{One-Shot} Cucumbers
Title: Cucumbers
Characters: Jaejoong and Changmin (JaeMin)
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Someone has stolen Jaejoong’s cucumbers
Warnings This story contains detailed smut and food-play. You’ve been warned.
A/N: This one-shot was written for Every_Journal.
I hope you enjoy!
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“What the hell happened to the kitchen?” Yunho gasps upon entering the kitchen to find cabinet doors and the fridge door flung open with their contents laying strewn across the island in the center of the kitchen.
Jaejoong peeks his head around the freezer door, a box of frozen pizza clutched in his right hand. “Someone stole my cucumbers.” He growls, tossing the pizza back into the freezer and slamming the door.
“So you set off a bomb in the kitchen?” Yunho breathes, turning horrified gaze across the dismantled kitchen.
“I need to make cucumber kimchi.” Jaejoong growls, narrowing his eyes at Yunho before he moves back to the open pantry door.
“So you set off a bomb in the kitchen!” Yunho growls again, stalking forward to gather up the numerous bags of chips, cereal boxes and instant ramen packages. “You can’t just make a huge mess like this because of some missing…where are you going?” Yunho questions, turning his head to watch Jaejoong stalk out of the kitchen muttering something about ignorant youth.
“You can’t just leave this for me to clean up!” He calls, dropping the food back onto the counter with a pout.
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“Take my cucumbers will you, you brat?” Jaejoong growls under his breath as he goes stalking down the hall.
Those cucumbers are his babies that he so painstakingly searched for amongst the piles of other unworthy and imperfect vegetables. Those cucumbers are the tools with which he was going to create beautiful cucumber kimchi.
Jaejoong reaches the door, hands clenched at his side as he pulls to a stop and aims a glare at the white wood.
“Changmin, open the door, right now!” He calls, lifting his right fist to pound it against the sturdy wood.
“Doors unlocked.” Changmin’s muffled voice returns in a surprisingly calm manner.
Jaejoong purses his lips at swiftly pushes the door open, expecting to find Changmin dishing off the last of the two cucumbers he’d stolen. What he actually found was something that left a dark flush across his cheeks.
There’s Changmin. On his bed. Totally naked. He’s reclined in a relaxed manner, right arm underneath his head while his left hand strokes lazily at the long length of Jaejoong’s kidnapped cucumber.
Jaejoong forgets to breath for a moment, eyes large as he watches the trail of Changmin’s hand along the length of the green vegetable. “What the hell are you doing to my cucumber!” He snaps as he storms over to the bed and jerks the vegetable out of Changmin’s grasp.
Changmin stills his movements, looking up at Jaejoong with a slightly furrowed brow. “That’s not the reaction I was looking for.” He mutters thoughtfully as he gets to his knees and faces Jaejoong’s rather livid face. “What, my sexy and irresistible body doesn’t even get a second glance in the presence of your holy cucumber?” He feigns a pout, lifting his hand to let it trail lightly down Jaejoong’s clothed abdomen.
“Where’s the other cucumber, Changmin?” Jaejoong growls, batting away the younger male’s hand.
“In order to get your other cucumber back, you have to play a game with me.” Changmin purrs lightly, seeming undeterred by Jaejoong’s initial refusal.
“I’m not negotiating with you. Give me the cucumber.” Jaejoong growls, extending his hand for the vegetable.
“Neither am I. You either do it my way, or get past hordes of screaming fans to get to the store. Which one’s it gonna be?” Changmin questions, lips holding a smirk as if he already knows Jaejoong’s answer’s.
Jaejoong gives Changmin a long look before forcefully pushing the younger male back onto the bed.
“Is this what you’re looking for? You want me to buy my cucumbers back with sex?” He breaths, straddling Changmin’s hips as his hands feather down the boy’s exposed body.
“That’s part of it.” Changmin huffs, muscles bunching as Jaejoong’s probing fingers smooth over his abdomen.
“What’s the other part?” Jaejoong growls, his mouth lowering to place a small bite on Changmin’s collarbone.
“I want you to fuck me with your precious cucumber.” Changmin purrs, his arms snaking around Jaejoong’s well-muscled shoulders.
“The vegetable?” Jaejoong draws back slightly, brow furrowed in confusion.
Changmin blinks up at him for a moment, his left eyebrow arching slightly, “Oh no, I always call your dick precious cucumber. Yes I meant the vegetable!” Changmin fires back with a roll of his eyes.
“Why?” He sits up, hands pressed lightly against Changmin’s sturdy chest.
“I had a dream about it last night.” He confides as he sits up and plants a kiss against Jaejoong’s jaw.
“You’re not allowed to eat after midnight anymore, Changmin.” Jaejoong sighs as he pushes the younger male back onto the bed and leans down to hover over the well-toned body.
“If I fuck you with my cucumber then I’ll still have to go out and buy new cucumbers anyway.” He points out whilst pressing feather-soft kissing along the length of Changmin’s neck.
