[ONESHOT] Your Airbrush Makes Me Feel Good
Title: Your Airbrush Makes Me Feel Good
By:asiangirl123
Pairing: YunJae
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Length: Oneshot
Summary: The things that happen when locking two men into a room with an airbrush to create a masterpiece of body art.
“Why must you be so dirty? Why’d the hell did you let paint sperm all over you? Okay cross that! Why the fuck didn’t you wash off the paint jizz? You little dirty brush! You really enjoy the feeling of paint oozing into your bristles or something? Well guess what you damn paint brush? You’ve got dried paint sperm all over you! You little whore of a brush! Who the hell flaunts their partner’s sperm around?”
“Jae calm down. Remember you were the one to last use the damn paint brush. It’s your fault for not washing it after you were done painting. So Jae put the poor brush down and apologize to it for calling it a whore.”
“It is a whore though! Su Hyung look at it! Look at how the magenta sticks to it like dried sperm! The damn brush is enjoying the feeling of paint drying into its bristles. Tsk, whore is making me buy another brush now.”
“My little brother please tell me you know the color of what sperm is.”
“It’s white! Hyung, I’m not that stupid!”
“If you know the damn color of sperm then why the hell are you saying magenta paint is fucking cum?”
“As I was saying before... The brush is a whore! It didn’t remind me to clean the paint off, the brush was enjoying the paint oozing into its bristles! Su, art supplies have sex differently from us. Their cum is very bright while us humans have to stick with boring white cum. Did you know every time I have to dip the stupid brush into the paint I hear little sounds of pleasure? Hyung, it’s so embarrassing! My hands are helping do very dirty deeds! So would you be the bestest hyung in the world and buy me a new set of brushes?”
“No, I just bought you a box of damn prisma colored pencils !”
“But Hyung! I used all my money on this damn magenta sperm!”
“Jae, I just came here to tell you umma wants you to help her with something. You need to go to her studio after you’re done with whatever you were doing before I came.”
“Why are you changing the subject hyung?”
“This is because I would like to keep my money in my wallet, my stupid dongsaeng.”
“The poor money is tired of being stuck to your ass cheek! It’s dieing from all your farts! Let it free hyung! LET THE MONEY BREATHE!”
“I’m going to leave now.”
“Hyung, I love you.”
“That’s not going to work on me Jae.”
“You are the coolest cat on the streets.”
“My dear dongsaeng you told that to JiJi a couple days ago to get him into the bathtub.”
“Please buy me a new set of brushes hyung! You are filthy rich! Come on you’re Kim Junsu the famous soccer player! Plus your boyfriend is Park Yoochun the famous song composer!”
“Why don’t you just ask umma or appa to buy you it?”
“Well, I asked appa to buy me new sketch books and I already asked umma for that really expensive clay! I really need the brushes hyung! Professor I-like-my-gray-hair-to-be-as-fluffy-as-cotton-candy needs this project by next week!”
“You have a whole bunch of other brushes Jae.”
“I need different brushes for this project because I’m using water paint for this project. Do you need me to lecture you on why water paint shouldn’t be mixed with regular paint?”
“Oh hell no. Fine, I’ll go buy your damn brushes later. Right now though you need to go to umma’s studio.”
“Hyung can you go with me?”
“Nope, I got a date with Chunnie! Good luck with umma! I hope she doesn’t make you try on her new designs! Bye dongsaeng!”
*Jae’s POV*
Before I can say tortillon hyung is already out the door. Why must he leave me alone with umma? I hate going to umma’s studio. My umma is Kim Sun Ah a very famous fashion designer in South Korea. Her work is known to please both men and women. Umma has a habit of making me and hyung try on her new designs. Normal people would pee in their too tight pants to try on Kim Sun Ah’s designs before they hit store, but not me. Actually I would totally be fine trying on her designs if only she let me try on the damn dude clothes! But no, umma only lets hyung try on the men clothes! Not me! Junsu Hyung is also a bottom! Plus he has a bigger ass! So I don’t get why this woman I call umma only makes me try on female clothes.
Oh, before my mind drifts off to emoland because I’m dreading about umma’s cruelty let me introduce myself first. I’m Kim Jaejoong. I am a twenty-one year old who is majoring in art. I have a big brother who goes by the name of Kim Junsu, he is twenty-five and is a famous soccer player. My appa is Kim Sung Soo he is some big lawyer who helps people. Yeah, appa helps people. Just kidding he makes people cry! Okay, he only makes the guilty people cry. As I said before my umma is that big fashion designer. Whoopie doo you now know about the Kim family.
Entering my car I slowly drive to umma’s studio. Geez, why are people honking at me to go faster? Can’t they tell I’m driving slowly on purpose because I’m trying to slow my arrival to humiliation?
Sighing I speed up my car. When I arrive to umma’s studio of crap oops I meant marvelous…crap I park my car. Tugging my feet to the door I slowly slip my hand around the door handle. I’m about to open it when BAM the door swings open greeting me with a smiling Kim Sun Ah.
“Ahhhh!” I scream.
“Yah! Kim Jaejoong how dare you scream in your umma’s face?”
“Your smiling scared me.”
“I shall pretend I didn’t hear you say that my lovely son. Now get your ass in here before I throw that clay of yours away!”
“Wait it came? Umma where is it? Give me!”
“It’s in the back.” Running into the studio I let my legs lead me to my new clay. When I reach to the back I see my clay on a really high shelf.
“UMMA! I CAN’T REACH THE CLAY! BRING ME A LADDER!”
“Where the hell is my please?”
“Umma will you PLEASE bring me a ladder?”
“No, do you think your getting this clay for free?”
“Yes?”
“This is where you’re wrong Joongie. Umma wants you to earn this clay.”
“Do I need to try on clothes again?” Please tell me no!
“Nope.” Hooray! Umma must be in a very good mood right now. Maybe I should die my hair back to black now to make her happy. She really isn’t a fan of my strawberry blonde hair.
“Then what is it you want me to do?”
“I need your art skills.”
“Oh okay. Do you need me to make you a new sign or something?”
“No darling. I need you to help me paint something.”
“You want me to paint your clothes?”
“YOU DID NOT JUST ASK UMMA THAT! WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD I LET YOU TOUCH MY CLOTHES WITH PAINT?”
“Because paint is cool?”
“Jaejoong shut up and let me tell you want I want you to do.” Zipping my mouth shut I wait for her command.
“I need you - wait let me call someone in here.” Walking out of the room she enters the dressing room. Sticking my tongue at her direction I go back and try to get the clay. Being the cool kid on the block I try and climb the shelves. Placing one foot onto one shelf I slowly lead myself towards the top. I raise my hands up and I feel the tip of the clay bag brush over my fingertips. Trying to reach further my feet slips on something and gravity starts to pull me down. Great, I’m falling. Maybe if I’m lucky I’ll just get a concussion. Closing my eyes tightly I wait for my body to crash to the ground.
After I don’t know how many seconds I feel myself being cradled. My gosh! The underworld has absorbed me into the ground and I am now stuck in a very comfortable cradle!
“Hey open your eyes.” Hades? Is that you?
“Yah! Open your eyes or I’m going to drop you.” Hades your breathe smells like spearmint.
“Jaejoong!” Umma? You’ve come to rescue me! Opening my eyes I am greeted with some stranger.
