Ripped Jeans
Title: Ripped Jeans
Author: chocolet89
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yoochun
Rating: NC-17
Length: One-Shot
Genre: Smut, PWP
Warning: Incest
Summary: Jaejoong gets easily distracted, especially when his brother walks around the house in nothing but a pair of ripped jeans
A/N: I can’t believe I wrote JaeChun ;A; Dedicated to be_ddelusionall ^^
“Must you walk around the house like that?” Jaejoong groaned as his stepbrother walked past where he sat at the dining table.
Yoochun grinned and turned around.
“Why what’s wrong with how I walk?”
Jaejoong buried his head in his arms atop the pile of paperwork on the table and groaned again.
“I’m not talking about the way you walk. You know what I mean.”
The recently turned eighteen year old teen leaned against the kitchen counter and folded his arms across his bare chest.
“Hmm I don’t think I do? How about you elaborate a little bit more hyung?”
Jaejoong growled and stood up, the chair scraping across the wooden floor as he closed the distance between them in a few short steps.
Yoochun’s eyes clouded with lust at the hungry gaze Jaejoong directed at him.
Putting a hand on either side of the slightly shorter boy, Jaejoong pinned Yoochun to the counter and whispered harshly into his ear.
“You know what your body can do to me. Don’t fucking tease me by walking around in nothing but jeans which are ripped so badly that I can see almost every inch of your skin.”
Yoochun’s body shivered and then he cried out as Jaejoong closed his teeth around a spot under his ear and bit down, hard.
“M-maybe I want you to pay attention to me,” he gasped out.
Jaejoong growled deep in his throat again and bit down harder until he could taste blood in his mouth.
Yoochun’s hands came up to grip Jaejoong’s shoulders as small whimpers of pleasure escaped past his lips.
Jaejoong smirked and licked at the wound knowing that it would take at least a few days to heal. He pressed light kisses against Yoochun’s jaw until their lips found each other and engaged it a battle for dominance.
Tongues tangled and lips pressed harshly against one another until Yoochun finally whimpered in defeat letting Jaejoong take control.
Jaejoong grinned and ravished his brother’s mouth before kissing his way down leaving occasional marks on Yoochun’s neck, chest and navel.
His fingers caressed the skin through the rips of the jeans, curling as he tugged them down until they revealed his brother's tantalizing hipbones. Jaejoong growled, leaning forward to bite and suck on one until the skin was littered with bite marks before moving onto the other.
Yoochun gasped, hips bucking forward at the ministrations as he gripped the counter behind himself to keep his body upright.
Jaejoong gradually moved lower, licking and marking every inch of skin that was revealed. As he undid the button and unzipped the fly on Yoochun’s jeans with his teeth, he wasn’t surprised to discover Yoochun wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Yoochun’s cock sprang free seconds later as his jeans slid the rest of the way down his pale legs.
Jaejoong kissed up the inside of Yoochun’s thighs, a hand coming up to grip the latter's hip and hold him steady. With his other hand, Jaejoong guided the tip of Yoochun’s cock until it rested against his lips. Sticking his tongue out, Jaejoong lapped at the tip gently moaning at the taste that was Yoochun.
Yoochun’s whole body shivered and he glanced down with a shaky breath and then groaned as Jaejoong licked up the underside of his dick before taking him whole into his mouth.
“Fuck Jaejoong,” he panted out watching as Jaejoong’s cheeks hollowed as he pulled back with one long suck.
Yoochun’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as pleasure twisted through his body. Reaching a hand out, he tangled it in Jaejoong’s hair and then thrust his hips forward, crying out as he slid further down the older man's throat.
Jaejoong only hummed in response, his actions causing vibrations to run up and down Yoochun’s dick.
Yoochun groaned, thrusting forward harder and faster, already feeling his orgasm nearing.
“Fuck,” he gasped out again as Jaejoong’s mouth, teeth and tongue worked wonders on his cock.
A finger trailed down between the cleft of his ass and then pressed against his hole.
Yoochun gasped and when the lone digit pressed froward, he cried out as his orgasm washed over him.
Jaejoong swallowed all of his release, licking and sucking until Yoochun squirmed from the sensitivity and pushed him away.
Yoochun groaned and then whimpered as Jaejoong flipped him around so his stomach was pressed against the counter.