“Oh, it’s nothing that a good cleaning couldn’t take care of. After that you’ll still be able to make your cucumber kimchi.” Changmin purrs before turning his head to catch Jaejoong’s lips in a kiss.
Jaejoong finds himself surrendering slightly, eyes fluttering shut as he pushes his tongue past the younger boy’s full lips. He savors the warm feeling of Changmin’s mouth; he savors the feeling of the younger male’s tongue brushing lightly against his own.
He withdraws his tongue and sucks Changmin’s bottom lip into his mouth, nipping softly at the supple skin for a moment before he deepens the kiss again and runs his hand up Changmin’s side.
The kiss is slow, but there’s an almost angry edge hiding behind the languorous brush of lips and tongues.
Jaejoong moves his mouth downwards, lip ghosting over the soft stubble along Changmin’s defined jaw. He lets his tongue flicker out of his mouth to lave across the underside of Changmin’s chin, his mouth tingling with the salty flavor.
Changmin lets out a pleased grunt at the lick before he lifts his hands and cups Jaejoong’s ass, holding the older boy steady so they can grind their erections together.
Both of them gasp at the friction and Jaejoong attaches his lips to the soft skin of Changmin’s neck. He sucks the supple skin into his mouth, laving his tongue over it for a moment before he draws back and admires the red spot already forming along perfect skin.
They writhe against each other for a moment, breaths coming in hot gasps against each other as they build they’re passion and desire for each other.
“Clothes are in the way.” Changmin pants as he lifts Jaejoong’s shirt over the smaller male’s head.
Jaejoong grunts his annoyance as he lifts himself on his knees and quickly unbuttons his jeans. He rolls onto his back in order to get the denim off, his hips thrust into are as he shimmies the cloth downward.
Once jeans and boxers had been removed, Jaejoong returns to his spot over Changmin, reveling in the feel of hot skin under his own flaming body. He claims Changmin’s lips for a heated kiss, his tongue delving into the younger male’s mouth over and over again.
“Anytime you’re ready, old man.” Changmin grunts as he shifts his head to the side to allow Jaejoong room to kiss his neck.
“Impatience is a sign of your youth.” Jaejoong growls, chest rumbling softly against Changmin’s sensitized body. “Seems like your more eager for the cucumber that you are for me.” He adds as he slides down Changmin’s body, tongue laving across one erect nipple.
Changmin gasps and rolls into the touch. His hands seek control in Jaejoong’s hair as his eyes glaze over and he bites his lower lip.
“That’s not true, is it Changmin?” Jaejoong breathes as he sinks lower, lips feathering softly over the taut plane of Changmin’s abdomen.
“Because last I checked, a cucumber couldn’t give you head.” He mummers as he comes to a halt just over Changmin’s weeping arousal. He wants to hear that whimper from the back of Changmin’s throat; he wants to see that pleading look mixed in with the confusion of arousal in the boy’s dark eyes. Jaejoong always gets what he wants.
The whimper echoes from Changmin’s body and he bites at his lower lip, eyes large and pleading with his older band mate.
“Beg for it.” Jaejoong growls, pulling his mouth away an inch. He wants to hear that snarky child whimpering his name as he’s done on so many other occasions. Be it in the shower, or in the kitchen when the other members had gone out with friends.
“No.” The look of defiance settles in Changmin’s eyes and he licks his dried lips as if to set some unspoken challenge.
“Hm, that’s a pity.” Jaejoong hums, his fingers rubbing softly against the base of Changmin’s cock. “I was so looking forward to hearing your cry my name while I sucked you off. But if you don’t want to play by the rules.” Jaejoong sighs and pulls his hand away, hiding a smirk at Changmin’s whimper.
He sits up and looks down at Changmin. He can see the confliction there and he knows the boy’s walls of defiance are slowly being eaten away by his own desire and arousal. It’ll just take one more push to have him over the edge.
“I guess I’ll go get ready to go shopping then.” Jaejoong sighs, shifting his weight towards the edge of the bed.
“Please, Jaejoong!” Changmin bursts desperately, gripping Jaejoong’s left forearm. “I’ll beg for it.” He breathes, tugging to get Jaejoong fully on the bed again.
“See, that’s all it takes.” Jaejoong chuckles darkly, hands rubbing lightly over Changmin’s tensed body.
“Now, what was it that you wanted?” Jaejoong questions as he slides down Changmin’s body until his lips are hover just over the younger male’s dick.
“Give me head, Jaejoong.” Changmin pants, the anticipation clear in the way he clutches at the cream-colored sheets. “Please.” He adds upon seeing Jaejoong’s slightly arched brows.
“Good boy.” Jaejoong chuckles as he leans down and flicks his tongue over the tip of Changmin’s erection. He shivers when he hears the quiet gasp, his mind pulling up images of Changmin with his head thrown back and sweat beading along his well-toned body. He would be so open and defenseless, laid out like a feast to satiate Jaejoong’s hunger.
After taking just a moment longer to admire the view, Jaejoong leans forward and envelopes the tip of Changmin’s cock with moist lips shiny with a mixture of saliva and pre-cum.
