Project Yunho 13/?

[hydraheiress]

i. story by: hydraheiress
ii. pairing: yunjae, yoosu
iii. genre: romance, humor, drama, fluff, action/adventure, sci-fi
iv. length: chaptered|series
v. rating: nc-17
vi. summary: Jaejoong and Yoochun, best friends for life gets into a car accident and runs a guy over. What happens when the victim gains consciousness?
vii. chapters: character profiles | [01] | [02] | [03] | [04] | [05] | [06] | [07] | [08] | [09] | [10] | [11] | [12] |



chapter thirteen

Jaejoong let out a loud moan as Yunho did the most incredible things with his mouth.

Yunho mouthed Jaejoong's sac, sucking and tenderly licking them, warming them up, saliva dripping onto the two globes while his hands moved in the same rhythm on Jaejoong’s length. After what seemed like a lifetime of delicious torture, he withdrew his mouth from Jaejoong’s balls and licked his cock with the tip of his tongue, teasing him like a damn pro.

Starting from the base, Yunho licked his way up the sensitive underside of his length, just right under the head as if he was tasting a yummy candy bar. He licked him for more endless seconds, slow tentative licks up and down Jaejoong’s shaft until the other man let out a low growl as if ordering Yunho to move around more.

Sensing Jaejoong’s impatience, Yunho finally wrapped his lips around the head. He lowered his mouth over his entire length, drawing him deep, sucking, delighting in the way Jaejoong couldn't help but gasp at being completely engulfed.

Yunho slowly bobbed his head up and down Jaejoong’s cock.

"Y-Yunho ah." Jaejoong whimpered, his breathing getting heavy with each bobbing movement that Yunho did; his hot mouth sliding along his sensitized penis. Jaejoong's legs spread wider apart, giving Yunho better access to his aching erection.

The sound that Jaejoong emitted further fueled Yunho’s desire. Slowly, he withdrew his mouth a few inches higher until he reached the tip. Yunho laid his tongue on Jaejoong’s slit, prodding the small opening with insistent nudges, swirling his tongue in deliberate slow circles until the other man was left cursing above him with pleasure.

"Oh god, Yunho ah, suck me ah, baby please." Jaejoong pleaded in a moan. He was sweating, the damp skin of his thighs brushing Yunho's cheeks as he continued torture his slit. Finally, giving Jaejoong what he wanted, Yunho closed his lips around his cock again and took him deep into his mouth until the head reached the back of his throat.

Jaejoong cried out, head thrown back. Yunho began to suck him in a steady pace. Jaejoong’s hand threaded onto Yunho’s silky locks, taking them hostage in between his fingers, tugging at his hair as he fucked Yunho in the mouth.

Yunho hummed, and the vibrations sent a wave of electric like current coursing from Jaejoong's length to the rest of his body. Yunho's hand rested at his base, teasing his balls all the while that his mouth moved up and down his length.

"Oh yes! Fuck, Yunho ah." Jaejoong moaned, licking sensually at his lips, eyes drifting shut. "Aughh, baby, more, ahhh!"

Yunho upped the pace of his sucking as he began to bob his head up and down in earnest, resulting in groans and moans of pleasure falling from Jaejoong's lips at the heavy and delicious friction as Yunho bobbed in rapid succession.

Yunho was sucking Jaejoong's cock like a slut in heat.

Jaejoong's hips began to buck up and down.

"Mhm, mhm." Yunho made sexual sounds to excite Jaejoong; watching porn had taught him that men loved hearing erotic moans from their partners as it stimulated them further, bringing them closer to the edge.

Jaejoong above him let out louder moans.

Yunho's pace and intensity grew with each trip up and down Jaejoong's organ as he made loud slurping and sucking sounds with his mouth. Yunho's cock was rock hard and throbbing, just like Jaejoong's and he knew he too was close.

"Mmhpmm." Yunho faltered in his sucking for a second, screwing his eyes shut as if in pain. Hearing Jaejoong's loud groans and desperate breathing were beginning to drive him mad with lust. The familiar pained sensation on his groin that he had been doing a fairly good job of ignoring for the past few minutes were now beginning to cloud his mind.

