[fic] Tomboys and Girly Girls
Title: Tomboys and Girly Girls
Author: azurehook
Pairing: YooMin
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut. AU like whoa. urm, crack premise? XD
Warning: Gender switch. And not a sudden one.
Summary: Changmin discovers a new pleasure after a stimulating visual discovery in the music room.
A/N: I'm not sure where I came up with this one. Posting here for archival purposes.
Changmin was annoyed. She usually didn't have to deal with all this social, formal crap but she was a senior this year and her roommates had refused to accept no as an answer, forcibly dragging her and even using her mom to make her go. Now, she was stuck in a ridiculous black dress (granted, the most simple and plainest one her mom would let her pick), heels, twirled up hair and even makeup. Luckily, she managed to wipe most of it off in the bathroom before anyone saw her.
She hadn't wanted to see the guys on her team - they would now see her as some prissy, stuck up girl and probably be asses to her all night. Thank god she had managed to sneak away before the captain of the swim team had seen her. She really, really didn't want to deal with his crap now.
So after some quick, forced hello's, Changmin was holed up in the music room of the school to take a break. She could see from the window the brightly lit tent and the girls and boys milling about under the summer stars.
"In here, in here!"
Changmin started as the door suddenly opened, revealing a rather intensely kissing couple looking for an isolated spot. Changmin cursed, knowing that there was only one doorway. Also, she would have to climb over multiple chairs to get there from her current hiding spot.
"God Jaejoong, such a fucking tease."
Changmin almost exclaimed out loud. Jaejoong was most definitely a guy, in fact, an arts major if she wasn't mistaken and the other voice had also been a guy, very husky and demanding. She couldn't help but peer above the piano, her curiosity piqued at who the other guy was.
Shit! Yunho. The captain of the swim team. Changmin couldn't believe it. She swore Yunho had had girlfriends before (Stephanie and Seul Gi right?) and when did he start things with Jaejoong? She just shook her head. There were too many things she did not understand.
She most definitely could NOT reveal herself now. Crouching low, she peeked at the couple to see if they would finish soon. Which, from the looks of it, was definitely not the case.
Changmin was somewhat... asexual in some sense. To be more accurate, she had never really been interested in guys (or girls either) and sex wasn't all that interesting to her. She had always been intensely focused on her athletics and academics, and the social life was more casual late night snacks of pizza, bowling, or movies with the gang. She hadn't really understood the whole boyfriend/girlfriend bit. Yes, she had the health classes and knew the mechanisms of sex (hell, she had even watched some porn as a joke with some of the guys), but it wasn't really something she was interested in.
But she found herself intensely watching Jaejoong, the sweat beading slightly off his hair as his mouth opened and moaned.
"Just had to look at me like that, didn't you," Yunho growled, sucking hard on Jaejoong's neck. "Letting your tongue fucking tease those full lips of yours." Obscene, wet noises echoed in the room as his lips abused Jaejoong's pale white neck.
Jaejoong gasped. "Got me what I wanted," he said between breaths. His hips pushed forward to rub against Yunho, the grunts and pants sounding in the small space.
Their jackets were already tossed on the floor and Yunho was making swift work of Jaejoong's shirt. They stripped each other, and Changmin could see Jaejoong's cock, jutting stiff and glistening slightly with precome. Yunho smirked before letting his lips suck Jaejoong hard and slow.
"Nng, Yunho!" Jae arched, trying to push forward into Yunho's warm, wet mouth. Changmin could see the thick, long hardness pushing in and out and wondered what it would taste it like. Salty? Sweet? Sweaty? She unconsciously licked her lips and saw Yunho press a finger into Jae's ass.
"!!!!" Jae gasped and moaned as Yunho slowly stretched him, letting him adjust before adding in another finger. Jae was breathing hard, Yunho pushing faster with his fingers as he sucked loudly with his lips smacking. But something happened and Jae shuddered hard as he almost bucked off the desk.
"Fuck me," Jae's harsh cry piercing and ringing against Changmin's ears. "Now."
Changmin was wet. Her nipples were erect and rubbing across the smooth silk chiffon of her dress and she could feel an intense sort of throbbing and ache between her legs. Biting her lips, she could only watch on as Yunho slowly eased his lubricated member into Jae before developing a rhythm, the both of them fucking on the desks with echoing groans and pants. She could see the sweat dripping off of Yunho, his chest glistening slightly with exertion as he continued to pound into Jaejoong.
