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Cum to me
NC-17 | Smut | Humor | Romance | one-shot | YunJae | Jaeho
Summary: Jaejoong wants to top and so does Yunho.
warning(s): language and explicit smut
A/N: I’m serious about the summary. Lol.
“Alone tonight?” Jaejoong heard from the guy sitting next to him the moment he took a seat, flirting with him shamelessly as he ordered his usual drink and rolled his eyes. Immediately, Jaejoong ignored the guy and once his drink came, he grabbed it quickly to down it, but instead the guy took hold of his wrist before he could lay a single drop into his dry mouth.
“Hey, I’m talking to you.” The guy said, alcohol evident in his breath and probably drunk too by the way his voice slurred.
Unless that was his real voice, then it sounded awful, Jaejoong thought.
It wasn’t like he came out oft- okay, he came down to the clubs often and it’s not the dandiest thing on earth but he liked the drinks, the dance, and the (gay) guys.
Just not the (hideous) drunks.
Jaejoong pulled his arm a little and the guy leaned off his chair, his legs wobbled and they looked like they could collapse any minute.
“Hey- “
“Aish. Get lost, you impatient asshole. I just got here and you ruined my fucking drink already.” Jaejoong sighed irritably, putting down his untouched drink and brushing the other’s grip away with ease, who notably fell asleep on the spot. “Put it on his tab.” He told the bartender, who nodded and rang it up.
Sighing, Jaejoong ran a hand through his soft hair and left to the dance floor, already expecting his night to end bitterly when it had only just begun.
However, that didn’t put him down completely.
The night was still young and Jaejoong hadn’t entirely wasted it yet because he hasn’t found his prey for the night and he always leaves the pub with another man. A date, his night’s lay, partner, whatever you can call them- just as long as he can get his hands on another ass.
Yes, an ass. Not a fucker.
Because undeniably he tops and it had always been that way since he was dubbed gay or bisexual in his book- but everyone gets the point.
And that’s that.
Lazily, Jaejoong waltz onto the dance floor and the moment he entered, there was a spur of whistles and he knew he attracted more than enough eyes for tonight.
It wasn’t long when a few bodies surrounded him, touching him intimately, whispering some sweet time tonight, however, Jaejoong wasn’t interested in the crowd. One flashy, one too slim, one too chubby for his liking and he sighed when he discovered the list went on with each passing second because unfortunately, tonight’s catch just didn’t seem as interesting as he thought.
But then again, he was looking for a fuck, not a pretty face and his own should totally make up for it, he concluded.
A few more songs came and went and he danced a while longer until he decided it was a good time to stop when he spotted a cutie winking at him to go to the bathroom. It was about time and a good drink sounded nice right now.
Breathing heavily, Jaejoong reached the bar again and ordered his usual until he felt a hand feeling up his ass and frowned.
“Sorry, man. If you’re looking for a fuck with a pretty face, then you’ve got the wrong guy because I do the fucking.” Jaejoong exclaimed through the loud music, turning his head to the stranger and his jaws nearly dropped, drool probably coming out from the side of his mouth (but that wasn’t important).
The man gave him an alluring stare, holding a glass with his other hand, but it made him all the more sexier and Jaejoong thought it was a shame the man didn’t have the bottom material.
Unless he can change that.
“Really?” The man said with a bit of amusement and surprise in his answer. He gave Jaejoong’s ass another stroke and then a pinch and the pretty man yelped.
“Yah! I’m serious!” Slapping the gorgeous man’s hand away, he downed his drink the moment it arrived and was about to walk away until he spotted something in the other’s hand.
It was a cell phone- his cell phone to be precise, if the elephant keychain wasn’t enough of a hint and the model that he brought with him tonight, then surely he would be blind to miss all that.
The man stared at Jaejoong curiously and Jaejoong just stared back at him.
A pregnant pause and then silently, Jaejoong tried to swipe his phone back from the other’s hand, however, the man pulled it away from his grasp just in the nick of time, obvious of his motive. “Nu-uh. Beg for it, little one.” He smirked and it was getting on Jaejoong’s nerves, the surge of alcohol didn’t help either.
“You asshole! That’s mine!” Jaejoong shouted, not caring if there were a few people who heard the commotion because he was sure the loud music had drowned out his voice when it didn’t stop abruptly. He reached over the other’s head, flapping his hands a little until they were so close, and he only needed to stretch a bit longer however, his limbs were beginning to ache terribly and he cursed when they started to wobble.
Even though the man was practically sitting down, his arms were so fucking long and Jaejoong had a hard time keeping himself on his toes, which was the only way to avoid leaning onto the other man. He could even feel the man breathing closely against his lower chin, staring at him even, but Jaejoong was too distracted and focused on his cellphone to care.
And that was his downfall.
The moment he moved an inch forward, his toes gave out and he ended up falling into the man’s lap, chest to chest and his arms folded automatically behind the other’s head in fear of dropping to the ground.