Yunho opened his eyes as he firmly grabbed Jaejoong's dick, aiding his pumps with strong suction from his mouth while he fondled his heavy balls. Jaejoong's sacs began to draw closer to his thighs, a sign that his orgasm was imminent.

Amidst the haze, Yunho realized the absence of the heavy hand gripping him by the hair. Yunho looked up and the imagery of the other tore a gasp out of him, threatening to drive him over the edge. And to think he wasn't even touching himself.

Jaejoong was looking down at him under hooded, glazed eyes, his cheeks were flushed pink as he bit at his bruised lips that he had been biting so much. Jaejoong's arms were by his sides, hands grabbing the bedsheets firmly as he continued to buck his hips into the hybrid human's mouth, rasping out "Yunho, Yunho, Yunho" over and over again as if in a daze.

The sounds Jaejoong made and the feel of his length deep into his throat made his ears and heart pound.

It took all of Yunho's self control to not come right then and there. Because he couldn't let that happen, not just yet. There was something he badly wanted for Jaejoong to do to him first. And so Yunho tried his best to keep his raging dripping cock from bursting as he continued to pleasure the man he wanted to be owned by.

"Y-Yunho ah..." Jaejoong whimpered, all dark eyes and sexy bedroom voice. "I'm gonna come. I can't - hold it in much - "

In a moment, Yunho ceased all activities as he released Jaejoong with a soft pop and withdrew his fist from pumping his cock. Instantaneously, the back of Jaejoong's head connected with the wall behind him as he let out a frustrated growl.

Yunho better have a good explanation for leaving him hanging. He was so close. So goddamn close.

"Why did you stop?" Jaejoong asked, his voice caught in between a whimper and a sob. "I was so..." Jaejoong trailed off, his eyes widening and mouth going dry, whine dissolving into another moan when he realized what Yunho was doing to himself.

After lathering a fair amount of his pre-cum, Yunho did a good 90 degree turn of his body as he crawled on all fours towards the foot of the bed. He lifted his ass up in the air, providing Jaejoong a great view to feast his eyes on.

Next, his hand reached towards his bottom, one digit disappearing at the cleft of his ass and inserting the finger in, followed instantly by a second digit as he began to fuck himself with his own fingers, rasping sounds of desire leaving his lips.

"Jaejoongie." Yunho moaned helplessly as he looked back at Jaejoong's figure at the head of the bed. "Please, mmff, ahhh!"

He drove his fingers deeper into his heat, eliciting squelching sounds with every push and pull motion, stretching himself open, making certain that Jaejoong would fit him nicely once he buried his cock inside him. He wanted this. More than anything. He wanted Jaejoong to own him in a way that no one has ever owned him before. "Jaejoongie... I need you."

Jaejoong swallowed thickly. Shit! Was Yunho asking what Jaejoong thought he was asking?

Crawling towards the other man's writhing frame, Jaejoong placed his hands on Yunho's hip and gripped him tightly, mesmerized at how Yunho kept fucking himself, feeling himself violently harden more than what was possible.

He had thought of being taken by Yunho, to feel him inside him, and now that he was sure of his feelings, he had wanted Yunho to fuck him senseless up to the point he could still feel him even if he wasn't there pounding into him anymore.

But it looked like he wouldn't be able to push through with his plans. Everything suddenly made a sharp turn.

Yunho was offering himself freely to him, giving him all his trust, control over his body and his heart.

Jaejoong's head swam, the thought of slamming himself into Yunho's tight furnace and feel him clench around his cock gave him a delicious thrill, filling his heart with a tidal wave of emotions, the rush exhilarating and Jaejoong wantonly moaned at the orgasmic image.

However, still Jaejoong asked. Because, he knew he just had to make sure. "Yunho ah, are you sure about this?"

"I'm sure." Yunho answered breathlessly as he withdrew his fingers and whimpered at the loss of contact. But knew that he had to when his arms began to feel numb. "Jaejoongie, I've never been more sure with anything in my life."