"Fuck Jae, I'm coming, god you're so fucking tight," Yunho slammed into Jae one more time before shuddering and releasing his seed into Jaejoong, the white cum dripping out of Jae's ass. Jae groaned, exhaling sharply,
"Yunho," before splattering white over his chest.
They smiled to each other, kissing each other rather tenderly and swiftly cleaning up their mess before dressing each other. They then quickly slipped out and the doors clicked shut once again.
Fuck. Changmin was incredibly aroused and frustrated, wishing she had never chosen the music room for her respite. All too suddenly, the door rattled open again and Changmin tensed.
"Hey yo, Changmin, you in here buddy? The girls said you actually came all dressed up but they couldn't find you. Anyone here?"
Changmin looked up to see her friend Yoochun at the door. Gods, why did this have to happen to her? Though right now, she was too aroused to really make sense of anything else.
"Um, y-yeah, I'm uh, I'm here." She awkwardly stood up, her legs feeling entirely too weak and her body feeling entirely too desperate and wanting.
"Ah, so you're here! Look, I know you're probably embarrassed 'cuz you had to get all dressed up and stuff, but it's the last night and all and it's no big deal. I won't laugh or tease or anything, aight? C'mon, it's too lonely up here," Yoochun said, walking towards Changmin.
"Th-that's not the problem," Changmin heard herself saying.
"Hmm? Then what's up? You wanna just ditch this joint, grab some pizza or something-"
"No! No, I mean, that's not it." Changmin had been looking at the floor the whole time, but looked up at Yoochun at this moment. Yoochun was dressed nicely she had to admit, the black slacks and tucked in shirt with jacket doing wonders to his normal attire of baggy skater jeans and t-shirt. It didn't really help he had actually done his hair too today. Changmin shook her head; why was she fixating so much on Yoochun's appearance?
"Well? What's up?" Yoochun just cocked his head and looked at her curiously.
Now, Changmin knew about the basic mechanisms but she wasn't quite sure how to do it herself. She did know, however, that Yoochun had had some experience with girls so maybe it wasn't such a crazy idea. Or maybe she was just too aroused to really think straight. Her body was reacting strangely to Yoochun's close presence, and she was slightly disturbed to not only notice but also fixate on the fact that he was wearing cologne, the scents of musk and spice resonating deeply within her.
"I...need you to do me a favor. You can say no," she started. Breath in, breath out. Okay.
"I'mreallyreallyarousedandIneedhelptogetmeoff," she said very quickly and breathlessly.
Pause.
"Changmin? Did, did you just say what I think you said?" Yoochun was grinning way too widely and Changmin was pissed off.
"Fuck it, just forget I asked okay? God, this was such a stupid idea to come here-" and Changmin pulled on the door handle to rush out when Yoochun slammed the doors closed with his hand and leaned ticklishly close, letting his lips brush lightly against Changmin's ear. Changmin shivered.
"I don't mind. I've always thought you were cute," Yoochun whispered.
Changmin turned around to retort that she was not cute dammit, but Yoochun pushed her against the door and began placing teasing small kisses against her neck. She heard herself moan, the pounding and throbbing starting much more fiercely now as Yoochun began letting his hands smooth along her side.
She could feel herself trembling, slightly nervous about what was going to happen. She opened her mouth to say something, but Yoochun seemed to sense her fear and said,
"I'm clean and it'll just be oral. Okay?"
Changmin blushed, but quickly nodded.
Yoochun took off his jacket to lay on the desks as he leaned in to kiss Changmin. She clenched her eyes shut, not quite sure what to expect. It was a weird sensation, almost too wet with no distinct feeling, but then Yoochun started sucking slightly on Changmin's lips and Changmin felt another moan pour out of her.
She shivered slightly when Yoochun tugged at her dress and slid down the zipper, the ratcheting metal strangely erotic against their pantings and slight creaking of the desks. Her breasts, released from their tight prison, bounced free, nipples rigid and erect against the coolness of the room. Changmin watched with wide eyes as Yoochun gently cupped one of her breasts, leaning down to suck at her nipple. She gasped, watching Yoochun gaze up at her, eyes dilated and dark.