Spreading his cheeks apart, Jaejoong touched his tongue to Yoochun’s entrance and licked all around it, loving the way it clenched and unclenched at his ministrations. He chuckled as Yoochun moaned from above and continued to pleasure his brother spearing his tongue past the tight ring of muscle, revelling in the way it contracted tightly around his tongue.
Yoochun’s hands were wrapped tightly around the edge of the counter and he couldn’t help but push back against Jaejoong’s face. He loved it when Jaejoong rimmed him.
A finger pressed in beside Jaejoong’s tongue and Yoochun whined with need wanting more.
Jaejoong slid his finger all the way in and then slowly pulled out, stretching out the moment. When a second finger was settled deep inside the younger boy’s body, Jaejoong stilled the digits and then licked and sucked around them.
Yoochun whined again and pushed his hips back.
“More hyung, please,” he gasped out, his dick already hard and leaking with precome again.
Jaejoong added a third finger, grunting when Yoochun’s hole refused to stretch. He licked and sucked adding more spit but he could still feel the dry scrape of Yoochun’s tight channel around his fingers.
However, still Yoochun pleaded for more and Jaejoong grunted as he added his pinky finger.
“Such a slut,” the older man commented with a grin before returning to work, curling and sliding his fingers in and out of his brother's body.
Yoochun just moaned in response as he pushed back roughly onto Jaejoong’s fingers.
“Got lube?” Jaejoong asked, voice slightly muffled. He could have asked earlier but they both knew that Yoochun loved the feel of Jaejoong’s fingers scraping the walls inside his body with minimal lubrication.
“J-jeans, front pocket,” Yoochun gasped out.
Jaejoong grinned and pulled his fingers out all at once causing the younger boy to whine at the sudden loss. He quickly discarded his clothing before grabbing the small tube of lube from Yoochun’s jeans and standing up again.
Just as he was about to dump the lube onto his cock, he noticed Yoochun stroking himself and growled. Without any warning he shoved three fingers back inside Yoochun’s body.
“Did I tell you to touch yourself?” he whispered harshly into the younger boy's ear.
Yoochun whimpered, immediately releasing his cock but pushing his hips back at the same time.
"P-please hyung," he pleaded.
Jaejoong grunted and pulled his fingers out so he could coat his cock with a generous amount of lube.
Positioning his cock over Yoochun's entrance, Jaejoong gripped the latter's hip with one hand and then pushed forward in one go sliding all the way in.
Yoochun cried out, hands scrabbling for purchase on the counter as pleasure shot straight through his body.
Jaejoong pulled out and then slammed back in forcefully, mouth falling open as Yoochun's hole clenched tightly around him.
"Fuck … so tight," he gasped out moving his other hand to rest on Yoochun's hips.
Yoochun just moaned in response as he pushed his hips back for more.
Jaejoong continued thrusting but eventually let out a growl when the position wouldn't allow him to slide deeper.
Pulling out and ignoring Yoochun's cry of disappointment, Jaejoong spun them around and half threw, half pushed Yoochun onto the table, the sounds of books and pens scattering to the floor as the latter landed with a gasp.
Gripping Yoochun's thighs, Jaejoong pulled until his ass was resting against the edge of the table. Resting his brother's legs on his shoulders, Jaejoong then used one hand to guide his cock back to Yoochun's entrance and pushed all the way in again.
Yoochun's hands shot to the sides of the table for balance as Jaejoong set a brutal speed, thrusting in hard and fast relentlessly.
"Hyung … I …" Yoochun attempted to wrap a hand around his dick but Jaejoong batted it away and leant in closer until their faces were just inches apart.
"No touching, I want to see you come without your cock being touched," he whispered.
Yoochun whined but made no further move. Instead his grip on the table tightened as he tried to thrust up to meet Jaejoong's thrusts each time.
His legs slipped, falling down to the bend of Jaejoong's elbows and then he was crying out as the action changed the angle of Jaejoong's thrusts.
The table creaked beneath them and Yoochun had a fleeting thought of it breaking and sending them both to the floor. Then Jaejoong hit that delicious spot deep inside him and Yoochun gasped, all thoughts fleeing his mind. Jaejoong grinned and aimed for the same spot, his thrusts becoming more erratic as they both neared their climax.
"Hyung," Yoochun gasped out again.
Jaejoong grunted and smashed their lips together, sucking Yoochun's bottom lip between his teeth and biting down hard on the plump flesh earning him a strangled gasp.