“Ahhhh, Hades let me go!”
“Hades? The fuck? Mrs. Kim I think your son needs to go to the hospital.”
“No, he’s just mentally retarded from all the paint fumes he has to deal with everyday.”
“Umma! You did not just tell Hades I’m mentally retarded! Why are you so mean?” I whine.
“Jae, he isn’t Hades. Meet Jung Yunho the big time actor and model. You should know him, I mean everyone knows who Jung Yunho is!” Does umma think I pay attention to the world or something? I mean I’m the dude who talks to horny art supplies!
“No, I don’t know him umma.” This so called Jung Yunho turns his head really fast to look at me like I’m crazy.
“You seriously don’t know who I am?” Umm, is this a rhetorical question?
“Don’t mind him Yunho. My son is an art freak who doesn’t enjoy the world. When was the last time you had a boyfriend Jaejoong?”
“Umma why would you want me to answer that while a complete stranger is standing here?”
“He’s not a stranger. He’s Jung Yunho! I told you before! Now tell me when was the last time you had a boyfriend honey?”
“When was the last time you curled your hair?” Good one Jae! Curve umma’s attention away from the question!
“Yesterday you idiot.” Ouch I love you too umma. “Now Jae when was the last time you had a boyfriend?”
“FIVE YEARS AGO!” Umma glares at me and shouts back
“DON’T LIE!” What? How does she know I’m lying?
“Fine EIGHT YEARS!”
“KIM JAEJOONG STOP LYING!”
“FINE! I’VE NEVER HAD A BOYFRIEND!” Oh the embarrassment. Looking over to Yunho I see his eyes drifting my body from head to toe. Umm gross?
“Bingo. Did you hear that Yunho?” Breaking his glance away from my body Yunho nods.
“Well, since you now know that my love life is zero can you tell me what I need to paint now? UMMA CAN’T YOU JUST GIVE ME THE CLAY?”
“Stop shouting at me! Okay, I need you to do a body painting for me.” Body painting? Like as in paint on the body? How hard can that be?
“OKAY! I accept!” Oho, I’m getting new clay!
“Do you want to know whose body you’re painting?” Umma questions me while smirking at Yunho.
“I don’t care who it is! I just want my clay. What’s the theme for the paintings?”
“Well since my new clothing design is for fall I just want it to be warm colors.” Rolling my eyes I nod my head then flick my wrist in agreement and rush out the door. While yelling something about coming back tomorrow with a design.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As the next day arrives I realize I didn’t come up with a design. Wow my procrastination skills are pretty darn amazing still. Entering umma’s studio once again I go and search for her.
“Umma~ where are you?”
“I’m in the fabric room!” Walking towards the room I see tons of airbrushes, regular paint brushes, acrylic paint, and some other amazing art supplies sprawled all over the floor.
“You’re going to do the body painting in here. You ready?” No, I didn’t even come up with a design.
“Yes, yes I am.” I reply back while giving the ‘I’m constipated smile’
“Well since umma knows you way to well I had paid for someone to make the design. You just got to paint it.”
“Fine. That works. I mean… my design I think I left it at home.” LIES JAE.
“Whatever. Okay Yunho is coming in here in a few minutes. Umma has to leave now. MAKE SURE THIS BODY PAINT IS NICE! Yunho’s going to be modeling for my photo shoot.” Wait did she say Yunho?
“Yunho?” I ask.
“No, U-know. Yes, Yunho! You bafoon! Now take this.” Shoving the designs into my hands she grabs her purse and is about to leave when I shout
“Umma! I just had an epiphany. Why exactly do you need me to do body paint when you make clothes? He’s modeling your clothes which means he’s going to cover the paintings up right?”
“About that. I need body paint in this photo shoot because - YAH HOW DARE YOU QUESTION YOUR MOTHER?” Striding to me she raises her purse and whacks me on the head before walking out of the door. Hissing I massage my head while whimpering.
After a couple seconds I take a seat on the floor and look at the designs. Why the hell are these so ugly? I strongly object to this! I mean why are there random flamingos, roses, fishes, whales, and HOLY MACKEREL is that a dick? Okay, Jaejoong has processed through the mind that umma has hired drunk retards to make the designs. I mean why exactly would I draw a dick on someone’s arm? As I go on wondering I hear the door opening.
“How are the designs?” A husky voice questions me.
“They’re crappy. I mean how could umma hire such retards? Come look at them?” I say while still having my back faced towards him. I hear his heavy strides and when he stops to squat down to me I feel major body heat. Turning around I see him only in a damn towel.
“YAH! WHY THE HECK ARE YOU JUST IN A TOWEL? Please tell me you have swimming trunks underneath.”
“I’m naked.” Ahhh why so honest?
“Why are you naked my friend? Is today let’s prance around in only a towel day or something?”
“No, in order for you to do my body paint I have to be naked.” Wait right this moment. Body paint isn’t just the arms, legs, and torso?
“Am I on a reality show? Did umma set you up to do this?” I mumble while getting up off the floor to head to the door. Reaching for the door knob I try to turn it but it’s locked. Great, I’m stuck in a really tight room with a guy in a towel.
“Hey you’re a strong guy right?” I ask Yunho who is observing me.
“Yes, why?”
“Would you be a doll and BREAK THIS DAMN DOOR?” I wait for his response but all I get is a blank stare at me. Wow, this dude must be retarded. All I can do is stare back. How is he not blinking?
“Are you going to do my body paint now?” Yunho murmurs while looking away from me to the art supplies.
“As long as you keep the towel on.” Smirking Yunho struts his way closer to me.
“What if I don’t want to keep my towel on?” Then your ding-a-ling will be hanging loose like a surfer.
“I ask in the nicest way for you sir to keep it - AHHHH I SAID ON! NOT OFF!” As you can tell from this very high pitched squeal I just did that the BASTARD just took his towel off. Using my natural instincts I bring my hands to cover my eyes.
“Oh come on. I know you want to look Jae.” How dare he call me Jae?
“Sir-Ding-A-Ling I advise you to put the towel back on.”
“But you need to paint me. Don’t you want your clay?”
“Of course I want my damn clay!” Removing my hands from my eyes I see Yunho standing right in front of me. My curious eyes start to slowly go lower and lower as I research his body. As my eyes land on his baby making tool I can’t help but gasp. How is this guy so big?
“Well if your going to keep checking me out were going to get nowhere with the painting.”
“I was not checking you out!” I retort back.
“Yes you were.”
“Okay, whatever. Now let me go fill the air brush so I can get this over with. I just want my clay!” Stomping to the art tools I look at the shit designs and get the right colors to use. After ten minutes I finally get the perfect colors and announce to Yunho it was time for me to paint him.
“I’m going to paint your belly first, because it seems the easiest compared to everything.” Sliding my eyes to the design I see that the belly needs to have some sort of dog on top of another dog. Hmmm, why is it that these dogs look like they’re doing something bad? Shrugging I add a light brown Createx paint into the airbrush.
“Are you ready to be painted?” Nodding his head Yunho just once again stares intently at me. Grunting I raise the towel up at him while grumbling out commands that he must tie it back on. Once he ties it around his waist I turn the brush on and let it touch his skin.
Goosebumps distinctly take place onto his skin while I move the air brush around his belly.
“Can you go a little lower?” Yunho groans out.
