Black Satin Stockings
Title: Black Satin Stockings
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Length: One-shot
Genre: Smut
Summary: Jaejoong finds some interesting items of clothing in Yunho’s drawer and decides to try them on.
A/N: For riseofnoona
A/N 2: You can read this fic in Russian here - translated by Maskil
"Took you long enough," Jaejoong said, resting back on his elbows. His legs were spread apart, the long limbs encased in sheer black satin.
Yunho stopped dead in the doorway. "J-Jae... What...?"
"I got bored," the lead singer drawled, trailing a hand up the inside of his thigh. "So I decided to clean out the wardrobe, and look what I found in your drawer... Is there something you're not telling me, Yunnie?"
Yunho gulped. He took a step forward, stopped, and gulped again. "I..."
"You don't mind that I tried the stockings on, right? Or the thong? They looked new..."
"They were new," Yunho whispered, unable to take his eyes from between Jaejoong's legs.
The black material of the stockings led the way to an equally black thong, which was stretched tight over Jaejoong's throbbing erection. The brunet was completely devoid of any other items of clothing. It was like something from one of Yunho's many erotic dreams...
"Yunnie?" Jaejoong cocked his head in question when Yunho only continued to stare at him. Slowly, a feral smile creeping over his face, Jaejoong moved towards his lover, the motions flowing like liquid. He knelt in front of the taller man, plush lower lip caught between his teeth and a sultry look in his eyes. "You don't mind me wearing them, do you?"
Yunho only licked his lips in response.
Jaejoong took one of Yunho's hands in his and, breath beginning to come in pants, placed it on his bare chest. "Touch me."
As commanded, Yunho began to touch, to feel, to caress Jaejoong's skin and leave a tingling warmth in his wake. It didn't take long before Yunho's hand was at Jaejoong's crotch, the material already damp with pre-come. Yunho brushed his thumb over the bulge.
A whimper.
Yunho rubbed harder, not noticing Jaejoong's eyes rolling back in his head in pleasure, so focused was he on the delicacy in front of him. He wanted a taste.
Fingers hooked into the thin strap of the thong before pulling it down to Jaejoong's knees none-too-gently.
A surprised gasp.
Not a second later, Yunho was head-to-head with Jaejoong's arousal. He didn't hesitate.
Jaejoong cried out loudly as he was taken deep into Yunho's mouth, the wet warmth making him forget everything else.
Yunho's tongue twirled and twisted, teased at his slit and lapped up his pre-come, trailed down to lick at the base of his cock and then returned to the head, flicking this way and that whilst making the most erotic, absurd sounds. Yunho was an expert at sucking cock - Jaejoong's cock in particular.
His tongue could work wonders in other places too, though...
Suddenly, Jaejoong found himself spun around on the bed, his elbows hitting the mattress and his bare ass up in the air, completely exposed. His eyes widened in shock, but only got wider when he realised what was to come next.
Sure enough, a hot tongue soon delved into Jaejoong's crevice, licked him, teased him, tortured him with delight.
"Oh, fuck, Yunnie," he gasped out, resting his forehead on the bed.
A glance between his legs revealed one of Yunho's hands spreading Jaejoong's ass open and the other buried within his own underwear, obviously pleasuring himself whilst pleasuring his lover. Jaejoong could do nothing but watch, mouth gaping as Yunho's tongue worked his hole. His fingers clenched in the sheets and his toes curled in the black satin stockings.
Yunho was relentless in his ministrations, not giving Jaejoong even a moment's respite as he drove his tongue harder into the tight ring of muscles. The hand that was holding his lover open gradually slid across until he could use his fingers on Jaejoong as well. First he just applied light pressure, pulling gently on the muscles as his tongue continued to dance, but Jaejoong's moans spurred him on, made him want to give more, feel more, hear more. He gripped his cock hard as he thrust a finger inside the older singer. It was soon followed by another, and another, until Jaejoong was writhing on three of Yunho's thick fingers, crying out like the slut Yunho knew him to be.
Jaejoong's swollen erection twitched every time Yunho plunged his fingers inside, and a stand of pre-come dripped down to the bed beneath him. Yunho's own cock was rock hard, straining in his underwear and leaking copiously.
