Yoochun's Lollipop
This is dedicated todrtrypanophobic for inspiring me to write my very first proper YooSu :D Hope you like it!
It's full of fail!crack so be cracked warned XD
And I never expected this to be 2197 words. *flails*
"Hey, Junsu. I've been listening to this song by Big Bang. And I thought of you."
"Aww....how sweet of you,Chunnie. What's the song called?"
"It's for some cellphone commercial I think. Lollipop Part Two or something like that.It's really catchy and fun and I'm hungry."
"The one where G-Dragon actually raps in English and keeps saying 'come come come come'? And why are you hungry? We just had lunch an hour ago."
"Yeah, that's the one. Oh Junsu the way you say 'come come come come' makes me so so hungry."
"Eh?"
"Hungry for you. Horny for you. I wanna lick you, my lollipop."
"...."
"Su, you’re my lollipop, oh Su you’re ma lolli lolli. Su you're my lollipop. Hey let's get it poppin poppin."
"Yoochun, I cannot believe you just desecrated the candy awesomeness that is lollipop with Junsu. How can you even begin to compare a god-sent confectionery mounted on a stick with that mountain of inferior cells and tissue?"
"Shut up, Changmin. Go make someone die of boredom with your boringness. Chun, let's go to our bedroom where we can talk in peace."
"If all you do is talk in the bedroom, I'll eat my socks and eat yours too. Heck I'll even eat toilet paper too." "You can eat Jaejoong's silk boxers and Yunho's smelly dance shorts for all I care. You can also shove it-."
"Gosh, what's the hurry Yoochun? Stop pushing me. Eeeep!"
The bedroom door that belongs to Yoochun and Junsu slammed shut and a resounding click of a lock being turned was heard.
Changmin walked to the kitchen with a satisfied smirk, thinking of French toast and hot chocolate. Afternoon tea, no one said you can't have it an hour after lunch. Mmmmm....butter.
It goes L.O.L.L.I.P.O.P My heart goes J.U.N.S.U
The spelling of his name normally wouldn’t have turned him on, but you try not to shiver and shake like the last leaf of a dying tree with a very horny lover groping your whole body, all the time moaning the letters of your name.
Yoochun’s hands settled on Junsu’s hips and pulled him impossibly closer to grind his very obvious erection onto his lover’s crotch.
“I like you a lot, lot. Think you’re really hot, hot.”
“Is that a line in the song?”
An answering lick, very wet and thorough, as a tongue swirled around his inner shell of his right ear.
“Looks like I’m not doing my job right if you still can think coherently,” Yoochun murmured huskily as he continued grinding against Junsu.
“Oh you’re doing it right, alright. I - ” Junsu unf-ed as Yoochun rubbed particularly hard against him, his half-hardening arousal starting to make his boxers really, really uncomfortably small.
Turn it up. Drop it low. Gotta move it slow.
Yoochun turned his attention to his favorite part of Junsu; well second favorite part.He cupped those lovely, bouncy, perky, well-defined globes of Junsu’s behind and earned a breathy moan. He smirked against Junsu’s neck, occasionally nibbling on the soft skin, just so he can hear more of those moans. He continued massaging, squeezing those meaty flesh, enjoying the feel even through that irritating piece of clothing called pants.
Junsu seemed to have realized the barrier of clothes as well; He stopped his roving hands from underneath Yoochun’s T-shirt, (he has a thing for Yoochun’s back and tailbone) and pushed himself away from Yoochun’s embrace.
“Clothes. Off. Ugghhh. Off. Now.” Junsu tugged at Yoochun’s shirt impatiently before Yoochun lifted his hands in the air, allowing the very impatient man to strip him.
Seeing Yoochun naked in all his splendid glory, Junsu made haste to be rid of all clothing too.
His white singlet fell to the floor but before he could shrug off his boxers and pants in one swoop, a hand stopped him. “Let me, baby.”