Changmin couldn't help the nervous twitter as Yoochun began kissing lower, his soft, pouty lips ticklish against her stomach. Her hands were clenched, and she felt incredibly exposed with Yoochun almost still dressed. His hands went further, slowly pushing the dress down until she was left with just her black panties on. Something passed in Yoochun's eyes, and Changmin couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious.
"Th-they needed to match. Since white would show. Um," Changmin wasn't quite sure what she was saying.
"Very hot Minnie," Yoochun's voice had gone lower, huskier and Changmin swallowed hard. She felt so wet, the thin material sticking to her. She thought Yoochun would strip her completely, but gasped when he just pushed his finger against her, slowly sliding up and down. She wanted more, and found her hips moving up to stroke against his hand.
"Tell me if it starts feeling uncomfortable or if you want me to stop, okay?" Yoochun was looking at her, still intensely, but also with a warmth and softness that Changmin wasn't expecting. Feeling a little overwhelmed, Changmin had to clear her throat slightly. Building her resolve though, she said clearly,
"Just keep going." She bit her lip and nodded her head, hoping that Yoochun would understand that she trusted him. Yoochun smiled gently, before going down to lick Changmin, right through the fabric.
She knew she exclaimed, loud and high, the hot, firm tongue poking through the cotton too much for her senses to handle. Yoochun leaned back slightly to slide the panties off, and Changmin felt incredibly wanton as Yoochun sat her on the desk with her legs spread apart and exposed. She gulped. Yoochun placed light butterfly kisses against her mound, slowly nipping and sucking harder and harder. Soon, his heated curl of wet stroked insistently, and she couldn't help but moan and gasp, her hips thrusting uncontrollably as her hands moved naturally towards Yoochun's hair, wanting, needing so much more, the build growing too intensely.
"Please, ah, I need," she whimpered, not knowing what she was begging for, but knew she needed more, and panted quickly and heavy as Yoochun's tongue began flicking more intensely and quickly against her. And then suddenly, she felt his finger tease against her entrance before pushing in and rubbing against her vaginal walls.
"M-more," she gasped out, and Yoochun pushed two fingers in, making her feel incredibly full. But she could feel herself getting wetter and opening wider and his fingers slid easier into her, back and forth. She had a sudden urge to be completely full, to have something in her mouth, a thick full cock plunging past her lips and overwhelming her. She felt wetter, almost dripping, and the hot searing pressure was unbearable.
"God, I'm, I'm so close, god, I'm-" Changmin couldn't find her words, everything blacking out, her senses overloaded where she couldn't hear, couldn't see, couldn't feel anything but her singular release exploding as the waves reverberated through her body. She suddenly felt incredibly limp, slight aftershocks tingling through, forcing her to push Yoochun slightly away, feeling over sensitized.
She only then realized that she had closed her eyes and opened them again to see the ceiling fan of the music room. She looked at Yoochun, who was looking at her with rather heady eyes, all the while licking at a slightly glistening substance on his fingers. Changmin blushed. She knew she should get up and cover herself and was slowly starting to feel overly exposed and nervous.
But she suddenly felt a hot, hard heat brush against her thigh. She didn't know what came over her, but she felt curious and nudged her thigh slightly. Yoochun groaned. Emboldened, she shakily stood up, pushing herself flush against him. The cool, smooth formal wear caressing her nakedness made her feel even more erotic as she timidly cupped his groin.
"Changmin," Yoochun breathed. "You're going into dangerous territory."
Changmin felt a sense of challenge and replied,
"I should return the favor, right?" She was feeling heady again, knowing that Yoochun was hard looking at her. "C-can I try?" She inwardly cursed at her stuttering.
"No complaints, go ahead," Yoochun's husky voice in her ear.
She began massaging him slightly through his pants, surprised at how hard it felt even through the fabric. With her other hand, she began toying lower towards his balls, making Yoochun pant and stare at her intensely. She quirked a little smile. Nervous, Changmin popped the top button and slowly unzipped Yoochun's pants. His cock tented out, to her surprise, turgid against his boxers. She slipped her hand in to feel him. It was hard, at least, much harder than she expected and she traced the veins delicately with her fingers.