If one was to see the two from afar, one would think they were a couple or two guys about to hook up rather intimately.
There were some giggles and a laugh until the said person Jaejoong was on top of spoke up, “I know I’m gorgeous, little kitten, but I didn’t know you wanted me that badly.” The man chuckled right next to Jaejoong’s ear and he gasped the next moment his ass was being felt up again, unconsciously causing his hands to grip tightly around the other’s neck.
“Y-yah! Who said you can touch those?!” Jaejoong blushed horribly and he felt another squeeze on his ass. His breath hitched and he noticed the other’s hand-the one that held his cellphone had lowered and he snatched it right underneath the man’s gorgeous nose.
“Ah!” Jaejoong flinched. A hard pinched to his ass and he could tell the stranger was smirking at him all too gleefully at his response.
“Damn fucking asshole. Quit molesting me!” Pushing himself quickly off the other’s lap and a hand came and smacked his butt cheeks hard. He grunted, rubbing his ass and glaring at the other man like he wanted to murder him.
“You- “
“I’m sorry but you were the one who started molesting me because from what I can recall, you were the one who jumped me.” He smirked and Jaejoong so wanted to wipe it entirely off the other man’s face. Literally.
“That’s because you wouldn’t give me back my cellphone.” Jaejoong argued and the other shook his head in disappointment. “All you had to do was ask, little munchkin.”
“Stop calling me that, you asshole.”
“It’s not like you’ll stop calling me an ‘asshole,’ so ‘no fucking way’ little pretty one.” And the gorgeous man looked dead serious too because for a moment, Jaejoong thought the guy must be too fucking drunk to be giving off lame pick-up lines. Especially with a gorgeous face like that, he doubt someone would even need to use them to begin with.
Too irritated to care, Jaejoong decided to ignore the guy for awhile and that’s when he realized something.
He was going to have a fuck tonight and apparently, this bastard distracted him from getting a successful date.
Fuck, now his prey for the night probably left and it was already past midnight. Most of the people had already left too and now there were only the left over ones that could hardly give a fuck on who the hell they fucked.
Fuck, and he just lost his only chance to get laid tonight and he doesn’t even want to think about trying out these ugly assholes because just the thought made him whole-heartedly sick.
Well, all except one gorgeous bastard who was an asshole but didn’t want to take it up the ass and it’s not like Jaejoong wanted to do him anyway.
Even if he was desperate.
He could jerk off.
That’s what hands are for, right?
He sighed, a bit satisfied with his logical thought and decided to call it a night because it wasn’t worth it if he wasn’t the least bit horny anymore.
What a wasted night, he summed.
Dejected, Jaejoong made his way towards the exit until he heard the bartender calling him.
“Can you take this guy home with you? He doesn’t have a cell phone on him or his wallet and it looks like his friends invited him and then ditched him with the bill and his phone.” The bartender said, pointing to a certain gorgeous guy sleeping on the counter and mumbling some shit that Jaejoong didn’t really care about.
Unfortunately, the bartender was giving him a pleading look and to top it off, Jaejoong just had to be close friends with the guy too. He let out a huge sigh.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
- ->
Yunho was the name of the asshole, Jaejoong learned when the bartender helped him bring the guy into the taxicab. The body slumped right in with ease and Jaejoong didn’t have much trouble pushing the guy’s gorgeous body around- now that Jaejoong had taken note of the well-built, tan sweet honey ski-
Okay, fuck, that went too far.
He slapped himself mentally.
Although, fortunately for Jaejoong, his bartender buddy, Yoochun didn’t charge him for Yunho’s tab and even offered him more free drinks just to get rid of the guy. It wasn’t bad, but he kind of regretted taking up the offer since he was pretty much a bottle away from falling asleep and being sober seemed to be the last thing on his mind.
He yawned.
By the time they reached his apartment, Jaejoong had some trouble bringing Yunho inside since he was sort of waking up, but not really (the asshole). Just using those long legs at least, but otherwise, the guy was a clumsy drunk and wouldn’t stop touching his hair, which he had so spent hours just to have it fucking soft.
The moment Jaejoong got Yunho in, he dropped him on the edge of the couch, the ass of his sticking out high on the ledge and Jaejoong started to get hard just looking at it. He let out a hiccup, lazily closing the door behind him and reaching out to squeeze the other man’s ass.
It felt squishy and Jaejoong started chuckling darkly as he took the helm of the other’s pants and started pulling them down. It was quite hard with the other face down on the couch and he wore a belt that Jaejoong had barely noticed, but kept swaying back and forth anyway. His attempt to pull the other’s pants proved to be futile and he didn’t care because he began humping that squishy ass the next minute.
“Shit. Fuck being a top and gorgeous, this guy has a nice ass.” Jaejoong said out loud, unaware of the stirring coming from the lifeless body and he continued thrusting into the other dryly with his aching bulge.
