Respect (Chapter 2.d in the Office series)
Title: Respect (2.d)
Rating: NC-17
Characters: DBSK with Suju
Pairings:Jaexmany (e.g Jaeho, Jaemin), Kihae, Shihan
Summary: Part 2.d of the Office series, following Caramel Cappucino. Those who cheat must be punished.
A/N: No update for the next week as I’m going on holiday! Thanks to all those who commented on the last chapter!
Jaejoong hissed and tried to shove Changmin off but the taller man refused to move, instead choosing to pin Jaejoong down, licking his collarbone.
“Let him see Jaejoong-sshi. Let him know you’ve been thoroughly fucked.”
Jaejoong shivered but still tried to push him off. Yunho was coming closer to where they lay behind a rack, eyebrow raised when he noticed the discarded clothes and fallen racks.
“Jaejoong? Where are you?”
“Get off!” hissed Jaejoong and bucked his hips as hard as he could. Unfortunately for him, he’d forgotten that Changmin was still in him (perhaps not so unfortunate); Jaejoong’s movement only pushing him in further. Changmin smirked.
“Off you or out of you?”
Yunho was now one rack away and Jaejoong bit Changmin’s shoulder, hard. Changmin growled and squeezed Jaejoong’s cock and he arched up, crying out. Changmin’s arms caught him as he came back down, Jaejoong’s hands digging into his side.
“What’s going on?”
Yunho’s voice was hard. Jaejoong gulped and look at him from behind Changmin’s shoulder, poking and nudging the other to get up and off. Changmin smiled lazily at Jaejoong and slid out, turning to face Yunho, member still hard and wet. Jaejoong pushed himself up quickly.
“Yunho, it isn’t what it looks “
Changmin wrapped his arms around Jaejoong’s waist and pulled him into his lap, the blond groaning as his back pressed against the other’s member.
“It’s exactly what it looks like hyung.”
Jaejoong gaped and struggled to get out of his lap. Yunho’s face was unreadable, shadows covering his eyes as he turned his face away from Jaejoong.
“Jaejoong...I’m very disappointed in you. I thought you were better than this.”
Jaejoong kicked Changmin viciously in the shins, drawing pleasure from the pained yelp, but the other man refused to let go.
“Mr Jung, please, it was a mistake, he seduced me!”
Yunho continued to stare elsewhere.
“You say that but your body shows something else.”
“His body is something else,” murmured Changmin and Jaejoong snarled at him.
“I don’t think I can trust you anymore Jaejoong.”
Jaejoong’s mind was racing through muddled thoughts, trying to think of a way to convince Yunho not to leave.
“Please, I’ll stop being a model, you know I never wanted to do this anyway, please, I’ll do anything, I’ll even clean toilets or mop or anything! Anything you want, just don’t get rid of me!”
Yunho scoffed.
“I can’t stop you working as a model even if I wanted to. You’re in hot demand right now, especially since leaks of the recent photoshoot with Kibum and Changmin have come out.”
Jaejoong gave Changmin another kick and sprang forward happily as he was finally released, falling onto his knees infront of Yunho, head bowed.
“Please, forgive me Mr Jung. I won’t do it again, I promise.”
He could feel Yunho’s steady gaze bearing down on him, watched as the polished shoes came closer.
“Are you sure? Can I really trust you again?”
“Yes! Yes, I’ll do anything to regain your trust!”
He sensed Changmin move behind him, coming closer. Jaejoong shifted so he moved closer to Yunho, trying to tell Changmin to back off before things got worse. Just when Yunho was about to forgive him too....
“I don’t mind.”
Huh?
Changmin’s snarky voice cut the silence an Jaejoong looked to see the two staring each other down. Some unspoken agreement passed between them, the corner of Yunho’s mouth curling up; Changmin giving his signature cocky smile.
“Mr Jung?” Jaejoong asked uncertainly. Yunho turned to face him, eyes dark. “Do you forgive me?”
Yunho’s mouth crashed down on Jaejoong’s and he gasped into the kiss, Yunho taking the chance to push his tongue through, wiping away all traces of Changmin. Jaejoong wrapped his arms around Yunho, hands fisting material to pull them closer but Yunho held him away, breaking the kiss.