“But I’m not even finished with your belly yet.” I hiss.
Moving the airbrush slightly faster I hear a whimper. Geez, what was up with the dude? Shaking my head in disapproval I try to finish painting his belly fast. When I’m done with his belly I hear Yunho breathing very heavily.
“Are you having an asthma attack?”
“No, it’s just - that the brush feels…. Really Good.” Not being able to hear the last words I just nod my head like I understood everything.
“Well okay now I’m going to body spray the upper half of your torso.” Adding a different color into the airbrush I glance over to see Yunho looking down at his…. Jewels. You know the game follow the leader? It just so happens that my eyes were playing that game with Yunho’s eyes. Yup, here I am looking at Yunho’s pointy and hard penis.
Are penises always as pointy like his? Being the curious George I turn my back towards Yunho and slightly pull my pants with my boxers halfway open. Peeking inside I see that mine wasn’t pointy or hard it was …. flat.
“Hey are you looking in your pants?” Yunho questions me with a slightly amused tone.
“Why yes, yes I am.” What? Lying isn’t good for the soul.
“Why?”
“I was just checking to see why your penis was so pointy and hard. Plus I wanted to see if mine was too, but it isn’t how come?”
“Do you really want to know why my penis was so pointy and hard?”
“Sir, what do you mean was it still is!” Chuckling Yunho walks in Cheetah like speed to me and shoves me onto the fabric sprawled everywhere on the floor.
“Is there enough cushions for your back?”
“Why would I need cushions for my back? I’m on my butt right now you idiot.”
“Do you always make things so complicated?” Where did he come up with this theory from?
“I don’t know. Will you now explain to me why your stick is so pointy and hard?”
“Fine. Would you be a dear and hand me the airbrush?” Clicking my tongue in distaste I slowly hand the airbrush to him. I’m about to ask him why he needed the lovely tool when suddenly he rips my shirt open. Well how splendid. I mean some actor/model just ripped my shirt open. Pfft, it's not like I was attached to the shirt. Who am I kidding? I LOVED that shirt! Glaring holes at the shirt murdering fool I wait for something to happen.
"Why'd you rip my shirt?"
"I needed to open your shirt." Wow so now he's Captain Obvious?
"Okay.... Well this is weird. Were both shirtless and your only in a towel." Hah, suck it. I'll be even more obvious.
"Exactly. Now I'm going to make your penis pointy and hard."
"YAH! I never asked for you to make it like yours. I was just curious WHY yours was like that." Chuckling at what I had said Yunho just menacingly smiles while saying
"It doesn't matter. I'm still going to make yours look like mine."
"No. I would very much like mine to be limp." Rolling his eyes Yunho turns the airbrush on. I was about to run away but the dude came and straddled me.
"I'm going to make you feel so good." Yunho whispers huskily.
Guiding the airbrush to my stomach Yunho turns the brush on letting the cool air blow over it. Ahh, why is it so cold?
"Stop it! It's really cold!" Shaking his head 'No' Yunho then glides the airbrush higher.
"I wonder how your nipples will react to this." This bastard better not be thinking of letting the airbrush shoot cool air onto my nipple! Luck seems to have run away from me because right the next moment I feel the airbrush breezing over my nipples.
"Mmmm." I let out. What was that?
"There you go. Let me hear those lovely moans!" Excuse me? Did he just say let me hear those lovely moans? What a freak!
"Hahhhhhhh will you put that da- ahhhh!" I yell out. Yunho had dropped the airbrush and used his lips to blow cool air over my nipples.
"WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING?" I shout.
"Blowing cool air over your nipples." Really? I thought you were just breathing really hard while observing the male nipple on my chest.
"You're freaking me out here! Go observe someone else's nipple!"
"Shush darling. Don't you want to feel good?"
"What the hell does having cool air blown onto my nipple have to do with 'feeling good'? I don't even know you! You're just someone my mom told me to paint!"
"But I know you."
"Sir, not to be rude or anything but just because you know my name and umma doesn't make you know exactly who I am. How do you know I'm not some evil mad scientist disguised as an artist?"
"Well why don't we get to know each other?" Yunho mumbles while suddenly latching onto my nipple with his lips.
"Ahhh!" I feel his tongue steadily come out between his parted lips. His tongue reaches my nipple and starts to move slowly as though he was teasingly trying to make me ask him to speed up. I try and gain the courage to try and push him off, but I am stopped when Yunho's free hand drifts to my other nipple and he squeezes it.
"Hahhh mmmm!" I moan out. Why do I keep moaning? I mean come on! Look at the position I'm in. Lying on a floor that has fabric thrown everywhere with a actor/model dude straddling me as he sucks my nipple like a newborn infant trying to find the hidden milk in her/his mother's nipple. I shouldn't be moaning! It's like I'm trying to encourage him that I actually do have milk. Which I'm pretty sure I don't!
"Yunho stop! AHH! Yah! How dare you bite my nipple?"
"You told me to stop. Let me pleasure you." Yunho begs after finally releasing my nipple. I am so confused. Why exactly does he want me to feel good? I'm a nobody while he's a famous bastard.
"Why are you doing this?" I ask while looking to the side.
"I fell for you at first sight." Huh? Like he fell down onto the floor when he saw me? Or does he seriously mean like love at first sight?
"You're funny, but seriously why are you doing this?"
"I've been to your mom's studio more then once. Every time I would come I'd always here her coworkers gushing and gossiping about you. They say things about how you were just really a ball of energy. A beautiful one I might add. I remember hearing them talk about how you always lifted the tense atmosphere in the building every time you arrived. So, the day I actually saw you I was really surprised that everything they had said was true. The first time I had seen you, you were climbing up the shelf. I thought it was cute until well you slipped. I ran on instinct and caught you. Do you know how I felt when you looked straight into my eyes? Wonderful. You made my heart beat fast then you know what? The beating stopped when you called me Hades." Yunho chuckles while looking at me. So, I killed the mood by calling him Hades yesterday?
"I really don't know how to react." I mumble out. Was I supposed to dance and fist pump in victory?
"Nothing. Just will you let me show you how I feel for you?" I just keep my mouth gaping and I guess he took it as a yes. Yunho starts to trail little butterfly kisses down the side of my neck. His kisses reach down to my shoulder and I can't help but gain butterflies in my stomach. He starts to kiss lower and lower when he reaches my stomach. Pressing slightly harder kisses down from there I have a hard time breathing. Yunho stops the kisses once he reaches my underwear waist band. Oh, thank goodness. I didn't know where he was planning to kiss when he got even lower!
"Hey have you had your first kiss yet?" Blushing at his question I shake my head 'no' in shame. Smiling Yunho lifts me slightly up and pulls me by the neck pressing our lips together. My first kiss has now left the building. I truthfully don't know what to do so I let Yunho lead the kiss.
"Open your mouth for me darling." I hear Yunho say between our meshed lips. Obeying to his command I part my lips slightly. He then from there slips his tongue into my cavern. I'd be lying if I said this wasn't weird. What are you expecting? For me to love the feeling right away of someone’s taste-buds touching my taste-buds? If you said yes then you are a very weird child.
I start to soon have the urge to breathe. Yunho on cue releases me. Letting my head fall to his chest I pant profusely trying to gain all the air back I had lost.
Yunho pushes me back down onto my back and unbuttons my jeans. I look away as he unzips them next. Pulling them all the way down he stares at me shamelessly as I am only in my boxers.