It took only a few more thrusts before Yoochun was crying out, throwing his head back as ribbons of come landed on his chin, chest and stomach.
Jaejoong groaned at the sight and made one more thrust before he stilled, buried balls deep and coming, Yoochun's name a whisper on his lips.
The table creaked again as Jaejoong slumped forward, leaning his full weight on top of Yoochun.
They lay there for a few minutes, trying to catch their breath before Jaejoong broke the silence.
"I hate you," he grumbled as he pushed himself up onto his elbows to glare at the younger boy.
Yoochun jutted his bottom lip out in response.
"I told you that I didn't want to be interrupted today and yet you obviously ignored what I said."
Yoochun grinned and rolled his hips up, causing Jaejoong to groan at the feel of his still hard cock moving inside his brother's body.
"Not my fault you lost control when you saw me," Yoochun replied, running a finger down his body and coating it with his own come before lifting it up to his lips.
Jaejoong growled and immediately leant forward to wrap his tongue around Yoochun's finger.
"Like I said before, you know I can't resist your body, especially when you wear those ripped jeans of yours."
Yoochun opened his mouth to make another smart remark but then Jaejoong suddenly pulled out of him and flipped him over onto his stomach.
Spreading his brother's ass cheeks apart, Jaejoong positioned his cock against Yoochun's entrance and pushed, moaning at the sound and feel of his cock squelching through the come in Yoochun's body.
Yoochun's hands scrambled for purchase on the table as Jaejoong wasted no time in pounding into him from behind.
"I … I thought you had a d-deadline to meet," Yoochun gasped, flinging his head back as Jaejoong leant down and latched onto the skin between shoulder and neck.
"It can wait," Jaejoong whispered as he slid a hand down between their bodies.
"Disciplining my brother comes first," he growled out as he pushed two fingers in beside his cock.
Yoochun could only moan in response.
♥
A/N: Hope everyone enjoyed reading this :) it's my first time writing JaeChun :3 I don't normally read/write JaeChun but since I wanted to write a fic for be_ddelusionall and her OTP is JaeChun, I decided to give them a go ^^
I originally wanted there to be a plot, because it didn't feel right writing something that is purely smut with no plot, but yeah as you can see, this fic didn't want a plot OTL
Comments and feedback are ♥
Author: chocolet89
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yoochun
Rating: NC-17
Length: One-Shot
Genre: Smut, PWP
Warning: Incest
Summary: Jaejoong gets easily distracted, especially when his brother walks around the house in nothing but a pair of ripped jeans
A/N: I can’t believe I wrote JaeChun ;A; Dedicated to be_ddelusionall ^^
“Must you walk around the house like that?” Jaejoong groaned as his stepbrother walked past where he sat at the dining table.
Yoochun grinned and turned around.
“Why what’s wrong with how I walk?”
Jaejoong buried his head in his arms atop the pile of paperwork on the table and groaned again.
“I’m not talking about the way you walk. You know what I mean.”
The recently turned eighteen year old teen leaned against the kitchen counter and folded his arms across his bare chest.
“Hmm I don’t think I do? How about you elaborate a little bit more hyung?”
Jaejoong growled and stood up, the chair scraping across the wooden floor as he closed the distance between them in a few short steps.
Yoochun’s eyes clouded with lust at the hungry gaze Jaejoong directed at him.
Putting a hand on either side of the slightly shorter boy, Jaejoong pinned Yoochun to the counter and whispered harshly into his ear.
“You know what your body can do to me. Don’t fucking tease me by walking around in nothing but jeans which are ripped so badly that I can see almost every inch of your skin.”
Yoochun’s body shivered and then he cried out as Jaejoong closed his teeth around a spot under his ear and bit down, hard.
“M-maybe I want you to pay attention to me,” he gasped out.
Jaejoong growled deep in his throat again and bit down harder until he could taste blood in his mouth.
Yoochun’s hands came up to grip Jaejoong’s shoulders as small whimpers of pleasure escaped past his lips.
Jaejoong smirked and licked at the wound knowing that it would take at least a few days to heal. He pressed light kisses against Yoochun’s jaw until their lips found each other and engaged it a battle for dominance.
Tongues tangled and lips pressed harshly against one another until Yoochun finally whimpered in defeat letting Jaejoong take control.
Jaejoong grinned and ravished his brother’s mouth before kissing his way down leaving occasional marks on Yoochun’s neck, chest and navel.