“Oh no Jaejoong. You’re all dirty and wet and I’m wearing nice clean clothes.”
His hand flicked the top of Jaejoong’s member and he whined. Somewhere in the background Changmin laughed.
“But,” his eyes flickered down to his pants where a small stain had formed, “You’ve made my pants dirty.”
He smirked at Jaejoong who’s eyes widened in realization. Oh.
“Clean them up.”
He pushed Jaejoong to his knees and the blond raised his hands to steady himself on Yunho’s hips, but hands pushed them back.
“No touching or I’ll get even more dirty.” His voice went lower. “Touch yourself instead.”
Jaejoong bent forward, his tongue flicking out to lick the first bit of cum off his pants, his hand coming up to grip his member. Yunho’s stepped closer so his crotch was directly infront of Jaejoong, who gave a slow lick to his pants, swallowing his cum. Hands threaded through his hair, clenching and unclenching as Jaejoong licked slowly whilst stroking himself. He could feel Yunho getting hard through the material, and raised his eyes up, widening them as he looked through his hair at Yunho who growled, before pulling him up for another kiss,one hand making sure their bodies didn’t touch.
“Tease.”
Darkness filled Jaejoong’s vision and he cried out in surprise, hands groping for Yunho but he wasn’t there anymore. Someone pushed him and he lurched forwards into a rack, wincing as the metal hit his arms. A familiar click was heard and Jaejoong pulled forward to confirm that yes, he’d been handcuffed once again.
“Mr Jung? What’s going on?”
A body moved close to him, a hand tiptoeing it’s way up his body, tracing patterns on his chest.
“Now hyung, I feel left out. How inconsiderate of you.”
“Changmin?! Where’s Mr Jung?!”
Changmin chuckled and sucked on his earlobe as another body slid next to him. Yunho caressed his face gently and Jaejoong leaned into the touch. Suddenly his cock was enveloped in wet heat and he gasped, knees buckling. Yunho laughed softly next to him.
“You’ve been bad Jaejoong. Therefore I need to discipline you in the correct manner.”
OH.
“It was an alien! An alien, I swear to God Junsu, I’m not lying!”
Junsu blinked as Dong Hae continued to yell at him...despite the fact he was standing right next to him.
“Hyung...I know you believe in aliens but seriously? In the costume department?”
Dong Hae nodded furiously. Ki Bum sighed and went back to reading his book.
“Are you sure you weren’t imagining things? I mean, the building’s pretty dark after hours.”
“Nonononono! I heard screams and thumps, someone was being attacked down there!”
“Or maybe the aliens were having kinky costume sex,” drawled Hee Chul as he passed by.
Dong Hae stared in disbelief at the other man who gave a dismissing wave as he stalked onto the film set. Junsu coughed as his cousin walked away.
“Hyung, I think you’re tired and need rest. Perhaps you should go back and sleep, I’m about to leave soon, I only stopped by to see Hee Chul hyung. Ki Bum needs to sleep too.”
“Ki Bum?” It was Dong Hae’s turn to blink. “Ki Bum’s here too?”
Ki Bum waved from his seat. Dong Hae choked on spit and resumed flailing.
“THIS IS PROOF! HE WASN’T THERE BEFORE BUT HE IS NOW SOTHEREFORETHEALIENSMUST’VETAKENHIMTOOANDNOWTHEY’REINTHECOSTUMEROOMABOUTTO”
“Hyung!”
Junsu shook him frantically, searching for any signs of sanity in his eyes. Good, good, there was still some left.
“I think you should go home and rest.”
“But Jaejoong’s the hardworking one, not me!”
Junsu stared. Was Jaejoong still working? He’d thought he’d had an early night today. Maybe he should check up on him more often.
“I don’t care hyung, you need rest to work well. Ki Bum too.”
“I’ll give you a ride back hyung, I don’t mind. We can stop for coffee too.”
Ki Bum smiled that heavenly smile and Dong Hae grinned stupidly. Hee Chul snorted from where he stood watching.
“Ok, if it’s not too much trouble. See you Junsu!”
“Yah, what about me!” screeched Hee Chul as they disappeared out of the building, Dong Hae tagging after Ki Bum like a lost puppy.