The younger boy mewls his pleasure, breathing in short gasps that send shivers of pleasure straight down Jaejoong’s spine.
Jaejoong sucks at the hard flesh, making lascivious slurping sounds as he curls his tongue around the tip of the younger boy’s arousal.
“C’mon, Jae. C’mon, c’mon.” Changmin pants, gripping the cucumber in a white-knuckle grasp.
Jaejoong can’t help but chuckle at the wanton desire and impatience in Changmin’s voice. He doesn’t doubt that Changmin would impale himself with the vegetable if the pace didn’t pick up.
“What’s the rush, babe?” Jaejoong breathes, pulling his mouth off the heavy dick. His eyes rake over the saliva-slicked flesh with a look of open appreciation.
“All of this is really turning me on. I swear I won’t make it if you keep on with the sucking and humming and the slurping.” Changmin pants as he extends the cucumber to his smirking lover.
“You…are such a freak.” Jaejoong chuckles as he takes the vegetable and holds it in one hand. ‘Why didn’t I ever think of this?’ He wonders as he reaches for the bottle of lube sitting on the nightstand.
“You’re the one who’s going to fuck me with the cucumber.” Changmin fires back, chin tilting upwards slightly in his signature show of defiance.
“Yeah, and you’re the one that’s close to bursting from the mere thought of me shoving this up your ass.” Jaejoong shot back, waving the green vegetable at his sweaty band mate. He meant the remark to come off as sarcastic, but he could feel the amused smile tilting his lips upwards as he coated his fingers with a good amount of lubricant.
“Like you’ve never thought about getting fucked with food.” Changmin huffs as he spreads his legs and lifts his knees to give Jaejoong clear passage.
“I like to use food for what it was intended.” Jaejoong fires off as he moves forward, one hand running lightly over the soft skin of Changmin’s thigh.
“So you’ve never seen a banana and wondered what it would be like to have it inside of you?” Changmin’s voice grows slightly breathless as the first of Jaejoong’s fingers teases at his puckered entrance.
Jaejoong quirks an eyebrow at his boyfriend, “Your food fetish makes Yunho’s fur fetish seem totally normal.” He finishes his statement by sliding a finger deep into Changmin, lips twitching at the sharp intake of air from the younger male.
“There’s nothing normal about Yunho’s fur fetish.” Changmin pants, wiggling on the bed in some attempt to get more from Jaejoong. “At least, not since we found his collection under his bed.”
“To each his own.” Jaejoong responds with a slight laugh as he sinks in a second finger into his boyfriend’s willing body.
“You didn’t…” Changmin gasps, grinding his hips down onto the fingers in his body. “You didn’t answer my…my question.”
“You want me to talk or fuck you with a cucumber?” Jaejoong breathes in a husky voice as he inserts his third finger. He twists the digits and curls them slightly, a smile lighting up his face as he finds Changmin’s prostate and runs his fingers over it.
The younger boy convulses on the bed, hands fidgeting uselessly on the bed as if he’s not sure what to do with himself in the face of Jaejoong’s talented fingers.
“More.” He groans in a deep voice, only managing to pull one word from the jumble of his pleasure-drunk mind.
“My pleasure, babe.” Jaejoong chuckles as he pulls out his fingers and reaches for the green length of vegetable lying next to him on the bed.
Changmin lets out a low moan of anticipation, his eyes glowing with excitement as he watches Jaejoong slick the cucumber with lube. “You’ve never wanted this before?” He prompts in a breathless voice, hips wiggling on the bed slightly as he watches the way Jaejoong’s fingers glide over the slick vegetable.
“Changmin…” Jaejoong nearly sighs as he shifts his position and presses the cucumber against Changmin’s entrance, “you wanna sit and have a heart-to-heart or would you like me to do sinful things to you using this cucumber?” He punctuates the question by giving a sharp little push that pressed the tip of the cucumber into the younger male’s body.
Changmin sucks in a small breath, teeth worrying at his lower lip as Jaejoong slides the vegetable further in. “This talk isn’t over.” The boy manages to pant before letting out a shocked little gasp.
“It is for now.” Jaejoong chuckles, pausing once he has half the cucumber sheathed in Changmin’s body. “So how is it?”
Changmin arches a single brow at him before letting out a slight chuckle. “A little cold and painful. But I hear friction can fix both of those things.” The young singer gives his lover a pointed stare before grinding down on the vegetable.
“Now is hardly the time to be giving me sass, Changmin.” Jaejoong fires back as he nearly pulls the vegetable completely from the younger male’s body. “After all, I’m the one with all the control here.” He adds with a slight smirk as he drives back in, earning himself a gasp of pleasure from the boy laid out before him.
Changmin only gives a few grunts of protest to Jaejoong’s words, his body arching off the bed in some futile attempt to gain more friction. “No…teasing!” Changmin groans, fisting the sheets with sweaty palms.