Junsu visibly gulped and then gulped some more when he saw Yoochun was more than ready to strip him and fuck him. He couldn’t wait for Yoochun to be inside him and almost jumped the very naked man if it wasn’t for those teasing hands splayed across his hips. “
"Chunnie, hurry. I want you.” Junsu begged in Yoochun’s ear as he was gently pushed into the mattress.
“Gotta move it slow. Tell me, is that in the song?” Yoochun teased. Hands roamed Yoochun’s chest relentlessly and jumbled sounds escaped Junsu’s throat. “Chunnnnn…..nie. Hurry, hurry hurry hurry!”
Yoochun’s eyes are practically black, dilated with lust and love, as he knelt between his lover’s thighs, surveying the whimpering, moaning man…who was still clothed from the waist down. Well, that has to change.
Yoochun leaned down and Junsu happily wrapped his arms around Yoochun’s neck and they settle in for a nice, long kiss. A really long kiss it was, as Yoochun was taking his time pulling down Junsu’s pants and briefs with only his feet or more specifically toes, and Junsu not really helping as he was too busy sucking face and lacing their fingers together.
Both of them completely naked now, he starts from the bellybutton, knowing Junsu has a weak spot there. He starts with a light flick of his tongue and Junsu gasped.
Ignoring his own hard length which was screaming blue murder, his tongue made its way to Junsu’s inner thighs. Yoochun’s nose comes dangerously close to the younger man’s cock, his breath ghosting over it and Junsu arched upwards, desperate for contact.
“Can we get to the part where I’m your lollipop and let’s get it popping popping?” Junsu hissed when Yoochun grabbed his thighs to still his thrusting hips and dipped down to lap at his sensitive opening.
“It’s poppin’ poppin’, Su.” Yoochun’s words coming out muffled as his tongue was somewhat preoccupied.
“Ngh…uh…”
Su you’re my lollipop, oh Su you’re ma lolli lolli Su you’re my lollipop (hey let’s get it popin’ popin’)
Su you’re my lollipop oh Su you’re ma lolli lolli (got it got it get down now, everybody just bounce now)
“You, Yoochun......uh….you…mmmm, stop…..gah…don’t stop. No, no….stop…unngghh…Yoochun!” Junsu babbles. And then moans into a gasp as Yoochun pushes his tongue in harder, stretching Junsu out.
And then gasps into a moan as tongue is replace with a finger. “Gonna get it down now.” Yoochun sorts of sings and slowly rubs a wet circle around Junsu’s pink entrance.
Deciding that saliva just wouldn’t do, much as he wanted to just be inside Junsu now, Junsu’s comfort AND pleasure was his top priority.
He leaves Junsu side for a moment, a whine reaching his ears, as he scrambled to the bedside drawer, desperately searching for that tube of lube.
“Yoochun,” Junsu moaned slowly, fingers clenching the bedsheets in fistfuls. He wanted so hard to touch himself but Yoochun wouldn’t like that. There was nothing much he can do until Yoochun finds that damn lube (how thoughtful and sweet, he mused thoughtfully) so he just spread his legs, open and wide, and continued moaning Yoochun’s name.
Yoochun smeared lube all over his hand and headed straight to Junsu. Junsu who was lying on their bed, legs spread, eyes shut and moaning his name.
Yoochun settled himself between Junsu’s legs.
“Missed me, my lollipop?”
“Yes. Now do -” Junsu yelped as Yoochun slowly pushes a slick finger in halfway.
“Angh.”
The slow stretch and burn made his lax grasp on the bedsheets tighten.
“More.”
Yoochun inwardly smirked while pushing his entire finger in, into the sucking, waiting entrance.
What a sight. His eyes greedily took in the blushing face and heaving chest, to the rock hard erection and to where his forefinger was right now.
Yoochun pulls his finger out and pushes in again, settling on a slow rhythm.
