Who's Coming Home With Me Tonight 1
Title: Who's Coming Home With Me Tonight 1/?
Genre: Angst, Romance (eventually)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Junho/Junsu
Summary: Junsu a frustrated top-class business man, has a one night stand with a prostitute. Stumbling drunk, he finds his way home and wakes up the next morning with a killer headache. When he recalls that night, he jumps out of bed and wanders back down the alley he crawled out of, asking for a 'Lee Junho'. Did he really have paid sex with a man? Did he just pay for it? He needed to find out the truth.
Note: Short chapter I know.
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM.
“Ugh...” Junsu covered his eyes, hissing at the sunlight that peeked through his curtains. Why hadn't he closed them before he had went to bed? Also.. Why was his head pounding? He slowly sat up, hanging his legs off the bed and rubbing his temple.
When he opened his eyes again, he narrowed them at his choice of bed clothing. He was still in his work clothes, which he knew he'd never sleep in. He stumbled to the bathroom and glanced into the mirror. He narrowed his eyes as he touched his swollen lips before trailing his fingers down his neck and stopping on a bruise, “Where did that come from?”
He let his pants fall down his legs as he stood in front of the toilet. A card slipped from his pocket as his pants hit the floor. Junsu bent down, picking up the card and reading it. The writing on it was simple.
After Midnight
Lee Junho.
The name was written in smaller letters as those two lines were the only things written on the front of the card. He flipped it over, noticing an address written in the corner.
Junsu called in sick, blaming his throbbing head. He looked up the address before popping a few pills and heading out. He pulled his sunglasses over his eyes, cursing at it for shining so brightly. As he got closer to his destination, the streets became more seedy looking. Junsu walked in the middle of the street, keeping away from the alleyways.
He stopped, looking down at the card in his hand before glancing as the sign down a dark alleyway. Swallowing his nerves, Junsu walked down the dark alley and knocked on the door. To his surprise, a handsome looking male answered, glaring at him, “What do you want?”
Junsu blinked, “U-uh, this is After Midnight right?”
“Yeah and?”
“Is there a Lee Junho here?”
“Why do you want to know?”
He raised a brow at the rude boy, “I need to speak with him.”
“We're not open right now, come back later.”
The boy was about to close the door when Junsu stopped him, “Please! W-what is this place?”
“What the hell? You're asking yet you have that?” the boy pointed to the card in Junsu's hand.
“I found it in my pocket. Please, tell me.”
The boy chuckled, “This is a place that holds prostitutes. The Lee Junho you're looking for is a male. If you really want to see him again, come after midnight.”
Junsu's jaw dropped when the boy closed the door in his face, “A m-male?” His heart raced as he tried to remember what had happened that night.
There was no way that he had slept with a male. How did he end up there to begin with? Junsu choked as the boy's words hit him.
“Prostitute? You mean I paid?” he tensed, wondering how much money he had spent.
He rushed out of the alleyway, accidentally bumping into someone.
“Back again? And you said that you didn't like boys.”
Junsu stopped, turning his attention to the voice. There in front of him stood a boy not much taller than him. His hair was short and styled with short spikes, his outfit was simple and comfortable yet it had class. His eyes were small slits as they narrowed at Junsu. His lips were full and pulled up into a smile.
“Y-you... Are you Lee Junho?”
“So you remember me. I thought you'd be too drunk to remember.”
Junsu's eyes grew twice their normal size, this was the male he had slept with? “I-is it true?” he saw the other boy raise a brow, “D-did I sleep with you?”
“Sleep, no.”
He exhaled in relief.
“We fucked.”
He choked, trying to catch his breath.
“I'm kind of hurt that you don't remember. How did you even get here?”
Junsu held up the card.
“Ah, that. You know I don't give those to just anyone.”
“H-how did we meet?”
Junho sighed, “Listen, I don't feel like standing here and talking. I have to get ready for tonight.”
“Tonight?”
“Yeah, I have to prepare myself for some nasty fucking.”
“Did I use a condom?” Junsu suddenly wanted to kick himself as he watched the pained expression on the other boy's face.
“I may get paid for sex but I'm not some dirty whore,” Junho turned, making his way to the door.
“W-wait,” Junsu reached out, grabbing the other boy, “That's not what I meant. I'm sorry if I offended you.”
“You know, it's usually when people are piss drunk that they diss me but you did it completely sober. You've got balls. I mean, other than the obvious,” Junho said, looking at Junsu's crotch.
