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title: train
pairing: yunho/jaejoong
rating: nc-17
length: one-shot | 1,513 words
genre: smut | slight fluff
warning: really shitty smut
a/n: i've never written smut, also this isn't beta'd... for steamybuns
It was then that Jaejoong stepped into that train after a long day at work. It was then that he paused and saw that beautiful face in between the banisters that held the two seats in front of him together. Who knew that this city’s architecture would frame his face so wonderfully? What with his perfect glowing skin and his bedroom hair and deep brown eyes. And thank the heavens that the woman sitting next to this perfect man had gotten off on the next stop, because it was then that Jaejoong would make his move. He shifted through the tresses of tired straphangers to sit next to him- and now he was close.
Now, there was nothing for him to do but wait-for an ice breaker, a touch, an event completely unrelated to them so that they can interact. Oh, how Jaejoong daydreamt right then and there that he’d have the nerve turn to his right and ravage this man he barely knew on this train. A few stops had passed, and soon Jaejoong realized he was running out of time. In between stealing glances at him, and feeling his heat that radiated from his left thigh to his right, he was trying to find something-anything that would indicate what this mystery man was about. Time was ticking, and ticking too fast.
“Excuse me?” the man said. Jaejoong surely thought he was still in his daydream and pinched the inside of his crossed arms then to verify that he wasn’t. “Excuse me, sir?” he asked again.
“Uh-um… yeah?” Jaejoong shot back, trying to sound casual, but that didn’t stop the knot in his chest from tightening. “Do you know how to get to Gongju? I think I’m lost, I keep waiting for the stop and we haven’t passed it yet. ”Jaejoong was on his way to Gongju, actually and it was a couple of stops away, so he truthfully replied, “Yes, I do, I’m actually on my way there now… what’s your name? I’m Jaejoong.” The man studied Jaejoong and his wide eyes, dark hair, pale skin and answered, “I’m Yunho.”
Yunho. He repeated it over and over in his head so that he would never forget, although he’d like to repeat his name in a slightly different context-with this Yunho writhing under him or on top of him, he wasn’t picky.
After a few stops filled with silence, Jaejoong picked up the courage to ask him, “So what brings you to Gongju?” Yunho turned and pointed to himself. “Me? Oh, I like coming out there, there’s nice parks and stuff. I have a friend I like to meet up with every weekend to play soccer with.”
“But I thought you didn’t know how to get to Gongju.”
“Oh, I know, I just wanted an excuse to talk to you.”
Jaejoong bit his lip and blushed. Surprised, and not knowing what to do, he quickly turned away still smiling. Yunho noticed, then continued also grinning mischievously. “So… what about you? What are you going there for?”
He faced Yunho again. “Me? I live there, I’m coming home from work.”
“Ah.” Yunho leaned up toward Jaejoong’s ear, “Do you want company?”
“What about your friend?”
“I lied about him too.”
~
Yunho and Jaejoong got off at their destination and thankfully, Jaejoong’s apartment wasn’t too far from the train station. They entered the building and got into an elevator that was there waiting for them. Once they entered, Yunho cornered Jaejoong so that their bodies were brushing up against each other and soon they were kissing. Yunho tasted so good. His lips tasted like mint and his own natural taste, the perfect combination.
Yunho slowly nipped and teased with his teeth and tongue, not daring to enter Jaejoong’s mouth which emitted throaty moans, his hands in his dark hair caressing and lightly tugging. As the elevator slowly stopped, Yunho left a soft kiss on Jaejoong’s lower lip and then surprised him when he latched onto it and bit down hard while pulling away. After it rebounded, Jaejoong let out a sexy laugh and took Yunho by the wrist and led him to the door of his apartment.