Still pleasuring his lover, Yunho stood up and unbuckled his jeans one-handed before pulling himself out, the cold air even colder as it hit his wet cock. He spit on his hand, spreading the liquid over himself as a poor substitute for lube.
Neither of them could wait for him to get the real stuff, though. They needed it now, hard and fast and rough.
Without warning, Yunho pulled his fingers free and shoved his burning cock deep inside the other. Both men moaned loudly, unable to form words.
Yunho didn't take any time to just bask in the tight heat of Jaejoong, instead choosing to give them as much pleasure as possible as soon as possible. His hips moved as though he were dancing, pistonning in and out and changing angle with every second, never giving Jaejoong a chance to catch his breath.
Pleasure washed over the brunet, heat consuming him and burning him from within. His cock was harder than it had ever been, bouncing neglected between his spread legs. He knew that if either of them touched it, he would come in a second; however, he wanted this to last.
Yunho's hands grasped the firm flesh of Jaejoong's behind, squeezing the muscles and delighting in the noises his lover was making. His gaze was fixed upon his cock disappearing into Jaejoong, amazed as ever that such a tiny hole could accommodate something so large. He could feel Jaejoong's tight walls around him, the clenching of Jaejoong's entrance only serving to heighten the pleasure.
It was all too much.
Altering his stance, Yunho wrapped his arms around Jaejoong's chest and pulled the smaller man up so that they were chest-to-back.
The brunet cried out at the sudden shift but was soon moving up and down on his lover's hardness once again.
Yunho's fingers tugged at Jaejoong's peaked nipples as he kissed at the other's neck, his cock now being squeezed even tighter. He ground his hips up and his hands trailed down until he was gripping Jaejoong's waist, whilst Jaejoong's arms wound up and around Yunho's neck. They moved together, breath coming quicker, movements becoming more frantic, the climax quickly approaching.
One of Yunho's hands snuck down to scrape along the black fabric encasing Jaejoong's thigh and he tugged at the material, thinking about having the lead singer's legs wrapped around his waist whilst still clothed in the satin stockings.
Next time.
Finally taking hold of Jaejoong's erection, Yunho began to pump him in short, quick strokes, the over-flowing pre-come aiding the motion greatly. He felt Jaejoong shake in his arms, the other man bucking wildly into his hand and then back onto his engorged length. Fingers clenched in his hair and he leant forward to kiss his lover's neck again.
"Yunho," Jaejoong moaned. "I-I'm gonna... I..."
"Come for me baby."
Whole body quivering and a stream of unintelligible profanities escaping his parted lips, Jaejoong shuddered out his release, covering both the bed and Yunho's hand. His head tilted back as his hips pushed forwards, his lithe form contorting as it was wracked with pleasure.
"Oh fuck," Yunho groaned, continuing to thrust whilst Jaejoong's rippling walls elicited the most fantastic feelings. He drove in deep, wanting to stuff Jaejoong with his cock before he filled him to the brim with his come.
One last contraction of Jaejoong's entrance sent him over the edge and into the blissful abyss. His eyes scrunched shut, his head fell heavily upon Jaejoong's shoulder and his hands gripped his lover tightly as he came, hard.
Together they fell to the bed, exhausted. Jaejoong winced when he felt his heated skin come in contact with his rapidly cooling release, but he lacked both the will and the energy to move. They panted harshly, trying to catch their breaths and steady their heartbeats.
"What was that all about?" Yunho rasped at last, fingers softly caressing Jaejoong's sides.
"You mean you didn't like it?"
"I didn't say that." Yunho placed a kiss on the damp neck in front of him. "It was just... unexpected."
"So was finding a thong and stockings in your drawer. Care to tell me why they were there?"
Yunho's cheeks began to burn and he was glad that Jaejoong couldn't see him. Averting his eyes anyway, he mumbled, "They were for you... But I didn't think you'd want them."
Jaejoong lifted an eyebrow, amused. "For me, huh? It's a good job I found them then - I quite enjoyed having you look at me like that. ...Do you have any more?"