“I had sex with a guy,” Junsu said to himself as he finally took it all in.
“It didn't bother you last night.”
“I was drunk!”
“Whatever,” Junho shrugged the other boy off, “Go away, don't loiter outside.”
He left Junsu in the alleyway, still shocked from before. He managed to come back to earth and he ran home. He quickly logged onto his computer to check his bank and almost had a heart attack, “How could I have paid this much and don't remember how the sex was?!”
He cringed as he eyed the amount. Rubbing his temple he opted for showering to clean away any dirt from the night before slipping into comfortable clothing. He paced his apartment, trying to remember what had happened.
“Ugh! I give up!” Junsu plopped down on the couch with his face in his hands. He glanced at the time, “Eat then leave.” He got up from the couch and wandered into the kitchen. Junsu made himself a meal before grabbing his wallet and heading out the door.
He kept his hands tight around the leather object as he found himself back in the alley. He knocked on the door and instead of getting the rude boy from before, a well dressed, cleaned up, young looking male answered.
“Are you here to see someone?” the boy asked.
Junsu noted the chubby cheeks on the slim looking boy, “I-I'm here to see Junho.”
“Come in,” the small boy said.
He followed the other boy into the dark place, trying to not become too distracted with the black walls. He led Junsu into a room, telling him to take a seat and to wait. Junsu swallowed nervously, accidentally biting to hard on his lip. He cringed as the copper taste filled his mouth. He jumped when the door opened.
“Back again?”
“I-I wanted to talk about last night,” Junsu tensed when the other boy sat down close next to him.
“Are you really here to talk? You're paying a lot just to do that. If you're nervous, we could always drink.”
“Yes that sounds-no! I couldn't remember anything the last time I-!” his eyes widened as Junho pressed his lips against his own. He was surprised with how soft the other boy's lips were as they caressed his. Junsu shuddered when Junho's hand fell onto his thigh, “W-wait stop!”
“I don't want to talk. Let's do what you came here to do.”
“I came to talk,” Junsu whined as the other boy stroked his thigh.
“Talk later,” Junho said as kissed the slightly taller boy, “Sex now.” He pushed Junsu back against the bed, climbing on top of him and straddling his hips.
“N-no stop... Don't...” Junsu fought back weakly as the other boy grinded his hips against his crotch.
“I want you,” Junho whispered, brushing his lips against the taller boy's.
“Pleaseeeeee, oh my god,” he arched his hips as Junho slipped his hand into his pants. He gripped the sheets, closing his eyes as the small boy squeezed his length. Junsu felt his pants being ripped away from his hips as the smaller boy sat on him.
He heard the sound of a wrapper before something tight was rolled over his hard cock. Junsu let out a grunt of discomfort before he felt warmth even tighter around him. He opened his eyes as Junho lowered himself onto his length, moaning deeply as he did.
He gripped the small boy's thighs, wondering how Junho was so tight despite his profession. He barely had time to think about it as Junho began to move up and down. Junsu held his breath as the small boy's inner walls clamped around his cock. Junho's moans filled his ears, making his dick even harder.
“You feel even better when you're sober,” the small boy panted. He lifted his hips, dropping them down on Junsu's length. Junho let out his moans freely, pulling the other boy's hand away from his mouth as he tried to hide them, “Let me hear them. Moan for me, let me know I'm doing a good job.”
“Junho,” Junsu moaned, rolling his head back. His hands traveled up the small boy's body, gripped at the soft flesh. “Junho I can't... I'm going to cum.”
“Mm, then cum, cum with me,” Junho rocked his hips hard, bringing them both to climax.
Junsu let out a loud moan, feeling the condom grow tight around his cock. He shuddered when Junho moved his hips and his length slipped out of the other boy. Junho pulled the tight rubber off, freeing his swollen shaft and letting it fall against his stomach.
“You still want to talk?” Junho whispered into his ear, “Meet me at the coffee shop around the corner near the shopping center at 2PM.”
Junsu nodded and before he knew it, he was left alone. As soon as he caught his breath, he got dressed and walked out of the room
“Sir, are you ready to pay?” the chubby cheeked boy was back.
“Uh yeah,” Junsu fished his wallet out of his pocket.
“Thank you, come back again,” the boy smiled.
He raised a brow, 'I don't have enough money to do that.' He shuddered as he walked out into the chilly streets. He glanced around, wondering how he had made it home in his drunken state. Junsu walked into his apartment, leaning against the wall. “Shit, I did it again.”