"St-top staring at me like that." I stutter.
"You're really beautiful. Why don't you think of becoming a model?" I look at him with distaste and reply "I like art. It's a way for me to be more expressive. I rather be stuck with paint fumes then have cameras flashing at me left and right."
Nodding his head Yunho just smiles at me gently. Leaning down he presses a kiss to my lips again. We start to do the tongue tango and I start to feel Yunho's hands knead my 'special friend.'
"Mmmmhahhh!" I let out as he starts to knead harder. Man if he kneads this hard think of all the things he can do with clay!
"Do you like this?" Yunho questions me sexily.
"Yea-ahhhhh! Oh my god! Slow downnnnn!" I hiss as he boosts his kneading speed.
"Jae, I'm going to take your boxers off now."
"No! It's going to be embarrassing." Sighing Yunho kisses my forehead and reassures me that there was nothing to be worried about. He stands up from our position and pulls his towel off. Oh you've got to be kidding. His ‘special friend' is standing even more proud then it was before. It looks so big.... Where exactly is he planning to stick this beast of a stick at?
"See I'm naked now. It's your turn to get naked now darling." Pouting in defeat I let him slide my boxers off. Closing my eyes in shame I wait for an insult.
"Shit. You're so fucking beautiful. You're like a work of art Jae." Blushing beat red I try to absorb the compliment. Yunho out of know where grabs my penis and starts to stroke it.
"AHHH!! MMMM... Yun...hah what are you doing?"
"Making you feel good darling." I feel immense pleasure as he keeps stroking when he suddenly let's go causing me to pout in frustration. Smirking at my pout Yunho brings his head down leveled to my you know what and kisses it.
"Don't kiss that! It's dirty!" Rolling his eyes he just kisses it more. Grabbing it between his hands once again he plants a kiss on the tip and then inserts it into his mouth. CRAP CRAP CRAP! My freaking penis is in his mouth! What if I suddenly need to pee? THIS MAN BETTER TAKE IT OUT OF HIS MOUTH UNLESS HE'S WILLING TO HAVE SOME OFF TASTING MOUNTAIN DEW DRIFTING INTO HIS MOUTH!
"Take it out! AHHH... oh my gosh....Hahhmmmm!" I moan out as he starts to bob his head up and down. Why does this feel so good? My eyes start to roll back and I grow a burning sensation in the pit of my stomach. Crap. I think I'm going to pee. Dear lord help me.
"Hahhhh! Crap! Yunho stop! Ahhhh! I feel weird! YunAHHHHH!" I squeal as I feel myself squirting something into his mouth. My eyes start to feel watery from disbelief. Yunho swallows what I squirted into his mouth and looks at me with worry when he sees the tears forming.
"Jae why are you about to cry? Did you not like what I did? I'm so sorry. Please forgive me baby." Oh great that did it. I start to burst into pathetic tears while telling Yunho
"I'm not mad at you! You're an idiot though! You made me pee in your mouth! I AM SOOOOO SORRY! I swear I know how to hold my bladder. Please don't be mad!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Darling you just came into my mouth. You didn't pee." Say what? I swear though it felt like I was going to pee! I mean I know what cumming is but I didn't know it felt that way. Sighing in relief I lay back onto my back.
"You really are too cute. Now Jae would you let me feel pleasure to now?" Ahh I must not be greedy he needs pleasure too! Agreeing to his request he excitedly spreads my legs apart. What in the world is he doing? Didn't he say he wanted pleasure? Why was he spreading my legs then?
"What are you doing?" Winking at me Yunho just ignores my question and wraps my legs around his waist.
"I'm going to prepare you now." I watch in slight amusement as he sticks three fingers into his mouth. He pulls them out and spreads my butt cheeks. He better not be thinking on doing what I'm thinking he's going to do. Leveling his lips to my parted cheeks he starts to lick my hole. This is so damn embarrassing! Yunho skillfully rims my hole moistening it to the brim. Shoving his tongue into it I can’t help but gasp. Pulling his tongue in and out of my hole causes me to moan even more.
"AHHHH!!!! Hahhh! MMMAHHH!" He takes his tongue out and just keeps on licking my outer hole when he fully pulls away and randomly just sticks a finger into it. I squeeze my eyes shut at the odd feeling. After a couple seconds I feel a sense of pleasure. Rolling my head back I jump slightly up as he sticks another finger in. He does some scissoring move which causes me to moan like a complete mess. After couple seconds he sticks the third finger in causing me to groan out in pain. I bite my bottom lip to resist the urge to cry out for him to stop.
The pain subsides as he hits a certain spot causing me to see stars. Moaning I squeeze my eyes shut in satisfaction. Pulling his fingers out Yunho lifts one of my legs onto his shoulder and trails kisses down the said leg. I whimper in delight. Why couldn't he go faster?
"Darling I'm going to enter now." Peeking from my closed eyes I watch as he gets into a comfortable position. The tip of his pride and joy starts to enter my hole and I grab the fabric to wait for the awaiting pain.
"Baby you are so tight." Yunho groans. Pushing a little more in I scream out "Hurry up!" Laughing at my impatience Yunho fully thrusts into me. I cry out in pain as it drips its way to my system.
"It hu-uurts! Take it out!"
"Ssssh. Don't worry love it will get better." We stay in a still position for a few minutes when he starts to move. Oh dear, it feels so good! Now I understand why my brush likes being dipped into paint.
"Ahhh! Faster! Haahhhh!" I shout indecently.
"Dammn! You're so ahhh tight!" Yunho increases his speed and all I can do is moan like there's no tomorrow. I soon start to feel that slight tension in my stomach again.
"YUNAHHH I think I'm haaaahhh almost there."
"Me too babe." Grabbing my other leg he puts it on his non occupied shoulder. My legs are both on his shoulders as he rapidly pounds into me. Looking down my eyes widen in disbelief as I see his dick going in and out of me. I feel myself start to leak at a very fast pace. I don’t want this to end. It feels so right.
"Uahhhhh hahhh mmmm."
"Hahhh nnnnn hahhhhh ahhhh." My hole clenches around Yunho's penis and he lets out an animal like growl.
"Yunho I ahh can't hahhh take it anymore!"
"Let it out! Don't worry babe we will do this at the same time." With one last hard thrust I see the stars return.
"AHHHHHH YUNHOOOO!"
"AHHHHHH JAEEE!" Yunho releases into me as I release onto our chests. We both collapse down exhausted. I push Yunho off from me causing him to slide out of me. Sitting up I look down to see Yunho breathing in and out still trying to catch his breath. I just lost my virginity to some celebrity. Joy. Observing our bodies I see cum splattered all over us.
"Jae?"
"Yeah?"
"Will you go on a date with me tomorrow?" I think about the question for a couple minutes and say "Sure, but with one condition." Yunho sits up abruptly with a huge question mark expression.
"What do you mean by one condition?"
"I'll go on a date with you tomorrow if..."
"If?"
"You let me add some drops of paint onto the cum on our bodies." I'm sorry but this white is really boring me.
"May I ask why?"
"Everything looks best when it's colorful." Chuckling at my statement Yunho then grabs me by the neck and kisses me. I'm going to take that as a yes then. Colorful cum for the win.