His instinct to kill was still ruling over his head and his heart. His emotions of hatred and vengeance, rather explosive they were, always brought a sad and troubled look on Jaejoong's face. And tonight, he nearly killed the very person that gave his life meaning just because he let his murderous side feed on his negative emotions.

Yunho didn't want to dwell on his past mistakes. He didn't want any part of it anymore.

Jaejoong was his world now. "I want to forget everything that I was before I met you. I want to exist from day to day only for you." Tears began to prick his eyelids. Yunho never truly realized how lonely he had been, how empty life was until he met Jaejoong. "Own me Jaejoong. Completely. Erase everything else." Please, turn me into someone worthy to be loved.

The innocent confession and admittance brought tears to Jaejoong’s eyes. Yunho loved him just as much. He could tell. And though Yunho couldn’t seem to give his feelings a name just yet, Jaejoong was positive that soon he will realize those emotions all on his own. And Jaejoong would be there, with his arms spread wide open, waiting for him.

Lust, love and desire combined, merged and blanketed Jaejoong’s heart. He loved this man with his everything.

Leaning in, Jaejoong placed a soft kiss on the side of Yunho’s neck, left arm wrapped possessively around his torso while the other traveled to his dripping anticipating cock as he positioned it to Yunho's opening, nudging at the rim.

A life size mirror stood adjacent their bed, partly to the left and Jaejoong could clearly see their reflections at a distance.

“You’re mine Yunho.” Jaejoong whispered lovingly into his ear. “You belong only to me. No one else.”

And in one swift motion, Jaejoong shoved his cock inside Yunho’s semi-prepared hole as a sharp gasp deserted Yunho at the first intrusion. Jaejoong panted, the feel of Yunho’s tight hot walls proved too much for his already nearing climax.

But Jaejoong fought against his release.

He wanted to savor every moment of this. Every last detail of how Yunho reacted as he saw it in their reflections.

Yunho’s body was wrung tight in Jaejoong’s hold. In his mind, he hoped for Jaejoong's guidance. Because though he had seen such acts of sex in the movies that he watched, it was still new territory to him. He had never done this before.

Fingers had been pleasurable yes, and he learned to stimulate himself with just his digits when he experimented a few days back as curiosity got the best of him. But being filled like this, it was something else. And Jaejoong was way bigger.

Jaejoong's length pushed deeper, past the tight ring of muscles. Yunho gripped the sheets tighter, biting at his lower lip until he could feel Jaejoong's entire shaft seated inside him. Tears prickled his eyes as a hot breath whispered by his ear.

"Yunho-yah, you ready?"

Yunho shakily nodded his head, skin dampened with sweat, mouth parting in a gasp as he felt Jaejoong begin his thrusts.

One minute he was still perched on the motorbike, speeding along the highway with Yoochun seated on his lap. His arms had been wrapped around his neck, kissing the soft skin as he ignored Junsu’s soft pleas about stopping his assault on his nape for the reason that they were on the highway and it was pretty hard to drive with a clinging, writhing body against him.

Junsu wasn't sure how things had escalated to this moment or at what instant it started. But he did know one thing.

Yoochun's touches ignited a flame of desire in his body and heart, the temptation too thrilling. Yet still, Junsu kept telling himself that he wasn't going to give in to his damned hormones or Yoochun's messy kisses. So when he deposited him on the bed, Junsu quickly stood up, turned and began his pace towards the door. However, Yoochun pounced him from behind.

The world turned upside down. In a split moment, Junsu found himself lying flat on his back on the soft bed sheets, eyes gazing into a pair of dark brown glazed, hooded orbs, who was looking down at him with something akin to hunger.

Junsu guessed that maybe the way he looked at him at that very second, was where it all began.

Yoochun kissed him hard, their tongues and teeth clashing with every sucking or biting nip, dissolving every breath coming out of Junsu's mouth into moans. Yoochun's kisses were rough, desperate and messy; immensely needing and wanting.

