To Catch a Culprit 5/5
Title: To Catch a Culprit: Chapter 5
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yunho
Summary: Part of DBSK's Drama The Uninvited Guest. Yunho, Jaejoong, Junsu and Changmin head to recording room to catch the culprit who deleted their music and shredded their clothes. Yunho/Jaejoong Junsu/Changmin Yoochun/Junsu/Changmin
Disclaimer: I don't own DBSK... or any of the members
Yunho headed towards his room but paused in the doorway.
"Yah Joongie... I need you to look at some of this music with me..."
Jaejoong suddenly got up and followed the leader into his bedroom and shut the door.
Yunho got to his desk, plopping down in the chair and turning on the computer. Jaejoong pinned himself against the doorway, feeling crusty marks on his stomach. He knew he could not go to the bathroom now. He looked around Yunho's room.
"Y-Yunho-ah..."
"Hn?" Yunho asked, attention fixed on the computer.
"Can I have that waterbottle?" He pointed to the bottle on the nightstand.
"Go ahead."
Jaejoong peeled himself away from the door. He grabbed a few Kleenexes and the water bottle. He paused and peeked over his shoulder to look at Yunho, who could've cared less.
He quickly wetted the Kleenex with water and lifted his shirt, wiping his stomach. The dry, crusty mess was not coming off. He scrubbed harder and the Kleenex fell apart. Jaejoong groaned in frustration, his stomach now red with white pieces.
"You alright?" Yunho asked, he was turned away from the computer.
Jaejoong looked back and forth. "Fine..."
He quickly threw away the useless tissues and got off the bed. His stomach still felt crusty but not as bad as before. Yunho watched as Jaejoong clapped his hands together to rid of little white pieces. He turned again to face the computer as Jaejoong hovered over him.
Jaejoong watched him fiddle with the computer. His eyes fell to the back of Yunho's shoulder and he rested his chin there. Yunho ignored it, still playing with the computer.
Five minutes passed and Yunho and Jaejoong had not said a word to each other.
"Yunho-ah..."
"What is it?"
"Didn't you want my help?"
"Mm one second..."
Jaejoong pouted, did Yunho really want his help? Or did he call him into his room for another reason. He shuttered at the thought of their earlier actions. He figured that was why Yunho had called him in here in the first place but Yunho seemed to be serious about work.
Jaejoong decided to test the unsure waters. He slipped his arms around Yunho's neck, folding his hands together over the leader's chest. Yunho did not budge, which frustrated the oldest.
"Yunho-ah..." Jaejoong whispered deeply into Yunho's ear.
"One second." He said again.
Jaejoong stood straight, glaring at the back of Yunho's head. 'What did he call me in here for?'
He spun Yunho around, looking at him angrily. "What did you call me in here for?"
Yunho blinked.
"You haven't asked me to help you yet... So why am I here? I thought you wanted to..." Jaejoong paused.
"For help... I feel better when you're in the room with me."
Jaejoong's anger grew. Not that he could think of anything, but he was sure there was something better he could've been doing. He grabbed Yunho's collar and threw him against the bed.
"If that was all then why didn't you tell me? I've been trying to figure out why I was here..."
Jaejoong climbed on top of Yunho, pinning him to the bed. Yunho sat up, putting a hand on Jaejoong's chest, trying to push him up.
"You could've just asked."
Jaejoong pushed the leader back down harshly. "I'm not a mind reader Yunho."
He leaned over to seize the leader's lips when Yunho interrupted.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm doing what I thought you called me in here for."
Jaejoong was about to make contact again when Yunho put his hand over the older's lips.
"I didn't call you in here for that."
"I know that!"
Jaejoong struggled around Yunho's hand. The leader flipped his hyung, straddling him against the bed.
"Then why are you trying? I only wanted your company."
Yunho's hips pinned Jaejoong down. It was an awkward position but he took it as an opportunity. He reached forward, swiftly undoing Yunho's belt and going for the button and zipper.