Jaejoong bites his lower lip at the sight before him. He’s always loved this picture of Changmin. The defenseless and open Changmin; the one that’s let all the walls fall down and is simply reveling in the pleasure that Jaejoong can bring him.
Jaejoong sets up a steady rhythm with the vegetable, his other hand sneaking down to wrap around his own painfully erect dick. Never has he imagined that this sight would be such a big turn on for him.
“Jaejoong!” Changmin cries, reaching out a hand to jerk the older male closer. “Why so far away?” He adds in a throaty growl as he latches onto Jaejoong’s dry lips, tongues immediately slipping into the warm cavern of the other males mouth.
They writhe against each other for a moment, sweat slicked skin brushing and rubbing, only standing to intensify their growing pleasure.
Jaejoong nips at Changmin’s lower lip, giving a long, low groan when he feels the other male’s large hand wrapping around his erection.
He’s nearly lost in his sea of pleasure, focusing on nothing more than the male lying underneath him. He can feeling nothing but what those hands and lips do to him; nothing but the feeling of the younger male opening up for him.
Changmin breaks the kiss and nuzzles his head in the crook of Jaejoong’s neck. His breathing is heavy, edged in soft little moans and mewls as Jaejoong drives the cucumber into his body with quick, efficient thrusts.
“I don’t want the cucumber anymore…I want you, Jae.”
Jaejoong moans as Changmin’s words reach his ears, hot breath stimulating the sensitive skin on his neck. A shiver slides down his spine as he quickly pulls the cucumber out of the younger male. He’s coated his erection with lube in record time and is soon sinking into Changmin’s welcoming heat. He throws back his head, eyes shut as intense pleasure rockets through his entire frame. No matter how many times he’s done this to Changmin, it never loses its intensity or pleasure. It always feels like the first time.
When he looks back down he feels his mouth water at the sight of Changmin’s muscles flexing as he lifts his lower body off the bed, long legs wrapping around Jaejoong’s slim frame.
He picks up the speed of his thrusts, needy gasps slipping from his lips every time he sinks back into the tight warmth of Changmin’s body.
He knows from the stifled groans that the younger male is on the verge of his orgasm, teetering on the edge in some attempt to hold onto the moment.
Jaejoong leans forward, pressing his lips against the younger male’s right ear, “come on, Changmin, I know you wanna cum for me. You wanna give it all to me, ‘cause I own you.” He licks the shell of Changmin’s ear, enjoying the shudder from the other male.
“No.” Changmin pants, turning his head away in a show of defiance. He always did have problems with giving up total control.
“You’re so close, I can feel it. You’d lose it if I touched you.” Jaejoong taunts softly as he leans back and lets his hand hover a mere inch away from Changmin’s cock. He slows his thrusts slightly feeling himself approaching the edge all too quickly.
“You d-don’t own me.” Changmin fires back, his defiant tone slightly ruined by the low moan that escapes his lips as Jaejoong slows.
“Oh, but I do, Changmin. I do.” Jaejoong responds, lowering his hand to wrap it firmly around Changmin’s leaking erection.
He shifts his hand a fraction and he knows from the sudden tightening of Changmin’s entire body that it’s worked.
The younger male arches off the bed, eyes closed and mouth open to release a mewl of pure pleasure, Jaejoong’s name carried under his breath.
The sight of his lover’s climax and the feel of pulsing muscles tips Jaejoong over the edge and he loses himself in his orgasm, eyes closed and mouth open in a silent moan.
After the waves of pleasure begin to fade, he falls to the bed next to his lover, hands stroking absently through the younger male’s hair.
“Good as you hoped?” He slurs slightly, inching closer to the panting male.
“Better.” Changmin responds, eyes dazed as he turns to look at Jaejoong. “You can have the cucumber back.” He adds with a sated smirk, moving his head to rest it against Jaejoong’s shoulder.
Jaejoong chuckles softly, head shaking as he pulls up the covers and nestles close to his lover.
“Jaejoong.”
“Yeah.”
“Admit it, you wanna get fucked with a cucumber.”
“Go to sleep, Changmin.”
“I knew it!”
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Jaejoong placed the last grocery bag on the table before turning to offer Junsu a smile. “Watcha eatin’?” He questions, eyeing the container Junsu’s eating out of.
“The cucumber kimchi you made. It’s really good.” The younger male responds from behind a mouthful of food.
Jaejoong just manages to hold back a smirk, his teeth clenching at his lower lip. “Yeah, I had a special way of preparing it.” He responds before turning back to put away the groceries.
“Hey!” Jaejoong’s brow furrows as he begins to root through all his bags. “Where the hell are the bananas?” He pauses, head lifted and eyes narrowing.
“Changmin!”
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A/N: So this only took me…forever. I’m really sorry it took me so long to fulfill the request. I’ve been suffering an insane case of writer’s block. Hope this was what you were looking for, Every_Journal!
I actually have cucumber kimchi the other day. I laughed so hard when I saw it. It makes me have dirty thoughts xD
I also had a dream last night that Changmin was pregnant. No lie. It was so weird. He looked so funky. Weird dream.