His fingers caressed the skin through the rips of the jeans, curling as he tugged them down until they revealed his brother's tantalizing hipbones. Jaejoong growled, leaning forward to bite and suck on one until the skin was littered with bite marks before moving onto the other.
Yoochun gasped, hips bucking forward at the ministrations as he gripped the counter behind himself to keep his body upright.
Jaejoong gradually moved lower, licking and marking every inch of skin that was revealed. As he undid the button and unzipped the fly on Yoochun’s jeans with his teeth, he wasn’t surprised to discover Yoochun wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Yoochun’s cock sprang free seconds later as his jeans slid the rest of the way down his pale legs.
Jaejoong kissed up the inside of Yoochun’s thighs, a hand coming up to grip the latter's hip and hold him steady. With his other hand, Jaejoong guided the tip of Yoochun’s cock until it rested against his lips. Sticking his tongue out, Jaejoong lapped at the tip gently moaning at the taste that was Yoochun.
Yoochun’s whole body shivered and he glanced down with a shaky breath and then groaned as Jaejoong licked up the underside of his dick before taking him whole into his mouth.
“Fuck Jaejoong,” he panted out watching as Jaejoong’s cheeks hollowed as he pulled back with one long suck.
Yoochun’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as pleasure twisted through his body. Reaching a hand out, he tangled it in Jaejoong’s hair and then thrust his hips forward, crying out as he slid further down the older man's throat.
Jaejoong only hummed in response, his actions causing vibrations to run up and down Yoochun’s dick.
Yoochun groaned, thrusting forward harder and faster, already feeling his orgasm nearing.
“Fuck,” he gasped out again as Jaejoong’s mouth, teeth and tongue worked wonders on his cock.
A finger trailed down between the cleft of his ass and then pressed against his hole.
Yoochun gasped and when the lone digit pressed froward, he cried out as his orgasm washed over him.
Jaejoong swallowed all of his release, licking and sucking until Yoochun squirmed from the sensitivity and pushed him away.
Yoochun groaned and then whimpered as Jaejoong flipped him around so his stomach was pressed against the counter.
Spreading his cheeks apart, Jaejoong touched his tongue to Yoochun’s entrance and licked all around it, loving the way it clenched and unclenched at his ministrations. He chuckled as Yoochun moaned from above and continued to pleasure his brother spearing his tongue past the tight ring of muscle, revelling in the way it contracted tightly around his tongue.
Yoochun’s hands were wrapped tightly around the edge of the counter and he couldn’t help but push back against Jaejoong’s face. He loved it when Jaejoong rimmed him.
A finger pressed in beside Jaejoong’s tongue and Yoochun whined with need wanting more.
Jaejoong slid his finger all the way in and then slowly pulled out, stretching out the moment. When a second finger was settled deep inside the younger boy’s body, Jaejoong stilled the digits and then licked and sucked around them.
Yoochun whined again and pushed his hips back.
“More hyung, please,” he gasped out, his dick already hard and leaking with precome again.
Jaejoong added a third finger, grunting when Yoochun’s hole refused to stretch. He licked and sucked adding more spit but he could still feel the dry scrape of Yoochun’s tight channel around his fingers.
However, still Yoochun pleaded for more and Jaejoong grunted as he added his pinky finger.
“Such a slut,” the older man commented with a grin before returning to work, curling and sliding his fingers in and out of his brother's body.
Yoochun just moaned in response as he pushed back roughly onto Jaejoong’s fingers.
“Got lube?” Jaejoong asked, voice slightly muffled. He could have asked earlier but they both knew that Yoochun loved the feel of Jaejoong’s fingers scraping the walls inside his body with minimal lubrication.
“J-jeans, front pocket,” Yoochun gasped out.
Jaejoong grinned and pulled his fingers out all at once causing the younger boy to whine at the sudden loss. He quickly discarded his clothing before grabbing the small tube of lube from Yoochun’s jeans and standing up again.
Just as he was about to dump the lube onto his cock, he noticed Yoochun stroking himself and growled. Without any warning he shoved three fingers back inside Yoochun’s body.
“Did I tell you to touch yourself?” he whispered harshly into the younger boy's ear.
Yoochun whimpered, immediately releasing his cock but pushing his hips back at the same time.
"P-please hyung," he pleaded.
Jaejoong grunted and pulled his fingers out so he could coat his cock with a generous amount of lube.
