Who's Coming Home With Me Tonight 9
Title: Who's Coming Home with me Tonight 9/9
Genre: Angst
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.
Author's Notes: Last chapter!
Disclaimer: I do now own 2PM
To everyone's surprise, Junho was back to work in less than two days although he was silent. He went to work and returned home just to hide in his room, coming out only to grab food and use the bathroom. Jinwoon worried, even though the smaller boy was eating, he knew that Junho was missing out on other things, “I don't know what to do Chansung-ah, he won't talk to me. I'm afraid I might say the wrong thing. That bastard broke them up and now he's-”
“Stop,” Chansung shook his head, “You know that Junsu did him a favour. It wasn't healthy for him to be obsessing over Taecyeon.”
“And this is?!” Jinwoon bit his lip as the older boy hushed him, “This isn't healthy either. He hasn't come at all to see how Junho is doing. What an asshole.”
The tall boy sighed, knowing the other side of this. It almost made him laugh as he thought about it; Junsu was acting the same way. The older boy would silently do his job, talking whenever necessary before his lips became sealed again, as if he had to be granted permission to speak. Chansung would watch from afar as the small boy would sigh constantly as he paced around the office. Surprisingly enough, Junsu was never distracted and he was always on key when it came to work. 'I think I should visit him...'
“I'm off for work Chansung-ah, I'm going to miss you,” Jinwoon whispered against his lips as he leaned in. The quick kiss was too passionate for Chansung as the younger boy poured his lust into it. The older boy tried to think sensibly, telling himself that Jinwoon was just preparing himself for his clients but it made him twinge with jealously.
He pulled away from the smaller boy, “Be safe,” he said, rubbing Jinwoon's cheek.
“I will.”
Jinwoon gave him another short kiss before disappearing into the dark street. Chansung checked his watch, “Not too late...”
“Chansung,” Junsu said with surprise as he opened the door, “I didn't expect you to-” the small boy paused, “I guess. Come in. I'm surprised you didn't come sooner to be honest.”
When Junsu turned to face him, Chansung noticed the bruises and cuts on his face more clearly. Seeing them from a distance in the office didn't allow him a good look but now that he saw them close up, he became silent.
“Yah,” Junsu said softly, “It's not as bad as it looks.”
“That's a lie and we both know it...” Chansung stepped closer to the small boy, looking down at his injured face, “He really did a number on you. Is this why you won't see Junho? Taecyeon isn't around anymore.”
“I'm not afraid of running into Taecyeon. I don't think Junho is ready to see me again...”
“Hyung... Junho hasn't talked to anyone since that day... He's-”
“Suffering I know! Trust me, I'm so torn up about this that I don't know what to do! I want to see him but this face...” Junsu circled his face with his finger, “It feels like it's just a reminder... I know... I know that I have to wait. I don't know what's going on in Junho's head.”
“He's back at work,” Chansung bit his lip, seeing the smaller boy look at him, “It was only a couple days after it happened... He hides in his room afterwords.”
“Does he eat?”
“Mm, he does everything but socialize. It's not healthy... You two seem to be stuck in the same rut... I know you said that you're going to wait but that also means making Junho wait too. I can't tell how he feels by looking on the outside. He could be crying all night silently...”
Junsu rubbed his temple, feeling even more frustrated, “Is that what you came to tell me? Junho is suffering and needs my help?”
“No,” the tall boy sat down on the couch next to Junsu, “I came to see how you were. The interaction at work wasn't really enough for me to read your face...”
“What is my face saying now?”
Chansung sighed, “That you need a friend who would provide any sort of support.” He could see it in Junsu's eyes, the tears begging to come out but his manhood would never allow them to be seen.
So, in keeping up the older boy's pride, Chansung pulled Junsu into his arms and held him tight, “Go ahead, no ones looking,” he whispered.
Chansung squeezed the smaller boy as he felt him shift and sniffle against his chest. Junsu gripped his shirt, tugging on it as he still fought his tears but the closer Chansung brought him, the harder it was. “I love you,” the tall boy whispered, making his tears overflow. Junsu began to sob, burying his face and wetting Chansung’s shirt. He was pathetic for crying, for letting himself being beat up, for showing Junho how weak he was. Chansung had come to his rescue again and he mentally beat himself up for being such a burden to the tall boy. It was his job, as a hyung, to take care of the younger boy.
His breath hitched when Chansung stroked his back, his hand then moving up to squeeze his shoulder. Junsu’s cries settled down after a few minutes as he laid against the tall boy’s chest. He inhaled deeply, feeling his dry tears against his cheeks, “I’m sorry,” he mumbled.
“Don’t be. I know you needed this. You’re not very emotional hyung and it worries me. I mean, crying all the time isn’t healthy but… Once and a while is okay.”
“I’ve never seen you cry.”
Chansung bit his lip, “I do…. Jinwoon frustrates me so much sometimes.”
Junsu sat up, wiping his tears on his sleeve. The younger boy noted the moment, seeing Junsu in a vulnerable state was also cute. He’d have to remember to keep a mental photo, “It’s been so long since I’ve been in a relationship.”
The tall boy smiled, “I’m glad to see you have hopes for you and Junho.”
“I don’t want things to end with us on a sour note… I don’t want things to end at all. I… You know how I feel about Junho.”
“Can’t you say it?” looked at the younger boy, making him sigh, “Hyung you have to say it... If you want to completely fix this, you can't just tell Junho that you have feelings for him.”
“I know.”
Junsu felt a little better after the younger boy's visit. He felt a little bit of pressure lifted off his shoulders but more questions and ideas filled his head. He was feeling a bit rushed with his plans of trying to talk to Junho from his previous visit. Hearing about how the small boy was at home worried Junsu but he soon came to realize that he was in the same state but he knew they weren't thinking alike. He knew Junho would never approach him and it was all up to Junsu to push to the next step but he wasn't ready. He paused at the door, trying to shake off the looks he had gotten when he was walking down the street. He had to admit that he looked a bit sketchy in his incognito outfit but he found it to be his cloak of invisibility. He knocked on the door in front of him.
“Hel-”
He cut Wooyoung off as he stepped into the apartment, his hand over the smaller boy's mouth as he shoved him against the wall.
“Oh my,” said a male sitting on the couch in the living room.
Junsu turned his attention to the other boy, recognizing him from the time he had seen Wooyoung come out of the club.
“Are we being mugged?” he asked.
He slowly let his hand fall away from Wooyoung's mouth as the younger boy didn't look to be disturbed at all, “Junsu-sshi?” Wooyoung paused, “Why are you dressed like that? Did you come for a little one-on-one session... With some kink?”
Junsu quickly pulled off his hat, scarf and oversized hoodie, “Sorry... I was trying to come discreetly. I need to talk with you... About Junho.”
“Ah! I knew there was something going on,” Wooyoung said, tapping his chin, “Yah Kwon-ah, you'll have to wait a bit.”
The boy on the couch sighed, “Fine, I'll be in my room.”
Junsu didn't notice the second room the first time he had been in the apartment. The boy, known as Jo Kwon, gathered a few things before going to his room. “So... You've noticed that Junho has been acting... Different?”
“Yes,” Wooyoung sat down, motioning for the older boy to do the same, “He comes into work but he has this dark cloud hanging over him. The first couple days, he had rings around his eyes but they cleared up. He doesn't talk to anyone either. He just does his work... Junsu-sshi, you two are more serious than just a couple of visits a week, aren't you?”
The older boy nodded slightly, “Has there been any problems?”
“Mm, the first night... Junho fought with a customer... A regular, but he calmed down.”
“A regular?”
“Well was. He used to see Junho all the time but he stopped coming for a while now. Anyways, that was the only time, Junho has been pretty calm since then.”