The moment they walked in, Yunho shut the door behind them and pushed Jaejoong up against a wall, kissing him harder than he did in the elevator, his tongue entering and exploring Jaejoong’s mouth soothing and silencing any frustrations he had from sitting silently on the train. Jaejoong, now moaning into Yunho’s mouth softly, took his hands and reached for Yunho’s belt and unlatched it, Yunho laughing in between their kissing. It was addicting, the taste they created when their mouths met. Jaejoong dropped to his knees undoing the zipper of Yunho’s jeans, still in his business attire. Jaejoong stripped Yunho down to his boxers and decided that this was the right time to tease, as Yunho teased him on the train earlier, but in his own way. He licked, sucked and lightly bit through the fabric against Yunho’s hardness while looking right into Yunho’s eyes.
“Fuck,” he hissed, “just do it already, don’t tease me.”
Jaejoong followed Yunho’s order, pulled his thick cock out of the slit of his boxers and licked at the tip before sucking hard on it. “You like that don’t you?” Yunho reached down and ran his fingers through Jaejoong’s hair and pulled. Jaejoong loved having his hair pulled, it encouraged him to bravely take his entire cock in his mouth at once. He then moved at a steady pace, bobbing his head and cupping his balls in his hand. Yunho loved how Jaejoong looked in this position, with Jaejoong’s red full lips around it. They were perfect and they were his right now. Yunho surprisingly bucked into Jaejoong’s mouth and let it hit the back of his throat. "Ahh, fuck." Seeing that there was no reaction from Jaejoong, he held his mouth open, and fucked it until it was sore and he came hard. Jaejoong swallowed his load and Yunho quickly came down and kneeled with him and kissed for what seemed like hours until Yunho’s breathing steadied.
“Take me to your room.” It was Jaejoong’s turn now.
Jaejoong led him to his room while slowly removing his work clothes. His threw his jacket on his couch, his tie on a lamp, his dress shirt, on a chair, and finally, his belt, pants, socks and shoes scattered near his bed while Yunho followed him, still only in his shirt and boxers. Jaejoong pulled his heavy comforters off the bed and laid down while Yunho pulled his boxers off.
“So what are you gonna do to me?” Jaejoong teased while watching Yunho stroke himself again. Yunho climbed on the bed hungrily and started to straddle Jaejoong, grinding now on top of him while pinning his arms down above his head. He then started to kiss him again, biting and sucking on his lip.
“Anything you want.” He then worked his way down, sucking and biting on his neck, claiming him his by leaving him red and purple marks. He then ravaged his chest and finally his lower stomach and hips while Jaejoong writhed underneath him. Yunho was adoring and taking in every bit that Jaejoong had to offer.
When he reached his cock, which had already been hard, he pulled down his tented boxers and licked the underside from base to tip, and when he got to the top he laid his wet tongue flatly underneath, stopped, and propped himself up with one arm. With the other, two fingers reached up to Jaejoong’s mouth. “Suck on them,” Yunho demanded. Jaejoong started sucking on Yunho’s fingers slowly, twirling his tongue in between them and biting, lubricating them just enough. Yunho pulled his pruned fingers out of Jaejoong’s mouth, and flipped him over on top of a pillow so that his hips were slightly raised.
With his wet fingers, Yunho sank them deep into Jaejoong's exposed ass, hitting his prostate. Jaejoong moaned loudly and circled his hips in response while Yunho tried to hold him still by biting into his asscheek while thrusting in and out. Teasing him slowly, his tongue somehow found its way inside. “Mmm, fuck Yunho , I’m gonna come.” Jaejoong turned over slowly and Yunho started stroking Jaejoong’s cock and licking it until Jaejoong’s body jerked and spasmed, his back arched while Yunho encircled his lips around the tip and sucked every last bit of his release. This drove Jaejoong wild while he pleaded with Yunho’s name over and over again along with a slew of incoherent curses.