She started squeezing lightly, but Yoochun put his hand over hers and said,
"Go up and down, with some pressure. Like this," and she felt Yoochun's fingers slowly lead up and down his shaft. She was nervous but the groans and pants that Yoochun kept making encouraged her. It was strange to feel his hand's warmth over hers on his cock.
"Keep doing that with one hand and touch my balls-yeah, right there," and Yoochun tipped his head back slightly.
She wasn't quite sure if she was doing it right, but Yoochun nodded as he gazed at her through hooded eyes. She soon developed a rhythm, quick and hard and fast and Yoochun panted harder. He let out a sudden groan, surprising Changmin and she almost stopped. But Yoochun grabbed her wrist.
"Min," voice husky and rough, "I'm close."
Changmin bit her lip and stroked faster. And suddenly Yoochun groaned hard and Changmin felt a quick liquid heat splash on her hands. She looked at it curiously, having only heard about it in theory. Yoochun was breathing hard. He slumped over slightly, letting his head rest on Changmin's shoulder.
"Gods," Yoochun breathed out. "Here, take this," and Chun fished out the handkerchief from his jacket.
Changmin took the cloth but sniffed at the viscous white streaks before wiping her hands carefully clean.
"You were so good," Yoochun said in Changmin's ear. She blushed slightly, not quite sure what to say. But feeling anxious and nervous also. And extremely naked.
"You know," Yoochun said softly. "I've always thought you were very attractive. But you never seem interested in guys that way so I figured you'd rather just have a friend…"
"I wouldn't mind trying the dating thing," he said, almost nonchalantly. But Changmin could see the slight tremble behind Yoochun's grin, the fidgeting nervousness of his hands.
Changmin wondered what that meant, exactly. Weren't people supposed to date first and then have sex?
She looked at Yoochun, who smiled at her disarmingly.
"Okay." Changmin said. "We can date." Maybe it didn't matter. After all, she wasn't the normal girly girl. And hey, she liked Yoochun. She could admit that to herself.
Yoochun grinned wide.
"But I kick your ass if you do something stupid." Still a tomboy, of course.
Author: azurehook
Pairing: YooMin
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut. AU like whoa. urm, crack premise? XD
Warning: Gender switch. And not a sudden one.
Summary: Changmin discovers a new pleasure after a stimulating visual discovery in the music room.
A/N: I'm not sure where I came up with this one. Posting here for archival purposes.
Changmin was annoyed. She usually didn't have to deal with all this social, formal crap but she was a senior this year and her roommates had refused to accept no as an answer, forcibly dragging her and even using her mom to make her go. Now, she was stuck in a ridiculous black dress (granted, the most simple and plainest one her mom would let her pick), heels, twirled up hair and even makeup. Luckily, she managed to wipe most of it off in the bathroom before anyone saw her.
She hadn't wanted to see the guys on her team - they would now see her as some prissy, stuck up girl and probably be asses to her all night. Thank god she had managed to sneak away before the captain of the swim team had seen her. She really, really didn't want to deal with his crap now.
So after some quick, forced hello's, Changmin was holed up in the music room of the school to take a break. She could see from the window the brightly lit tent and the girls and boys milling about under the summer stars.
"In here, in here!"
Changmin started as the door suddenly opened, revealing a rather intensely kissing couple looking for an isolated spot. Changmin cursed, knowing that there was only one doorway. Also, she would have to climb over multiple chairs to get there from her current hiding spot.
"God Jaejoong, such a fucking tease."
Changmin almost exclaimed out loud. Jaejoong was most definitely a guy, in fact, an arts major if she wasn't mistaken and the other voice had also been a guy, very husky and demanding. She couldn't help but peer above the piano, her curiosity piqued at who the other guy was.
Shit! Yunho. The captain of the swim team. Changmin couldn't believe it. She swore Yunho had had girlfriends before (Stephanie and Seul Gi right?) and when did he start things with Jaejoong? She just shook her head. There were too many things she did not understand.
She most definitely could NOT reveal herself now. Crouching low, she peeked at the couple to see if they would finish soon. Which, from the looks of it, was definitely not the case.