He gently inserts a second finger and scissors his fingers, mindful of preparing Junsu properly. For a very short moment, the room was silent, only filled with Junsu’s moans and Yoochun’s very heavy breathing. Yoochun’s cock hardens somemore (if that’s even possible) when he feels Junsu clench around his fingers, three digits now, and the tightness surrounding his fingers. And the tightness that will soon surround his cock.
He felt light-headed at the thought as any blood left in his brain rushed forward to his groin, his cock painfully hard now, throbbing so angrily.
Embarrassing sounds, so high pitched; that would make dolphins run for the hills (if they lived on land) escaped from Junsu’s throat as the older man curled his fingers inside of him, seeing duck-shaped stars at the back of his eyes.
“Yoochun, now, give it to me. Now.”
Let’s get wild
Never one to say no to his lollipop, Yoochun pulled his fingers out and slicked his cock in a hurry, too impatient to cap the tube, throwing it over his head, not caring where it landed.
He hovers over Junsu, arms pressed on either side of Junsu’s head. Junsu pulls him in for a kiss, all demanding that leaves Yoochun breathless. Parting his lips when he needs to breathe, Yoochun inhales just as Junsu slips a tongue into his mouth and their tongues collide for dominance.
Their lips barely touching each other, staring at the other’s dark eyes, Yoochun presses the tip of his erection against waiting heat. Junsu whimpers and pushes his ups forward, wanting more.
Yoochun musters patience he does not feel and pushes his throbbing cock inside, going at a slow, so very torturous pace, even if his mind is screaming at him to just thrust. When he’s all the way in, snugly sheathed into the familiar heat, he forces himself to be still. Tries to distract himself from not moving by sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of Junsu’s neck.
He’s on to humming his new composition, waiting for Junsu to adjust to the size of him when he hears “Yoochun-ah!” in the midst of the chorus part. Junsu lifted his hips in an effort to make Yoochun move.
"Just move. Harder. Faster. Move, Chunnie-ah," Junsu says just in case Yoochun doesn't get the hint.
Yoochun sighed in relief, pressed a quick kiss to rosy lips before giving a slight thrust, just to make sure. “Yoochun, please,” Junsu begs, eyes flashing open and chest heaving.
Yoochun barely nods and pulls out almost completely before quickly pushing back in, growling at the hotness stretched tight around his cock. He pounds furiously into Junsu and leans down to kiss Junsu.
Junsu moans into Yoochun’s mouth as the bruising kiss is inflicted on him and his hips pull back and thrust forward on their own, answering Yoochun’s thrust.
Yoochun buries his face into Junsu’ hair, arching his back as he hammers into Junsu’ tightness. He angles his hips, he wants Junsu to scream his moans out. He wants Junsu to feel it, feel that place only Yoochun can take him there.
Now here I come I give it to him straight up and down.
Now here I come, Here I come, come,come,come,come
Junsu lets out a strangled cry as Yoochun hits his prostrate, pleasure flooding over him like waves over a sandy beach.
“Yoochun!” he arches into his lover, hands scrabbling over Yoochun’s back, fingernails digging dip, the pleasure just too much, wrapping his legs over a slim waist.
Yoochun grunted in response as he sets a fast pace at that particular angle, silently congratulating himself for being such an excellent lover, and then letting out his own strangled cry when Junsu clenches around him, particularly hard.
He thrusts in harshly, the pace lacking any sort of proper rhythm, burying himself in the blistering heat.
Junsu can feel himself being pushed to the end, his sweet spot slammed into with every thrust of Yoochun’s bucking hips. His almost painful erection rubbed againt Yoochun’s abdomen as Yoochun rocked their bodies together.
“Please, Yoochun,” he whimpers. “Want to come, please, make me come.”
Yoochun pushes back in harder into Junsu and speeds up, ramming into the tight warmth.
He feels Junsu clenching tighter and tighter around his cock and knows he’s going to come too.
“Come, come, come, Junsu, come,” Yoochun stutters desperately, wanting Junsu to just come so he can come too.