They spent the rest of the evening in bed, falling in and out of sleep, keeping each other company, like Yunho had promised. Jaejoong brought in diced fruit and they fed it to each other before Yunho left; Jaejoong felt bad for not actually making him a meal… but it was Yunho that took advantage of Jaejoong and not the other way around. Finally, Jaejoong fell asleep in Yunho’s arms but he snuck out of his grasp quietly, cleaning up their mess and folding all of Jaejoong’s clothes, placing them on a stool near the bed. Atop the pile, he left a note for Jaejoong with his number and traveled back home on the train that they met on.
part deux
pairing: yunho/jaejoong
rating: nc-17
length: one-shot | 1,513 words
genre: smut | slight fluff
warning: really shitty smut
a/n: i've never written smut, also this isn't beta'd... for steamybuns
It was then that Jaejoong stepped into that train after a long day at work. It was then that he paused and saw that beautiful face in between the banisters that held the two seats in front of him together. Who knew that this city’s architecture would frame his face so wonderfully? What with his perfect glowing skin and his bedroom hair and deep brown eyes. And thank the heavens that the woman sitting next to this perfect man had gotten off on the next stop, because it was then that Jaejoong would make his move. He shifted through the tresses of tired straphangers to sit next to him- and now he was close.
Now, there was nothing for him to do but wait-for an ice breaker, a touch, an event completely unrelated to them so that they can interact. Oh, how Jaejoong daydreamt right then and there that he’d have the nerve turn to his right and ravage this man he barely knew on this train. A few stops had passed, and soon Jaejoong realized he was running out of time. In between stealing glances at him, and feeling his heat that radiated from his left thigh to his right, he was trying to find something-anything that would indicate what this mystery man was about. Time was ticking, and ticking too fast.
“Excuse me?” the man said. Jaejoong surely thought he was still in his daydream and pinched the inside of his crossed arms then to verify that he wasn’t. “Excuse me, sir?” he asked again.
“Uh-um… yeah?” Jaejoong shot back, trying to sound casual, but that didn’t stop the knot in his chest from tightening. “Do you know how to get to Gongju? I think I’m lost, I keep waiting for the stop and we haven’t passed it yet. ”Jaejoong was on his way to Gongju, actually and it was a couple of stops away, so he truthfully replied, “Yes, I do, I’m actually on my way there now… what’s your name? I’m Jaejoong.” The man studied Jaejoong and his wide eyes, dark hair, pale skin and answered, “I’m Yunho.”
Yunho. He repeated it over and over in his head so that he would never forget, although he’d like to repeat his name in a slightly different context-with this Yunho writhing under him or on top of him, he wasn’t picky.
After a few stops filled with silence, Jaejoong picked up the courage to ask him, “So what brings you to Gongju?” Yunho turned and pointed to himself. “Me? Oh, I like coming out there, there’s nice parks and stuff. I have a friend I like to meet up with every weekend to play soccer with.”
“But I thought you didn’t know how to get to Gongju.”
“Oh, I know, I just wanted an excuse to talk to you.”
Jaejoong bit his lip and blushed. Surprised, and not knowing what to do, he quickly turned away still smiling. Yunho noticed, then continued also grinning mischievously. “So… what about you? What are you going there for?”
He faced Yunho again. “Me? I live there, I’m coming home from work.”
“Ah.” Yunho leaned up toward Jaejoong’s ear, “Do you want company?”
“What about your friend?”
“I lied about him too.”
~
Yunho and Jaejoong got off at their destination and thankfully, Jaejoong’s apartment wasn’t too far from the train station. They entered the building and got into an elevator that was there waiting for them. Once they entered, Yunho cornered Jaejoong so that their bodies were brushing up against each other and soon they were kissing. Yunho tasted so good. His lips tasted like mint and his own natural taste, the perfect combination.
Yunho slowly nipped and teased with his teeth and tongue, not daring to enter Jaejoong’s mouth which emitted throaty moans, his hands in his dark hair caressing and lightly tugging. As the elevator slowly stopped, Yunho left a soft kiss on Jaejoong’s lower lip and then surprised him when he latched onto it and bit down hard while pulling away. After it rebounded, Jaejoong let out a sexy laugh and took Yunho by the wrist and led him to the door of his apartment.
The moment they walked in, Yunho shut the door behind them and pushed Jaejoong up against a wall, kissing him harder than he did in the elevator, his tongue entering and exploring Jaejoong’s mouth soothing and silencing any frustrations he had from sitting silently on the train. Jaejoong, now moaning into Yunho’s mouth softly, took his hands and reached for Yunho’s belt and unlatched it, Yunho laughing in between their kissing. It was addicting, the taste they created when their mouths met. Jaejoong dropped to his knees undoing the zipper of Yunho’s jeans, still in his business attire. Jaejoong stripped Yunho down to his boxers and decided that this was the right time to tease, as Yunho teased him on the train earlier, but in his own way. He licked, sucked and lightly bit through the fabric against Yunho’s hardness while looking right into Yunho’s eyes.