"Y-Yoochun ah." Junsu moaned in between slick parted lips, his breathing laboured and the pounding of his heart erratic. The kiss they shared made his head spin and his body tingle with delicious rush. He's never felt anything this good before.

Yoochun’s breath was hot and moist, an underlying taste of nicotine and alcohol joining in with lust. Yoochun pressed down on him and began undoing the buttons of the tuxedo he wore, the one Junsu stole from one of the securities.

“Junsu-yah…” Yoochun moaned into Junsu’s mouth, making him swallow every syllable of his name, before his tongue darted out, swiping sensually at Junsu’s bottom lip followed by him greedily biting down on the abused petal.

Junsu knew he should be pushing the guy off his body right now, but despite how supposedly strong he was, Junsu realized that it was too late. He was already melting from the other's touches. A voice inside Junsu’s head kept telling him that he shouldn’t be doing this to a man who clearly was not in the right state of mind, his body however wasn’t listening to logic.

"Ahh!" Junsu gasped, back arching when felt wandering hands slipped inside his pants and pulled his length out.

"Sunnie." Yoochun's voice dripped with desire as he began to stroke his erection in his fist. "You feel so nice."

Those hands felt so wonderful touching him, the sensation definitely so much better when he was doing it all on his own.

"Nggh-ah..." Junsu's head twisted to the side, eyes fluttering close as he clawed at the sheets. He bit at his lip, whimpering lowly, feeling pleasure building up in his veins. A thumb grazed his slit and a loud moan was torn out of Junsu's throat.

The delicious noises that Junsu made served as an encouragement to his drugged companion.

Yoochun pulled his pants down until it reached his ankles. Junsu couldn't help but kick the clothes out of his feet.

"You're so beautiful." Yoochun muttered, tongue darting out to lick and suck at an erect nipple in time with his strokes.

"A-ahh!" Junsu cried out, shuddering as he gripped Yoochun's locks in his fingers, needing something to hold on to.

In that moment, it was like a switch was pushed open inside of him. Junsu's world blurred and he just completely lost it.

With a wanton moan, Junsu pulled Yoochun's head up so they were face to face, pressing him close, their bodies aligning perfectly as he shoved his tongue into the other man's mouth wanting to taste every essence of this person. In between sloppy wet kisses, Junsu sat upright and tore at Yoochun's clothes, desperate to feel every inch of the other man's skin.

Their kisses got messier as the seconds ticked by. Pieces of clothing were discarded and soon they were both naked on the bed, skin gliding skin as they continued to kiss and writhed against each other. Junsu's heart was hammering, his ears were pounding and he could barely breath with the way they were devouring the other's lips but he loved every single minute of it.

Eventually the kiss broke, due to the necessity of their lungs. "Fuck Sunnie." Yoochun gasped against his lips, heavy pants ghosting over his rapidly turning damp skin. He swallowed thickly and asked. "How did you learn to kiss like that?"

Junsu all but growled in reply. "I've been practicing."

Yoochun only managed to take two gulps of air before Junsu was crushing his lips on his own again.

Junsu didn't want to go into technicalities about the situation anymore. Nor did he want to think about where these emotions were coming from. Because at that moment, he just wanted Yoochun. Every little particle of him. Plain and simple. Junsu knew in his heart and mind that he wanted this. God, he wanted this more than anything in his life.

"Mhhmph." They both moaned against the bruising lip-lock.

Their lips parted, breathing erratic.

"I want you." Yoochun whispered against Junsu's mouth, cupping his face in his hands. "Sunnie, I want you so bad."

"Nrrrnnn. Me too." Junsu replied with another moan, everything in his actions of animalistic hunger and desire. The young hybrid resembled a cat on heat. He jolted upright and pushed Yoochun to the bed, their positions reversed.

Junsu sat on top of Yoochun's writhing form, straddling his hips, grinding their erections.

Moans and groans of pleasure spilled from bruised red lips as they rocked back and forth. Junsu threw his head back, placing both hands on Yoochun's chest as he began to ride him, loving the friction between their naked skin, gaining speed, faster and faster with each grinding motion, eliciting waves of delightful shivers coursing through his spine.