He presses his whole weight into Junsu to make his point, fucking Junsu into the mattress.
Eyes screwed shut with pleasure, the sound of skin on skin and Yoochun’s words so wanton and desperate, Junsu comes instantly, chanting Yoochun’s name again and again and savors the feeling of Yoochun still so hard inside him.
Hearing Junsu chant his name like a mantra and releasing in shakes and shivers, Yoochun presses into Junsu as far as he can go. As Junsu clenches around him like an iron vice through his orgasm, Yoochun comes hard.
He empties himself all into Junsu’s gripping heat, moaning loud and long into Junsu’s neck. His climax too much for him to handle, he topples on top of his still moaning lover.
Hearts still thumping in chests gulping for air, Yoochun eventually pulls out of Junsu, both of them groaning at the feeling, and collapses to the side.
Junsu scuttles to Yoochun and gets himself pulled into a sweet, sticky hug.
“We so have a sex song now,” Junsu mumbles against Yoochun’s neck.
“Su you’re my lollipop, oh Su you’re ma lolli lolli,” Yoochun sings softly, sifting his fingers through the soft sweaty strands of his lover’s hair.
“My heart goes Y.O.O.C.H.U.N,”Junsu replies, pressing gentle kisses to Yoochun’s neck and moving his way up.
“Let’s get it poppin’ poppin.”
The End.
Author's Note: The YooSu crack-smut hammer has finally hit me hard and painfully..but apparently not hard enough because not totally satisfied with it...oh well.
And yes, this is not only fail!crack, it's also fail!smut. >.< I've never written full-blown smutty YooSu before so..ummm...not so hot(?)smut is not so hot smut?. IDEK.
But in my mind, the YooSu poppin' it is hot *drools*
Written from 12am to 4am (i blame the evil coffee and self-procrastination), so please to be ignore the past tense, present tense inconsistency.
I just wanted to write YooSu smut. *grins*
Before I type more than the smut, comments please?
♥They make me see duck-shaped stars♥
It's full of fail!crack so be cracked warned XD
And I never expected this to be 2197 words. *flails*
"Hey, Junsu. I've been listening to this song by Big Bang. And I thought of you."
"Aww....how sweet of you,Chunnie. What's the song called?"
"It's for some cellphone commercial I think. Lollipop Part Two or something like that.It's really catchy and fun and I'm hungry."
"The one where G-Dragon actually raps in English and keeps saying 'come come come come'? And why are you hungry? We just had lunch an hour ago."
"Yeah, that's the one. Oh Junsu the way you say 'come come come come' makes me so so hungry."
"Eh?"
"Hungry for you. Horny for you. I wanna lick you, my lollipop."
"...."
"Su, you’re my lollipop, oh Su you’re ma lolli lolli. Su you're my lollipop. Hey let's get it poppin poppin."
"Yoochun, I cannot believe you just desecrated the candy awesomeness that is lollipop with Junsu. How can you even begin to compare a god-sent confectionery mounted on a stick with that mountain of inferior cells and tissue?"
"Shut up, Changmin. Go make someone die of boredom with your boringness. Chun, let's go to our bedroom where we can talk in peace."
"If all you do is talk in the bedroom, I'll eat my socks and eat yours too. Heck I'll even eat toilet paper too." "You can eat Jaejoong's silk boxers and Yunho's smelly dance shorts for all I care. You can also shove it-."
"Gosh, what's the hurry Yoochun? Stop pushing me. Eeeep!"
The bedroom door that belongs to Yoochun and Junsu slammed shut and a resounding click of a lock being turned was heard.
Changmin walked to the kitchen with a satisfied smirk, thinking of French toast and hot chocolate. Afternoon tea, no one said you can't have it an hour after lunch. Mmmmm....butter.