Slowly, Yunho woke up. “Ugh. W-where am… uh…I?” He mumbled, taking in his surroundings and the fact that he was lying on a couch with a particular pretty man he just met not too long ago- or so he thought, dry humping his behind.
“What the fuck?” He said, louder this time and the pretty man was too busy moaning and humping his ass to hear him with the way the guy hurriedly chanted. “Yes, yes. Fuck, so close!”
However, the mumbling turned to whines later when Yunho moved himself up and Jaejoong lost all the friction he could get out of that squishy ass. Given, he was reluctant to let go of the other’s waist and practically latched himself back on once the other repositioned himself on the couch. It was an awkward position and soon, the pretty man gave up with Yunho sighing and eventually, Jaejoong jumped in between the man’s legs instead.
He landed with a grunt and Yunho groaned at the sudden weight over his chest and tried to push Jaejoong off until he started kissing him. It had him much more obliged that he thought and he began kissing Jaejoong back despite the intrusion or the fact that he doesn’t even know where the hell he was.
They laid there kissing for a few minutes and the sound of their lip locking was the only thing that echoed around the room. It didn’t even take long before they were putting their hands over each other, roaming around every edge of their body and started stripping their clothes off.
When Jaejoong started taking Yunho’s belt off, the taller was reminded of their conversation in the bar once he notice how much the other kept groping his butt and then flipped their bodies around, earning him some complaint on Jaejoong’s end.
“Tsk tsk. You’re not topping tonight, little one.” Yunho claimed, hoping it sounded sober and not with too many slurs.
Jaejoong didn’t listen and focused his attention on Yunho’s belt, which was easier to take off, now that the gorgeous man’s hips were in the air and not stuck under cushions. And if he had stopped to listen to the other’s statement, then he would have tried to flip their bodies again, however, taking off the taller man’s pants seemed to have more priority in his mind.
Once Jaejoong got the belt off, he unzipped the other’s pants and immediately pulled them down, giving Yunho a surprised gasp at the pretty man’s intruding hands.
“Shit.” he cursed, lowering himself and winding his hands onto the hem of Jaejoong’s tight pants, luckily without a belt and he tried to pull them harshly despite being in only his boxers, which were slowly getting pulled off with Jaejoong’s legs. He kissed the pretty man fiercely on the lips, hoping it would distract him from exposing his butt further as he tried to take the other’s pants off. Fortunately, Jaejoong wasn’t wearing any underwear when he grasped onto the pretty man’s aching manhood.
“Ugh.” Jaejoong groaned at the touch and took hold of Yunho’s length in his hand, squeezing it undoubtedly tight and he heard a hiss above his lips. There was a jerk on his own and then another when Jaejoong tried to reach for the other’s behind, his face on Yunho’s neck and he bit him hard.
Yunho grunted at the pain and started stroking Jaejoong’s length, a wave of shock coursed through his veins once he realize the pretty man was doing the same. Except this time, there was a finger pushed into his hole and he flinched.
“Fuck, you don’t give up, do you?” He questioned and found Jaejoong smirking, but he didn’t know if it was because he heard him or the fact that he succeeded in preparing him. Either way, Yunho wasn’t going to bottom to anyone and he wasn’t going to start today.
Hastily, Yunho tug on the rest of Jaejoong’s pants off, causing Jaejoong to struggle a bit between their tangled legs as he attempted to keep his finger still, however he let out a gasp once he felt something penetrate him and cursed.
“Fuck!” Yunho had shoved in two fingers, daring himself with another one while Jaejoong was working on pushing in a second finger and groaned whilst Yunho started plunging those slim fingers of his in and out.
Although, Jaejoong wasn’t the only one feeling incoherent right now because he could tell Yunho was having a hard time when his fingers slowed and he began moaning while Jaejoong thrust in his three fingers deeply.
With his free hand, Jaejoong pulled the remaining clothes off Yunho’s shoulder and the taller man quickly complied wordlessly.
Yunho let out another moan, but that didn’t deter him from stroking Jaejoong’s length nor putting in a fourth finger that he knew he would have trouble forcing in the pretty man’s ‘virgin hole,’ Yunho guessed.
Even though he allowed Jaejoong to take his shirt off, that didn’t mean he would stop.
Quietly, Jaejoong felt proud and smirked once he got the other’s shirt over his shoulder, forcing Yunho to remove his fingers.
Unconsciously, Jaejoong sighed heavily at the missing fingers and somehow he couldn’t help but gingerly miss the feel of them inside of him again. He removed his own fingers as well, deeming the other prepared until his legs were raised up instead.
“Yah!” He screamed, his position highly uncomfortable and he noted the other’s length slithering under his thigh.
Shit, he mentally cursed and tried to bring his legs down, however Yunho was holding it with a very tight grip and Jaejoong winced once he felt the nails digging into his smooth skin.