But it wasn't enough. It was far from enough.

Looking back down at Yoochun's flushed face, Junsu felt a new level of overwhelming desire for the other man. He lifted his right hand that was on top Yoochun's chest and brought it to their raging erections. He fisted them both in his grasp and began pumping their weeping members all the while that they were fervently grinding against each other.

"A-ah fuck! Junsu-yah." Yoochun whimpered below him and the sound of his voice, made Junsu's lust increase tenfold.

Junsu wanted to do something. Something that so far he only knew to be pleasurable because he saw it on TV but never had the chance to feel in real life. Right that moment, the faces of those actors in Changmin's videos made the blood pump wilder in Junsu's veins. He realized - that he wanted Yoochun to do those things to him, or vice versa. Whichever worked.

As long as he could - they could feel that same amount of pleasure, he didn't care who gets to do what to whom.

"Hahh! Junsu." Yoochun mewled and Junsu moaned loudly. The pumps on their lengths was starting to feel insanely good.

But still not enough.

"Yoochun ah." Junsu rasped out, as he leaned forward and captured Yoochun's mouth in a searing kiss.

“Junsu… I need you right now. Please… I can’t take it anymore.” Yoochun whined and sobbed into their joined mouths.

"W-what do you want me to..."

"I need you inside me." With those words being said, Yoochun pulled his knees up, Junsu lost his hold on their lengths and ended up sitting on the sheets instead. Then what he saw next had him hardening violently, eyes widening as he watched.

Yoochun spread his legs open, fingers clutching tightly at the bedsheets as he looked at Junsu through heavy half-lidded eyes. "Sunnie..." he rasped out, lifting his ass partially off the bed as he panted breathlessly. "Please. I need you now."

The bed creaked noisily as two slicked-sweat bodies continued to rock back and forth. The bedsheets that Yunho grabbed from earlier had been torn apart in his grasp as he clutched at it with Jaejoong's every thrust. Yunho trembled beneath him, both from the intensity of the sensations in his body, (the once painful feeling turning into incredible bouts of pleasure that made him see sparks behind his eyelids and hear fireworks in the background) and the emotions he felt in his heart.

Yunho's head was thrown back, facing his right, mouth connected with Jaejoong's own as the other man kissed him with hard, messy wet kisses. Jaejoong's left hand gripped Yunho's waist, holding onto him tightly with each fierce push, while his right hand pumped his dripping cock, with the same vigor and speed he was giving to his clenching heat.

The room's temperature had became unbelievably hot, thrust after thrust, the louder Yunho's moans became as Jaejoong plunged into him faster, rougher and deeper like he was desperatedly trying to find something inside the other's body.

And then Yunho screamed.

"Jaejoong, there! Again!" Yunho cried out between their lips, feeling unimaginable pleasure course through his veins when the other's length brushed against something inside him. He had no idea what it was but damn he wanted to feel that again!

Knowing that he had found Yunho's prostrate, Jaejoong maintained the new angle of his thrusts as he relentlessly began to pound into him. Jaejoong quite loved how vocal Yunho had been ever since they started fucking like rabbits on heat.

"Y-you like that Yunho?" Jaejoong panted against his neck as he continued slamming into his hole, every push locking on target at the other's sweet spot, stimulating it further, abusing his prostate thoroughly with each thrust.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes." Yunho chanted, his eyes closing as he licked at his lips, rivulets of sweat trickling down his damp body. Forcing the energy back into his arms, Yunho gripped the railing of the bed and pushed back furiously against Jaejoong's cock, moaning as he kept meeting his thrusts half-away. "Fuck Jaejoong, there, fuck ahh, deeper, harder!"

Jaejoong gained more speed that he wasn't even aware he was capable. He was so close to reaching his peak, he could tell that Yunho was too and he wanted to see him, face to face when they finally came."Yunho, I want to see you...." he murmured in a breathless whisper against his skin, his thrusts faltering a little bit. Without waiting for the other's reply, Jaejoong flipped Yunho to his back, earning him a sharp gasp from the man beneath him from the sudden change of position.

