi saw was a blurr. Grabbing the man's shirt he cursed and clung to him with confusement. only to turn his head away to see a bottle shaped object on the table near him. Realizing it was alcohol he tried to grab it but he missed and the bottle fell over. Zhou Mi cursed and let go of taecyeon to grab the bottle. He was wobbling on his legs. Somewhere he knew why the doctor was the only one who could comfort him. Zhou Mi had always liked the doctor and he was sure that had Tao not been there then taecyeon would have been his crush. But the problem was that Tao had been there for a short time and it messed up his life. The reason that Zhou Mi didn't want to die was because of the doctor. Yet he was still clinging too much to tao's memories and the image of tao to let go and move on and perhaps even try to build something with the doctor if he was interested in Zhou Mi at all. but Zhou Mi knew he blew his chances by letting the doctor see him like this. Having him come over again and again for comfort or because he needed fixing. He used the man. And he wasn't sure how taecyeon felt about that. His head was hurting too damn much to think anyway.

@Zhou Mi ((Holy . Inspiration much? Then reply in the other rooms XD -is what you told me back in july of last year- :D))

Honestly, it was a pain. Zhoumi was a mess. The confident Chinese had been wrecked with the news of his dead husband and now passed his days either begging for the impossible, cutting himself or trying to forget everything with sinful pleasures. And Taecyeon.. Taecyeon couldn't just ignore him. No matter how inconvenient, no matter at what time, if Zhoumi called he would always rush to his side. But the doctor was no psychology major, he only knew how to fix superficial wounds. Sighing, the doctor pulled the broken man into a comforting hug, ruffling his hair like he would a child's. "I'm sorry Zhoumi.. I can't do that.. Tao, your husband passed away.. You have to accept it.." He had lost count, how many times he had said this, how many times he had begged the other to live his life how Tao would have wanted him to. So far, it had been like talking to a wall. The dead need to remain dead, bringing them back to life was currently not possible. And even if it was, the doctor wouldn't do it. The knowledge that they could just be revived made people careless, something he'd witnessed with Zhoumi first hand. No matter how many times the Chinese would try to kill himself, Taecyeon would always nurse him back to health and so the cycle would repeat itself.

He knew the Chinese didn't REALLY want to die, subconsciously, he was still fighting. But his mind was dead, his heart was broken and the light in his eyes that Taecyeon had previously found so intriguing and what had no doubt also enamored the late Tao, had diminished to a weak flicker. "Zhoumi.. Zhoumi look at me!", the doctor said sternly, holding the drunk by his shoulders, shaking him slightly to catch his attention. "I'll patch you up, Zhoumi, you hear me? I'll fix you. I'll heal you, if it's the last thing I do."

@Ok Taecyeon Drunk, more dead then alive, a wreck. That was the best way to describe Zhou Mi at the moment. The past weeks had been hell and torture and he leaned on taecyeon to keep him alive. Because Zhou Mi hadn't heard from Tao for a long time. Until a few weeks ago when one of his associates came to tell him news that changed him forever. Tao was dead. Killed on one of his jobs. Zhou Mi just couldn't understand it. Tao was always so careful and now his husband was six feet under. And it took it's toll on the elder. He slid his wrists several times in attempt to get it over with but no matter how much he tried to kill himself. Taecyeon was stubborn enough not to let him die. The doctor forced him back into life again and again. And Zhou Mi couldn't help but eventually start to cling to the man in his weak mental state. Today's visit was no acception. Zhou Mi still had bandages around his wrists where the doctor had treated his attempt on suicide. Zhou Mi was broken and turned out even more insane then he already was. Clinging to the doctor for attention and comfort and . because that could make him forget about the world. About his life. It was just bodies pressing together and pleasure clearing away everything else. Though slowly but surely Zhou Mi started to get attached to the comfort. No one else could handle him that way. He started clinging to the doctor pathetic as he was. Zhou Mi was drunk again when the man came in and barily made it to wrap his arms around the man. his vision was fuzzy, but he knew it was taecyeon. "you came.. you're here for me~ tae.." He grabbed the man by his collar. "My Taozi is dead.. my demon lover.. You have to clone him taecyeon~ you have to-.. clone my taozi" He slurred out the words. obviously drunk. He had asked the man this before but as far as he knew taecyeon wasn't that far with experimenting. and cloning still deemed to be impossible.

@Zhou Mi [mkay]

@ok taecyeon. (here in this room. I'll give you a starter later)

@Zhou Mi (I know ;D where do we do this then~?)

@Ok Taecyeon [i mean it. outside of the brackets. ;)]

@Zhou Mi [-smirks and follows you- sure sure]

@Ok Taecyeon [me needs comfort. now. *drags you to the bed*]

@Zhou Mi (aw poor baby~ /strips/)

[forever alone again T_T]

@Huang Zitao Zhou Mi held his legs spread while his arms reached out for his lover. "then do it. take me now and me so hard i can't breathe. me until i bleed. me hard tao" he begged. his body wiggling. watning tao to grab him and force that deliciously hard length of him inside.

@Zhou Mi Tao let out a soft hum of thought as he watched Zhoumi carefully. He let out a low, husky growl as he saw Zhoumi begin to finger himself. Tao his lips as he released his own . "Gege, I want to you hard." He nodded, letting his legs lower as he crawled towards the elder, grinning.