Junsu had an idea of who the customer was but he wasn't going to pry. He was tired of that other boy who had fucked up Junho's life. That guy who had turned Junho's life into a game of cat and mouse with one-sided emotions. It made Junsu angry just thinking about how Taecyeon played with Junho's heart.
“Junsu-sshi...” Wooyoung interrupted his thoughts as a vein throbbed in his forehead, “Is there any way to fix this?”
The older boy looked at Wooyoung, “I hope so. I still need more time...”
“Your face...”
Junsu leaned back as the younger boy reached out to touch his lip, “It'll heal.”
“Is it because of Junho?”
He bit his lip and nodded, “I had to make my point. Violence was the only way to get through to that fucking idiot.”
“Junsu-sshi, may I voice an idea?”
“An idea? I guess.”
Junsu finished programming Wooyoung's number into his phone. He contemplated on just leaving the name blank because he knew later that Wooyoung's number would be a fight waiting to happen, “After...” he said, “After this is over.” He clicked off his phone and headed towards home.
“Hey handsome.”
He turned around, glancing at the female behind him before continuing to walk.
“Well that's just rude, a lady is talking to you.”
“I don't see a lady. I just see a tramp in a piece of material.”
“Hmph, well you'll be seeing more of me Kim Junsu so you better change that attitude of yours.”
“What's that supposed to mean Minja?” Junsu turned around. His eyes narrowed as the girl smirked at him.
“I mean exactly what I said. I know you're not stupid, you'll figure it out. You're a smart boy,” she said, running her finger along his jaw. Her heels tapped the pavement as she walked away, swaying her hips too much and completely distracting him.
Junsu cursed at himself for being wooed by her even now. He had Junho to think about, not these mind games with a slut. He walked into the living room, rubbing a towel against his wet hair before opening the can of beer in his hand. He sighed as he looked down at the drink, “Never used to like this...” Junsu took a swallow of it before dragging his feet to the couch. He didn't let the thoughts or words of Minja distract him as he wondered what Junho was doing at that very moment. He stared at his phone on the table, wanting to text the younger boy but he knew that simple text would just be stupid. Hell, his words just might end up lost in space and he would be left unanswered. Either way, Junsu didn't pick up the phone. He finished off his drink before sliding under the covers. Even the bed felt uncomfortable to him but there was nothing he could do. The plushy object would have been pulling his thoughts from his head and replaced it with sleep or dreams but tonight it closed like a barrier, like it had absorbed too much of Junsu's mind. He lay awake, staring up at the ceiling, the surface flat and a dull white, the same as it had been since he had moved there, “I should paint it...” he mumbled, thinking about a new colour scheme. Flashes of colours filled his head until an image of Junho suddenly brought everything to a stop. He envisioned the smaller boy over him, smiling until his eyes disappeared into tiny slits. When he blinked, everything changed and now Junho was naked, his eyes closed as he moved over his hips before throwing his head back to moan. Junsu gasped, closing his eyes tight and shaking his head, “No!”
His heart drummed against his ribs before he slowly opened his eyes again, that dull ceiling staring back at him, “Maybe I'll just keep it white...” He kept his eyes wide, too afraid to close them now because he didn't want to be stuck in another dream. Junsu loved Junho for everything, not just his body. He loved Junho, period.
“Junsu, I'd like to introduce you to someone,” his boss said, stepping into his office.
Junsu got up from his seat, straightening his clothes before walking around the desk. His boss ushered someone in and Junsu's eyes widened.
“Hello Junsu,” she smiled.
“Minja... But how.. Why?”
The boss cleared his throat in a bit of anger, “She's your new secretary.”
“Secretary? But I don't need one.”
“I think you do, this is my decision. Please take care of her,” the older male said before leaving the room.
“So how many times did it take for you to sleep with him to get this job?” Junsu hissed.
“How rude. It's not professional to talk about your personal life.”
“Professional my ass,” Junsu muttered, “He'd never sleep with you anyways, it would be such a downgrade.”
Minja gasped, about to stop towards him when he handed her files, making her stop dead in her tracks.
“Give these to Chansung slave, I'm sure you remember who he is.”
Junsu smirked as she walked away. Sending her to Chansung wasn't a problem at all. Minja hadn't even glanced at the tall boy and she showed no interest in him like he was disgusting to her and maybe he was; Junsu didn't really care. Either way, Minja was no threat. He sat down at his desk, going back to typing and organizing.
“Coffee sir?” Minja asked, walking into the room and carrying a cup while swaying her hips. She set the mug down on the desk before leaning over it on her hands. She looked down at him, her top two undone buttons exposing her cleavage.
“This isn't an office porno Minja, I'm not interested in your breast. You'll have to do more than get me coffee to get into my pants.”
“If I wanted in your pants Junsu, all I'd have to do was walk behind the desk, get on my knees, pull your zipper with my teeth...”
Junsu blinked, slightly distracted by her voice. He swallowed, tapping the keys softly as her voice continued.
“... I'd run my fingers up your thighs before sliding them over your briefs,” Minja smirked when she saw him swallow again. She got down on her elbows, catching his attention as he looked at her and she licked her lips, “I'd tease your trapped cock,” she whispered, “Squeezing and massaging it before finally freeing it. Then I'd...” Minja leaned close, her lips just inches away from the tall boy's, “Slip your cock into my mouth and play with the tip with my tongue.” She could feel Junsu's quickening breath against her lips, “Would you like that Junsu?”
“I-I...” the images flashes into Junsu's mind, making his whole body shudder. He looked into her eyes before down to her lips, wanting to devour them, to crush them against his own. His length started to throb as he thought about the wondrous things Minja's mouth would do to his dick.
“Hope I'm not interrupting,” Chansung's voice entered the small office.
Minja stood up, looking back and narrowing her eyes at the tall boy, “You were.”
“Tch, that's too bad,” he said as he walked in before waving papers in front of Junsu's face, trying to break the boy out of his stupor.
The older boy jumped and blinked, “What is it?”
“The files you were looking for,” Chansung tapped the smaller boy on the head, “Get your mind out of the gutter.”
“Leave Minja, you're not needed,” Junsu growled, shifting in the chair and looking over the files on his desk.
The tall boy waited for Minja to leave, “Are you out of your fucking mind?” he hissed, “She walks back into your vision for two seconds and you already have a hard-on for her! You aren't ready to see Junho. I think you should stay away from him.”
“What?!” Junsu slammed his hands against his desk, “She's a woman Chansung! A woman I loved! Just because I love Junho doesn't mean that I'm completely turned off by women! I loved her a lot if you didn't notice.”
“Exactly! You can't even get your priorities straight! A pair of tits walk in and bam, Junho is out of your mind!”
Junsu felt the guilt instantly as he knew Chansung was right. Thoughts of Junho hadn't even entered his brain as Minja talked dirty to him. He fell back in his chair, feeling lost and confused. He rested his head in his hand.
Chansung sighed, “Listen, I know you want Junho in your life... I know that he means a lot to you. Hell, I'm sure the only reason Minja is back in your life is because she knows that you're interested in someone so she wants to mess that up. She probably likes seeing others in pain and she knew the effect she had on you. She's probably jealous and doesn't want you with anyone.... You've been giving her that satisfaction for years.”
“I don't know what to do.”
“Junho will survive another few weeks... Settle this shit with Minja, just don't kill her. If you can't decide... I don't know...”
“Hey, we got interrupted back there.”
Junsu scowled as he walked passed the entrance, leaving Minja behind. She quickly followed after him, her heels clicking on the sidewalk.
“I know you want to continue.”
“Stupid bitch... You don't know what I want! That's obvious because if you did, you'd know that I want you to leave me the fuck alone! I want you out of my life! I don't want to ever see your face! Ever!” Junsu anger increased when the girl wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer.