Changmin was somewhat... asexual in some sense. To be more accurate, she had never really been interested in guys (or girls either) and sex wasn't all that interesting to her. She had always been intensely focused on her athletics and academics, and the social life was more casual late night snacks of pizza, bowling, or movies with the gang. She hadn't really understood the whole boyfriend/girlfriend bit. Yes, she had the health classes and knew the mechanisms of sex (hell, she had even watched some porn as a joke with some of the guys), but it wasn't really something she was interested in.
But she found herself intensely watching Jaejoong, the sweat beading slightly off his hair as his mouth opened and moaned.
"Just had to look at me like that, didn't you," Yunho growled, sucking hard on Jaejoong's neck. "Letting your tongue fucking tease those full lips of yours." Obscene, wet noises echoed in the room as his lips abused Jaejoong's pale white neck.
Jaejoong gasped. "Got me what I wanted," he said between breaths. His hips pushed forward to rub against Yunho, the grunts and pants sounding in the small space.
Their jackets were already tossed on the floor and Yunho was making swift work of Jaejoong's shirt. They stripped each other, and Changmin could see Jaejoong's cock, jutting stiff and glistening slightly with precome. Yunho smirked before letting his lips suck Jaejoong hard and slow.
"Nng, Yunho!" Jae arched, trying to push forward into Yunho's warm, wet mouth. Changmin could see the thick, long hardness pushing in and out and wondered what it would taste it like. Salty? Sweet? Sweaty? She unconsciously licked her lips and saw Yunho press a finger into Jae's ass.
"!!!!" Jae gasped and moaned as Yunho slowly stretched him, letting him adjust before adding in another finger. Jae was breathing hard, Yunho pushing faster with his fingers as he sucked loudly with his lips smacking. But something happened and Jae shuddered hard as he almost bucked off the desk.
"Fuck me," Jae's harsh cry piercing and ringing against Changmin's ears. "Now."
Changmin was wet. Her nipples were erect and rubbing across the smooth silk chiffon of her dress and she could feel an intense sort of throbbing and ache between her legs. Biting her lips, she could only watch on as Yunho slowly eased his lubricated member into Jae before developing a rhythm, the both of them fucking on the desks with echoing groans and pants. She could see the sweat dripping off of Yunho, his chest glistening slightly with exertion as he continued to pound into Jaejoong.
"Fuck Jae, I'm coming, god you're so fucking tight," Yunho slammed into Jae one more time before shuddering and releasing his seed into Jaejoong, the white cum dripping out of Jae's ass. Jae groaned, exhaling sharply,
"Yunho," before splattering white over his chest.
They smiled to each other, kissing each other rather tenderly and swiftly cleaning up their mess before dressing each other. They then quickly slipped out and the doors clicked shut once again.
Fuck. Changmin was incredibly aroused and frustrated, wishing she had never chosen the music room for her respite. All too suddenly, the door rattled open again and Changmin tensed.
"Hey yo, Changmin, you in here buddy? The girls said you actually came all dressed up but they couldn't find you. Anyone here?"
Changmin looked up to see her friend Yoochun at the door. Gods, why did this have to happen to her? Though right now, she was too aroused to really make sense of anything else.
"Um, y-yeah, I'm uh, I'm here." She awkwardly stood up, her legs feeling entirely too weak and her body feeling entirely too desperate and wanting.
"Ah, so you're here! Look, I know you're probably embarrassed 'cuz you had to get all dressed up and stuff, but it's the last night and all and it's no big deal. I won't laugh or tease or anything, aight? C'mon, it's too lonely up here," Yoochun said, walking towards Changmin.
"Th-that's not the problem," Changmin heard herself saying.
"Hmm? Then what's up? You wanna just ditch this joint, grab some pizza or something-"
"No! No, I mean, that's not it." Changmin had been looking at the floor the whole time, but looked up at Yoochun at this moment. Yoochun was dressed nicely she had to admit, the black slacks and tucked in shirt with jacket doing wonders to his normal attire of baggy skater jeans and t-shirt. It didn't really help he had actually done his hair too today. Changmin shook her head; why was she fixating so much on Yoochun's appearance?
"Well? What's up?" Yoochun just cocked his head and looked at her curiously.