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A/N: HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY PAULIE UNNIE! I hope you enjoyed this fail mut. ^__^
By:asiangirl123
Pairing: YunJae
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Length: Oneshot
Summary: The things that happen when locking two men into a room with an airbrush to create a masterpiece of body art.
“Why must you be so dirty? Why’d the hell did you let paint sperm all over you? Okay cross that! Why the fuck didn’t you wash off the paint jizz? You little dirty brush! You really enjoy the feeling of paint oozing into your bristles or something? Well guess what you damn paint brush? You’ve got dried paint sperm all over you! You little whore of a brush! Who the hell flaunts their partner’s sperm around?”
“Jae calm down. Remember you were the one to last use the damn paint brush. It’s your fault for not washing it after you were done painting. So Jae put the poor brush down and apologize to it for calling it a whore.”
“It is a whore though! Su Hyung look at it! Look at how the magenta sticks to it like dried sperm! The damn brush is enjoying the feeling of paint drying into its bristles. Tsk, whore is making me buy another brush now.”
“My little brother please tell me you know the color of what sperm is.”
“It’s white! Hyung, I’m not that stupid!”
“If you know the damn color of sperm then why the hell are you saying magenta paint is fucking cum?”
“As I was saying before... The brush is a whore! It didn’t remind me to clean the paint off, the brush was enjoying the paint oozing into its bristles! Su, art supplies have sex differently from us. Their cum is very bright while us humans have to stick with boring white cum. Did you know every time I have to dip the stupid brush into the paint I hear little sounds of pleasure? Hyung, it’s so embarrassing! My hands are helping do very dirty deeds! So would you be the bestest hyung in the world and buy me a new set of brushes?”
“No, I just bought you a box of damn prisma colored pencils !”
“But Hyung! I used all my money on this damn magenta sperm!”
“Jae, I just came here to tell you umma wants you to help her with something. You need to go to her studio after you’re done with whatever you were doing before I came.”
“Why are you changing the subject hyung?”
“This is because I would like to keep my money in my wallet, my stupid dongsaeng.”
“The poor money is tired of being stuck to your ass cheek! It’s dieing from all your farts! Let it free hyung! LET THE MONEY BREATHE!”
“I’m going to leave now.”
“Hyung, I love you.”
“That’s not going to work on me Jae.”
“You are the coolest cat on the streets.”
“My dear dongsaeng you told that to JiJi a couple days ago to get him into the bathtub.”
“Please buy me a new set of brushes hyung! You are filthy rich! Come on you’re Kim Junsu the famous soccer player! Plus your boyfriend is Park Yoochun the famous song composer!”
“Why don’t you just ask umma or appa to buy you it?”
“Well, I asked appa to buy me new sketch books and I already asked umma for that really expensive clay! I really need the brushes hyung! Professor I-like-my-gray-hair-to-be-as-fluffy-as-cotton-candy needs this project by next week!”
“You have a whole bunch of other brushes Jae.”
“I need different brushes for this project because I’m using water paint for this project. Do you need me to lecture you on why water paint shouldn’t be mixed with regular paint?”
“Oh hell no. Fine, I’ll go buy your damn brushes later. Right now though you need to go to umma’s studio.”
“Hyung can you go with me?”
“Nope, I got a date with Chunnie! Good luck with umma! I hope she doesn’t make you try on her new designs! Bye dongsaeng!”
*Jae’s POV*
Before I can say tortillon hyung is already out the door. Why must he leave me alone with umma? I hate going to umma’s studio. My umma is Kim Sun Ah a very famous fashion designer in South Korea. Her work is known to please both men and women. Umma has a habit of making me and hyung try on her new designs. Normal people would pee in their too tight pants to try on Kim Sun Ah’s designs before they hit store, but not me. Actually I would totally be fine trying on her designs if only she let me try on the damn dude clothes! But no, umma only lets hyung try on the men clothes! Not me! Junsu Hyung is also a bottom! Plus he has a bigger ass! So I don’t get why this woman I call umma only makes me try on female clothes.
Oh, before my mind drifts off to emoland because I’m dreading about umma’s cruelty let me introduce myself first. I’m Kim Jaejoong. I am a twenty-one year old who is majoring in art. I have a big brother who goes by the name of Kim Junsu, he is twenty-five and is a famous soccer player. My appa is Kim Sung Soo he is some big lawyer who helps people. Yeah, appa helps people. Just kidding he makes people cry! Okay, he only makes the guilty people cry. As I said before my umma is that big fashion designer. Whoopie doo you now know about the Kim family.
Entering my car I slowly drive to umma’s studio. Geez, why are people honking at me to go faster? Can’t they tell I’m driving slowly on purpose because I’m trying to slow my arrival to humiliation?
Sighing I speed up my car. When I arrive to umma’s studio of crap oops I meant marvelous…crap I park my car. Tugging my feet to the door I slowly slip my hand around the door handle. I’m about to open it when BAM the door swings open greeting me with a smiling Kim Sun Ah.
“Ahhhh!” I scream.
“Yah! Kim Jaejoong how dare you scream in your umma’s face?”
“Your smiling scared me.”
“I shall pretend I didn’t hear you say that my lovely son. Now get your ass in here before I throw that clay of yours away!”
“Wait it came? Umma where is it? Give me!”
“It’s in the back.” Running into the studio I let my legs lead me to my new clay. When I reach to the back I see my clay on a really high shelf.
“UMMA! I CAN’T REACH THE CLAY! BRING ME A LADDER!”
“Where the hell is my please?”
“Umma will you PLEASE bring me a ladder?”
“No, do you think your getting this clay for free?”
“Yes?”
“This is where you’re wrong Joongie. Umma wants you to earn this clay.”
“Do I need to try on clothes again?” Please tell me no!
“Nope.” Hooray! Umma must be in a very good mood right now. Maybe I should die my hair back to black now to make her happy. She really isn’t a fan of my strawberry blonde hair.
“Then what is it you want me to do?”
“I need your art skills.”
“Oh okay. Do you need me to make you a new sign or something?”
“No darling. I need you to help me paint something.”
“You want me to paint your clothes?”
“YOU DID NOT JUST ASK UMMA THAT! WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD I LET YOU TOUCH MY CLOTHES WITH PAINT?”
“Because paint is cool?”
“Jaejoong shut up and let me tell you want I want you to do.” Zipping my mouth shut I wait for her command.
“I need you - wait let me call someone in here.” Walking out of the room she enters the dressing room. Sticking my tongue at her direction I go back and try to get the clay. Being the cool kid on the block I try and climb the shelves. Placing one foot onto one shelf I slowly lead myself towards the top. I raise my hands up and I feel the tip of the clay bag brush over my fingertips. Trying to reach further my feet slips on something and gravity starts to pull me down. Great, I’m falling. Maybe if I’m lucky I’ll just get a concussion. Closing my eyes tightly I wait for my body to crash to the ground.
After I don’t know how many seconds I feel myself being cradled. My gosh! The underworld has absorbed me into the ground and I am now stuck in a very comfortable cradle!
“Hey open your eyes.” Hades? Is that you?
“Yah! Open your eyes or I’m going to drop you.” Hades your breathe smells like spearmint.
“Jaejoong!” Umma? You’ve come to rescue me! Opening my eyes I am greeted with some stranger.
“Ahhhh, Hades let me go!”