He was not going to bottom tonight and he never will.
However, the thought left him the moment it came in when Yunho thrust his manhood into his puckered stretched hole and he shouted instantly for the other to stop.
“Fuck fuck fuck. Shit! Pull it out, you ass-ah!” Jaejoong moaned and cursed for being cut off midway while Yunho slid all the way in.
The two were breathing heavily and Jaejoong so wanted the burning sensation to stop because it really hurts like fuck (no pun intended) and he wanted to fuck the bastard’s squishy ass until it turned red.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.” Yunho mused, causing Jaejoong to glare at him intently.
It didn’t take long until Yunho was thrusting in and out of Jaejoong’s tight hole and the pretty man thrashed wildly at the burning sensation, which later started to itch and he wondered how do people stand it sometimes- or now.
Irritated, Jaejoong started moving as well, surprised by his own action, however, he wanted the itchy feeling to go away and there was something prying in his inside that fueled him to keep on going. He didn’t know what it was but all he knew was that it was starting to feel less painful and even bearable when he allowed himself to indulge in the activity.
“Shit, I-I- “
It wasn’t before long when Yunho came inside him first, wet and sticky cum filled Jaejoong to the brim and he had trouble keeping himself from wanting to take it all in.
After Yunho emptied himself, he collapsed backwards, releasing his hold on Jaejoong’s smooth milky leg, which fell down lifelessly. He wheezed and laid on the backrest, his legs spread apart and Jaejoong thought it was sexy- and sexier that he could see the other man’s hole peeking in between those long legs.
Pushing himself off his back, Jaejoong got up quickly before Yunho could register what was going on and stood on his knees, Yunho’s come trickling down his thighs. His length still hard and without hesitation, he thrust into the other’s hole.
“Ugh!” Yunho groaned at the sudden intrusion, Jaejoong licked his lips. “You thought this was over, asshole?” He asked, smirking while Yunho was too busy adjusting himself to Jaejoong’s length, which slid in quite easily into his tight hole.
Swiftly, Jaejoong didn’t give Yunho enough time to settle and began pushing in and out of the other, even though he wasn’t entirely in yet, and shoved in harshly.
Incoherently, Yunho couldn’t comprehend how the feeling was nor could he think correctly and if one was to order him to say the alphabet, he’d probably couldn’t get passed ‘A.’
It was even getting worse once Yunho started turning hard again, the sweat on Jaejoong’s skin, the thrust, and Jaejoong’s bed voice made him see stars for awhile.
However, with a few more thrusts, Jaejong shamelessly gave in, his seeds bursting inside of Yunho’s hole and he pulled himself out. Emptying his load until he was suddenly pushed onto his back again, the taller man taking hold of his hips and spreading his legs quickly.
“Fuck… again?”Jaejoong questioned, his post-orgasm still on edge and he didn’t even know when Yunho plunged into his ass again until he was pulled up and sitting on Yunho’s lap. He slumped his arms around the other’s shoulders, nails digging into Yunho’s skin, who winced but nonetheless, situated Jaejoong on top of his length.
“We’re gonna have a fun ride now, little one.” Yunho said, sounded much more sober than he was hours ago, his voice a bit hoarse and nearly out of breath. He took hold of Jaejoong’s butt cheeks and forced the pretty man up and down until he was practically bouncing on his cock and Jaejoong moaned.
The two quickly became engrossed with each other, Jaejoong moving along and Yunho taking pleasure in position the pretty man and then stroking the other’s length as well. Jaejoong gasped at the touch and then shouted, “T-there. Fuck. That felt so- oh! Again.” He mused and Yunho knew he had found the other’s prostate.
Not long after, Yunho kept aiming at the other’s sweet spot, causing the pretty man to moan shamelessly and full of ecstasy as he called out Yunho’s name.
They both came, Yunho inside Jaejoong and the other on Yunho’s stomach.
Spent, they breathed desperately for air, the sound of their breathing echoing the room and Jaejoong realize they didn’t even bother to go to bedroom for this.
Tiredly, he laid on top of Yunho, the other’s cock still inside of him- limp but still inside. “How come you didn’t scream my name?” He asked, frowning but glad he was conscious enough to catch that during the sex and found Yunho blushing.
“Because I still don’t’ know your name, little pretty one.” He said, meaning for it to sound serious, however his grin gave it away and Jaejoong just laughed at him.
“Fucking asshole.” He mumbled and found Yunho laughing too.
“It’s Jaejoong.”
A/N: Just wanted some smut out there. Dunno where the idea came from, cliché much but I don’t really care how many jaeho vs. yunjae fics there are. :’D So yeah. Also, the status on the side story for Will-O’-the-Wisp is basically completed and getting beta-ed. Probably need to do some more editing after that and I can say, it’s quite long for a side story. OTL
Comments, questions and criticism are welcome. :)
NC-17 | Smut | Humor | Romance | one-shot | YunJae | Jaeho
Summary: Jaejoong wants to top and so does Yunho.
warning(s): language and explicit smut
A/N: I’m serious about the summary. Lol.