Now, Changmin knew about the basic mechanisms but she wasn't quite sure how to do it herself. She did know, however, that Yoochun had had some experience with girls so maybe it wasn't such a crazy idea. Or maybe she was just too aroused to really think straight. Her body was reacting strangely to Yoochun's close presence, and she was slightly disturbed to not only notice but also fixate on the fact that he was wearing cologne, the scents of musk and spice resonating deeply within her.
"I...need you to do me a favor. You can say no," she started. Breath in, breath out. Okay.
"I'mreallyreallyarousedandIneedhelptogetmeoff," she said very quickly and breathlessly.
Pause.
"Changmin? Did, did you just say what I think you said?" Yoochun was grinning way too widely and Changmin was pissed off.
"Fuck it, just forget I asked okay? God, this was such a stupid idea to come here-" and Changmin pulled on the door handle to rush out when Yoochun slammed the doors closed with his hand and leaned ticklishly close, letting his lips brush lightly against Changmin's ear. Changmin shivered.
"I don't mind. I've always thought you were cute," Yoochun whispered.
Changmin turned around to retort that she was not cute dammit, but Yoochun pushed her against the door and began placing teasing small kisses against her neck. She heard herself moan, the pounding and throbbing starting much more fiercely now as Yoochun began letting his hands smooth along her side.
She could feel herself trembling, slightly nervous about what was going to happen. She opened her mouth to say something, but Yoochun seemed to sense her fear and said,
"I'm clean and it'll just be oral. Okay?"
Changmin blushed, but quickly nodded.
Yoochun took off his jacket to lay on the desks as he leaned in to kiss Changmin. She clenched her eyes shut, not quite sure what to expect. It was a weird sensation, almost too wet with no distinct feeling, but then Yoochun started sucking slightly on Changmin's lips and Changmin felt another moan pour out of her.
She shivered slightly when Yoochun tugged at her dress and slid down the zipper, the ratcheting metal strangely erotic against their pantings and slight creaking of the desks. Her breasts, released from their tight prison, bounced free, nipples rigid and erect against the coolness of the room. Changmin watched with wide eyes as Yoochun gently cupped one of her breasts, leaning down to suck at her nipple. She gasped, watching Yoochun gaze up at her, eyes dilated and dark.
Changmin couldn't help the nervous twitter as Yoochun began kissing lower, his soft, pouty lips ticklish against her stomach. Her hands were clenched, and she felt incredibly exposed with Yoochun almost still dressed. His hands went further, slowly pushing the dress down until she was left with just her black panties on. Something passed in Yoochun's eyes, and Changmin couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious.
"Th-they needed to match. Since white would show. Um," Changmin wasn't quite sure what she was saying.
"Very hot Minnie," Yoochun's voice had gone lower, huskier and Changmin swallowed hard. She felt so wet, the thin material sticking to her. She thought Yoochun would strip her completely, but gasped when he just pushed his finger against her, slowly sliding up and down. She wanted more, and found her hips moving up to stroke against his hand.
"Tell me if it starts feeling uncomfortable or if you want me to stop, okay?" Yoochun was looking at her, still intensely, but also with a warmth and softness that Changmin wasn't expecting. Feeling a little overwhelmed, Changmin had to clear her throat slightly. Building her resolve though, she said clearly,
"Just keep going." She bit her lip and nodded her head, hoping that Yoochun would understand that she trusted him. Yoochun smiled gently, before going down to lick Changmin, right through the fabric.
She knew she exclaimed, loud and high, the hot, firm tongue poking through the cotton too much for her senses to handle. Yoochun leaned back slightly to slide the panties off, and Changmin felt incredibly wanton as Yoochun sat her on the desk with her legs spread apart and exposed. She gulped. Yoochun placed light butterfly kisses against her mound, slowly nipping and sucking harder and harder. Soon, his heated curl of wet stroked insistently, and she couldn't help but moan and gasp, her hips thrusting uncontrollably as her hands moved naturally towards Yoochun's hair, wanting, needing so much more, the build growing too intensely.
"Please, ah, I need," she whimpered, not knowing what she was begging for, but knew she needed more, and panted quickly and heavy as Yoochun's tongue began flicking more intensely and quickly against her. And then suddenly, she felt his finger tease against her entrance before pushing in and rubbing against her vaginal walls.