“You can't deny a great fuck Kim Junsu. I had you hard just from my voice. I bet you were imagining me down on my knees sucking your cock with my hot mouth. I know how much you like that head of yours to be nibbled on.”
“Go fuck yourself whore,” Junsu looked up and something caught his eye. A small figure handed something to a taller figure. The tall male hugged the other before the small boy pushed away. He walked away, leaving the tall boy standing alone. Something didn't feel right in Junsu's head and he slowly started to make his way over.
“Yah Junsu, take me to your place...” Minja giggled, grabbing onto his shirt.
He pulled her along, ignoring her presence as he approached the tall male. His eyes widened, “Taecyeon...”
“I thought I told you that if I ever saw your face again, I'd beat the shit out of you.”
“That was Junho, wasn't it?”
“It's none of your business.”
“Is was, wasn't it?!”
Taecyeon's eye twitched as he stepped towards the small boy before grabbing his collar, “I said, it's none of your fucking business.”
“What was he doing here? He's done with you.”
“He was returning something of mine. It was obviously an excuse to see me again. He misses me.”
“That's bullshit.”
Taecyeon laughed, “It's true. Why else would he give me something? If he was really done with me, he wouldn't have returned it.”
“Maybe he didn't want a horrible reminder.”
“He could've thrown it out in the trash.”
“Yah Junsu, let's go already,” Minja whined, linking her arm with the small boy's.
Taecyeon smirked, “Hey I'm Taecyeon, what's your name?” He narrowed his eyes when Junsu pulled her back and hid her.
“Don't even try it... As much as I know you'd be perfect together, you're worse than a piece of trash.”
“Junsu, I didn't know you cared that much,” Minja smiled, wrapping her arms around Junsu's neck from behind.
“She your girl?'
“No.”
“Cheating on Junho already?”
“No. She's nothing.”
“Don't be like that Su-yah, I know how much I mean to you,” Minja smirked, ghosting her lips over the small boy's. “So Taecyeon-ah, who is this Junho? Should I feel threatened?”
“I think you should dump this guy's sorry ass and date me beautiful, he's already cheated on you. He slept with Junho a few times and even paid for it.”
Minja gasped, looking at Junsu, “What?”
“Yeah, he just can't leave the guy alone. He even stalked Junho until he took him home.”
“Shut up,” Junsu hissed.
“What?... Did you say guy?”
Taecyeon laughed, “He didn't tell you? Junho is a guy.”
Minja stepped away from the small boy, “You fucked around with a guy? You took in the ass?”
“No, well yes... No!” Junsu yelled, “I didn't!”
“So you stuck your dick in some guy's ass then?”
“Of course he did honey,” Taecyeon looped his arm around Minja's shoulder, “How else do you think they do it?”
“So you're a queer then? That doesn't make sense, you got it up in the office.”
“I'm not gay!” Junsu stepped towards the two.
“Then prove it,” Minja crossed her arms.
“I don't have to prove anything to you.”
“You know,” she smiled, looking up at Taecyeon, “It would be so easy to start rumours at the office. Does the boss know about your sex-capades? I'm sure it would be interesting.”
“That's personal... That has nothing to do with work.”
“Oh, but it might. Junho might visit you at work... He locks the door and gets in front of you, on his hands and knees,” Minja started to walk around Junsu, “First he sucks your cock to get you hard... Then he gets on your lap so that you can fuck him hard. Or do you bend him over the desk?” she grabbed his chin, “Which is it?”
“Personally, I think both are just as scandalous,” Taecyeon smirked.
“So Junsu, are you going to prove yourself or not?”
“Fine,” he said, “Let's do it.”
“Oh so willing,” Minja smiled, grabbing his wrist, “Let's go then.”
“No, we're doing it right here.”
“What?”
“You want me to prove it? Let's fuck right here.” When she looked dumb-founded at him, Junsu pulled her into his arms so that he could whisper against her lips, “You're a whore, you should be used to the public.” He pushed her onto her knees, earning a yelp as she scraped her skin against the pavement, “Suck me first.”
Minja grabbed him roughly out of anger before pulling the belt out of the loops and unzipping his pants. She dipped her fingers into the waistband of his briefs, tugging it down to expose Junsu's limp cock. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking it slowly before letting her tongue slide out to lick it. Minja heard the small boy's breath hitch as she encased her mouth around him. She twisted her hand around the base of his cock as her lips moved up and down the shaft.
Junsu gritted his teeth, not willing himself to feel pleasure as she sucked him. He wouldn't give in as he tightened his crossed arms over his chest. He glanced at Taecyeon, seeing the taller boy watching him with a smirk on his face. His body betrayed his mind as his cock started to harden under her ministrations. His hips twitched, giving her a signal as she moved faster over his length, her tongue tickling the slit. Junsu breathed through his nose, his chest rising and falling with his short breaths.
“Are you ready yet?”
“Suck me until I cum.”
“What good is that? I want to fuck.”
Junsu grabbed her head, pulling on her hair, “You want to fuck then do as I say, suck me off until I cum.”
Minja groaned over his cock as she was forced to swallow him whole. Junsu closed his eyes, moaning softly as he felt the vibrations against his tight skin. He gripped her hair as he started to thrust into her mouth.
“Faster,” he panted.
“This is taking too long,” Taecyeon grumbled.
“Then fuck her first. You look frustrated,” Junsu smirked.
Taecyeon looked down at the girl before she lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties, showing off her desperation as it glistened for the tall boy.
“Don't mind if I do then,” he grinned, getting on his knees. He freed his hard length before spitting into his hand to lubricate himself. He rubbed the tip between the folds of her womanhood, making her moan against Junsu's cock. He played with her slit before thrusting inside of her.
Junsu could feel his end nearing as she pressed her tongue against the underside of his length. His body started to tremble and Minja could feel it. She grazed the head of his cock with her teeth, making his hips buck into her mouth. Junsu let out a low moan as he filled her mouth with his thick cum. He pulled out, spraying his seed onto her face before falling back against one of the pillars. He tucked his softening length back into his pants as he watched the two before him. Taecyeon pounded into her mercilessly and Junsu could only smirk. He jumped when a voice called out behind him.
“Minja! What are you doing?!” Nichkhun appeared out of the shadows, startling the two.
Junsu quickly slipped away, knowing that he wouldn't have to deal with Taecyeon or Minja anymore. He text Wooyoung as he walked back home.
Tomorrow night. Initiate the plan.
Junho sighed, styling his hair before looking at himself in the mirror. He wondered why he even bothered anymore. People came to him to fuck, they didn't care if his hair was styled or if he smelled good. He came out of the bathroom, not glancing up to see Chansung or Jinwoon looking at him. He put on his shoes, “Bye,” he said before walking out the door.
Flattening out his jacket, Junho walked into the club but was stopped by Wooyoung, “Junho! I have good news!”
The small boy looked at Wooyoung with surprise, “What's good news?”
“You have the day off.”
“That's good news? I need the money Wooyoung.”
“Don't worry about it, it's been handled. You've got plans today Junho so you can't work.”
“I don't have plans... Wooyoung, if I'm not working, why didn't you just call me and let me know?”
“You look your best Junho-yah, you have a date to attend,” Wooyoung handed the younger boy an envelope, “Here, now go.” He sent the younger boy off before closing the door.
Junho opened the envelope and read the first sentence, “Go to the restaurant on...” he raised a brow before heading towards the location. He stopped, reading the sign over the fancy looking restaurant. He walked in and was greeted by a hostess, “Name.”
“Uh,” Junho felt nervous, “L-Lee Junho.”
The hostess scanned the list in front of her before looking up and smiling, “Please follow me.”