“Alone tonight?” Jaejoong heard from the guy sitting next to him the moment he took a seat, flirting with him shamelessly as he ordered his usual drink and rolled his eyes. Immediately, Jaejoong ignored the guy and once his drink came, he grabbed it quickly to down it, but instead the guy took hold of his wrist before he could lay a single drop into his dry mouth.
“Hey, I’m talking to you.” The guy said, alcohol evident in his breath and probably drunk too by the way his voice slurred.
Unless that was his real voice, then it sounded awful, Jaejoong thought.
It wasn’t like he came out oft- okay, he came down to the clubs often and it’s not the dandiest thing on earth but he liked the drinks, the dance, and the (gay) guys.
Just not the (hideous) drunks.
Jaejoong pulled his arm a little and the guy leaned off his chair, his legs wobbled and they looked like they could collapse any minute.
“Hey- “
“Aish. Get lost, you impatient asshole. I just got here and you ruined my fucking drink already.” Jaejoong sighed irritably, putting down his untouched drink and brushing the other’s grip away with ease, who notably fell asleep on the spot. “Put it on his tab.” He told the bartender, who nodded and rang it up.
Sighing, Jaejoong ran a hand through his soft hair and left to the dance floor, already expecting his night to end bitterly when it had only just begun.
However, that didn’t put him down completely.
The night was still young and Jaejoong hadn’t entirely wasted it yet because he hasn’t found his prey for the night and he always leaves the pub with another man. A date, his night’s lay, partner, whatever you can call them- just as long as he can get his hands on another ass.
Yes, an ass. Not a fucker.
Because undeniably he tops and it had always been that way since he was dubbed gay or bisexual in his book- but everyone gets the point.
And that’s that.
Lazily, Jaejoong waltz onto the dance floor and the moment he entered, there was a spur of whistles and he knew he attracted more than enough eyes for tonight.
It wasn’t long when a few bodies surrounded him, touching him intimately, whispering some sweet time tonight, however, Jaejoong wasn’t interested in the crowd. One flashy, one too slim, one too chubby for his liking and he sighed when he discovered the list went on with each passing second because unfortunately, tonight’s catch just didn’t seem as interesting as he thought.
But then again, he was looking for a fuck, not a pretty face and his own should totally make up for it, he concluded.
A few more songs came and went and he danced a while longer until he decided it was a good time to stop when he spotted a cutie winking at him to go to the bathroom. It was about time and a good drink sounded nice right now.
Breathing heavily, Jaejoong reached the bar again and ordered his usual until he felt a hand feeling up his ass and frowned.
“Sorry, man. If you’re looking for a fuck with a pretty face, then you’ve got the wrong guy because I do the fucking.” Jaejoong exclaimed through the loud music, turning his head to the stranger and his jaws nearly dropped, drool probably coming out from the side of his mouth (but that wasn’t important).
The man gave him an alluring stare, holding a glass with his other hand, but it made him all the more sexier and Jaejoong thought it was a shame the man didn’t have the bottom material.
Unless he can change that.
“Really?” The man said with a bit of amusement and surprise in his answer. He gave Jaejoong’s ass another stroke and then a pinch and the pretty man yelped.
“Yah! I’m serious!” Slapping the gorgeous man’s hand away, he downed his drink the moment it arrived and was about to walk away until he spotted something in the other’s hand.
It was a cell phone- his cell phone to be precise, if the elephant keychain wasn’t enough of a hint and the model that he brought with him tonight, then surely he would be blind to miss all that.
The man stared at Jaejoong curiously and Jaejoong just stared back at him.
A pregnant pause and then silently, Jaejoong tried to swipe his phone back from the other’s hand, however, the man pulled it away from his grasp just in the nick of time, obvious of his motive. “Nu-uh. Beg for it, little one.” He smirked and it was getting on Jaejoong’s nerves, the surge of alcohol didn’t help either.
“You asshole! That’s mine!” Jaejoong shouted, not caring if there were a few people who heard the commotion because he was sure the loud music had drowned out his voice when it didn’t stop abruptly. He reached over the other’s head, flapping his hands a little until they were so close, and he only needed to stretch a bit longer however, his limbs were beginning to ache terribly and he cursed when they started to wobble.
Even though the man was practically sitting down, his arms were so fucking long and Jaejoong had a hard time keeping himself on his toes, which was the only way to avoid leaning onto the other man. He could even feel the man breathing closely against his lower chin, staring at him even, but Jaejoong was too distracted and focused on his cellphone to care.
And that was his downfall.
The moment he moved an inch forward, his toes gave out and he ended up falling into the man’s lap, chest to chest and his arms folded automatically behind the other’s head in fear of dropping to the ground.