Positioning his cock over Yoochun's entrance, Jaejoong gripped the latter's hip with one hand and then pushed forward in one go sliding all the way in.
Yoochun cried out, hands scrabbling for purchase on the counter as pleasure shot straight through his body.
Jaejoong pulled out and then slammed back in forcefully, mouth falling open as Yoochun's hole clenched tightly around him.
"Fuck … so tight," he gasped out moving his other hand to rest on Yoochun's hips.
Yoochun just moaned in response as he pushed his hips back for more.
Jaejoong continued thrusting but eventually let out a growl when the position wouldn't allow him to slide deeper.
Pulling out and ignoring Yoochun's cry of disappointment, Jaejoong spun them around and half threw, half pushed Yoochun onto the table, the sounds of books and pens scattering to the floor as the latter landed with a gasp.
Gripping Yoochun's thighs, Jaejoong pulled until his ass was resting against the edge of the table. Resting his brother's legs on his shoulders, Jaejoong then used one hand to guide his cock back to Yoochun's entrance and pushed all the way in again.
Yoochun's hands shot to the sides of the table for balance as Jaejoong set a brutal speed, thrusting in hard and fast relentlessly.
"Hyung … I …" Yoochun attempted to wrap a hand around his dick but Jaejoong batted it away and leant in closer until their faces were just inches apart.
"No touching, I want to see you come without your cock being touched," he whispered.
Yoochun whined but made no further move. Instead his grip on the table tightened as he tried to thrust up to meet Jaejoong's thrusts each time.
His legs slipped, falling down to the bend of Jaejoong's elbows and then he was crying out as the action changed the angle of Jaejoong's thrusts.
The table creaked beneath them and Yoochun had a fleeting thought of it breaking and sending them both to the floor. Then Jaejoong hit that delicious spot deep inside him and Yoochun gasped, all thoughts fleeing his mind. Jaejoong grinned and aimed for the same spot, his thrusts becoming more erratic as they both neared their climax.
"Hyung," Yoochun gasped out again.
Jaejoong grunted and smashed their lips together, sucking Yoochun's bottom lip between his teeth and biting down hard on the plump flesh earning him a strangled gasp.
It took only a few more thrusts before Yoochun was crying out, throwing his head back as ribbons of come landed on his chin, chest and stomach.
Jaejoong groaned at the sight and made one more thrust before he stilled, buried balls deep and coming, Yoochun's name a whisper on his lips.
The table creaked again as Jaejoong slumped forward, leaning his full weight on top of Yoochun.
They lay there for a few minutes, trying to catch their breath before Jaejoong broke the silence.
"I hate you," he grumbled as he pushed himself up onto his elbows to glare at the younger boy.
Yoochun jutted his bottom lip out in response.
"I told you that I didn't want to be interrupted today and yet you obviously ignored what I said."
Yoochun grinned and rolled his hips up, causing Jaejoong to groan at the feel of his still hard cock moving inside his brother's body.
"Not my fault you lost control when you saw me," Yoochun replied, running a finger down his body and coating it with his own come before lifting it up to his lips.
Jaejoong growled and immediately leant forward to wrap his tongue around Yoochun's finger.
"Like I said before, you know I can't resist your body, especially when you wear those ripped jeans of yours."
Yoochun opened his mouth to make another smart remark but then Jaejoong suddenly pulled out of him and flipped him over onto his stomach.
Spreading his brother's ass cheeks apart, Jaejoong positioned his cock against Yoochun's entrance and pushed, moaning at the sound and feel of his cock squelching through the come in Yoochun's body.
Yoochun's hands scrambled for purchase on the table as Jaejoong wasted no time in pounding into him from behind.
"I … I thought you had a d-deadline to meet," Yoochun gasped, flinging his head back as Jaejoong leant down and latched onto the skin between shoulder and neck.
"It can wait," Jaejoong whispered as he slid a hand down between their bodies.
"Disciplining my brother comes first," he growled out as he pushed two fingers in beside his cock.
Yoochun could only moan in response.
♥
A/N: Hope everyone enjoyed reading this :) it's my first time writing JaeChun :3 I don't normally read/write JaeChun but since I wanted to write a fic for be_ddelusionall and her OTP is JaeChun, I decided to give them a go ^^
I originally wanted there to be a plot, because it didn't feel right writing something that is purely smut with no plot, but yeah as you can see, this fic didn't want a plot OTL
Comments and feedback are ♥