Junho followed the girl before she sat him down at a table. He noted the candles and already set table. He was placed in a booth in the corner, away from all the loud customers. He stared at the wine glass in front of him as minutes passed, “Why am I here?” He sighed, deciding to wait a few more minutes before a voice interrupted his concentration on the glass.
“Excuse me. May I join you?”
He blinked before standing up, “Junsu!”
“I-I'd like to start over with you Junho. How we met... How we led up to this... I'd like to do it all over again only with less complications.” Junsu had a second to notice the tears in the smaller boy's eyes before Junho jumped at him and his lips were crushed.
“Junsu,” Junho said softly, “You don't know how much I've been thinking about you. You don't know how much I've missed you.”
“I'm sorry... I left you at a bad time I know... I left you with no one, I'm sorry.”
“Don't ever leave me again,” the younger boy wrapped his arms around Junsu's neck.
“I won't... Because... Because I love you.”
Junho's eyes widened, “You love me?”
“I-I do.”
The small boy bit his lip before hugging Junsu tightly. He felt the older boy hug him back and he slowly pulled away, looking into his eyes. Junho bit his lip before pressing them against the tall boy's. He didn't realize how much he missed Junsu's lips as they caressed his own in a needy kiss. Junho pulled away panting as he looked at the older boy.
“Shall we eat?” Junsu asked.
“No.”
The tall boy raised a brow.
“Let's go back to your place.”
Junsu didn't know why but it suddenly felt awkward as they walked into his apartment. He smiled to himself as he watched Junho look around the place, “Uh, do you want a drink?” He choked as Junho pulled him close and smiled against his lips.
“No, I don't want anything else but you.”
The tall boy grinned, “I don't want this to be a cliche love story with the stereotypical lovemaking.”
“Then let's be different then...”
“How?”
“I'll top.”
Junsu blinked, his eyes growing wide.
“Unless you don't want me to.”
“No... It's okay,” he smiled, pulling Junho into the bedroom. The younger boy kissed him before they fell back onto the bed. Junsu wasn't used to being dominated and the feeling made him a bit uncomfortable but the thought was pulled away along with his clothes that were tossed to the floor. He smiled at Junho again at the small boy connected their lips. He felt the younger boy shift between his legs, rubbing against his crotch by accident. Junsu moaned against the other boy's mouth, making Junho smirk.
He wanted to skip the things that built up to sex because as much as he wanted Junho to show him how much he loved him, the tension was killing him.
“Junho, please just do this... Please just... Fuck me.”
Junho's eyes widened as the tall boy's begging, “Junsu... This is... Different.”
“I was so frustrated without you,” Junsu groaned, raising his hips to meet with the younger boy's, “The sex was... Indescribable and no one but you could ever satisfy me Junho.”
The small boy blushed, “S-stop, I get it already. Do you have any lube? Whether you like it or not, I have to prepare you.”
Junsu wiggled up the bed, reaching into his nightstand and grabbing a bottle. He handed it to Junho and the small boy flipped open the cap before pouring the liquid onto his hand. He coated his fingers before spreading Junsu's legs apart. Junho looked up at the tall boy, seeing him blush, “W-what?”
“Nothing,” the younger boy bit his lip, trying not to smile. He circled Junsu's entrance before pressing two fingers inside. The tall boy hissed through his teeth, raising his hips as they tried to get used to the invasion.
Junho was jealous. He was angry when he had found out that Junsu had bottomed for Wooyoung. Even though he wasn't used to being a top nor was he a fan of it, it still bothered him. It crushed him even more when he learned that Wooyoung had taken his virginity. Junho didn't notice his rush of adrenaline until the older boy grabbed his wrist, “S-slow down.” He looked down, seeing Junsu's hips twitch, his muscles trying to suck his fingers deeper and his cock leaking and dripping onto his stomach.
“Are you ready?”
“If you don't put it in now, I might just cum from your fingers.”
Junho bit his lip, “Okay.” He took the bottle again, squeezing more of the lube into his hand before covering his cock with it. He moaned at the feeling of his own hand as he pumped his length. Once satisfied, he nudged the older boy's entrance with the tip of his cock.
Junsu gripped the sheets, his hips accidentally bucking as the smaller boy teased him. He groaned as Junho thrust inside him, filling him and pushing in deep. The younger boy felt every ring of muscle clench down around his cock.
“Guh, so tight Junsu...” Junho felt a little bit of pride at the tightness, knowing that the time with Wooyoung had been his first and last. Junsu had not made a habit of visiting for this kind of pleasure. His hips bucked when Junsu sucked him in, making the small boy moan. He leaned over, seizing the older boy's lips before starting to move his hips slowly. Junho felt the taller boy breathe faster through his nose as he tongue travelled between his lips.
Junsu suddenly groaned, squeezing the smaller boy's waist with his thighs. He felt Junho nudge that spot again, making his back arch off the bed. He shouldn't have been surprised, what with the younger boy's experience but every time Junho hit it, Junsu felt the rush of fire through his body. He threw his head back as the small boy thrust in harder, making his own hips start to move, “Mmm Junho.”
The younger boy panted, watching Junsu's face twist in pleasure and it sent electricity through his veins. The tall boy's moans made his hips twitch and move on their own as he thrust into Junsu's tight entrance. Junho felt the sweat gathering on his brow as he pinned the older boy against the bed, pounding his hips into the soft mattress. He felt Junsu's thighs squeeze him as he moved faster, loving the way his muscles clamped down around his cock. He looked down between them, feeling even hotter as he watched his length disappear into the taller boy's ass. Junho rolled his head back, “Mmm so good.”
Junsu raised his hips off the bed, driving the small boy deeper as he thrust. His hands slid down Junho's back before moving down to the curve of his ass and squeezing. He felt the younger boy roll his hips, pushing his cock in slowly and fully before pulling out. Junsu gasped when slick fingers wrapped around his shaft and started to pump him. He rocked his hips into Junho, wanting more friction in both ends and the small boy complied, pounded him into the bed while pulling on his cock roughly. He felt the heat pooling in his abdomen, “Junho, I'm going to cum...”
The small boy grunted, feeling Junsu's muscles tighten. He closed his eyes as the older boy moaned because Junsu's pleasure filled face was throwing him off. He wasn't ready to cum yet and he wanted to just at the right moment. Thin fingers wrapped around his wrist as he continued to stroke Junsu's cock and the older boy panted and moaned.
“Ah Junho!” he cried out, lifting his hips off the bed before cum erupted from his cock.
Junho bit back a moan as he felt the length in his hand twitch and warm, sticky liquid coated his hand. He jerked his hand, feeling his own orgasm coming before thrusting once more. “Ah!” Junho pushed himself deep into the older boy as his seed spilled from his cock. He slowly rode out his orgasm, before pulling out and landing next to Junsu on the bed.
“I think...” Junho panted, “That was the first time I ever enjoyed being on top.”
The older boy smiled, “There's always a first for everything.” He rolled onto his side before kissing Junho.
“Mm, but if you don't mind, I'd rather have your thick, long cock inside me.”
“That can be done,” Junsu rolled on top of the small boy, kissing him hungrily, “All you have to do is ask.”
“Yah Junsu.”
“Mm?” the older boy nipped at Junho's lips.
“Say it... Tell me those words again.”
Junsu hesitated for a moment before looking at the small boy and smiling, “Hi my name is Junsu.”
Junho gasped, “No! Not that! The other words!”
“I love how you suck cock?”
“No!” the small boy narrowed his eyes before rolling onto his stomach and turning his head away.
Junsu smirked, pushing his leg between the younger boy's and nudging him. He rubbed his crotch against Junho's naked behind, coming close to his ear, “I love you Lee Junho,” he whispered. He grinned at the small boy's ear turned red.