"Jaejoong!"
Yunho grabbed Jaejoong's hands, pinning them over his head.
"What's gotten into you?"
Jaejoong wanted to punch the leader harshly.
"It's okay when you need 'help' but as soon as I take initiative it's wrong?" Jaejoong struggled against the leaders grip.
"No, that's not it! I... I..."
"Get off me Yunho. I get it. I'll leave."
"No..."
"Yunho.." Jaejoong glared at Yunho, he didn't want to continue anymore.
"I wanted you here..."
"I don't want to be here... You're hurting me."
Yunho rolled over, releasing Jaejoong. Jaejoong sat up, rubbing his wrist which were red. He stood up.
"You're horrible Yunho..."
Jaejoong was about to head for the door when Yunho grabbed him, pulling him back towards the bed and pinning him face first against the sheets.
"Yunho-ah!"
"Am I really that horrible? You want it that badly?"
"No!" Jaejoong struggled but the leader seemed to be stronger.
Yunho pushed Jaejoong's shirt to his shoulders, his hands gliding against the skin as they found his nipples. Jaejoong shivered, still trying to push the younger off.
"Stop Yunho-ah!"
Yunho leaned over, biting Jaejoong's back. "Isn't this why you're here?"
"Not like this..."
Jaejoong buried his face in the blankets but Yunho kept on. He pinched and squeezed Jaejoong's nipples, causing them to harden. Jaejoong panted against the sheet, his hips twitching against Yunho's. His body twitched as Yunho bit his neck. The leader pulled his hyung's face away from the blankets.
"I lied..." Yunho said.
He licked Jaejoong's cheek, kissing his jawline to the corner of his mouth.
"I did want you here for that reason."
Jaejoong took a deep breath, ready to protest when Yunho seized his mouth. His pants were covered by Yunho's mouth. Yunho forced his tongue instead the older's mouth, sucking on the the others. Jaejoong moaned softly, trying to push Yunho's tongue out of his mouth. The more Jaejoong struggled the more Yunho would press harder. Yunho reached between Jaejoong's legs, rubbing his palm against his hyung's pants. Jaejoong threw his head back, gasping.
"I thought you didn't want this." Yunho smiling, stroking the outside of Jaejoong's pants.
Jaejoong bit his lip, moaning against the bed. Yunho quickly ripped open Jaejoong's belt, gaining a small protest again. He pressed the older boy against the bed with one hand, only using the other to get rid of the annoying clothing, atleast to Jaejoong's knees. Jaejoong still fought against Yunho. Sighing in frustration, Yunho pulled his hyung's shirt over his head and tied it around his wrists. Jaejoong's eyes widened.
"Y-Yunho-ah!"
"If you would just stop struggling."
Yunho massaged Jaejoong's rear, caressing the soft skin he had touched hours earlier. This time it was much nicer. Yunho looked around the room, eyes landing on the small tub of Vaseline on his nighttable. It would have to do. The table was a bit far out of his reach. He'd have to distract Jaejoong in order to reach it. His hands slid between Jaejoong's legs again, roughly gripping the heat. He moved his hands up and down, pre-cum making his movements slicker. He squeezed the tip in his hand, massaging the hot shaft in his palm.
Jaejoong griped the sheet tight, moaning and panting into the cotton material. He didn't remember feeling this good before, even if his hand were tied up. Yunho watched as Jaejoong buried his face into the blankets again, he squeezed Jaejoong roughly before quickly rolling on the bed to grab the Vaseline and rolling back. Jaejoong only had time to raise his head before Yunho was back on him. He could feel Yunho's clothed length pressed against him. This again... It hurt before but would it hurt now? He bumped back against Yunho, the leader moaning in frustration. Grabbing Jaejoong's hips roughly, Yunho grinded harshly against his hyung's hips. Jaejoong got on his hands, pushing off the bed. Yunho spread Jaejoong, grinding between Jaejoong's cheeks, rubbing against him directly.