Grinning, Yunho nodded.
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Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Length: One-shot
Genre: Smut
Summary: Jaejoong finds some interesting items of clothing in Yunho’s drawer and decides to try them on.
A/N: For riseofnoona
A/N 2: You can read this fic in Russian here - translated by Maskil
"Took you long enough," Jaejoong said, resting back on his elbows. His legs were spread apart, the long limbs encased in sheer black satin.
Yunho stopped dead in the doorway. "J-Jae... What...?"
"I got bored," the lead singer drawled, trailing a hand up the inside of his thigh. "So I decided to clean out the wardrobe, and look what I found in your drawer... Is there something you're not telling me, Yunnie?"
Yunho gulped. He took a step forward, stopped, and gulped again. "I..."
"You don't mind that I tried the stockings on, right? Or the thong? They looked new..."
"They were new," Yunho whispered, unable to take his eyes from between Jaejoong's legs.
The black material of the stockings led the way to an equally black thong, which was stretched tight over Jaejoong's throbbing erection. The brunet was completely devoid of any other items of clothing. It was like something from one of Yunho's many erotic dreams...
"Yunnie?" Jaejoong cocked his head in question when Yunho only continued to stare at him. Slowly, a feral smile creeping over his face, Jaejoong moved towards his lover, the motions flowing like liquid. He knelt in front of the taller man, plush lower lip caught between his teeth and a sultry look in his eyes. "You don't mind me wearing them, do you?"
Yunho only licked his lips in response.
Jaejoong took one of Yunho's hands in his and, breath beginning to come in pants, placed it on his bare chest. "Touch me."
As commanded, Yunho began to touch, to feel, to caress Jaejoong's skin and leave a tingling warmth in his wake. It didn't take long before Yunho's hand was at Jaejoong's crotch, the material already damp with pre-come. Yunho brushed his thumb over the bulge.
A whimper.
Yunho rubbed harder, not noticing Jaejoong's eyes rolling back in his head in pleasure, so focused was he on the delicacy in front of him. He wanted a taste.
Fingers hooked into the thin strap of the thong before pulling it down to Jaejoong's knees none-too-gently.
A surprised gasp.
Not a second later, Yunho was head-to-head with Jaejoong's arousal. He didn't hesitate.
Jaejoong cried out loudly as he was taken deep into Yunho's mouth, the wet warmth making him forget everything else.
Yunho's tongue twirled and twisted, teased at his slit and lapped up his pre-come, trailed down to lick at the base of his cock and then returned to the head, flicking this way and that whilst making the most erotic, absurd sounds. Yunho was an expert at sucking cock - Jaejoong's cock in particular.
His tongue could work wonders in other places too, though...
Suddenly, Jaejoong found himself spun around on the bed, his elbows hitting the mattress and his bare ass up in the air, completely exposed. His eyes widened in shock, but only got wider when he realised what was to come next.
Sure enough, a hot tongue soon delved into Jaejoong's crevice, licked him, teased him, tortured him with delight.
"Oh, fuck, Yunnie," he gasped out, resting his forehead on the bed.
A glance between his legs revealed one of Yunho's hands spreading Jaejoong's ass open and the other buried within his own underwear, obviously pleasuring himself whilst pleasuring his lover. Jaejoong could do nothing but watch, mouth gaping as Yunho's tongue worked his hole. His fingers clenched in the sheets and his toes curled in the black satin stockings.
Yunho was relentless in his ministrations, not giving Jaejoong even a moment's respite as he drove his tongue harder into the tight ring of muscles. The hand that was holding his lover open gradually slid across until he could use his fingers on Jaejoong as well. First he just applied light pressure, pulling gently on the muscles as his tongue continued to dance, but Jaejoong's moans spurred him on, made him want to give more, feel more, hear more. He gripped his cock hard as he thrust a finger inside the older singer. It was soon followed by another, and another, until Jaejoong was writhing on three of Yunho's thick fingers, crying out like the slut Yunho knew him to be.
Jaejoong's swollen erection twitched every time Yunho plunged his fingers inside, and a stand of pre-come dripped down to the bed beneath him. Yunho's own cock was rock hard, straining in his underwear and leaking copiously.