“I love you too... But Junsu, your cock is pressing against my butt.”
Genre: Angst
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.
Author's Notes: Last chapter!
Disclaimer: I do now own 2PM
To everyone's surprise, Junho was back to work in less than two days although he was silent. He went to work and returned home just to hide in his room, coming out only to grab food and use the bathroom. Jinwoon worried, even though the smaller boy was eating, he knew that Junho was missing out on other things, “I don't know what to do Chansung-ah, he won't talk to me. I'm afraid I might say the wrong thing. That bastard broke them up and now he's-”
“Stop,” Chansung shook his head, “You know that Junsu did him a favour. It wasn't healthy for him to be obsessing over Taecyeon.”
“And this is?!” Jinwoon bit his lip as the older boy hushed him, “This isn't healthy either. He hasn't come at all to see how Junho is doing. What an asshole.”
The tall boy sighed, knowing the other side of this. It almost made him laugh as he thought about it; Junsu was acting the same way. The older boy would silently do his job, talking whenever necessary before his lips became sealed again, as if he had to be granted permission to speak. Chansung would watch from afar as the small boy would sigh constantly as he paced around the office. Surprisingly enough, Junsu was never distracted and he was always on key when it came to work. 'I think I should visit him...'
“I'm off for work Chansung-ah, I'm going to miss you,” Jinwoon whispered against his lips as he leaned in. The quick kiss was too passionate for Chansung as the younger boy poured his lust into it. The older boy tried to think sensibly, telling himself that Jinwoon was just preparing himself for his clients but it made him twinge with jealously.
He pulled away from the smaller boy, “Be safe,” he said, rubbing Jinwoon's cheek.
“I will.”
Jinwoon gave him another short kiss before disappearing into the dark street. Chansung checked his watch, “Not too late...”
“Chansung,” Junsu said with surprise as he opened the door, “I didn't expect you to-” the small boy paused, “I guess. Come in. I'm surprised you didn't come sooner to be honest.”
When Junsu turned to face him, Chansung noticed the bruises and cuts on his face more clearly. Seeing them from a distance in the office didn't allow him a good look but now that he saw them close up, he became silent.
“Yah,” Junsu said softly, “It's not as bad as it looks.”
“That's a lie and we both know it...” Chansung stepped closer to the small boy, looking down at his injured face, “He really did a number on you. Is this why you won't see Junho? Taecyeon isn't around anymore.”
“I'm not afraid of running into Taecyeon. I don't think Junho is ready to see me again...”
“Hyung... Junho hasn't talked to anyone since that day... He's-”
“Suffering I know! Trust me, I'm so torn up about this that I don't know what to do! I want to see him but this face...” Junsu circled his face with his finger, “It feels like it's just a reminder... I know... I know that I have to wait. I don't know what's going on in Junho's head.”
“He's back at work,” Chansung bit his lip, seeing the smaller boy look at him, “It was only a couple days after it happened... He hides in his room afterwords.”
“Does he eat?”
“Mm, he does everything but socialize. It's not healthy... You two seem to be stuck in the same rut... I know you said that you're going to wait but that also means making Junho wait too. I can't tell how he feels by looking on the outside. He could be crying all night silently...”
Junsu rubbed his temple, feeling even more frustrated, “Is that what you came to tell me? Junho is suffering and needs my help?”
“No,” the tall boy sat down on the couch next to Junsu, “I came to see how you were. The interaction at work wasn't really enough for me to read your face...”
“What is my face saying now?”
Chansung sighed, “That you need a friend who would provide any sort of support.” He could see it in Junsu's eyes, the tears begging to come out but his manhood would never allow them to be seen.
So, in keeping up the older boy's pride, Chansung pulled Junsu into his arms and held him tight, “Go ahead, no ones looking,” he whispered.
Chansung squeezed the smaller boy as he felt him shift and sniffle against his chest. Junsu gripped his shirt, tugging on it as he still fought his tears but the closer Chansung brought him, the harder it was. “I love you,” the tall boy whispered, making his tears overflow. Junsu began to sob, burying his face and wetting Chansung’s shirt. He was pathetic for crying, for letting himself being beat up, for showing Junho how weak he was. Chansung had come to his rescue again and he mentally beat himself up for being such a burden to the tall boy. It was his job, as a hyung, to take care of the younger boy.
His breath hitched when Chansung stroked his back, his hand then moving up to squeeze his shoulder. Junsu’s cries settled down after a few minutes as he laid against the tall boy’s chest. He inhaled deeply, feeling his dry tears against his cheeks, “I’m sorry,” he mumbled.
“Don’t be. I know you needed this. You’re not very emotional hyung and it worries me. I mean, crying all the time isn’t healthy but… Once and a while is okay.”
“I’ve never seen you cry.”
Chansung bit his lip, “I do…. Jinwoon frustrates me so much sometimes.”
Junsu sat up, wiping his tears on his sleeve. The younger boy noted the moment, seeing Junsu in a vulnerable state was also cute. He’d have to remember to keep a mental photo, “It’s been so long since I’ve been in a relationship.”
The tall boy smiled, “I’m glad to see you have hopes for you and Junho.”
“I don’t want things to end with us on a sour note… I don’t want things to end at all. I… You know how I feel about Junho.”
“Can’t you say it?” looked at the younger boy, making him sigh, “Hyung you have to say it... If you want to completely fix this, you can't just tell Junho that you have feelings for him.”
“I know.”
Junsu felt a little better after the younger boy's visit. He felt a little bit of pressure lifted off his shoulders but more questions and ideas filled his head. He was feeling a bit rushed with his plans of trying to talk to Junho from his previous visit. Hearing about how the small boy was at home worried Junsu but he soon came to realize that he was in the same state but he knew they weren't thinking alike. He knew Junho would never approach him and it was all up to Junsu to push to the next step but he wasn't ready. He paused at the door, trying to shake off the looks he had gotten when he was walking down the street. He had to admit that he looked a bit sketchy in his incognito outfit but he found it to be his cloak of invisibility. He knocked on the door in front of him.
“Hel-”
He cut Wooyoung off as he stepped into the apartment, his hand over the smaller boy's mouth as he shoved him against the wall.
“Oh my,” said a male sitting on the couch in the living room.
Junsu turned his attention to the other boy, recognizing him from the time he had seen Wooyoung come out of the club.
“Are we being mugged?” he asked.
He slowly let his hand fall away from Wooyoung's mouth as the younger boy didn't look to be disturbed at all, “Junsu-sshi?” Wooyoung paused, “Why are you dressed like that? Did you come for a little one-on-one session... With some kink?”
Junsu quickly pulled off his hat, scarf and oversized hoodie, “Sorry... I was trying to come discreetly. I need to talk with you... About Junho.”
“Ah! I knew there was something going on,” Wooyoung said, tapping his chin, “Yah Kwon-ah, you'll have to wait a bit.”
The boy on the couch sighed, “Fine, I'll be in my room.”
Junsu didn't notice the second room the first time he had been in the apartment. The boy, known as Jo Kwon, gathered a few things before going to his room. “So... You've noticed that Junho has been acting... Different?”
“Yes,” Wooyoung sat down, motioning for the older boy to do the same, “He comes into work but he has this dark cloud hanging over him. The first couple days, he had rings around his eyes but they cleared up. He doesn't talk to anyone either. He just does his work... Junsu-sshi, you two are more serious than just a couple of visits a week, aren't you?”
The older boy nodded slightly, “Has there been any problems?”
“Mm, the first night... Junho fought with a customer... A regular, but he calmed down.”
“A regular?”
“Well was. He used to see Junho all the time but he stopped coming for a while now. Anyways, that was the only time, Junho has been pretty calm since then.”