"M-more," she gasped out, and Yoochun pushed two fingers in, making her feel incredibly full. But she could feel herself getting wetter and opening wider and his fingers slid easier into her, back and forth. She had a sudden urge to be completely full, to have something in her mouth, a thick full cock plunging past her lips and overwhelming her. She felt wetter, almost dripping, and the hot searing pressure was unbearable.
"God, I'm, I'm so close, god, I'm-" Changmin couldn't find her words, everything blacking out, her senses overloaded where she couldn't hear, couldn't see, couldn't feel anything but her singular release exploding as the waves reverberated through her body. She suddenly felt incredibly limp, slight aftershocks tingling through, forcing her to push Yoochun slightly away, feeling over sensitized.
She only then realized that she had closed her eyes and opened them again to see the ceiling fan of the music room. She looked at Yoochun, who was looking at her with rather heady eyes, all the while licking at a slightly glistening substance on his fingers. Changmin blushed. She knew she should get up and cover herself and was slowly starting to feel overly exposed and nervous.
But she suddenly felt a hot, hard heat brush against her thigh. She didn't know what came over her, but she felt curious and nudged her thigh slightly. Yoochun groaned. Emboldened, she shakily stood up, pushing herself flush against him. The cool, smooth formal wear caressing her nakedness made her feel even more erotic as she timidly cupped his groin.
"Changmin," Yoochun breathed. "You're going into dangerous territory."
Changmin felt a sense of challenge and replied,
"I should return the favor, right?" She was feeling heady again, knowing that Yoochun was hard looking at her. "C-can I try?" She inwardly cursed at her stuttering.
"No complaints, go ahead," Yoochun's husky voice in her ear.
She began massaging him slightly through his pants, surprised at how hard it felt even through the fabric. With her other hand, she began toying lower towards his balls, making Yoochun pant and stare at her intensely. She quirked a little smile. Nervous, Changmin popped the top button and slowly unzipped Yoochun's pants. His cock tented out, to her surprise, turgid against his boxers. She slipped her hand in to feel him. It was hard, at least, much harder than she expected and she traced the veins delicately with her fingers.
She started squeezing lightly, but Yoochun put his hand over hers and said,
"Go up and down, with some pressure. Like this," and she felt Yoochun's fingers slowly lead up and down his shaft. She was nervous but the groans and pants that Yoochun kept making encouraged her. It was strange to feel his hand's warmth over hers on his cock.
"Keep doing that with one hand and touch my balls-yeah, right there," and Yoochun tipped his head back slightly.
She wasn't quite sure if she was doing it right, but Yoochun nodded as he gazed at her through hooded eyes. She soon developed a rhythm, quick and hard and fast and Yoochun panted harder. He let out a sudden groan, surprising Changmin and she almost stopped. But Yoochun grabbed her wrist.
"Min," voice husky and rough, "I'm close."
Changmin bit her lip and stroked faster. And suddenly Yoochun groaned hard and Changmin felt a quick liquid heat splash on her hands. She looked at it curiously, having only heard about it in theory. Yoochun was breathing hard. He slumped over slightly, letting his head rest on Changmin's shoulder.
"Gods," Yoochun breathed out. "Here, take this," and Chun fished out the handkerchief from his jacket.
Changmin took the cloth but sniffed at the viscous white streaks before wiping her hands carefully clean.
"You were so good," Yoochun said in Changmin's ear. She blushed slightly, not quite sure what to say. But feeling anxious and nervous also. And extremely naked.
"You know," Yoochun said softly. "I've always thought you were very attractive. But you never seem interested in guys that way so I figured you'd rather just have a friend…"
"I wouldn't mind trying the dating thing," he said, almost nonchalantly. But Changmin could see the slight tremble behind Yoochun's grin, the fidgeting nervousness of his hands.
Changmin wondered what that meant, exactly. Weren't people supposed to date first and then have sex?
She looked at Yoochun, who smiled at her disarmingly.
"Okay." Changmin said. "We can date." Maybe it didn't matter. After all, she wasn't the normal girly girl. And hey, she liked Yoochun. She could admit that to herself.
Yoochun grinned wide.
"But I kick your ass if you do something stupid." Still a tomboy, of course.