“Hades? The fuck? Mrs. Kim I think your son needs to go to the hospital.”
“No, he’s just mentally retarded from all the paint fumes he has to deal with everyday.”
“Umma! You did not just tell Hades I’m mentally retarded! Why are you so mean?” I whine.
“Jae, he isn’t Hades. Meet Jung Yunho the big time actor and model. You should know him, I mean everyone knows who Jung Yunho is!” Does umma think I pay attention to the world or something? I mean I’m the dude who talks to horny art supplies!
“No, I don’t know him umma.” This so called Jung Yunho turns his head really fast to look at me like I’m crazy.
“You seriously don’t know who I am?” Umm, is this a rhetorical question?
“Don’t mind him Yunho. My son is an art freak who doesn’t enjoy the world. When was the last time you had a boyfriend Jaejoong?”
“Umma why would you want me to answer that while a complete stranger is standing here?”
“He’s not a stranger. He’s Jung Yunho! I told you before! Now tell me when was the last time you had a boyfriend honey?”
“When was the last time you curled your hair?” Good one Jae! Curve umma’s attention away from the question!
“Yesterday you idiot.” Ouch I love you too umma. “Now Jae when was the last time you had a boyfriend?”
“FIVE YEARS AGO!” Umma glares at me and shouts back
“DON’T LIE!” What? How does she know I’m lying?
“Fine EIGHT YEARS!”
“KIM JAEJOONG STOP LYING!”
“FINE! I’VE NEVER HAD A BOYFRIEND!” Oh the embarrassment. Looking over to Yunho I see his eyes drifting my body from head to toe. Umm gross?
“Bingo. Did you hear that Yunho?” Breaking his glance away from my body Yunho nods.
“Well, since you now know that my love life is zero can you tell me what I need to paint now? UMMA CAN’T YOU JUST GIVE ME THE CLAY?”
“Stop shouting at me! Okay, I need you to do a body painting for me.” Body painting? Like as in paint on the body? How hard can that be?
“OKAY! I accept!” Oho, I’m getting new clay!
“Do you want to know whose body you’re painting?” Umma questions me while smirking at Yunho.
“I don’t care who it is! I just want my clay. What’s the theme for the paintings?”
“Well since my new clothing design is for fall I just want it to be warm colors.” Rolling my eyes I nod my head then flick my wrist in agreement and rush out the door. While yelling something about coming back tomorrow with a design.
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As the next day arrives I realize I didn’t come up with a design. Wow my procrastination skills are pretty darn amazing still. Entering umma’s studio once again I go and search for her.
“Umma~ where are you?”
“I’m in the fabric room!” Walking towards the room I see tons of airbrushes, regular paint brushes, acrylic paint, and some other amazing art supplies sprawled all over the floor.
“You’re going to do the body painting in here. You ready?” No, I didn’t even come up with a design.
“Yes, yes I am.” I reply back while giving the ‘I’m constipated smile’
“Well since umma knows you way to well I had paid for someone to make the design. You just got to paint it.”
“Fine. That works. I mean… my design I think I left it at home.” LIES JAE.
“Whatever. Okay Yunho is coming in here in a few minutes. Umma has to leave now. MAKE SURE THIS BODY PAINT IS NICE! Yunho’s going to be modeling for my photo shoot.” Wait did she say Yunho?
“Yunho?” I ask.
“No, U-know. Yes, Yunho! You bafoon! Now take this.” Shoving the designs into my hands she grabs her purse and is about to leave when I shout
“Umma! I just had an epiphany. Why exactly do you need me to do body paint when you make clothes? He’s modeling your clothes which means he’s going to cover the paintings up right?”
“About that. I need body paint in this photo shoot because - YAH HOW DARE YOU QUESTION YOUR MOTHER?” Striding to me she raises her purse and whacks me on the head before walking out of the door. Hissing I massage my head while whimpering.
After a couple seconds I take a seat on the floor and look at the designs. Why the hell are these so ugly? I strongly object to this! I mean why are there random flamingos, roses, fishes, whales, and HOLY MACKEREL is that a dick? Okay, Jaejoong has processed through the mind that umma has hired drunk retards to make the designs. I mean why exactly would I draw a dick on someone’s arm? As I go on wondering I hear the door opening.
“How are the designs?” A husky voice questions me.
“They’re crappy. I mean how could umma hire such retards? Come look at them?” I say while still having my back faced towards him. I hear his heavy strides and when he stops to squat down to me I feel major body heat. Turning around I see him only in a damn towel.
“YAH! WHY THE HECK ARE YOU JUST IN A TOWEL? Please tell me you have swimming trunks underneath.”
“I’m naked.” Ahhh why so honest?
“Why are you naked my friend? Is today let’s prance around in only a towel day or something?”
“No, in order for you to do my body paint I have to be naked.” Wait right this moment. Body paint isn’t just the arms, legs, and torso?
“Am I on a reality show? Did umma set you up to do this?” I mumble while getting up off the floor to head to the door. Reaching for the door knob I try to turn it but it’s locked. Great, I’m stuck in a really tight room with a guy in a towel.
“Hey you’re a strong guy right?” I ask Yunho who is observing me.
“Yes, why?”
“Would you be a doll and BREAK THIS DAMN DOOR?” I wait for his response but all I get is a blank stare at me. Wow, this dude must be retarded. All I can do is stare back. How is he not blinking?
“Are you going to do my body paint now?” Yunho murmurs while looking away from me to the art supplies.
“As long as you keep the towel on.” Smirking Yunho struts his way closer to me.
“What if I don’t want to keep my towel on?” Then your ding-a-ling will be hanging loose like a surfer.
“I ask in the nicest way for you sir to keep it - AHHHH I SAID ON! NOT OFF!” As you can tell from this very high pitched squeal I just did that the BASTARD just took his towel off. Using my natural instincts I bring my hands to cover my eyes.
“Oh come on. I know you want to look Jae.” How dare he call me Jae?
“Sir-Ding-A-Ling I advise you to put the towel back on.”
“But you need to paint me. Don’t you want your clay?”
“Of course I want my damn clay!” Removing my hands from my eyes I see Yunho standing right in front of me. My curious eyes start to slowly go lower and lower as I research his body. As my eyes land on his baby making tool I can’t help but gasp. How is this guy so big?
“Well if your going to keep checking me out were going to get nowhere with the painting.”
“I was not checking you out!” I retort back.
“Yes you were.”
“Okay, whatever. Now let me go fill the air brush so I can get this over with. I just want my clay!” Stomping to the art tools I look at the shit designs and get the right colors to use. After ten minutes I finally get the perfect colors and announce to Yunho it was time for me to paint him.
“I’m going to paint your belly first, because it seems the easiest compared to everything.” Sliding my eyes to the design I see that the belly needs to have some sort of dog on top of another dog. Hmmm, why is it that these dogs look like they’re doing something bad? Shrugging I add a light brown Createx paint into the airbrush.
“Are you ready to be painted?” Nodding his head Yunho just once again stares intently at me. Grunting I raise the towel up at him while grumbling out commands that he must tie it back on. Once he ties it around his waist I turn the brush on and let it touch his skin.
Goosebumps distinctly take place onto his skin while I move the air brush around his belly.
“Can you go a little lower?” Yunho groans out.
“But I’m not even finished with your belly yet.” I hiss.