@Huang Zitao "very. it's a big turn on taozi" he smirked as he kept playing with himself. having fully hardened again he twisted the crown of his gently and hissed at the pleasure jolting through him. He wetted his own fingers and reached his other hand down so he could play with his entrance until he pushed a finger in. whimpering and while he kept his eyes fixed on tao. "you're so hot like that babe."

@Zhou Mi Tao kept his eyes on Zhoumi, smirking a little as he lapped his tongue at , at the feeling before wrapping his lips around himself again, moving his head up and down, pumping whatever he couldn't reach. He pulled off with a pop once more, smiling as he his lips. "Are you enjoying the show, Mimi ge~?"

Zhou mi sat back. Watching tao with deep concentration. softly while watching him. And stroking himself while he kept his eyes on tao. He cursed softly seeing tao bend in such a way to reach his own . The sight made zhou mi hard again. He moaned and jerked off in front of tao. Highly enjoying the show given.

@Zhou Mi Tao groaned as he watched Zhoumi , closing his eyes so it wouldn't get in his eyes, feeling the hot streaks hit his face and tongue. He giggled a little and opened his eyes, scooping the off his cheek, doing his best to all of the off of his face. He gladly on Zhoumi's , away all the on his . Tao moved his tongue around, the off Zhoumi's balls, stomach, and thighs. Tao smirked as he kissed Zhoumi back and nodded, pulling away so he had enough room. He pulled his legs back and leaned down, pumping his so it was at its full length again, wrapping his lips around the head. He groaned, on the head of his own , lapping at the slit.

@Huang Zitao " tao.." he panted hard and tossed his head back. he could hardly imagine what his husband told him but the idea was so hot it send him right over the edge. "holy mother of- !" he moaned loud feeling his powerful take over. His streamed out in long white ribbons falling all over Tao's face, his chest and part of the car's backseat. He groaned loud and grabbed Tao by his hair to force him to clean. " yes. that , mmhh" after that he yanked Tao's head back and slammed his lips on tao's. growling against them. "give your daddy a show then."

@Zhou Mi Tao, on command, nodded and let out a lewd moan, reaching down to slap his against his stomach a few times before releasing all over his stomach, hand, chest, and even part of the car's interior. He nodded again, making a ty whimpering, needy noise. "Daddy all over my face~" He pulled off of Zhoumi's and turned around, leaning down to pump Zhoumi's rapidly, opening his mouth wide and sticking his tongue out, waiting for the hot to hit his tongue and face. "Daddy~ You ed my so good~ all over my ty face please~" He lapped at the slit of Zhoumi's like a kitten, batting his eyes at the elder. "I'll on my own for Daddy if he cums~" Oh yes. Tao had found he was flexible enough to pull his legs back and on his own . He'd been wanting to do it for his lover for a while now.

@Huang Zitao Zhou Mi was surprised he could actually follow up on that. he didn't think he could go harder and faster but he did. Rutting his hips wilder then an animal. he ed Tao the hardest he could. becoming light headed from all the roughness and the kink. he loved it. oh he loved it so much. also because Tao was his partner in crime. His lover. his husband. the one sharing this lovely roughness with him. "hmm yeah you little . i'm ing you so hard. god you take me in so deep" zhou Mi pushed in even deeper. feeling he was nearly splitting the boy in two. "! all over yourself . Scream for your daddy. scream and ." he d Tao even faster. squeezing the head everytime. "ing and taste yourself!" he groaned feeling his own stomach warn him he was close. "hmm want to turn around and please your daddy? want to get my hot on your ty face?" he panted hard and was he close. it wouldn't take him long to tumble over the edge now.

@Zhou Mi Giggling, Tao nodded. "Mm I love it when you call me a , daddy. I deserve it. I'm such a little . I love being spanked~ I'm so ing naughty~" He sat up slightly so his back was pressed to Zhoumi's chest, moans escaping his lips. "Mm ing daddy, your is ing me so good~" He nodded at the command to moan loudly, immediately obliging. " daddy! You me so good~" He gasped at the pumping of his , choking and smiling a little as he moaned. "! Daddy my dirty little harder~"

@Huang Zitao Zhou Mi grinned and took a tight grip on a fistfull of tao's hair. yanking his head backwards. "there's a good little . moving back on me like a . you're good at that aren't you? you love it when daddy calls you a . huh. you love it when daddy spanks you" with his free hand he hit tao's cheeks hard. making the red skin even brighter red. rutting his hips faster and rougher. slamming into tao's prostate like he tried to destroy it. He yanked tao back by his hair. "moan you little . nice and loud. let the world know you belong to me. you're daddy's little ." He slapped Tao's hard a few more times. reaching around him to grip firmly around tao's dripping . stroking him furiously. His other hand moved from tao's hair to around his throat. cutting off half of tao's air supply. "hmm you're so tight. so nice ing your little boy ."

@Zhou Mi Tao nodded quickly, letting out ty moans, his back arching beautifully, much like a cat's. "Oh yes daddy! I'm your little ~ I'm such a ing for your , buried deep in my ing ." He groaned and bit his lips, bouncing slightly against Zhoumi's , panting a little and reaching back to slap his own , eliciting another lewd moan. "Oh daddy yes~!" He shivered, loving calling his boyfriend daddy. He felt so deliciously ty, and he knew his boyfriend didn't mind it, loved it even. "Mm yes, me hard. my hard, daddy~" Tao bit his lip and growled softly. "Daddy pull my hair. I'm such a naughty little ~"