If one was to see the two from afar, one would think they were a couple or two guys about to hook up rather intimately.
There were some giggles and a laugh until the said person Jaejoong was on top of spoke up, “I know I’m gorgeous, little kitten, but I didn’t know you wanted me that badly.” The man chuckled right next to Jaejoong’s ear and he gasped the next moment his ass was being felt up again, unconsciously causing his hands to grip tightly around the other’s neck.
“Y-yah! Who said you can touch those?!” Jaejoong blushed horribly and he felt another squeeze on his ass. His breath hitched and he noticed the other’s hand-the one that held his cellphone had lowered and he snatched it right underneath the man’s gorgeous nose.
“Ah!” Jaejoong flinched. A hard pinched to his ass and he could tell the stranger was smirking at him all too gleefully at his response.
“Damn fucking asshole. Quit molesting me!” Pushing himself quickly off the other’s lap and a hand came and smacked his butt cheeks hard. He grunted, rubbing his ass and glaring at the other man like he wanted to murder him.
“You- “
“I’m sorry but you were the one who started molesting me because from what I can recall, you were the one who jumped me.” He smirked and Jaejoong so wanted to wipe it entirely off the other man’s face. Literally.
“That’s because you wouldn’t give me back my cellphone.” Jaejoong argued and the other shook his head in disappointment. “All you had to do was ask, little munchkin.”
“Stop calling me that, you asshole.”
“It’s not like you’ll stop calling me an ‘asshole,’ so ‘no fucking way’ little pretty one.” And the gorgeous man looked dead serious too because for a moment, Jaejoong thought the guy must be too fucking drunk to be giving off lame pick-up lines. Especially with a gorgeous face like that, he doubt someone would even need to use them to begin with.
Too irritated to care, Jaejoong decided to ignore the guy for awhile and that’s when he realized something.
He was going to have a fuck tonight and apparently, this bastard distracted him from getting a successful date.
Fuck, now his prey for the night probably left and it was already past midnight. Most of the people had already left too and now there were only the left over ones that could hardly give a fuck on who the hell they fucked.
Fuck, and he just lost his only chance to get laid tonight and he doesn’t even want to think about trying out these ugly assholes because just the thought made him whole-heartedly sick.
Well, all except one gorgeous bastard who was an asshole but didn’t want to take it up the ass and it’s not like Jaejoong wanted to do him anyway.
Even if he was desperate.
He could jerk off.
That’s what hands are for, right?
He sighed, a bit satisfied with his logical thought and decided to call it a night because it wasn’t worth it if he wasn’t the least bit horny anymore.
What a wasted night, he summed.
Dejected, Jaejoong made his way towards the exit until he heard the bartender calling him.
“Can you take this guy home with you? He doesn’t have a cell phone on him or his wallet and it looks like his friends invited him and then ditched him with the bill and his phone.” The bartender said, pointing to a certain gorgeous guy sleeping on the counter and mumbling some shit that Jaejoong didn’t really care about.
Unfortunately, the bartender was giving him a pleading look and to top it off, Jaejoong just had to be close friends with the guy too. He let out a huge sigh.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
- ->
Yunho was the name of the asshole, Jaejoong learned when the bartender helped him bring the guy into the taxicab. The body slumped right in with ease and Jaejoong didn’t have much trouble pushing the guy’s gorgeous body around- now that Jaejoong had taken note of the well-built, tan sweet honey ski-
Okay, fuck, that went too far.
He slapped himself mentally.
Although, fortunately for Jaejoong, his bartender buddy, Yoochun didn’t charge him for Yunho’s tab and even offered him more free drinks just to get rid of the guy. It wasn’t bad, but he kind of regretted taking up the offer since he was pretty much a bottle away from falling asleep and being sober seemed to be the last thing on his mind.
He yawned.
By the time they reached his apartment, Jaejoong had some trouble bringing Yunho inside since he was sort of waking up, but not really (the asshole). Just using those long legs at least, but otherwise, the guy was a clumsy drunk and wouldn’t stop touching his hair, which he had so spent hours just to have it fucking soft.
The moment Jaejoong got Yunho in, he dropped him on the edge of the couch, the ass of his sticking out high on the ledge and Jaejoong started to get hard just looking at it. He let out a hiccup, lazily closing the door behind him and reaching out to squeeze the other man’s ass.
It felt squishy and Jaejoong started chuckling darkly as he took the helm of the other’s pants and started pulling them down. It was quite hard with the other face down on the couch and he wore a belt that Jaejoong had barely noticed, but kept swaying back and forth anyway. His attempt to pull the other’s pants proved to be futile and he didn’t care because he began humping that squishy ass the next minute.
“Shit. Fuck being a top and gorgeous, this guy has a nice ass.” Jaejoong said out loud, unaware of the stirring coming from the lifeless body and he continued thrusting into the other dryly with his aching bulge.