Junsu had an idea of who the customer was but he wasn't going to pry. He was tired of that other boy who had fucked up Junho's life. That guy who had turned Junho's life into a game of cat and mouse with one-sided emotions. It made Junsu angry just thinking about how Taecyeon played with Junho's heart.
“Junsu-sshi...” Wooyoung interrupted his thoughts as a vein throbbed in his forehead, “Is there any way to fix this?”
The older boy looked at Wooyoung, “I hope so. I still need more time...”
“Your face...”
Junsu leaned back as the younger boy reached out to touch his lip, “It'll heal.”
“Is it because of Junho?”
He bit his lip and nodded, “I had to make my point. Violence was the only way to get through to that fucking idiot.”
“Junsu-sshi, may I voice an idea?”
“An idea? I guess.”
Junsu finished programming Wooyoung's number into his phone. He contemplated on just leaving the name blank because he knew later that Wooyoung's number would be a fight waiting to happen, “After...” he said, “After this is over.” He clicked off his phone and headed towards home.
“Hey handsome.”
He turned around, glancing at the female behind him before continuing to walk.
“Well that's just rude, a lady is talking to you.”
“I don't see a lady. I just see a tramp in a piece of material.”
“Hmph, well you'll be seeing more of me Kim Junsu so you better change that attitude of yours.”
“What's that supposed to mean Minja?” Junsu turned around. His eyes narrowed as the girl smirked at him.
“I mean exactly what I said. I know you're not stupid, you'll figure it out. You're a smart boy,” she said, running her finger along his jaw. Her heels tapped the pavement as she walked away, swaying her hips too much and completely distracting him.
Junsu cursed at himself for being wooed by her even now. He had Junho to think about, not these mind games with a slut. He walked into the living room, rubbing a towel against his wet hair before opening the can of beer in his hand. He sighed as he looked down at the drink, “Never used to like this...” Junsu took a swallow of it before dragging his feet to the couch. He didn't let the thoughts or words of Minja distract him as he wondered what Junho was doing at that very moment. He stared at his phone on the table, wanting to text the younger boy but he knew that simple text would just be stupid. Hell, his words just might end up lost in space and he would be left unanswered. Either way, Junsu didn't pick up the phone. He finished off his drink before sliding under the covers. Even the bed felt uncomfortable to him but there was nothing he could do. The plushy object would have been pulling his thoughts from his head and replaced it with sleep or dreams but tonight it closed like a barrier, like it had absorbed too much of Junsu's mind. He lay awake, staring up at the ceiling, the surface flat and a dull white, the same as it had been since he had moved there, “I should paint it...” he mumbled, thinking about a new colour scheme. Flashes of colours filled his head until an image of Junho suddenly brought everything to a stop. He envisioned the smaller boy over him, smiling until his eyes disappeared into tiny slits. When he blinked, everything changed and now Junho was naked, his eyes closed as he moved over his hips before throwing his head back to moan. Junsu gasped, closing his eyes tight and shaking his head, “No!”
His heart drummed against his ribs before he slowly opened his eyes again, that dull ceiling staring back at him, “Maybe I'll just keep it white...” He kept his eyes wide, too afraid to close them now because he didn't want to be stuck in another dream. Junsu loved Junho for everything, not just his body. He loved Junho, period.
“Junsu, I'd like to introduce you to someone,” his boss said, stepping into his office.
Junsu got up from his seat, straightening his clothes before walking around the desk. His boss ushered someone in and Junsu's eyes widened.
“Hello Junsu,” she smiled.
“Minja... But how.. Why?”
The boss cleared his throat in a bit of anger, “She's your new secretary.”
“Secretary? But I don't need one.”
“I think you do, this is my decision. Please take care of her,” the older male said before leaving the room.
“So how many times did it take for you to sleep with him to get this job?” Junsu hissed.
“How rude. It's not professional to talk about your personal life.”
“Professional my ass,” Junsu muttered, “He'd never sleep with you anyways, it would be such a downgrade.”
Minja gasped, about to stop towards him when he handed her files, making her stop dead in her tracks.
“Give these to Chansung slave, I'm sure you remember who he is.”
Junsu smirked as she walked away. Sending her to Chansung wasn't a problem at all. Minja hadn't even glanced at the tall boy and she showed no interest in him like he was disgusting to her and maybe he was; Junsu didn't really care. Either way, Minja was no threat. He sat down at his desk, going back to typing and organizing.
“Coffee sir?” Minja asked, walking into the room and carrying a cup while swaying her hips. She set the mug down on the desk before leaning over it on her hands. She looked down at him, her top two undone buttons exposing her cleavage.
“This isn't an office porno Minja, I'm not interested in your breast. You'll have to do more than get me coffee to get into my pants.”
“If I wanted in your pants Junsu, all I'd have to do was walk behind the desk, get on my knees, pull your zipper with my teeth...”
Junsu blinked, slightly distracted by her voice. He swallowed, tapping the keys softly as her voice continued.
“... I'd run my fingers up your thighs before sliding them over your briefs,” Minja smirked when she saw him swallow again. She got down on her elbows, catching his attention as he looked at her and she licked her lips, “I'd tease your trapped cock,” she whispered, “Squeezing and massaging it before finally freeing it. Then I'd...” Minja leaned close, her lips just inches away from the tall boy's, “Slip your cock into my mouth and play with the tip with my tongue.” She could feel Junsu's quickening breath against her lips, “Would you like that Junsu?”
“I-I...” the images flashes into Junsu's mind, making his whole body shudder. He looked into her eyes before down to her lips, wanting to devour them, to crush them against his own. His length started to throb as he thought about the wondrous things Minja's mouth would do to his dick.
“Hope I'm not interrupting,” Chansung's voice entered the small office.
Minja stood up, looking back and narrowing her eyes at the tall boy, “You were.”
“Tch, that's too bad,” he said as he walked in before waving papers in front of Junsu's face, trying to break the boy out of his stupor.
The older boy jumped and blinked, “What is it?”
“The files you were looking for,” Chansung tapped the smaller boy on the head, “Get your mind out of the gutter.”
“Leave Minja, you're not needed,” Junsu growled, shifting in the chair and looking over the files on his desk.
The tall boy waited for Minja to leave, “Are you out of your fucking mind?” he hissed, “She walks back into your vision for two seconds and you already have a hard-on for her! You aren't ready to see Junho. I think you should stay away from him.”
“What?!” Junsu slammed his hands against his desk, “She's a woman Chansung! A woman I loved! Just because I love Junho doesn't mean that I'm completely turned off by women! I loved her a lot if you didn't notice.”
“Exactly! You can't even get your priorities straight! A pair of tits walk in and bam, Junho is out of your mind!”
Junsu felt the guilt instantly as he knew Chansung was right. Thoughts of Junho hadn't even entered his brain as Minja talked dirty to him. He fell back in his chair, feeling lost and confused. He rested his head in his hand.
Chansung sighed, “Listen, I know you want Junho in your life... I know that he means a lot to you. Hell, I'm sure the only reason Minja is back in your life is because she knows that you're interested in someone so she wants to mess that up. She probably likes seeing others in pain and she knew the effect she had on you. She's probably jealous and doesn't want you with anyone.... You've been giving her that satisfaction for years.”
“I don't know what to do.”
“Junho will survive another few weeks... Settle this shit with Minja, just don't kill her. If you can't decide... I don't know...”
“Hey, we got interrupted back there.”
Junsu scowled as he walked passed the entrance, leaving Minja behind. She quickly followed after him, her heels clicking on the sidewalk.
“I know you want to continue.”
“Stupid bitch... You don't know what I want! That's obvious because if you did, you'd know that I want you to leave me the fuck alone! I want you out of my life! I don't want to ever see your face! Ever!” Junsu anger increased when the girl wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer.
