Translator (1/1)

“Milky Kim Heechul!”  I shouted as I saw him enter the stage.  I went to all of the Super Junior concerts like it was my occupation.  They were actually; starting today I was on charge of being their translator.  My brother, Leeteuk got me this job but for some reason he would never introduce me to his members.Flashback‘I want you to know me as your brother, not Super Junior’s leader.  I’ll let you meet them yourself with your own hard work.  That’s why I’m giving you this job.  But you also need to pass the application, I only recommended you.’ Leeteuk smiled.End FlashbackGosh he could be so cliché!  I kept screaming for Heechul, gosh damn he was sexy and was going to be mine.  I would be able to meet them after this concert and make him mine!After ConcertSigh…step…sigh…step…sig-“Oppa!”  I hit Leeteuk.“I can’t believe you qualify for this job.”  I looked at him, he could be a good brother at times.  So I trust he had better have a good reason for acting this way.“Hey guys!  This is my younger sister, Skye.”  I saw SuJu ogle me as we walked into the room.“Yah!  How come you didn’t show her to us earlier?!  She’s gorgeous!”  I shut down, hearing these work of arts compliment me.  I kept doing 90 degree bows, my conscious clearly nonexistent.  But it immediately came back as I felt a hand brush my butt.  I instinctively grabbed the hand, pulling it back, looking into the eyes of Kim Heechul’.  His eyes were misty, lost, but the smirk on his mouth made me gaze at him with my jaw agape.  I quickly released him but I couldn’t release his eyes from my thought.  “I told you guys not to touch my sister!  You guys can touch other girls but not her!”  Leeteuk started shouting.  So the reason why he didn’t want me here…is because SuJu is a group of perverts?“You want to quit Skye?”  Leeteuk whispered in my ear, grasping my hand tightly.“If you guys want to touch me…you can…but beware of the consequences.”  I smirked, staring into the shiny eyes of 13 men.  They weren’t going to defeat me.  My gaze stopped at Kim Heechul, a smirk on his face, a smirk of challenge.Fan Meeting Later That DayI quickly ran up to Heechul, who motioned me over.  He pointed to German words.“What does this say?”  I grinded my teeth, this sneaky bastard.“Saranghae.”  I whispered into his ears as he kept signing papers.  I looked at the smirk on his face.  Ooh this cocky bastard!  I was going to get him.2 months laterI finally got 12 members off my ass as I settled into my job.  I couldn’t defeat that one Km Heechul though.  I sighed staring at the ceiling.  It was a clear white, clearer than my feelings.  I was thinking about Heechul a lot lately.  I planned every day just to defeat him…but even if I did, what was the point?  Why do I even bother anymore?“I’m home!”  I hear Heechul walk in, slipping off his shoes.  I moved into the SuJu dorms, now their all-round practical slave.“Skye, I need help with something.”  I kept staring at the ceiling, watching the fan rotate.“What do you need, Heechul-sshi” I emphasized lazily.  I was emotional lately.I heard him walk into his room, how rude.  I started at the ceiling for a little more, noticing a paper shoved into my view.  I moaned, it blocked the clear ceiling.  Then I looked at the paper closely, realizing it looked familiar.  It was…oh god!  A fan letter I sent to Heechul years ago!  It was still in mint condition.“I need you to translate this.”  He said, waving the letter in front of my widened eyes.“What!?  It’s in Korean!”  He kept waving the paper in my face, making me agitated.  I grabbed it, reading it.“MilkyKimHeechulIfellinlovewithyouthemomentIsawyouificouldmarryyouiwoulddoitnownowidoubt-“I read nonchalantly, wanting to get this over with.  “What’s the big deal?  It’s any regular fan letter.”  Heechul pointed at the end.  “But before all of this and that…I want to at least get to know you, because your pretty face isn’t all that.  –Park Skye” I dropped the paper.  I totally forgot about the feelings I had for him.  I was so absorbed into defeating him.  I grabbed him, kissing him roughly on the lips, once, twice, and then he licked my lips, asking for entrance.  He grabbed ahold of my body as I opened my lips, allowing him to roam my mouth as I pinched his tushie, something I’ve been wanted to do for years.  We made our way to his room, throwing out shirts off, locking the door.  He pushed me onto his bed, making me lose my breath.  He smirked, crawling ontop of me.  He grabbed my breasts, indicating a moan, engaging more as I felt myself get wet.  He pulled up my bra, the rush of the moment made him lazy.  He quickly got off our pants, unable to wait.  His tongue swirled around my nipples as his manhood plopped out, rubbing against me, hard and ready.  I moaned and started to grind against him, lathering my wetness onto him.  He flipped me over, pushing himself in without a moment’s notice.“Heechullll…”  I moaned, my breasts bouncing uncontrollably, my eyes hitting the back of my head with each pound into my body.  I cried out as I felt his load come into me.  Satifyingly plopping down onto the bed.Heechul’s POV, morningI played with her hair, a smile on my face.  “I guess I won.”  I smirked, knowing my smirks annoyed her.“Then I guess you had to suffer the consequences.”  She smiled at me, kissing me and grabbing a hold of my manhood. _______________________________Because I'm lazy~