Slowly, Yunho woke up. “Ugh. W-where am… uh…I?” He mumbled, taking in his surroundings and the fact that he was lying on a couch with a particular pretty man he just met not too long ago- or so he thought, dry humping his behind.
“What the fuck?” He said, louder this time and the pretty man was too busy moaning and humping his ass to hear him with the way the guy hurriedly chanted. “Yes, yes. Fuck, so close!”
However, the mumbling turned to whines later when Yunho moved himself up and Jaejoong lost all the friction he could get out of that squishy ass. Given, he was reluctant to let go of the other’s waist and practically latched himself back on once the other repositioned himself on the couch. It was an awkward position and soon, the pretty man gave up with Yunho sighing and eventually, Jaejoong jumped in between the man’s legs instead.
He landed with a grunt and Yunho groaned at the sudden weight over his chest and tried to push Jaejoong off until he started kissing him. It had him much more obliged that he thought and he began kissing Jaejoong back despite the intrusion or the fact that he doesn’t even know where the hell he was.
They laid there kissing for a few minutes and the sound of their lip locking was the only thing that echoed around the room. It didn’t even take long before they were putting their hands over each other, roaming around every edge of their body and started stripping their clothes off.
When Jaejoong started taking Yunho’s belt off, the taller was reminded of their conversation in the bar once he notice how much the other kept groping his butt and then flipped their bodies around, earning him some complaint on Jaejoong’s end.
“Tsk tsk. You’re not topping tonight, little one.” Yunho claimed, hoping it sounded sober and not with too many slurs.
Jaejoong didn’t listen and focused his attention on Yunho’s belt, which was easier to take off, now that the gorgeous man’s hips were in the air and not stuck under cushions. And if he had stopped to listen to the other’s statement, then he would have tried to flip their bodies again, however, taking off the taller man’s pants seemed to have more priority in his mind.
Once Jaejoong got the belt off, he unzipped the other’s pants and immediately pulled them down, giving Yunho a surprised gasp at the pretty man’s intruding hands.
“Shit.” he cursed, lowering himself and winding his hands onto the hem of Jaejoong’s tight pants, luckily without a belt and he tried to pull them harshly despite being in only his boxers, which were slowly getting pulled off with Jaejoong’s legs. He kissed the pretty man fiercely on the lips, hoping it would distract him from exposing his butt further as he tried to take the other’s pants off. Fortunately, Jaejoong wasn’t wearing any underwear when he grasped onto the pretty man’s aching manhood.
“Ugh.” Jaejoong groaned at the touch and took hold of Yunho’s length in his hand, squeezing it undoubtedly tight and he heard a hiss above his lips. There was a jerk on his own and then another when Jaejoong tried to reach for the other’s behind, his face on Yunho’s neck and he bit him hard.
Yunho grunted at the pain and started stroking Jaejoong’s length, a wave of shock coursed through his veins once he realize the pretty man was doing the same. Except this time, there was a finger pushed into his hole and he flinched.
“Fuck, you don’t give up, do you?” He questioned and found Jaejoong smirking, but he didn’t know if it was because he heard him or the fact that he succeeded in preparing him. Either way, Yunho wasn’t going to bottom to anyone and he wasn’t going to start today.
Hastily, Yunho tug on the rest of Jaejoong’s pants off, causing Jaejoong to struggle a bit between their tangled legs as he attempted to keep his finger still, however he let out a gasp once he felt something penetrate him and cursed.
“Fuck!” Yunho had shoved in two fingers, daring himself with another one while Jaejoong was working on pushing in a second finger and groaned whilst Yunho started plunging those slim fingers of his in and out.
Although, Jaejoong wasn’t the only one feeling incoherent right now because he could tell Yunho was having a hard time when his fingers slowed and he began moaning while Jaejoong thrust in his three fingers deeply.
With his free hand, Jaejoong pulled the remaining clothes off Yunho’s shoulder and the taller man quickly complied wordlessly.
Yunho let out another moan, but that didn’t deter him from stroking Jaejoong’s length nor putting in a fourth finger that he knew he would have trouble forcing in the pretty man’s ‘virgin hole,’ Yunho guessed.
Even though he allowed Jaejoong to take his shirt off, that didn’t mean he would stop.
Quietly, Jaejoong felt proud and smirked once he got the other’s shirt over his shoulder, forcing Yunho to remove his fingers.
Unconsciously, Jaejoong sighed heavily at the missing fingers and somehow he couldn’t help but gingerly miss the feel of them inside of him again. He removed his own fingers as well, deeming the other prepared until his legs were raised up instead.
“Yah!” He screamed, his position highly uncomfortable and he noted the other’s length slithering under his thigh.
Shit, he mentally cursed and tried to bring his legs down, however Yunho was holding it with a very tight grip and Jaejoong winced once he felt the nails digging into his smooth skin.