“You can't deny a great fuck Kim Junsu. I had you hard just from my voice. I bet you were imagining me down on my knees sucking your cock with my hot mouth. I know how much you like that head of yours to be nibbled on.”
“Go fuck yourself whore,” Junsu looked up and something caught his eye. A small figure handed something to a taller figure. The tall male hugged the other before the small boy pushed away. He walked away, leaving the tall boy standing alone. Something didn't feel right in Junsu's head and he slowly started to make his way over.
“Yah Junsu, take me to your place...” Minja giggled, grabbing onto his shirt.
He pulled her along, ignoring her presence as he approached the tall male. His eyes widened, “Taecyeon...”
“I thought I told you that if I ever saw your face again, I'd beat the shit out of you.”
“That was Junho, wasn't it?”
“It's none of your business.”
“Is was, wasn't it?!”
Taecyeon's eye twitched as he stepped towards the small boy before grabbing his collar, “I said, it's none of your fucking business.”
“What was he doing here? He's done with you.”
“He was returning something of mine. It was obviously an excuse to see me again. He misses me.”
“That's bullshit.”
Taecyeon laughed, “It's true. Why else would he give me something? If he was really done with me, he wouldn't have returned it.”
“Maybe he didn't want a horrible reminder.”
“He could've thrown it out in the trash.”
“Yah Junsu, let's go already,” Minja whined, linking her arm with the small boy's.
Taecyeon smirked, “Hey I'm Taecyeon, what's your name?” He narrowed his eyes when Junsu pulled her back and hid her.
“Don't even try it... As much as I know you'd be perfect together, you're worse than a piece of trash.”
“Junsu, I didn't know you cared that much,” Minja smiled, wrapping her arms around Junsu's neck from behind.
“She your girl?'
“No.”
“Cheating on Junho already?”
“No. She's nothing.”
“Don't be like that Su-yah, I know how much I mean to you,” Minja smirked, ghosting her lips over the small boy's. “So Taecyeon-ah, who is this Junho? Should I feel threatened?”
“I think you should dump this guy's sorry ass and date me beautiful, he's already cheated on you. He slept with Junho a few times and even paid for it.”
Minja gasped, looking at Junsu, “What?”
“Yeah, he just can't leave the guy alone. He even stalked Junho until he took him home.”
“Shut up,” Junsu hissed.
“What?... Did you say guy?”
Taecyeon laughed, “He didn't tell you? Junho is a guy.”
Minja stepped away from the small boy, “You fucked around with a guy? You took in the ass?”
“No, well yes... No!” Junsu yelled, “I didn't!”
“So you stuck your dick in some guy's ass then?”
“Of course he did honey,” Taecyeon looped his arm around Minja's shoulder, “How else do you think they do it?”
“So you're a queer then? That doesn't make sense, you got it up in the office.”
“I'm not gay!” Junsu stepped towards the two.
“Then prove it,” Minja crossed her arms.
“I don't have to prove anything to you.”
“You know,” she smiled, looking up at Taecyeon, “It would be so easy to start rumours at the office. Does the boss know about your sex-capades? I'm sure it would be interesting.”
“That's personal... That has nothing to do with work.”
“Oh, but it might. Junho might visit you at work... He locks the door and gets in front of you, on his hands and knees,” Minja started to walk around Junsu, “First he sucks your cock to get you hard... Then he gets on your lap so that you can fuck him hard. Or do you bend him over the desk?” she grabbed his chin, “Which is it?”
“Personally, I think both are just as scandalous,” Taecyeon smirked.
“So Junsu, are you going to prove yourself or not?”
“Fine,” he said, “Let's do it.”
“Oh so willing,” Minja smiled, grabbing his wrist, “Let's go then.”
“No, we're doing it right here.”
“What?”
“You want me to prove it? Let's fuck right here.” When she looked dumb-founded at him, Junsu pulled her into his arms so that he could whisper against her lips, “You're a whore, you should be used to the public.” He pushed her onto her knees, earning a yelp as she scraped her skin against the pavement, “Suck me first.”
Minja grabbed him roughly out of anger before pulling the belt out of the loops and unzipping his pants. She dipped her fingers into the waistband of his briefs, tugging it down to expose Junsu's limp cock. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking it slowly before letting her tongue slide out to lick it. Minja heard the small boy's breath hitch as she encased her mouth around him. She twisted her hand around the base of his cock as her lips moved up and down the shaft.
Junsu gritted his teeth, not willing himself to feel pleasure as she sucked him. He wouldn't give in as he tightened his crossed arms over his chest. He glanced at Taecyeon, seeing the taller boy watching him with a smirk on his face. His body betrayed his mind as his cock started to harden under her ministrations. His hips twitched, giving her a signal as she moved faster over his length, her tongue tickling the slit. Junsu breathed through his nose, his chest rising and falling with his short breaths.
“Are you ready yet?”
“Suck me until I cum.”
“What good is that? I want to fuck.”
Junsu grabbed her head, pulling on her hair, “You want to fuck then do as I say, suck me off until I cum.”
Minja groaned over his cock as she was forced to swallow him whole. Junsu closed his eyes, moaning softly as he felt the vibrations against his tight skin. He gripped her hair as he started to thrust into her mouth.
“Faster,” he panted.
“This is taking too long,” Taecyeon grumbled.
“Then fuck her first. You look frustrated,” Junsu smirked.
Taecyeon looked down at the girl before she lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties, showing off her desperation as it glistened for the tall boy.
“Don't mind if I do then,” he grinned, getting on his knees. He freed his hard length before spitting into his hand to lubricate himself. He rubbed the tip between the folds of her womanhood, making her moan against Junsu's cock. He played with her slit before thrusting inside of her.
Junsu could feel his end nearing as she pressed her tongue against the underside of his length. His body started to tremble and Minja could feel it. She grazed the head of his cock with her teeth, making his hips buck into her mouth. Junsu let out a low moan as he filled her mouth with his thick cum. He pulled out, spraying his seed onto her face before falling back against one of the pillars. He tucked his softening length back into his pants as he watched the two before him. Taecyeon pounded into her mercilessly and Junsu could only smirk. He jumped when a voice called out behind him.
“Minja! What are you doing?!” Nichkhun appeared out of the shadows, startling the two.
Junsu quickly slipped away, knowing that he wouldn't have to deal with Taecyeon or Minja anymore. He text Wooyoung as he walked back home.
Tomorrow night. Initiate the plan.
Junho sighed, styling his hair before looking at himself in the mirror. He wondered why he even bothered anymore. People came to him to fuck, they didn't care if his hair was styled or if he smelled good. He came out of the bathroom, not glancing up to see Chansung or Jinwoon looking at him. He put on his shoes, “Bye,” he said before walking out the door.
Flattening out his jacket, Junho walked into the club but was stopped by Wooyoung, “Junho! I have good news!”
The small boy looked at Wooyoung with surprise, “What's good news?”
“You have the day off.”
“That's good news? I need the money Wooyoung.”
“Don't worry about it, it's been handled. You've got plans today Junho so you can't work.”
“I don't have plans... Wooyoung, if I'm not working, why didn't you just call me and let me know?”
“You look your best Junho-yah, you have a date to attend,” Wooyoung handed the younger boy an envelope, “Here, now go.” He sent the younger boy off before closing the door.
Junho opened the envelope and read the first sentence, “Go to the restaurant on...” he raised a brow before heading towards the location. He stopped, reading the sign over the fancy looking restaurant. He walked in and was greeted by a hostess, “Name.”
“Uh,” Junho felt nervous, “L-Lee Junho.”
The hostess scanned the list in front of her before looking up and smiling, “Please follow me.”