"J-Jaejoong..." Yunho said with widened eyes as he looked up into Jaejoong's flushed face hovering above his own.

It only took a few second before Jaejoong was slamming into him and Yunho reduced to a litanny of moans and groans. Tiny droplets of sweat from Jaejoong's dampened hair fell by Yunho's mouth and his tongue darted out to taste the salty liquid.

Seeing Yunho's moist pink tongue, Jaejoong swooped down and caught it between his teeth, sucking eagerly on the tempting petal as their tongues began to engage in another lewd wet dance, a battle of dominance and of ownership.

Yunho hooked his legs firmly around Jaejoong's waist and his arms around his neck, clinging to him as Jaejoong rode him.

"Mhphh, mhphh, mhphh." They both moaned as they kissed, their movements getting wilder and desperate with each thrust. Climax was nearing. Jaejoong grabbed Yunho's length and began pumping hims fast as their lips parted to catch some air.

"You're mine Yunho. Mine." Jaejoong declared, shoving his cock roughly inside Yunho's body as to make a point.

"A-ahh fuck! Jae!" Yunho screamed as he arched off the bed, body frozen in a spasm as shivers of great proportions wracked his body from feeling Jaejoong's length deeply push against his prostrate, along with the fierce strokes on in his cock.

Shoots of white ribbon splattered across Jaejoong's torso as Yunho finally reached his orgasm. Feeling his hole clench around his length, as if wanting to reel him inside for good, Jaejoong moaned Yunho's name as he too reached his release.

Jaejoong fell on top of Yunho, panting heavily, his chest pounding and his body exhausted. For some time, the only sounds coming from their room was the harsh intakes of oxygen as they tried to regain their breathing pattern back to normal.

Propping himself on his elbows, Jaejoong looked down at Yunho and smiled. He wiped the sweat from his skin and caressed his cheek lovingly. Right there. Jaejoong was beyond content. Gazing at Yunho was something he didn't mind doing forever.

Yunho reciprocated the smile and he cupped his face as he brought Jaejoong's head down and captured his mouth for a kiss. The exchange was gentle, sweet and they stayed like that for a good amount of time, simply relishing each other's presence as they treasured what just transpired between them. A moment passed and tears began to trickle down the side of Yunho's eyes.

A choked sob followed after and when they parted, Yunho finally understood. The need to protect Jaejoong, to see him every day of his life, to constantly want to feel his presence, around him, near him, even just by simply looking at him, Yunho always felt a calm feeling of contentment and the exhilarating rush of knowing that Jaejoong was the only person that could make his heart speed up and slow down at the same time. At last, Yunho understood. And he couldn't be more happier.

"I love you Jaejoong." Yunho confessed, his vision blurring with tears yet the emotions in his eyes were as clear as crystal.

"Yunho-yah." Jaejoong said, a smile painting his lips, feeling warmth in his heart at those three words. He leaned down once more and kissed him gently. "I love you too." Resting his head on Yunho's chest, Jaejoong snuggled against him, wrapping an arm around the other's waist as he buried his face on the crook of his neck feeling the lull of sleep began to reel him in.

And so later, when the two finally drifted off to slumber, Yunho was smiling peacefully, not a trace of the sins that he had committed in the past present on his face. For the first time he didn't dream of blood and cut body parts.

Yet still, he dreamed a lot that night, but the difference now was, in each and every one of his dreams, Jaejoong was there.

And he was always smiling just for him.

Blinding brightness seeped through the curtains of the room causing for the occupant lying down the bed to let out an annoyed groan. Yoochun brought a hand to his face, shielding his eyes from the morning's light. He groggily sat up, eyes still half-closed. He yawned then began to stretch his limbs until the sound of his joints popping could be heard.

Yoochun dropped back to the soft cushions. And then he felt it - a painful ache in his bottom that shot up his spine. "Oh god!" Yoochun gasped at the searing sensation, grimacing as he screwed his eyes until the feeling subsided.

Shortly after, when he had gotten used to the pain, he opened his eyes again. Yoochun's eyebrows knitted together in a frown. That ceiling definitely didn't look anything like the one he usually saw first thing in the morning when he woke up.