"A-ahh!" Jaejoong's eyes widened.
Yunho pushed Jaejoong back against the bed, feeling that Jaejoong might try to get up. He swiftly undid his belt and pants, climbing out of them and tossing them to the floor. Not wasting any time, he popped open the Vaseline, dipping his fingers and coating his heat in it. He gasped, not realizing how cold the thick substance actually was. Dipping his fingers in once more, he ran the digits over Jaejoong's hole. Jaejoong shuttered, leaning away from Yunho's touch. The leader fingered around the tiny entrance, slipping a finger inside. Yunho massaged the inside of Jaejoong's thigh, relaxing him as he added two more fingers. Jaejoong gasped, biting the sheets. He moaned unwantingly, it was only making Yunho press on. Satisfied and impatient, Yunho pulled his fingers out. Rubbing his length over again, he pressed into Jaejoong's entrance.
Jaejoong cried out, his fingers digging into the blanket and pulling on it moaned, remembering that the tightness had never left. Controlling his breath again, Yunho began to move back and forth. He shivered as he almost completely slipped out of Jaejoong, sliding back into the tight heat.
Jaejoong pulled on the sheets, trying to get away from Yunho. The leader grabbed his hips, pulling him back and slamming back against his hips. Yunho pressed Jaejoong into the bed, pounding his hips into the older, bouncing on the mattress. Jaejoong cried against the material. Yunho moaned, his voice echoing the room and back to Jaejoong's ears. He raised his head from the sheets and watched his bound wrists as he bounced against Yunho's hips. Yunho's hand suddenly covered the shirtcuff as Yunho moved rougher. Yunho's hand slipped from Jaejoong's hips and between his legs, massaging the hard length. Jaejoong arched back against Yunho causing the leader to groan, gripping Jaejoong's heat harder.
"Ah Joongie..."
Yunho moved faster, pulling Jaejoong's restraint back as he sat up. He flipped back on the bed, sitting Jaejoong on top of him. His hyung was panted and red faced, staring at him. Yunho bumped his hips, almost knocking Jaejoong off, but enough to get the hint. Jaejoong began to rock his hips over Yunho, the leader digging his fingers into the older's skin. Yunho could feel the tightness loosen but get hotter. Jaejoong began to move faster, bouncing too roughly for Yunho.
The leader swallowed, almost choking. "A-ah Joongie!"
He lifted his hips off the bed, pressing his heat deeply into Jaejoong as he came. Yunho's hips twitched, bringing Jaejoong to his climax as he spilled his seed over Yunho's stomach.
Jaejoong fell on top of Yunho, panting roughly and having trouble breathing. His bangs stuck to his face but his hands were still bound to move them so he rubbed his forehead against Yunho's chest. Yunho watched, chuckling slightly as he pushed them out of his hyung's face. Jaejoong looked at Yunho, his eyes now clear. Yunho swallowed hard, now realizing why Jaejoong had not used his hands. He grabbed the bound, pulling it up and untieing it. He kissed the bruise that was already forming around Jaejoong's wrist. Anger boiled at the pit of Jaejoong's stomach. Once Yunho released his wrist, Jaejoong slapped Yunho roughly. He got up from the bed, quickly putting on his clothes and rushing out of the room. Yunho slapped a hand over his forehead. This did not end well at all.
Yunho sat up, feeling something wet on his stomach. He grabbed a couple tissues to wipe off the mess. Yunho put on his clothes and left his room. He heard the shower still running in the bathroom so he walked in. He ripped open the shower curtain to see Yoochun, Changmin and Junsu sitting in the tub, the shower running over them.
"What are you guys doing?" Yunho asked, looking not so confused.
"Washing each others backs." Yoochun smiled tiredly.
Yunho raised a brow. "Well hurry up, I need to shower too." Yunho left the boys, going back to his room to sulk.
He was in a great mood to begin with, he certainly didn't need to see the other three members of the group in that kind of situation.
FML.