Oi.... I'd like to request Jaekyun and Dan from Jinx.......... you said I could send anything.........don't humiliate me......
For the lee, ler dynamic I was thinking maybe switch? like revenge 🤓
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Se Fabi tem 100 fãs eu sou um deles
Se Fabi tem 1 fã esse sou eu
Se Fabi tem 0 fãs eu já morri
Queria colocar no anônimo pq é um desejo muito sincero porém extremamente cringe e redflag.....mas eu sou corajosa...
Ai, vê se eu posso com uma coisa dessas bicho. Maior lero lero pra pedir fic do CEO lutador da quebrada dono do morro e do passivo fisioterapeuta de esquerda
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AMG TE AMO MTO OBRIGADO POR TUDO VC EH INCRIVEL ESPERO QUE GOSTE!!!!
"Fuck, that hurts," Jaekyung groaned, looking over his shoulder as Dan pressed and squeezed the muscles of his right calf. Right, this was supposed to help him heal and get better quickly, then why the hell did it hurt more than getting hit or a leg day at the gym?!
He wanted to curse and complain again, but his words were strangled and held back in his throat as Dan's thumbs drilled into his skin. Jaekyung clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth, his hands clenched at the therapy bed as the whole treatment felt like Dan was trying to rip his leg off his body.
Jaekyung heard a soft sigh coming from the end of the bed before the pressure over his calf was over. "We're almost done, mr. Joo," Dan hummed and poured another bead of lotion in his hand. He rubbed them together to warm it up and looked back at Jaekyung, smiling slightly.
"Tch," Jaekyung scoffed, crossing his arms under his head. He couldn't really yell at Dan, not with that smile plastered on his face. He closed his eyes, trying to steel himself before the "treatment" started again.
However, it didn't hurt this time.
As Dan's fingers slid and kneaded Jaekyung's sole, the fighter barked out a laugh, surprised at his own reaction. He kicked his foot, trying to dislodge it from Dan's grip. "K-Kim Dahan— agh, t-the fuhuhuck are you dohoing?!"
"H-Hold on, mr. Joo," Dan gasped, trying to use his weight to pin Jaekyung's leg and continue massaging his foot, "I can't treat you like this!"
"Y-you ahahare tihihickling me! L-Let goho!" Jaekyung demanded, trying to push himself off the bed. His arms trembled, weakened with laughter that only seemed to grow louder as the massage went on.
He didn't know if it was the lotion or if Dan just decided to be too gentle after hearing him complain about the pain, but Jaekyung simply couldn't stand it. He didn't even think he would be this ticklish himself, but the feeling was quickly growing unbearable, overwhelming even.
The difference between their levels of strength was also becoming clearer. Dan could barely keep one of Jaekyung's legs still, even when he was putting his whole body on the task. "T-try to hold still, pleaAH!"
"You— hah, c'mere!" Jaekyung groaned, managing to grab Dan by the back of his clothes when he tried to straddle his legs. Jaekyung effortlessly pulled the other man next to him and trapped Dan into a strong, tight embrace. "The fuck do you think you're doing, huh?"
"W-wahait, mr. J-Joo! DOHohon't— ahaha, p-plehehease, I wahahas wohohorking!" Dan laughed brightly as Jaekyung tickled his stomach. He tried to pry Jaekyung's arm off him, tapping at the strong limb in a vein attempt to appeal to the other's mercy. "I-I'm sohohorry! AHAhah, p-plehehease, it tihihickles!"
"Don't come complaining now, you started it," Jaekyung chuckled, his cheek almost pressing against Dan's ear as he snuggled closer, trying to make enough room for both of them in the bed. "If this treatment is as good as you say, you should get some yourself, Kim Dan."