It goes L.O.L.L.I.P.O.P My heart goes J.U.N.S.U
The spelling of his name normally wouldn’t have turned him on, but you try not to shiver and shake like the last leaf of a dying tree with a very horny lover groping your whole body, all the time moaning the letters of your name.
Yoochun’s hands settled on Junsu’s hips and pulled him impossibly closer to grind his very obvious erection onto his lover’s crotch.
“I like you a lot, lot. Think you’re really hot, hot.”
“Is that a line in the song?”
An answering lick, very wet and thorough, as a tongue swirled around his inner shell of his right ear.
“Looks like I’m not doing my job right if you still can think coherently,” Yoochun murmured huskily as he continued grinding against Junsu.
“Oh you’re doing it right, alright. I - ” Junsu unf-ed as Yoochun rubbed particularly hard against him, his half-hardening arousal starting to make his boxers really, really uncomfortably small.
Turn it up. Drop it low. Gotta move it slow.
Yoochun turned his attention to his favorite part of Junsu; well second favorite part.He cupped those lovely, bouncy, perky, well-defined globes of Junsu’s behind and earned a breathy moan. He smirked against Junsu’s neck, occasionally nibbling on the soft skin, just so he can hear more of those moans. He continued massaging, squeezing those meaty flesh, enjoying the feel even through that irritating piece of clothing called pants.
Junsu seemed to have realized the barrier of clothes as well; He stopped his roving hands from underneath Yoochun’s T-shirt, (he has a thing for Yoochun’s back and tailbone) and pushed himself away from Yoochun’s embrace.
“Clothes. Off. Ugghhh. Off. Now.” Junsu tugged at Yoochun’s shirt impatiently before Yoochun lifted his hands in the air, allowing the very impatient man to strip him.
Seeing Yoochun naked in all his splendid glory, Junsu made haste to be rid of all clothing too.
His white singlet fell to the floor but before he could shrug off his boxers and pants in one swoop, a hand stopped him. “Let me, baby.”
Junsu visibly gulped and then gulped some more when he saw Yoochun was more than ready to strip him and fuck him. He couldn’t wait for Yoochun to be inside him and almost jumped the very naked man if it wasn’t for those teasing hands splayed across his hips. “
"Chunnie, hurry. I want you.” Junsu begged in Yoochun’s ear as he was gently pushed into the mattress.
“Gotta move it slow. Tell me, is that in the song?” Yoochun teased. Hands roamed Yoochun’s chest relentlessly and jumbled sounds escaped Junsu’s throat. “Chunnnnn…..nie. Hurry, hurry hurry hurry!”
Yoochun’s eyes are practically black, dilated with lust and love, as he knelt between his lover’s thighs, surveying the whimpering, moaning man…who was still clothed from the waist down. Well, that has to change.
Yoochun leaned down and Junsu happily wrapped his arms around Yoochun’s neck and they settle in for a nice, long kiss. A really long kiss it was, as Yoochun was taking his time pulling down Junsu’s pants and briefs with only his feet or more specifically toes, and Junsu not really helping as he was too busy sucking face and lacing their fingers together.
Both of them completely naked now, he starts from the bellybutton, knowing Junsu has a weak spot there. He starts with a light flick of his tongue and Junsu gasped.
Ignoring his own hard length which was screaming blue murder, his tongue made its way to Junsu’s inner thighs. Yoochun’s nose comes dangerously close to the younger man’s cock, his breath ghosting over it and Junsu arched upwards, desperate for contact.
“Can we get to the part where I’m your lollipop and let’s get it popping popping?” Junsu hissed when Yoochun grabbed his thighs to still his thrusting hips and dipped down to lap at his sensitive opening.
“It’s poppin’ poppin’, Su.” Yoochun’s words coming out muffled as his tongue was somewhat preoccupied.