Characters: Jaejoong and Changmin (JaeMin)
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Someone has stolen Jaejoong’s cucumbers
Warnings This story contains detailed smut and food-play. You’ve been warned.
A/N: This one-shot was written for Every_Journal.
I hope you enjoy!
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“What the hell happened to the kitchen?” Yunho gasps upon entering the kitchen to find cabinet doors and the fridge door flung open with their contents laying strewn across the island in the center of the kitchen.
Jaejoong peeks his head around the freezer door, a box of frozen pizza clutched in his right hand. “Someone stole my cucumbers.” He growls, tossing the pizza back into the freezer and slamming the door.
“So you set off a bomb in the kitchen?” Yunho breathes, turning horrified gaze across the dismantled kitchen.
“I need to make cucumber kimchi.” Jaejoong growls, narrowing his eyes at Yunho before he moves back to the open pantry door.
“So you set off a bomb in the kitchen!” Yunho growls again, stalking forward to gather up the numerous bags of chips, cereal boxes and instant ramen packages. “You can’t just make a huge mess like this because of some missing…where are you going?” Yunho questions, turning his head to watch Jaejoong stalk out of the kitchen muttering something about ignorant youth.
“You can’t just leave this for me to clean up!” He calls, dropping the food back onto the counter with a pout.
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“Take my cucumbers will you, you brat?” Jaejoong growls under his breath as he goes stalking down the hall.
Those cucumbers are his babies that he so painstakingly searched for amongst the piles of other unworthy and imperfect vegetables. Those cucumbers are the tools with which he was going to create beautiful cucumber kimchi.
Jaejoong reaches the door, hands clenched at his side as he pulls to a stop and aims a glare at the white wood.
“Changmin, open the door, right now!” He calls, lifting his right fist to pound it against the sturdy wood.
“Doors unlocked.” Changmin’s muffled voice returns in a surprisingly calm manner.
Jaejoong purses his lips at swiftly pushes the door open, expecting to find Changmin dishing off the last of the two cucumbers he’d stolen. What he actually found was something that left a dark flush across his cheeks.
There’s Changmin. On his bed. Totally naked. He’s reclined in a relaxed manner, right arm underneath his head while his left hand strokes lazily at the long length of Jaejoong’s kidnapped cucumber.
Jaejoong forgets to breath for a moment, eyes large as he watches the trail of Changmin’s hand along the length of the green vegetable. “What the hell are you doing to my cucumber!” He snaps as he storms over to the bed and jerks the vegetable out of Changmin’s grasp.
Changmin stills his movements, looking up at Jaejoong with a slightly furrowed brow. “That’s not the reaction I was looking for.” He mutters thoughtfully as he gets to his knees and faces Jaejoong’s rather livid face. “What, my sexy and irresistible body doesn’t even get a second glance in the presence of your holy cucumber?” He feigns a pout, lifting his hand to let it trail lightly down Jaejoong’s clothed abdomen.
“Where’s the other cucumber, Changmin?” Jaejoong growls, batting away the younger male’s hand.
“In order to get your other cucumber back, you have to play a game with me.” Changmin purrs lightly, seeming undeterred by Jaejoong’s initial refusal.
“I’m not negotiating with you. Give me the cucumber.” Jaejoong growls, extending his hand for the vegetable.
“Neither am I. You either do it my way, or get past hordes of screaming fans to get to the store. Which one’s it gonna be?” Changmin questions, lips holding a smirk as if he already knows Jaejoong’s answer’s.
Jaejoong gives Changmin a long look before forcefully pushing the younger male back onto the bed.
“Is this what you’re looking for? You want me to buy my cucumbers back with sex?” He breaths, straddling Changmin’s hips as his hands feather down the boy’s exposed body.
“That’s part of it.” Changmin huffs, muscles bunching as Jaejoong’s probing fingers smooth over his abdomen.
“What’s the other part?” Jaejoong growls, his mouth lowering to place a small bite on Changmin’s collarbone.
“I want you to fuck me with your precious cucumber.” Changmin purrs, his arms snaking around Jaejoong’s well-muscled shoulders.
“The vegetable?” Jaejoong draws back slightly, brow furrowed in confusion.
Changmin blinks up at him for a moment, his left eyebrow arching slightly, “Oh no, I always call your dick precious cucumber. Yes I meant the vegetable!” Changmin fires back with a roll of his eyes.
“Why?” He sits up, hands pressed lightly against Changmin’s sturdy chest.
“I had a dream about it last night.” He confides as he sits up and plants a kiss against Jaejoong’s jaw.
“You’re not allowed to eat after midnight anymore, Changmin.” Jaejoong sighs as he pushes the younger male back onto the bed and leans down to hover over the well-toned body.
“If I fuck you with my cucumber then I’ll still have to go out and buy new cucumbers anyway.” He points out whilst pressing feather-soft kissing along the length of Changmin’s neck.
“Oh, it’s nothing that a good cleaning couldn’t take care of. After that you’ll still be able to make your cucumber kimchi.” Changmin purrs before turning his head to catch Jaejoong’s lips in a kiss.