“Fuck,” he hissed, “just do it already, don’t tease me.”
Jaejoong followed Yunho’s order, pulled his thick cock out of the slit of his boxers and licked at the tip before sucking hard on it. “You like that don’t you?” Yunho reached down and ran his fingers through Jaejoong’s hair and pulled. Jaejoong loved having his hair pulled, it encouraged him to bravely take his entire cock in his mouth at once. He then moved at a steady pace, bobbing his head and cupping his balls in his hand. Yunho loved how Jaejoong looked in this position, with Jaejoong’s red full lips around it. They were perfect and they were his right now. Yunho surprisingly bucked into Jaejoong’s mouth and let it hit the back of his throat. "Ahh, fuck." Seeing that there was no reaction from Jaejoong, he held his mouth open, and fucked it until it was sore and he came hard. Jaejoong swallowed his load and Yunho quickly came down and kneeled with him and kissed for what seemed like hours until Yunho’s breathing steadied.
“Take me to your room.” It was Jaejoong’s turn now.
Jaejoong led him to his room while slowly removing his work clothes. His threw his jacket on his couch, his tie on a lamp, his dress shirt, on a chair, and finally, his belt, pants, socks and shoes scattered near his bed while Yunho followed him, still only in his shirt and boxers. Jaejoong pulled his heavy comforters off the bed and laid down while Yunho pulled his boxers off.
“So what are you gonna do to me?” Jaejoong teased while watching Yunho stroke himself again. Yunho climbed on the bed hungrily and started to straddle Jaejoong, grinding now on top of him while pinning his arms down above his head. He then started to kiss him again, biting and sucking on his lip.
“Anything you want.” He then worked his way down, sucking and biting on his neck, claiming him his by leaving him red and purple marks. He then ravaged his chest and finally his lower stomach and hips while Jaejoong writhed underneath him. Yunho was adoring and taking in every bit that Jaejoong had to offer.
When he reached his cock, which had already been hard, he pulled down his tented boxers and licked the underside from base to tip, and when he got to the top he laid his wet tongue flatly underneath, stopped, and propped himself up with one arm. With the other, two fingers reached up to Jaejoong’s mouth. “Suck on them,” Yunho demanded. Jaejoong started sucking on Yunho’s fingers slowly, twirling his tongue in between them and biting, lubricating them just enough. Yunho pulled his pruned fingers out of Jaejoong’s mouth, and flipped him over on top of a pillow so that his hips were slightly raised.
With his wet fingers, Yunho sank them deep into Jaejoong's exposed ass, hitting his prostate. Jaejoong moaned loudly and circled his hips in response while Yunho tried to hold him still by biting into his asscheek while thrusting in and out. Teasing him slowly, his tongue somehow found its way inside. “Mmm, fuck Yunho , I’m gonna come.” Jaejoong turned over slowly and Yunho started stroking Jaejoong’s cock and licking it until Jaejoong’s body jerked and spasmed, his back arched while Yunho encircled his lips around the tip and sucked every last bit of his release. This drove Jaejoong wild while he pleaded with Yunho’s name over and over again along with a slew of incoherent curses.
They spent the rest of the evening in bed, falling in and out of sleep, keeping each other company, like Yunho had promised. Jaejoong brought in diced fruit and they fed it to each other before Yunho left; Jaejoong felt bad for not actually making him a meal… but it was Yunho that took advantage of Jaejoong and not the other way around. Finally, Jaejoong fell asleep in Yunho’s arms but he snuck out of his grasp quietly, cleaning up their mess and folding all of Jaejoong’s clothes, placing them on a stool near the bed. Atop the pile, he left a note for Jaejoong with his number and traveled back home on the train that they met on.
part deux