“Ngh…uh…”
Su you’re my lollipop, oh Su you’re ma lolli lolli Su you’re my lollipop (hey let’s get it popin’ popin’)
Su you’re my lollipop oh Su you’re ma lolli lolli (got it got it get down now, everybody just bounce now)
“You, Yoochun......uh….you…mmmm, stop…..gah…don’t stop. No, no….stop…unngghh…Yoochun!” Junsu babbles. And then moans into a gasp as Yoochun pushes his tongue in harder, stretching Junsu out.
And then gasps into a moan as tongue is replace with a finger. “Gonna get it down now.” Yoochun sorts of sings and slowly rubs a wet circle around Junsu’s pink entrance.
Deciding that saliva just wouldn’t do, much as he wanted to just be inside Junsu now, Junsu’s comfort AND pleasure was his top priority.
He leaves Junsu side for a moment, a whine reaching his ears, as he scrambled to the bedside drawer, desperately searching for that tube of lube.
“Yoochun,” Junsu moaned slowly, fingers clenching the bedsheets in fistfuls. He wanted so hard to touch himself but Yoochun wouldn’t like that. There was nothing much he can do until Yoochun finds that damn lube (how thoughtful and sweet, he mused thoughtfully) so he just spread his legs, open and wide, and continued moaning Yoochun’s name.
Yoochun smeared lube all over his hand and headed straight to Junsu. Junsu who was lying on their bed, legs spread, eyes shut and moaning his name.
Yoochun settled himself between Junsu’s legs.
“Missed me, my lollipop?”
“Yes. Now do -” Junsu yelped as Yoochun slowly pushes a slick finger in halfway.
“Angh.”
The slow stretch and burn made his lax grasp on the bedsheets tighten.
“More.”
Yoochun inwardly smirked while pushing his entire finger in, into the sucking, waiting entrance.
What a sight. His eyes greedily took in the blushing face and heaving chest, to the rock hard erection and to where his forefinger was right now.
Yoochun pulls his finger out and pushes in again, settling on a slow rhythm.
He gently inserts a second finger and scissors his fingers, mindful of preparing Junsu properly. For a very short moment, the room was silent, only filled with Junsu’s moans and Yoochun’s very heavy breathing. Yoochun’s cock hardens somemore (if that’s even possible) when he feels Junsu clench around his fingers, three digits now, and the tightness surrounding his fingers. And the tightness that will soon surround his cock.
He felt light-headed at the thought as any blood left in his brain rushed forward to his groin, his cock painfully hard now, throbbing so angrily.
Embarrassing sounds, so high pitched; that would make dolphins run for the hills (if they lived on land) escaped from Junsu’s throat as the older man curled his fingers inside of him, seeing duck-shaped stars at the back of his eyes.
“Yoochun, now, give it to me. Now.”
Let’s get wild
Never one to say no to his lollipop, Yoochun pulled his fingers out and slicked his cock in a hurry, too impatient to cap the tube, throwing it over his head, not caring where it landed.
He hovers over Junsu, arms pressed on either side of Junsu’s head. Junsu pulls him in for a kiss, all demanding that leaves Yoochun breathless. Parting his lips when he needs to breathe, Yoochun inhales just as Junsu slips a tongue into his mouth and their tongues collide for dominance.
Their lips barely touching each other, staring at the other’s dark eyes, Yoochun presses the tip of his erection against waiting heat. Junsu whimpers and pushes his ups forward, wanting more.
Yoochun musters patience he does not feel and pushes his throbbing cock inside, going at a slow, so very torturous pace, even if his mind is screaming at him to just thrust. When he’s all the way in, snugly sheathed into the familiar heat, he forces himself to be still. Tries to distract himself from not moving by sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of Junsu’s neck.
He’s on to humming his new composition, waiting for Junsu to adjust to the size of him when he hears “Yoochun-ah!” in the midst of the chorus part. Junsu lifted his hips in an effort to make Yoochun move.
"Just move. Harder. Faster. Move, Chunnie-ah," Junsu says just in case Yoochun doesn't get the hint.