Moving the airbrush slightly faster I hear a whimper. Geez, what was up with the dude? Shaking my head in disapproval I try to finish painting his belly fast. When I’m done with his belly I hear Yunho breathing very heavily.
“Are you having an asthma attack?”
“No, it’s just - that the brush feels…. Really Good.” Not being able to hear the last words I just nod my head like I understood everything.
“Well okay now I’m going to body spray the upper half of your torso.” Adding a different color into the airbrush I glance over to see Yunho looking down at his…. Jewels. You know the game follow the leader? It just so happens that my eyes were playing that game with Yunho’s eyes. Yup, here I am looking at Yunho’s pointy and hard penis.
Are penises always as pointy like his? Being the curious George I turn my back towards Yunho and slightly pull my pants with my boxers halfway open. Peeking inside I see that mine wasn’t pointy or hard it was …. flat.
“Hey are you looking in your pants?” Yunho questions me with a slightly amused tone.
“Why yes, yes I am.” What? Lying isn’t good for the soul.
“Why?”
“I was just checking to see why your penis was so pointy and hard. Plus I wanted to see if mine was too, but it isn’t how come?”
“Do you really want to know why my penis was so pointy and hard?”
“Sir, what do you mean was it still is!” Chuckling Yunho walks in Cheetah like speed to me and shoves me onto the fabric sprawled everywhere on the floor.
“Is there enough cushions for your back?”
“Why would I need cushions for my back? I’m on my butt right now you idiot.”
“Do you always make things so complicated?” Where did he come up with this theory from?
“I don’t know. Will you now explain to me why your stick is so pointy and hard?”
“Fine. Would you be a dear and hand me the airbrush?” Clicking my tongue in distaste I slowly hand the airbrush to him. I’m about to ask him why he needed the lovely tool when suddenly he rips my shirt open. Well how splendid. I mean some actor/model just ripped my shirt open. Pfft, it's not like I was attached to the shirt. Who am I kidding? I LOVED that shirt! Glaring holes at the shirt murdering fool I wait for something to happen.
"Why'd you rip my shirt?"
"I needed to open your shirt." Wow so now he's Captain Obvious?
"Okay.... Well this is weird. Were both shirtless and your only in a towel." Hah, suck it. I'll be even more obvious.
"Exactly. Now I'm going to make your penis pointy and hard."
"YAH! I never asked for you to make it like yours. I was just curious WHY yours was like that." Chuckling at what I had said Yunho just menacingly smiles while saying
"It doesn't matter. I'm still going to make yours look like mine."
"No. I would very much like mine to be limp." Rolling his eyes Yunho turns the airbrush on. I was about to run away but the dude came and straddled me.
"I'm going to make you feel so good." Yunho whispers huskily.
Guiding the airbrush to my stomach Yunho turns the brush on letting the cool air blow over it. Ahh, why is it so cold?
"Stop it! It's really cold!" Shaking his head 'No' Yunho then glides the airbrush higher.
"I wonder how your nipples will react to this." This bastard better not be thinking of letting the airbrush shoot cool air onto my nipple! Luck seems to have run away from me because right the next moment I feel the airbrush breezing over my nipples.
"Mmmm." I let out. What was that?
"There you go. Let me hear those lovely moans!" Excuse me? Did he just say let me hear those lovely moans? What a freak!
"Hahhhhhhh will you put that da- ahhhh!" I yell out. Yunho had dropped the airbrush and used his lips to blow cool air over my nipples.
"WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING?" I shout.
"Blowing cool air over your nipples." Really? I thought you were just breathing really hard while observing the male nipple on my chest.
"You're freaking me out here! Go observe someone else's nipple!"
"Shush darling. Don't you want to feel good?"
"What the hell does having cool air blown onto my nipple have to do with 'feeling good'? I don't even know you! You're just someone my mom told me to paint!"
"But I know you."
"Sir, not to be rude or anything but just because you know my name and umma doesn't make you know exactly who I am. How do you know I'm not some evil mad scientist disguised as an artist?"
"Well why don't we get to know each other?" Yunho mumbles while suddenly latching onto my nipple with his lips.
"Ahhh!" I feel his tongue steadily come out between his parted lips. His tongue reaches my nipple and starts to move slowly as though he was teasingly trying to make me ask him to speed up. I try and gain the courage to try and push him off, but I am stopped when Yunho's free hand drifts to my other nipple and he squeezes it.
"Hahhh mmmm!" I moan out. Why do I keep moaning? I mean come on! Look at the position I'm in. Lying on a floor that has fabric thrown everywhere with a actor/model dude straddling me as he sucks my nipple like a newborn infant trying to find the hidden milk in her/his mother's nipple. I shouldn't be moaning! It's like I'm trying to encourage him that I actually do have milk. Which I'm pretty sure I don't!
"Yunho stop! AHH! Yah! How dare you bite my nipple?"
"You told me to stop. Let me pleasure you." Yunho begs after finally releasing my nipple. I am so confused. Why exactly does he want me to feel good? I'm a nobody while he's a famous bastard.
"Why are you doing this?" I ask while looking to the side.
"I fell for you at first sight." Huh? Like he fell down onto the floor when he saw me? Or does he seriously mean like love at first sight?
"You're funny, but seriously why are you doing this?"
"I've been to your mom's studio more then once. Every time I would come I'd always here her coworkers gushing and gossiping about you. They say things about how you were just really a ball of energy. A beautiful one I might add. I remember hearing them talk about how you always lifted the tense atmosphere in the building every time you arrived. So, the day I actually saw you I was really surprised that everything they had said was true. The first time I had seen you, you were climbing up the shelf. I thought it was cute until well you slipped. I ran on instinct and caught you. Do you know how I felt when you looked straight into my eyes? Wonderful. You made my heart beat fast then you know what? The beating stopped when you called me Hades." Yunho chuckles while looking at me. So, I killed the mood by calling him Hades yesterday?
"I really don't know how to react." I mumble out. Was I supposed to dance and fist pump in victory?
"Nothing. Just will you let me show you how I feel for you?" I just keep my mouth gaping and I guess he took it as a yes. Yunho starts to trail little butterfly kisses down the side of my neck. His kisses reach down to my shoulder and I can't help but gain butterflies in my stomach. He starts to kiss lower and lower when he reaches my stomach. Pressing slightly harder kisses down from there I have a hard time breathing. Yunho stops the kisses once he reaches my underwear waist band. Oh, thank goodness. I didn't know where he was planning to kiss when he got even lower!
"Hey have you had your first kiss yet?" Blushing at his question I shake my head 'no' in shame. Smiling Yunho lifts me slightly up and pulls me by the neck pressing our lips together. My first kiss has now left the building. I truthfully don't know what to do so I let Yunho lead the kiss.
"Open your mouth for me darling." I hear Yunho say between our meshed lips. Obeying to his command I part my lips slightly. He then from there slips his tongue into my cavern. I'd be lying if I said this wasn't weird. What are you expecting? For me to love the feeling right away of someone’s taste-buds touching my taste-buds? If you said yes then you are a very weird child.
I start to soon have the urge to breathe. Yunho on cue releases me. Letting my head fall to his chest I pant profusely trying to gain all the air back I had lost.
Yunho pushes me back down onto my back and unbuttons my jeans. I look away as he unzips them next. Pulling them all the way down he stares at me shamelessly as I am only in my boxers.