Jaejoong finds himself surrendering slightly, eyes fluttering shut as he pushes his tongue past the younger boy’s full lips. He savors the warm feeling of Changmin’s mouth; he savors the feeling of the younger male’s tongue brushing lightly against his own.
He withdraws his tongue and sucks Changmin’s bottom lip into his mouth, nipping softly at the supple skin for a moment before he deepens the kiss again and runs his hand up Changmin’s side.
The kiss is slow, but there’s an almost angry edge hiding behind the languorous brush of lips and tongues.
Jaejoong moves his mouth downwards, lip ghosting over the soft stubble along Changmin’s defined jaw. He lets his tongue flicker out of his mouth to lave across the underside of Changmin’s chin, his mouth tingling with the salty flavor.
Changmin lets out a pleased grunt at the lick before he lifts his hands and cups Jaejoong’s ass, holding the older boy steady so they can grind their erections together.
Both of them gasp at the friction and Jaejoong attaches his lips to the soft skin of Changmin’s neck. He sucks the supple skin into his mouth, laving his tongue over it for a moment before he draws back and admires the red spot already forming along perfect skin.
They writhe against each other for a moment, breaths coming in hot gasps against each other as they build they’re passion and desire for each other.
“Clothes are in the way.” Changmin pants as he lifts Jaejoong’s shirt over the smaller male’s head.
Jaejoong grunts his annoyance as he lifts himself on his knees and quickly unbuttons his jeans. He rolls onto his back in order to get the denim off, his hips thrust into are as he shimmies the cloth downward.
Once jeans and boxers had been removed, Jaejoong returns to his spot over Changmin, reveling in the feel of hot skin under his own flaming body. He claims Changmin’s lips for a heated kiss, his tongue delving into the younger male’s mouth over and over again.
“Anytime you’re ready, old man.” Changmin grunts as he shifts his head to the side to allow Jaejoong room to kiss his neck.
“Impatience is a sign of your youth.” Jaejoong growls, chest rumbling softly against Changmin’s sensitized body. “Seems like your more eager for the cucumber that you are for me.” He adds as he slides down Changmin’s body, tongue laving across one erect nipple.
Changmin gasps and rolls into the touch. His hands seek control in Jaejoong’s hair as his eyes glaze over and he bites his lower lip.
“That’s not true, is it Changmin?” Jaejoong breathes as he sinks lower, lips feathering softly over the taut plane of Changmin’s abdomen.
“Because last I checked, a cucumber couldn’t give you head.” He mummers as he comes to a halt just over Changmin’s weeping arousal. He wants to hear that whimper from the back of Changmin’s throat; he wants to see that pleading look mixed in with the confusion of arousal in the boy’s dark eyes. Jaejoong always gets what he wants.
The whimper echoes from Changmin’s body and he bites at his lower lip, eyes large and pleading with his older band mate.
“Beg for it.” Jaejoong growls, pulling his mouth away an inch. He wants to hear that snarky child whimpering his name as he’s done on so many other occasions. Be it in the shower, or in the kitchen when the other members had gone out with friends.
“No.” The look of defiance settles in Changmin’s eyes and he licks his dried lips as if to set some unspoken challenge.
“Hm, that’s a pity.” Jaejoong hums, his fingers rubbing softly against the base of Changmin’s cock. “I was so looking forward to hearing your cry my name while I sucked you off. But if you don’t want to play by the rules.” Jaejoong sighs and pulls his hand away, hiding a smirk at Changmin’s whimper.
He sits up and looks down at Changmin. He can see the confliction there and he knows the boy’s walls of defiance are slowly being eaten away by his own desire and arousal. It’ll just take one more push to have him over the edge.
“I guess I’ll go get ready to go shopping then.” Jaejoong sighs, shifting his weight towards the edge of the bed.
“Please, Jaejoong!” Changmin bursts desperately, gripping Jaejoong’s left forearm. “I’ll beg for it.” He breathes, tugging to get Jaejoong fully on the bed again.
“See, that’s all it takes.” Jaejoong chuckles darkly, hands rubbing lightly over Changmin’s tensed body.
“Now, what was it that you wanted?” Jaejoong questions as he slides down Changmin’s body until his lips are hover just over the younger male’s dick.
“Give me head, Jaejoong.” Changmin pants, the anticipation clear in the way he clutches at the cream-colored sheets. “Please.” He adds upon seeing Jaejoong’s slightly arched brows.
“Good boy.” Jaejoong chuckles as he leans down and flicks his tongue over the tip of Changmin’s erection. He shivers when he hears the quiet gasp, his mind pulling up images of Changmin with his head thrown back and sweat beading along his well-toned body. He would be so open and defenseless, laid out like a feast to satiate Jaejoong’s hunger.
After taking just a moment longer to admire the view, Jaejoong leans forward and envelopes the tip of Changmin’s cock with moist lips shiny with a mixture of saliva and pre-cum.