Yoochun sighed in relief, pressed a quick kiss to rosy lips before giving a slight thrust, just to make sure. “Yoochun, please,” Junsu begs, eyes flashing open and chest heaving.
Yoochun barely nods and pulls out almost completely before quickly pushing back in, growling at the hotness stretched tight around his cock. He pounds furiously into Junsu and leans down to kiss Junsu.
Junsu moans into Yoochun’s mouth as the bruising kiss is inflicted on him and his hips pull back and thrust forward on their own, answering Yoochun’s thrust.
Yoochun buries his face into Junsu’ hair, arching his back as he hammers into Junsu’ tightness. He angles his hips, he wants Junsu to scream his moans out. He wants Junsu to feel it, feel that place only Yoochun can take him there.
Now here I come I give it to him straight up and down.
Now here I come, Here I come, come,come,come,come
Junsu lets out a strangled cry as Yoochun hits his prostrate, pleasure flooding over him like waves over a sandy beach.
“Yoochun!” he arches into his lover, hands scrabbling over Yoochun’s back, fingernails digging dip, the pleasure just too much, wrapping his legs over a slim waist.
Yoochun grunted in response as he sets a fast pace at that particular angle, silently congratulating himself for being such an excellent lover, and then letting out his own strangled cry when Junsu clenches around him, particularly hard.
He thrusts in harshly, the pace lacking any sort of proper rhythm, burying himself in the blistering heat.
Junsu can feel himself being pushed to the end, his sweet spot slammed into with every thrust of Yoochun’s bucking hips. His almost painful erection rubbed againt Yoochun’s abdomen as Yoochun rocked their bodies together.
“Please, Yoochun,” he whimpers. “Want to come, please, make me come.”
Yoochun pushes back in harder into Junsu and speeds up, ramming into the tight warmth.
He feels Junsu clenching tighter and tighter around his cock and knows he’s going to come too.
“Come, come, come, Junsu, come,” Yoochun stutters desperately, wanting Junsu to just come so he can come too.
He presses his whole weight into Junsu to make his point, fucking Junsu into the mattress.
Eyes screwed shut with pleasure, the sound of skin on skin and Yoochun’s words so wanton and desperate, Junsu comes instantly, chanting Yoochun’s name again and again and savors the feeling of Yoochun still so hard inside him.
Hearing Junsu chant his name like a mantra and releasing in shakes and shivers, Yoochun presses into Junsu as far as he can go. As Junsu clenches around him like an iron vice through his orgasm, Yoochun comes hard.
He empties himself all into Junsu’s gripping heat, moaning loud and long into Junsu’s neck. His climax too much for him to handle, he topples on top of his still moaning lover.
Hearts still thumping in chests gulping for air, Yoochun eventually pulls out of Junsu, both of them groaning at the feeling, and collapses to the side.
Junsu scuttles to Yoochun and gets himself pulled into a sweet, sticky hug.
“We so have a sex song now,” Junsu mumbles against Yoochun’s neck.
“Su you’re my lollipop, oh Su you’re ma lolli lolli,” Yoochun sings softly, sifting his fingers through the soft sweaty strands of his lover’s hair.
“My heart goes Y.O.O.C.H.U.N,”Junsu replies, pressing gentle kisses to Yoochun’s neck and moving his way up.
“Let’s get it poppin’ poppin.”
The End.
Author's Note: The YooSu crack-smut hammer has finally hit me hard and painfully..but apparently not hard enough because not totally satisfied with it...oh well.
And yes, this is not only fail!crack, it's also fail!smut. >.< I've never written full-blown smutty YooSu before so..ummm...not so hot(?)smut is not so hot smut?. IDEK.
But in my mind, the YooSu poppin' it is hot *drools*
Written from 12am to 4am (i blame the evil coffee and self-procrastination), so please to be ignore the past tense, present tense inconsistency.
I just wanted to write YooSu smut. *grins*
Before I type more than the smut, comments please?
♥They make me see duck-shaped stars♥