"St-top staring at me like that." I stutter.
"You're really beautiful. Why don't you think of becoming a model?" I look at him with distaste and reply "I like art. It's a way for me to be more expressive. I rather be stuck with paint fumes then have cameras flashing at me left and right."
Nodding his head Yunho just smiles at me gently. Leaning down he presses a kiss to my lips again. We start to do the tongue tango and I start to feel Yunho's hands knead my 'special friend.'
"Mmmmhahhh!" I let out as he starts to knead harder. Man if he kneads this hard think of all the things he can do with clay!
"Do you like this?" Yunho questions me sexily.
"Yea-ahhhhh! Oh my god! Slow downnnnn!" I hiss as he boosts his kneading speed.
"Jae, I'm going to take your boxers off now."
"No! It's going to be embarrassing." Sighing Yunho kisses my forehead and reassures me that there was nothing to be worried about. He stands up from our position and pulls his towel off. Oh you've got to be kidding. His ‘special friend' is standing even more proud then it was before. It looks so big.... Where exactly is he planning to stick this beast of a stick at?
"See I'm naked now. It's your turn to get naked now darling." Pouting in defeat I let him slide my boxers off. Closing my eyes in shame I wait for an insult.
"Shit. You're so fucking beautiful. You're like a work of art Jae." Blushing beat red I try to absorb the compliment. Yunho out of know where grabs my penis and starts to stroke it.
"AHHH!! MMMM... Yun...hah what are you doing?"
"Making you feel good darling." I feel immense pleasure as he keeps stroking when he suddenly let's go causing me to pout in frustration. Smirking at my pout Yunho brings his head down leveled to my you know what and kisses it.
"Don't kiss that! It's dirty!" Rolling his eyes he just kisses it more. Grabbing it between his hands once again he plants a kiss on the tip and then inserts it into his mouth. CRAP CRAP CRAP! My freaking penis is in his mouth! What if I suddenly need to pee? THIS MAN BETTER TAKE IT OUT OF HIS MOUTH UNLESS HE'S WILLING TO HAVE SOME OFF TASTING MOUNTAIN DEW DRIFTING INTO HIS MOUTH!
"Take it out! AHHH... oh my gosh....Hahhmmmm!" I moan out as he starts to bob his head up and down. Why does this feel so good? My eyes start to roll back and I grow a burning sensation in the pit of my stomach. Crap. I think I'm going to pee. Dear lord help me.
"Hahhhh! Crap! Yunho stop! Ahhhh! I feel weird! YunAHHHHH!" I squeal as I feel myself squirting something into his mouth. My eyes start to feel watery from disbelief. Yunho swallows what I squirted into his mouth and looks at me with worry when he sees the tears forming.
"Jae why are you about to cry? Did you not like what I did? I'm so sorry. Please forgive me baby." Oh great that did it. I start to burst into pathetic tears while telling Yunho
"I'm not mad at you! You're an idiot though! You made me pee in your mouth! I AM SOOOOO SORRY! I swear I know how to hold my bladder. Please don't be mad!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Darling you just came into my mouth. You didn't pee." Say what? I swear though it felt like I was going to pee! I mean I know what cumming is but I didn't know it felt that way. Sighing in relief I lay back onto my back.
"You really are too cute. Now Jae would you let me feel pleasure to now?" Ahh I must not be greedy he needs pleasure too! Agreeing to his request he excitedly spreads my legs apart. What in the world is he doing? Didn't he say he wanted pleasure? Why was he spreading my legs then?
"What are you doing?" Winking at me Yunho just ignores my question and wraps my legs around his waist.
"I'm going to prepare you now." I watch in slight amusement as he sticks three fingers into his mouth. He pulls them out and spreads my butt cheeks. He better not be thinking on doing what I'm thinking he's going to do. Leveling his lips to my parted cheeks he starts to lick my hole. This is so damn embarrassing! Yunho skillfully rims my hole moistening it to the brim. Shoving his tongue into it I can’t help but gasp. Pulling his tongue in and out of my hole causes me to moan even more.
"AHHHH!!!! Hahhh! MMMAHHH!" He takes his tongue out and just keeps on licking my outer hole when he fully pulls away and randomly just sticks a finger into it. I squeeze my eyes shut at the odd feeling. After a couple seconds I feel a sense of pleasure. Rolling my head back I jump slightly up as he sticks another finger in. He does some scissoring move which causes me to moan like a complete mess. After couple seconds he sticks the third finger in causing me to groan out in pain. I bite my bottom lip to resist the urge to cry out for him to stop.
The pain subsides as he hits a certain spot causing me to see stars. Moaning I squeeze my eyes shut in satisfaction. Pulling his fingers out Yunho lifts one of my legs onto his shoulder and trails kisses down the said leg. I whimper in delight. Why couldn't he go faster?
"Darling I'm going to enter now." Peeking from my closed eyes I watch as he gets into a comfortable position. The tip of his pride and joy starts to enter my hole and I grab the fabric to wait for the awaiting pain.
"Baby you are so tight." Yunho groans. Pushing a little more in I scream out "Hurry up!" Laughing at my impatience Yunho fully thrusts into me. I cry out in pain as it drips its way to my system.
"It hu-uurts! Take it out!"
"Ssssh. Don't worry love it will get better." We stay in a still position for a few minutes when he starts to move. Oh dear, it feels so good! Now I understand why my brush likes being dipped into paint.
"Ahhh! Faster! Haahhhh!" I shout indecently.
"Dammn! You're so ahhh tight!" Yunho increases his speed and all I can do is moan like there's no tomorrow. I soon start to feel that slight tension in my stomach again.
"YUNAHHH I think I'm haaaahhh almost there."
"Me too babe." Grabbing my other leg he puts it on his non occupied shoulder. My legs are both on his shoulders as he rapidly pounds into me. Looking down my eyes widen in disbelief as I see his dick going in and out of me. I feel myself start to leak at a very fast pace. I don’t want this to end. It feels so right.
"Uahhhhh hahhh mmmm."
"Hahhh nnnnn hahhhhh ahhhh." My hole clenches around Yunho's penis and he lets out an animal like growl.
"Yunho I ahh can't hahhh take it anymore!"
"Let it out! Don't worry babe we will do this at the same time." With one last hard thrust I see the stars return.
"AHHHHHH YUNHOOOO!"
"AHHHHHH JAEEE!" Yunho releases into me as I release onto our chests. We both collapse down exhausted. I push Yunho off from me causing him to slide out of me. Sitting up I look down to see Yunho breathing in and out still trying to catch his breath. I just lost my virginity to some celebrity. Joy. Observing our bodies I see cum splattered all over us.
"Jae?"
"Yeah?"
"Will you go on a date with me tomorrow?" I think about the question for a couple minutes and say "Sure, but with one condition." Yunho sits up abruptly with a huge question mark expression.
"What do you mean by one condition?"
"I'll go on a date with you tomorrow if..."
"If?"
"You let me add some drops of paint onto the cum on our bodies." I'm sorry but this white is really boring me.
"May I ask why?"
"Everything looks best when it's colorful." Chuckling at my statement Yunho then grabs me by the neck and kisses me. I'm going to take that as a yes then. Colorful cum for the win.
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A/N: HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY PAULIE UNNIE! I hope you enjoyed this fail mut. ^__^