Jaejoong struggled against his bonds, whining as the metal scraped his skin. Hands and tongues slid all over his body which reacted eagerly to their touch. He thrust his hips up as a mouth sucked on his cock, licking the tip as pre-cum started to spill. The mouth left as soon as he moved, hot breath skimming the nape of his neck.
“Oh no Jaejoong, no moving. Restrain yourself.”
Jaejoong stilled and licked his lips nervously. Someone-most likely Changmin since it was Yunho who spoke-was licking a hot trail up his thighs and his legs shook as he fought to still them. A hand tweaked his nipple and he fell forward slightly, crying out in pain and pleasure.
“Oh dear Jaejoong,” said Yunho darkly, “You need more discipline.”
Jaejoong cried out as a hand smacked his bottom, the sound ringing in his ears.
“Mr Jung...Please...I’ll be good. I won’t move anymore.”
“Are you sure about that Jaejoong-sshi?”
Hands fondled his balls as another mouth latched onto his nipple, tweaking and swirling around the sensitive bud. The mouth on his thigh getting closer to his cock and Jaejoong’s body shook in anticipation. His hands held the rack tight as the resisted the urge to pull forward and grab someone. Two mouths attached themselves to his balls, one on each, licking every inch of skin. There was a slurping noise and the two tongues were at the same place at once, licking and sucking. Jaejoong moaned, Yunho and Changmin were kissing at his base and his bucked his hips. The licking stopped and Jaejoong whined again.
“Please, please, I won’t do it again.”
Yunho’s voice was breathy and low, obvious pleasure laced in it.
“I hope not Mr Kim.”
Jaejoong yelled as the hand smacked him again, pain coursing through his body, followed by pleasure.
“You’re getting hard Jaejoong-sshi. I knew you had a kink.” Changmin sounded smug and Jaejoong snarled.
“Screw you, you cocky brat.”
“Bad language isn’t tolerated here,” whispered Changmin and Jaejoong strained against his bonds as the hand smacked him again. His member twitched as more pre-cum came out. A finger stroked the slit, playing with the pre-cum idly. A body pressed itself up behind him-Yunho-rubbing against him. Jaejoong held still as Yunho thrust against his backside, still sensitive after the smacks; Changmin still occupied with his nipples and balls. Jaejoong whimpered as someone fingered his tip, pushing their nails into his slit.
“Please...Please, release my hands.” Jaejoong hated the way he was begging but the handcuffs were holding him back and were hurting him. He hated the restraint, the fact he was helpless to their touch.
“Hmm....” Changmin sounded amused. “Yunho hyung?”
There was a small silence except for Jaejoong’s low moans until Yunho gave a short laugh. Jaejoong turned his head from side to side, trying to figure what was going on.
“Mr Jung?”
And then his body was cold, the two bodies that’d been nex t to him gone, leaving him shivering and hard.
“How about a compromise? You still haven’t learnt your lesson Jaejoong,” said Yunho, and Jaejoong blinked as light flooded his eyes, the blindfold fluttering to the floor.
“You used your tie?” asked Jaejoong in disbelief.
“Kinky,” said Changmin before Yunho slammed into him.
Jaejoong watched heatedly as Yunho fucked Changmin into the ground, Changmin using all his strength to hold himself up whilst Yunho thrust in and out, one hand holding his hips, the other stroking Changmin’s thick length. Jaejoong was-much to his dismay-incredibly turned on and unhappy with the lack of attention. Another unhappy thought came to his mind-Why the hell did Changmin allow Yunho to top him when he was so freaking confident he was top? Stupid possessive males...
Changmin twisted his head back slightly and Yunho bent forward, grunting as he sank deeper into Changmin who moaned as they kissed roughly, trying to pull Yunho closer.
“Mr Jung...Changmin...”whined Jaejoong as he struggled, mentally cursing the cuffs once more (and Changmin since the pervert had brought them).
The two called paused mid-kiss to smirk at him, Yunho stroking Changmin leisurely. Jaejoong watched as he brought a finger to his lips, licking the white fluid off like a lollipop so Jaejoong could see. Changmin moaned and kissed him, turning so he could hold Yunho’s shoulder.
“Please,” called Jaejoong and gulped when they turned to stare.
“Not yet,” said Yunho.