He was not going to bottom tonight and he never will.
However, the thought left him the moment it came in when Yunho thrust his manhood into his puckered stretched hole and he shouted instantly for the other to stop.
“Fuck fuck fuck. Shit! Pull it out, you ass-ah!” Jaejoong moaned and cursed for being cut off midway while Yunho slid all the way in.
The two were breathing heavily and Jaejoong so wanted the burning sensation to stop because it really hurts like fuck (no pun intended) and he wanted to fuck the bastard’s squishy ass until it turned red.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.” Yunho mused, causing Jaejoong to glare at him intently.
It didn’t take long until Yunho was thrusting in and out of Jaejoong’s tight hole and the pretty man thrashed wildly at the burning sensation, which later started to itch and he wondered how do people stand it sometimes- or now.
Irritated, Jaejoong started moving as well, surprised by his own action, however, he wanted the itchy feeling to go away and there was something prying in his inside that fueled him to keep on going. He didn’t know what it was but all he knew was that it was starting to feel less painful and even bearable when he allowed himself to indulge in the activity.
“Shit, I-I- “
It wasn’t before long when Yunho came inside him first, wet and sticky cum filled Jaejoong to the brim and he had trouble keeping himself from wanting to take it all in.
After Yunho emptied himself, he collapsed backwards, releasing his hold on Jaejoong’s smooth milky leg, which fell down lifelessly. He wheezed and laid on the backrest, his legs spread apart and Jaejoong thought it was sexy- and sexier that he could see the other man’s hole peeking in between those long legs.
Pushing himself off his back, Jaejoong got up quickly before Yunho could register what was going on and stood on his knees, Yunho’s come trickling down his thighs. His length still hard and without hesitation, he thrust into the other’s hole.
“Ugh!” Yunho groaned at the sudden intrusion, Jaejoong licked his lips. “You thought this was over, asshole?” He asked, smirking while Yunho was too busy adjusting himself to Jaejoong’s length, which slid in quite easily into his tight hole.
Swiftly, Jaejoong didn’t give Yunho enough time to settle and began pushing in and out of the other, even though he wasn’t entirely in yet, and shoved in harshly.
Incoherently, Yunho couldn’t comprehend how the feeling was nor could he think correctly and if one was to order him to say the alphabet, he’d probably couldn’t get passed ‘A.’
It was even getting worse once Yunho started turning hard again, the sweat on Jaejoong’s skin, the thrust, and Jaejoong’s bed voice made him see stars for awhile.
However, with a few more thrusts, Jaejong shamelessly gave in, his seeds bursting inside of Yunho’s hole and he pulled himself out. Emptying his load until he was suddenly pushed onto his back again, the taller man taking hold of his hips and spreading his legs quickly.
“Fuck… again?”Jaejoong questioned, his post-orgasm still on edge and he didn’t even know when Yunho plunged into his ass again until he was pulled up and sitting on Yunho’s lap. He slumped his arms around the other’s shoulders, nails digging into Yunho’s skin, who winced but nonetheless, situated Jaejoong on top of his length.
“We’re gonna have a fun ride now, little one.” Yunho said, sounded much more sober than he was hours ago, his voice a bit hoarse and nearly out of breath. He took hold of Jaejoong’s butt cheeks and forced the pretty man up and down until he was practically bouncing on his cock and Jaejoong moaned.
The two quickly became engrossed with each other, Jaejoong moving along and Yunho taking pleasure in position the pretty man and then stroking the other’s length as well. Jaejoong gasped at the touch and then shouted, “T-there. Fuck. That felt so- oh! Again.” He mused and Yunho knew he had found the other’s prostate.
Not long after, Yunho kept aiming at the other’s sweet spot, causing the pretty man to moan shamelessly and full of ecstasy as he called out Yunho’s name.
They both came, Yunho inside Jaejoong and the other on Yunho’s stomach.
Spent, they breathed desperately for air, the sound of their breathing echoing the room and Jaejoong realize they didn’t even bother to go to bedroom for this.
Tiredly, he laid on top of Yunho, the other’s cock still inside of him- limp but still inside. “How come you didn’t scream my name?” He asked, frowning but glad he was conscious enough to catch that during the sex and found Yunho blushing.
“Because I still don’t’ know your name, little pretty one.” He said, meaning for it to sound serious, however his grin gave it away and Jaejoong just laughed at him.
“Fucking asshole.” He mumbled and found Yunho laughing too.
“It’s Jaejoong.”
A/N: Just wanted some smut out there. Dunno where the idea came from, cliché much but I don’t really care how many jaeho vs. yunjae fics there are. :’D So yeah. Also, the status on the side story for Will-O’-the-Wisp is basically completed and getting beta-ed. Probably need to do some more editing after that and I can say, it’s quite long for a side story. OTL
Comments, questions and criticism are welcome. :)