The younger boy mewls his pleasure, breathing in short gasps that send shivers of pleasure straight down Jaejoong’s spine.
Jaejoong sucks at the hard flesh, making lascivious slurping sounds as he curls his tongue around the tip of the younger boy’s arousal.
“C’mon, Jae. C’mon, c’mon.” Changmin pants, gripping the cucumber in a white-knuckle grasp.
Jaejoong can’t help but chuckle at the wanton desire and impatience in Changmin’s voice. He doesn’t doubt that Changmin would impale himself with the vegetable if the pace didn’t pick up.
“What’s the rush, babe?” Jaejoong breathes, pulling his mouth off the heavy dick. His eyes rake over the saliva-slicked flesh with a look of open appreciation.
“All of this is really turning me on. I swear I won’t make it if you keep on with the sucking and humming and the slurping.” Changmin pants as he extends the cucumber to his smirking lover.
“You…are such a freak.” Jaejoong chuckles as he takes the vegetable and holds it in one hand. ‘Why didn’t I ever think of this?’ He wonders as he reaches for the bottle of lube sitting on the nightstand.
“You’re the one who’s going to fuck me with the cucumber.” Changmin fires back, chin tilting upwards slightly in his signature show of defiance.
“Yeah, and you’re the one that’s close to bursting from the mere thought of me shoving this up your ass.” Jaejoong shot back, waving the green vegetable at his sweaty band mate. He meant the remark to come off as sarcastic, but he could feel the amused smile tilting his lips upwards as he coated his fingers with a good amount of lubricant.
“Like you’ve never thought about getting fucked with food.” Changmin huffs as he spreads his legs and lifts his knees to give Jaejoong clear passage.
“I like to use food for what it was intended.” Jaejoong fires off as he moves forward, one hand running lightly over the soft skin of Changmin’s thigh.
“So you’ve never seen a banana and wondered what it would be like to have it inside of you?” Changmin’s voice grows slightly breathless as the first of Jaejoong’s fingers teases at his puckered entrance.
Jaejoong quirks an eyebrow at his boyfriend, “Your food fetish makes Yunho’s fur fetish seem totally normal.” He finishes his statement by sliding a finger deep into Changmin, lips twitching at the sharp intake of air from the younger male.
“There’s nothing normal about Yunho’s fur fetish.” Changmin pants, wiggling on the bed in some attempt to get more from Jaejoong. “At least, not since we found his collection under his bed.”
“To each his own.” Jaejoong responds with a slight laugh as he sinks in a second finger into his boyfriend’s willing body.
“You didn’t…” Changmin gasps, grinding his hips down onto the fingers in his body. “You didn’t answer my…my question.”
“You want me to talk or fuck you with a cucumber?” Jaejoong breathes in a husky voice as he inserts his third finger. He twists the digits and curls them slightly, a smile lighting up his face as he finds Changmin’s prostate and runs his fingers over it.
The younger boy convulses on the bed, hands fidgeting uselessly on the bed as if he’s not sure what to do with himself in the face of Jaejoong’s talented fingers.
“More.” He groans in a deep voice, only managing to pull one word from the jumble of his pleasure-drunk mind.
“My pleasure, babe.” Jaejoong chuckles as he pulls out his fingers and reaches for the green length of vegetable lying next to him on the bed.
Changmin lets out a low moan of anticipation, his eyes glowing with excitement as he watches Jaejoong slick the cucumber with lube. “You’ve never wanted this before?” He prompts in a breathless voice, hips wiggling on the bed slightly as he watches the way Jaejoong’s fingers glide over the slick vegetable.
“Changmin…” Jaejoong nearly sighs as he shifts his position and presses the cucumber against Changmin’s entrance, “you wanna sit and have a heart-to-heart or would you like me to do sinful things to you using this cucumber?” He punctuates the question by giving a sharp little push that pressed the tip of the cucumber into the younger male’s body.
Changmin sucks in a small breath, teeth worrying at his lower lip as Jaejoong slides the vegetable further in. “This talk isn’t over.” The boy manages to pant before letting out a shocked little gasp.
“It is for now.” Jaejoong chuckles, pausing once he has half the cucumber sheathed in Changmin’s body. “So how is it?”
Changmin arches a single brow at him before letting out a slight chuckle. “A little cold and painful. But I hear friction can fix both of those things.” The young singer gives his lover a pointed stare before grinding down on the vegetable.
“Now is hardly the time to be giving me sass, Changmin.” Jaejoong fires back as he nearly pulls the vegetable completely from the younger male’s body. “After all, I’m the one with all the control here.” He adds with a slight smirk as he drives back in, earning himself a gasp of pleasure from the boy laid out before him.
Changmin only gives a few grunts of protest to Jaejoong’s words, his body arching off the bed in some futile attempt to gain more friction. “No…teasing!” Changmin groans, fisting the sheets with sweaty palms.
Jaejoong bites his lower lip at the sight before him. He’s always loved this picture of Changmin. The defenseless and open Changmin; the one that’s let all the walls fall down and is simply reveling in the pleasure that Jaejoong can bring him.