“We’re not done,” said Changmin and Yunho was pushed up against the wall and Changmin was in him, grinding and biting. Jaejoong groaned, the whole scene an unbelievable turn on; God, he was so hard, so bloody hard and they were fucking like bunnies infront of him. Manipulative bastards...He continued to curse as Changmin did something with his wrist that had Yunho crying out. He bit his lips as Yunho rode Changmin, pushing himself further down as Changmin pushed up, one hand roping around Yunho’s head to bring their lips together, the other hand playing with his member.
“Please, I’ll be good!” cried Jaejoong, really pulling against the handcuffs so the rack moved forward slightly.
Changmin gave a final thrust and Yunho cried out as he came, collapsing onto Changmin. He detached himself slowly, Changmin pulling him to his feet, and they both made their way towards Jaejoong who watched hopefully.
“I’m quite dirty now Jaejoong.”
One handcuff opened.
“I think I need to be cleaned. Thoroughly.” The last word came out a growl.
The second handcuff opened.
Jaejoong pounced eagerly on Yunho, starting from his chest, winding his way down to his member, the salty taste filling his mouth, the smell of sex fresh in his mind. Changmin pushed Jaejoong who fell on Yunho, who propped himself up against a pile of costumes, Jaejoong on all fours licking and sucking. Yunho pulled him up for a kiss, needy and hot, tasting himself in Jaejoong’s mouth. He kissed his jawline, down to his neck.
“You’re so hot,” he murmured and Jaejoong purred in satisfaction, rubbing his chest against Yunho’s. Yunho rocked his hips and Jaejoong moved down, taking short, quick licks at first, that had Yunho pulling his head closer.
“Stop being a tease.”
Jaejoong laughed as he skimmed the length with his nose, blowing softly after he sucked. Yunho hissed.
“Jaejoong.”
Reaching the tip he licked the cum that was still there, happy to see fresh pre-cum starting to leak. Yunho gasped as he took the whole head, bucking up into his mouth. Jaejoong fought his gag-reflex and bobbed his head up and down, Yunho’s hand in his hair. Both cried out as Changmin pushed into Jaejoong without warning, grunting as the blond’s muscles clamped down around his cock.
“Jae, you’re so tight!” said Changmin as he pushed in.
Jaejoong continued swirling his tongue, lapping up any cum that came out, wave after wave of pleasure rocking his body. Changmin began to speed up, increasing the force of his thrusts and Jaejoong bobbed faster in return, Yunho bucking, twisting his nipples and his hair. Changmin pulled out, then rammed back in so he was up to the hilt, clutching Jaejoong’s hips as he came into him with a cry, Jaejoong screaming against Yunho’s cock as he came. Yunho pulled Jaejoong away as he spurted cum onto both of them, before all three fell into a heap, Jaejoong sandwiched between Yunho and Changmin.
“That,” muttered Changmin, “Is why you’re always going to be a bottom.”
“Why,” asked Jaejoong, “Do you always like to stay in me after you come?”
Changmin mumbled some snarky reply which Jaejoong ignored, closing his eyes as Yunho stroked his face lovingly.
“Did we tire you out too much Jae?” asked Yunho. Jaejoong shook his head tiredly and snuggled closer, Changmin wrapping an arm around his waist so he moved closer too.
“Did you plan this?”
Yunho blushed and looked away. Changmin snorted into Jaejoong’s back, kissing here and there.
“Not my idea. I was going to ask.”
“You’re too nice hyung. Besides, we both know Jaejoong likes being dominated.”
Jaejoong would’ve kicked Changmin except his legs were too tired to move and were happily entangled with theirs, so he settled for rocking his hips into Changmin who groaned.
“Damnit, I’m getting hard again.”
Jaejoong grinned predatorily and kissed Yunho passionately, nails digging into his sides, making sure Changmin could see, could hear exactly what they were doing.
“Jae, nnnnh, stop, I’m getting hard again,” muttered Yunho.
The blond ignored him and licked his collarbone like a cat, before turning around to face Changmin, one hand reaching down between them.
“Perhaps I need more discipline?”
An unspoken agreement passed between the two and Changmin grinned.
“Agreed.”
A/N: Hope you all enjoyed this latest chapter, and final part of Chapter 2 in the Office series. I hope to update next week sometime after I’m back from Japan. Comments are love!