Junho followed the girl before she sat him down at a table. He noted the candles and already set table. He was placed in a booth in the corner, away from all the loud customers. He stared at the wine glass in front of him as minutes passed, “Why am I here?” He sighed, deciding to wait a few more minutes before a voice interrupted his concentration on the glass.
“Excuse me. May I join you?”
He blinked before standing up, “Junsu!”
“I-I'd like to start over with you Junho. How we met... How we led up to this... I'd like to do it all over again only with less complications.” Junsu had a second to notice the tears in the smaller boy's eyes before Junho jumped at him and his lips were crushed.
“Junsu,” Junho said softly, “You don't know how much I've been thinking about you. You don't know how much I've missed you.”
“I'm sorry... I left you at a bad time I know... I left you with no one, I'm sorry.”
“Don't ever leave me again,” the younger boy wrapped his arms around Junsu's neck.
“I won't... Because... Because I love you.”
Junho's eyes widened, “You love me?”
“I-I do.”
The small boy bit his lip before hugging Junsu tightly. He felt the older boy hug him back and he slowly pulled away, looking into his eyes. Junho bit his lip before pressing them against the tall boy's. He didn't realize how much he missed Junsu's lips as they caressed his own in a needy kiss. Junho pulled away panting as he looked at the older boy.
“Shall we eat?” Junsu asked.
“No.”
The tall boy raised a brow.
“Let's go back to your place.”
Junsu didn't know why but it suddenly felt awkward as they walked into his apartment. He smiled to himself as he watched Junho look around the place, “Uh, do you want a drink?” He choked as Junho pulled him close and smiled against his lips.
“No, I don't want anything else but you.”
The tall boy grinned, “I don't want this to be a cliche love story with the stereotypical lovemaking.”
“Then let's be different then...”
“How?”
“I'll top.”
Junsu blinked, his eyes growing wide.
“Unless you don't want me to.”
“No... It's okay,” he smiled, pulling Junho into the bedroom. The younger boy kissed him before they fell back onto the bed. Junsu wasn't used to being dominated and the feeling made him a bit uncomfortable but the thought was pulled away along with his clothes that were tossed to the floor. He smiled at Junho again at the small boy connected their lips. He felt the younger boy shift between his legs, rubbing against his crotch by accident. Junsu moaned against the other boy's mouth, making Junho smirk.
He wanted to skip the things that built up to sex because as much as he wanted Junho to show him how much he loved him, the tension was killing him.
“Junho, please just do this... Please just... Fuck me.”
Junho's eyes widened as the tall boy's begging, “Junsu... This is... Different.”
“I was so frustrated without you,” Junsu groaned, raising his hips to meet with the younger boy's, “The sex was... Indescribable and no one but you could ever satisfy me Junho.”
The small boy blushed, “S-stop, I get it already. Do you have any lube? Whether you like it or not, I have to prepare you.”
Junsu wiggled up the bed, reaching into his nightstand and grabbing a bottle. He handed it to Junho and the small boy flipped open the cap before pouring the liquid onto his hand. He coated his fingers before spreading Junsu's legs apart. Junho looked up at the tall boy, seeing him blush, “W-what?”
“Nothing,” the younger boy bit his lip, trying not to smile. He circled Junsu's entrance before pressing two fingers inside. The tall boy hissed through his teeth, raising his hips as they tried to get used to the invasion.
Junho was jealous. He was angry when he had found out that Junsu had bottomed for Wooyoung. Even though he wasn't used to being a top nor was he a fan of it, it still bothered him. It crushed him even more when he learned that Wooyoung had taken his virginity. Junho didn't notice his rush of adrenaline until the older boy grabbed his wrist, “S-slow down.” He looked down, seeing Junsu's hips twitch, his muscles trying to suck his fingers deeper and his cock leaking and dripping onto his stomach.
“Are you ready?”
“If you don't put it in now, I might just cum from your fingers.”
Junho bit his lip, “Okay.” He took the bottle again, squeezing more of the lube into his hand before covering his cock with it. He moaned at the feeling of his own hand as he pumped his length. Once satisfied, he nudged the older boy's entrance with the tip of his cock.
Junsu gripped the sheets, his hips accidentally bucking as the smaller boy teased him. He groaned as Junho thrust inside him, filling him and pushing in deep. The younger boy felt every ring of muscle clench down around his cock.
“Guh, so tight Junsu...” Junho felt a little bit of pride at the tightness, knowing that the time with Wooyoung had been his first and last. Junsu had not made a habit of visiting for this kind of pleasure. His hips bucked when Junsu sucked him in, making the small boy moan. He leaned over, seizing the older boy's lips before starting to move his hips slowly. Junho felt the taller boy breathe faster through his nose as he tongue travelled between his lips.
Junsu suddenly groaned, squeezing the smaller boy's waist with his thighs. He felt Junho nudge that spot again, making his back arch off the bed. He shouldn't have been surprised, what with the younger boy's experience but every time Junho hit it, Junsu felt the rush of fire through his body. He threw his head back as the small boy thrust in harder, making his own hips start to move, “Mmm Junho.”
The younger boy panted, watching Junsu's face twist in pleasure and it sent electricity through his veins. The tall boy's moans made his hips twitch and move on their own as he thrust into Junsu's tight entrance. Junho felt the sweat gathering on his brow as he pinned the older boy against the bed, pounding his hips into the soft mattress. He felt Junsu's thighs squeeze him as he moved faster, loving the way his muscles clamped down around his cock. He looked down between them, feeling even hotter as he watched his length disappear into the taller boy's ass. Junho rolled his head back, “Mmm so good.”
Junsu raised his hips off the bed, driving the small boy deeper as he thrust. His hands slid down Junho's back before moving down to the curve of his ass and squeezing. He felt the younger boy roll his hips, pushing his cock in slowly and fully before pulling out. Junsu gasped when slick fingers wrapped around his shaft and started to pump him. He rocked his hips into Junho, wanting more friction in both ends and the small boy complied, pounded him into the bed while pulling on his cock roughly. He felt the heat pooling in his abdomen, “Junho, I'm going to cum...”
The small boy grunted, feeling Junsu's muscles tighten. He closed his eyes as the older boy moaned because Junsu's pleasure filled face was throwing him off. He wasn't ready to cum yet and he wanted to just at the right moment. Thin fingers wrapped around his wrist as he continued to stroke Junsu's cock and the older boy panted and moaned.
“Ah Junho!” he cried out, lifting his hips off the bed before cum erupted from his cock.
Junho bit back a moan as he felt the length in his hand twitch and warm, sticky liquid coated his hand. He jerked his hand, feeling his own orgasm coming before thrusting once more. “Ah!” Junho pushed himself deep into the older boy as his seed spilled from his cock. He slowly rode out his orgasm, before pulling out and landing next to Junsu on the bed.
“I think...” Junho panted, “That was the first time I ever enjoyed being on top.”
The older boy smiled, “There's always a first for everything.” He rolled onto his side before kissing Junho.
“Mm, but if you don't mind, I'd rather have your thick, long cock inside me.”
“That can be done,” Junsu rolled on top of the small boy, kissing him hungrily, “All you have to do is ask.”
“Yah Junsu.”
“Mm?” the older boy nipped at Junho's lips.
“Say it... Tell me those words again.”
Junsu hesitated for a moment before looking at the small boy and smiling, “Hi my name is Junsu.”
Junho gasped, “No! Not that! The other words!”
“I love how you suck cock?”
“No!” the small boy narrowed his eyes before rolling onto his stomach and turning his head away.
Junsu smirked, pushing his leg between the younger boy's and nudging him. He rubbed his crotch against Junho's naked behind, coming close to his ear, “I love you Lee Junho,” he whispered. He grinned at the small boy's ear turned red.
“I love you too... But Junsu, your cock is pressing against my butt.”