Genre: Angst, Romance (eventually)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Junho/Junsu
Summary: Junsu a frustrated top-class business man, has a one night stand with a prostitute. Stumbling drunk, he finds his way home and wakes up the next morning with a killer headache. When he recalls that night, he jumps out of bed and wanders back down the alley he crawled out of, asking for a 'Lee Junho'. Did he really have paid sex with a man? Did he just pay for it? He needed to find out the truth.
Note: Short chapter I know.
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM.
“Ugh...” Junsu covered his eyes, hissing at the sunlight that peeked through his curtains. Why hadn't he closed them before he had went to bed? Also.. Why was his head pounding? He slowly sat up, hanging his legs off the bed and rubbing his temple.
When he opened his eyes again, he narrowed them at his choice of bed clothing. He was still in his work clothes, which he knew he'd never sleep in. He stumbled to the bathroom and glanced into the mirror. He narrowed his eyes as he touched his swollen lips before trailing his fingers down his neck and stopping on a bruise, “Where did that come from?”
He let his pants fall down his legs as he stood in front of the toilet. A card slipped from his pocket as his pants hit the floor. Junsu bent down, picking up the card and reading it. The writing on it was simple.
After Midnight
Lee Junho.
The name was written in smaller letters as those two lines were the only things written on the front of the card. He flipped it over, noticing an address written in the corner.
Junsu called in sick, blaming his throbbing head. He looked up the address before popping a few pills and heading out. He pulled his sunglasses over his eyes, cursing at it for shining so brightly. As he got closer to his destination, the streets became more seedy looking. Junsu walked in the middle of the street, keeping away from the alleyways.
He stopped, looking down at the card in his hand before glancing as the sign down a dark alleyway. Swallowing his nerves, Junsu walked down the dark alley and knocked on the door. To his surprise, a handsome looking male answered, glaring at him, “What do you want?”
Junsu blinked, “U-uh, this is After Midnight right?”
“Yeah and?”
“Is there a Lee Junho here?”
“Why do you want to know?”
He raised a brow at the rude boy, “I need to speak with him.”
“We're not open right now, come back later.”
The boy was about to close the door when Junsu stopped him, “Please! W-what is this place?”
“What the hell? You're asking yet you have that?” the boy pointed to the card in Junsu's hand.
“I found it in my pocket. Please, tell me.”
The boy chuckled, “This is a place that holds prostitutes. The Lee Junho you're looking for is a male. If you really want to see him again, come after midnight.”
Junsu's jaw dropped when the boy closed the door in his face, “A m-male?” His heart raced as he tried to remember what had happened that night.
There was no way that he had slept with a male. How did he end up there to begin with? Junsu choked as the boy's words hit him.
“Prostitute? You mean I paid?” he tensed, wondering how much money he had spent.
He rushed out of the alleyway, accidentally bumping into someone.
“Back again? And you said that you didn't like boys.”
Junsu stopped, turning his attention to the voice. There in front of him stood a boy not much taller than him. His hair was short and styled with short spikes, his outfit was simple and comfortable yet it had class. His eyes were small slits as they narrowed at Junsu. His lips were full and pulled up into a smile.
“Y-you... Are you Lee Junho?”
“So you remember me. I thought you'd be too drunk to remember.”
Junsu's eyes grew twice their normal size, this was the male he had slept with? “I-is it true?” he saw the other boy raise a brow, “D-did I sleep with you?”
“Sleep, no.”
He exhaled in relief.
“We fucked.”
He choked, trying to catch his breath.
“I'm kind of hurt that you don't remember. How did you even get here?”
Junsu held up the card.
“Ah, that. You know I don't give those to just anyone.”
“H-how did we meet?”
Junho sighed, “Listen, I don't feel like standing here and talking. I have to get ready for tonight.”
“Tonight?”
“Yeah, I have to prepare myself for some nasty fucking.”
“Did I use a condom?” Junsu suddenly wanted to kick himself as he watched the pained expression on the other boy's face.
“I may get paid for sex but I'm not some dirty whore,” Junho turned, making his way to the door.
“W-wait,” Junsu reached out, grabbing the other boy, “That's not what I meant. I'm sorry if I offended you.”
“You know, it's usually when people are piss drunk that they diss me but you did it completely sober. You've got balls. I mean, other than the obvious,” Junho said, looking at Junsu's crotch.