Jaejoong sets up a steady rhythm with the vegetable, his other hand sneaking down to wrap around his own painfully erect dick. Never has he imagined that this sight would be such a big turn on for him.
“Jaejoong!” Changmin cries, reaching out a hand to jerk the older male closer. “Why so far away?” He adds in a throaty growl as he latches onto Jaejoong’s dry lips, tongues immediately slipping into the warm cavern of the other males mouth.
They writhe against each other for a moment, sweat slicked skin brushing and rubbing, only standing to intensify their growing pleasure.
Jaejoong nips at Changmin’s lower lip, giving a long, low groan when he feels the other male’s large hand wrapping around his erection.
He’s nearly lost in his sea of pleasure, focusing on nothing more than the male lying underneath him. He can feeling nothing but what those hands and lips do to him; nothing but the feeling of the younger male opening up for him.
Changmin breaks the kiss and nuzzles his head in the crook of Jaejoong’s neck. His breathing is heavy, edged in soft little moans and mewls as Jaejoong drives the cucumber into his body with quick, efficient thrusts.
“I don’t want the cucumber anymore…I want you, Jae.”
Jaejoong moans as Changmin’s words reach his ears, hot breath stimulating the sensitive skin on his neck. A shiver slides down his spine as he quickly pulls the cucumber out of the younger male. He’s coated his erection with lube in record time and is soon sinking into Changmin’s welcoming heat. He throws back his head, eyes shut as intense pleasure rockets through his entire frame. No matter how many times he’s done this to Changmin, it never loses its intensity or pleasure. It always feels like the first time.
When he looks back down he feels his mouth water at the sight of Changmin’s muscles flexing as he lifts his lower body off the bed, long legs wrapping around Jaejoong’s slim frame.
He picks up the speed of his thrusts, needy gasps slipping from his lips every time he sinks back into the tight warmth of Changmin’s body.
He knows from the stifled groans that the younger male is on the verge of his orgasm, teetering on the edge in some attempt to hold onto the moment.
Jaejoong leans forward, pressing his lips against the younger male’s right ear, “come on, Changmin, I know you wanna cum for me. You wanna give it all to me, ‘cause I own you.” He licks the shell of Changmin’s ear, enjoying the shudder from the other male.
“No.” Changmin pants, turning his head away in a show of defiance. He always did have problems with giving up total control.
“You’re so close, I can feel it. You’d lose it if I touched you.” Jaejoong taunts softly as he leans back and lets his hand hover a mere inch away from Changmin’s cock. He slows his thrusts slightly feeling himself approaching the edge all too quickly.
“You d-don’t own me.” Changmin fires back, his defiant tone slightly ruined by the low moan that escapes his lips as Jaejoong slows.
“Oh, but I do, Changmin. I do.” Jaejoong responds, lowering his hand to wrap it firmly around Changmin’s leaking erection.
He shifts his hand a fraction and he knows from the sudden tightening of Changmin’s entire body that it’s worked.
The younger male arches off the bed, eyes closed and mouth open to release a mewl of pure pleasure, Jaejoong’s name carried under his breath.
The sight of his lover’s climax and the feel of pulsing muscles tips Jaejoong over the edge and he loses himself in his orgasm, eyes closed and mouth open in a silent moan.
After the waves of pleasure begin to fade, he falls to the bed next to his lover, hands stroking absently through the younger male’s hair.
“Good as you hoped?” He slurs slightly, inching closer to the panting male.
“Better.” Changmin responds, eyes dazed as he turns to look at Jaejoong. “You can have the cucumber back.” He adds with a sated smirk, moving his head to rest it against Jaejoong’s shoulder.
Jaejoong chuckles softly, head shaking as he pulls up the covers and nestles close to his lover.
“Jaejoong.”
“Yeah.”
“Admit it, you wanna get fucked with a cucumber.”
“Go to sleep, Changmin.”
“I knew it!”
=---------Three Weeks Later-----------------=
Jaejoong placed the last grocery bag on the table before turning to offer Junsu a smile. “Watcha eatin’?” He questions, eyeing the container Junsu’s eating out of.
“The cucumber kimchi you made. It’s really good.” The younger male responds from behind a mouthful of food.
Jaejoong just manages to hold back a smirk, his teeth clenching at his lower lip. “Yeah, I had a special way of preparing it.” He responds before turning back to put away the groceries.
“Hey!” Jaejoong’s brow furrows as he begins to root through all his bags. “Where the hell are the bananas?” He pauses, head lifted and eyes narrowing.
“Changmin!”
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A/N: So this only took me…forever. I’m really sorry it took me so long to fulfill the request. I’ve been suffering an insane case of writer’s block. Hope this was what you were looking for, Every_Journal!
I actually have cucumber kimchi the other day. I laughed so hard when I saw it. It makes me have dirty thoughts xD
I also had a dream last night that Changmin was pregnant. No lie. It was so weird. He looked so funky. Weird dream.