Still pleasuring his lover, Yunho stood up and unbuckled his jeans one-handed before pulling himself out, the cold air even colder as it hit his wet cock. He spit on his hand, spreading the liquid over himself as a poor substitute for lube.
Neither of them could wait for him to get the real stuff, though. They needed it now, hard and fast and rough.
Without warning, Yunho pulled his fingers free and shoved his burning cock deep inside the other. Both men moaned loudly, unable to form words.
Yunho didn't take any time to just bask in the tight heat of Jaejoong, instead choosing to give them as much pleasure as possible as soon as possible. His hips moved as though he were dancing, pistonning in and out and changing angle with every second, never giving Jaejoong a chance to catch his breath.
Pleasure washed over the brunet, heat consuming him and burning him from within. His cock was harder than it had ever been, bouncing neglected between his spread legs. He knew that if either of them touched it, he would come in a second; however, he wanted this to last.
Yunho's hands grasped the firm flesh of Jaejoong's behind, squeezing the muscles and delighting in the noises his lover was making. His gaze was fixed upon his cock disappearing into Jaejoong, amazed as ever that such a tiny hole could accommodate something so large. He could feel Jaejoong's tight walls around him, the clenching of Jaejoong's entrance only serving to heighten the pleasure.
It was all too much.
Altering his stance, Yunho wrapped his arms around Jaejoong's chest and pulled the smaller man up so that they were chest-to-back.
The brunet cried out at the sudden shift but was soon moving up and down on his lover's hardness once again.
Yunho's fingers tugged at Jaejoong's peaked nipples as he kissed at the other's neck, his cock now being squeezed even tighter. He ground his hips up and his hands trailed down until he was gripping Jaejoong's waist, whilst Jaejoong's arms wound up and around Yunho's neck. They moved together, breath coming quicker, movements becoming more frantic, the climax quickly approaching.
One of Yunho's hands snuck down to scrape along the black fabric encasing Jaejoong's thigh and he tugged at the material, thinking about having the lead singer's legs wrapped around his waist whilst still clothed in the satin stockings.
Next time.
Finally taking hold of Jaejoong's erection, Yunho began to pump him in short, quick strokes, the over-flowing pre-come aiding the motion greatly. He felt Jaejoong shake in his arms, the other man bucking wildly into his hand and then back onto his engorged length. Fingers clenched in his hair and he leant forward to kiss his lover's neck again.
"Yunho," Jaejoong moaned. "I-I'm gonna... I..."
"Come for me baby."
Whole body quivering and a stream of unintelligible profanities escaping his parted lips, Jaejoong shuddered out his release, covering both the bed and Yunho's hand. His head tilted back as his hips pushed forwards, his lithe form contorting as it was wracked with pleasure.
"Oh fuck," Yunho groaned, continuing to thrust whilst Jaejoong's rippling walls elicited the most fantastic feelings. He drove in deep, wanting to stuff Jaejoong with his cock before he filled him to the brim with his come.
One last contraction of Jaejoong's entrance sent him over the edge and into the blissful abyss. His eyes scrunched shut, his head fell heavily upon Jaejoong's shoulder and his hands gripped his lover tightly as he came, hard.
Together they fell to the bed, exhausted. Jaejoong winced when he felt his heated skin come in contact with his rapidly cooling release, but he lacked both the will and the energy to move. They panted harshly, trying to catch their breaths and steady their heartbeats.
"What was that all about?" Yunho rasped at last, fingers softly caressing Jaejoong's sides.
"You mean you didn't like it?"
"I didn't say that." Yunho placed a kiss on the damp neck in front of him. "It was just... unexpected."
"So was finding a thong and stockings in your drawer. Care to tell me why they were there?"
Yunho's cheeks began to burn and he was glad that Jaejoong couldn't see him. Averting his eyes anyway, he mumbled, "They were for you... But I didn't think you'd want them."
Jaejoong lifted an eyebrow, amused. "For me, huh? It's a good job I found them then - I quite enjoyed having you look at me like that. ...Do you have any more?"
Grinning, Yunho nodded.
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