“I had sex with a guy,” Junsu said to himself as he finally took it all in.
“It didn't bother you last night.”
“I was drunk!”
“Whatever,” Junho shrugged the other boy off, “Go away, don't loiter outside.”
He left Junsu in the alleyway, still shocked from before. He managed to come back to earth and he ran home. He quickly logged onto his computer to check his bank and almost had a heart attack, “How could I have paid this much and don't remember how the sex was?!”
He cringed as he eyed the amount. Rubbing his temple he opted for showering to clean away any dirt from the night before slipping into comfortable clothing. He paced his apartment, trying to remember what had happened.
“Ugh! I give up!” Junsu plopped down on the couch with his face in his hands. He glanced at the time, “Eat then leave.” He got up from the couch and wandered into the kitchen. Junsu made himself a meal before grabbing his wallet and heading out the door.
He kept his hands tight around the leather object as he found himself back in the alley. He knocked on the door and instead of getting the rude boy from before, a well dressed, cleaned up, young looking male answered.
“Are you here to see someone?” the boy asked.
Junsu noted the chubby cheeks on the slim looking boy, “I-I'm here to see Junho.”
“Come in,” the small boy said.
He followed the other boy into the dark place, trying to not become too distracted with the black walls. He led Junsu into a room, telling him to take a seat and to wait. Junsu swallowed nervously, accidentally biting to hard on his lip. He cringed as the copper taste filled his mouth. He jumped when the door opened.
“Back again?”
“I-I wanted to talk about last night,” Junsu tensed when the other boy sat down close next to him.
“Are you really here to talk? You're paying a lot just to do that. If you're nervous, we could always drink.”
“Yes that sounds-no! I couldn't remember anything the last time I-!” his eyes widened as Junho pressed his lips against his own. He was surprised with how soft the other boy's lips were as they caressed his. Junsu shuddered when Junho's hand fell onto his thigh, “W-wait stop!”
“I don't want to talk. Let's do what you came here to do.”
“I came to talk,” Junsu whined as the other boy stroked his thigh.
“Talk later,” Junho said as kissed the slightly taller boy, “Sex now.” He pushed Junsu back against the bed, climbing on top of him and straddling his hips.
“N-no stop... Don't...” Junsu fought back weakly as the other boy grinded his hips against his crotch.
“I want you,” Junho whispered, brushing his lips against the taller boy's.
“Pleaseeeeee, oh my god,” he arched his hips as Junho slipped his hand into his pants. He gripped the sheets, closing his eyes as the small boy squeezed his length. Junsu felt his pants being ripped away from his hips as the smaller boy sat on him.
He heard the sound of a wrapper before something tight was rolled over his hard cock. Junsu let out a grunt of discomfort before he felt warmth even tighter around him. He opened his eyes as Junho lowered himself onto his length, moaning deeply as he did.
He gripped the small boy's thighs, wondering how Junho was so tight despite his profession. He barely had time to think about it as Junho began to move up and down. Junsu held his breath as the small boy's inner walls clamped around his cock. Junho's moans filled his ears, making his dick even harder.
“You feel even better when you're sober,” the small boy panted. He lifted his hips, dropping them down on Junsu's length. Junho let out his moans freely, pulling the other boy's hand away from his mouth as he tried to hide them, “Let me hear them. Moan for me, let me know I'm doing a good job.”
“Junho,” Junsu moaned, rolling his head back. His hands traveled up the small boy's body, gripped at the soft flesh. “Junho I can't... I'm going to cum.”
“Mm, then cum, cum with me,” Junho rocked his hips hard, bringing them both to climax.
Junsu let out a loud moan, feeling the condom grow tight around his cock. He shuddered when Junho moved his hips and his length slipped out of the other boy. Junho pulled the tight rubber off, freeing his swollen shaft and letting it fall against his stomach.
“You still want to talk?” Junho whispered into his ear, “Meet me at the coffee shop around the corner near the shopping center at 2PM.”
Junsu nodded and before he knew it, he was left alone. As soon as he caught his breath, he got dressed and walked out of the room
“Sir, are you ready to pay?” the chubby cheeked boy was back.
“Uh yeah,” Junsu fished his wallet out of his pocket.
“Thank you, come back again,” the boy smiled.
He raised a brow, 'I don't have enough money to do that.' He shuddered as he walked out into the chilly streets. He glanced around, wondering how he had made it home in his drunken state. Junsu walked into his apartment, leaning against the wall. “Shit, I did it again.”