He rubbed at his eyes just to make certain. But the ceiling was still there. Yoochun jolted upright, quick to realize that this definitely wasn't his room. What happened last night? Yooochun clutched at his head as he tried to remember.

Eventually, his memories cleared. Right. The last thing he remembered was taking a smoke outside the club. He even met Changmin on his way inside and had asked him to look after Yunho, aka Jaejoong's new boyfriend as what he had told him.

But what happened after that?

Ah yeah. There were people dressed in black asking for his name.

Yoochun released a sharp breath, his eyes widening in alarm. He recalled being held down, chloroform drenched cloth being covered into his face and then... Yoochun struggled to remember anything past that but all he got was a big fat nothing.

Yoochun looked around the room. If he indeed got kidnapped, someone should have been guarding him right?

A delicious aroma wafted in the air. Yoochun sniffed. Was that food he could smell coming from the direction of the kitchen?

If that were the case, so far the kidnapping idea was pretty far-fetched as he thought about it. Maybe he just dreamed it?

Upon glancing down, Yoochun noticed the sticky substance coating his stomach. The next rational thought came to him. Did he came home with a customer? But if that was the case. Why couldn't he remember having sex with whoever it was?

Another shot of pain exploded in his senses again and damn it upon inspecting himself more carefully Yoochun finally realized that he had cum all over him and inside him. What the fuck? Did he actually just bottomed for a customer?

He's never bottomed to anyone before! He thought he made it clear.

Flipping the bedsheets off his body, Yoochun grabbed his piecse of discarded clothing on the floor. He also noticed the presence of a black suit scattered across the bedroom. Businessman? Oh he didn't care if he was some big shot.

He was going to fucking give him a piece of his fist for possibly drugging him into bottoming.

Limping on his way, Yoochun walked out of the bedroom and called out. "Hello? Anybody home?" When he got no reply, Yoochun ventured into the direction where he can smell the delicious aroma of food. "Hello? Anyone?"

Upon arriving at the kitchen, Yoochun saw the back of a humming, dancing man. He wore tight shorts (which housed a very awesome ass) and a sleeveless top, along with a pink frilly apron as he worked a spatula on the cauldron.

"Oh you're finally awake." The man said without looking back as he stirred the breakfast he made on the pot. And the innocent, squeaky after note of his voice nearly took Yoochun's breath away, especially when the man turned sideways.

Yoochun felt his word stand at a transfix when he caught sight of the other's profile.

He clutched at his chest as he felt like he was running out of air. "Ju-junsu-yah." he shakily breathed. The other turned around, and the bright smile that Yoochun remembered so well was painting his lips, causing for his eyes to widen further.

"Good morning Yoochun ah." Junsu cheerily greeted as he took steps towards him.

Yoochun's heart threatened to burst at the face he was seeing.

"I made breakfast." Junsu said as he stopped an inch away from Yoochun and rested a hand on his shoulder. He bit at his lip and Yoochun could only stare in shell-shocked silence. Junsu looked into his eyes and his cheeks turned a deep shade of red before he added in a whisper. "Eat now. You'll need the strength after everything we did last night."

And then - Junsu kissed him.

Next

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A/N: I hate writing smut because I particularly suck at it and it doesn't come out even in the least bit hot at all. Still, I hope you guys can forgive the sucktitude and ummm... deal with it for now? *hangs head* Aish, sorry I'm just having a really bad day today. Thanks for all the comments and the continued support you guys are giving the story. *hugs everyone*

And also, to everyone who is wondering why the chapter is JunChun and JaeHo, well, this is just a one time thing. Of course the main coupling is still YunJae and Yoosu. (You have no idea how hard it was to write this with the reversed coupling O_O it's just not my cup of tea but I did it) I had to write this to establish feelings on both pairings' parties ya know. @_@ Aside from the fact that the situation fits for an uke becoming seme for once because the semes are pretty much, in a needy cling state scenario.

So yeah, this is still gonna be YunJae and Yoosu after this.