Of Swaggers, Saloons, And Star Badges - Chapter 18 Continued
The sound boots thudding on the wooden steps outside had Yoochun jumping up and scurrying to the door. When Changmin and Jaejoong entered, it was obvious that the young man hadn’t rested and was a ball of nervous energy - but there was something more. Before Changmin or Jaejoong could speak a greeting Yoochun had jumped the young Sheriff and Deputy. He was trying to shove his tongue in both of their mouths at once and his hands were trying to remove the uniforms as quick as possible.
“Yoochun-ah!” Changmin gasped as Yoochun released his mouth and tried to kiss Jaejoong. The elder man grabbed Yoochun’s face to hold him in place.
“Yoochun, look at me.” Jaejoong cajoled, trying to get the youth to focus on his face and not undoing his shirt. Yoochun slowly lifted his gaze, his pupils were dilated and his brow was furrowed in confusion.
“Yoochun, what has gotten into you?” Jaejoong asked softly as he ran a soothing had through his young lover’s hair.
“I-I-I” Yoochun took a deep breath, trying to calm his shaking hands. “I just need to feel your love tonight. To feel that I am loved.”
“You always will have our love.” Jaejoong reassured him as Changmin wrapped his arms around Yoochun’s thin waist from behind. He gave the youth a kiss on his shoulders, calming the teen’s nerves.
“When I’m with the two of you, I know who I am and I need to be reminded of that and nothing else.” He said and looked back to Changmin to reveal the pleading look in his eyes. A look that nearly broke the Sheriff’s heart. He spun Yoochun around and planted a sweet kiss on the teen’s lips.
“Anything you want Chunnie-ah,” Changmin whispered as he pulled away and lead the other two men to their bedroom.
Jaejoong was wary about giving into Yoochun’s whim when the youth was obviously going through emotional turmoil, but when Changmin and Yoochun began to undress each other in hurried earnest, there was no denying that Jaejoong wanted and needed this as well. He joined the pair on the bed once he had stripped off his own uniform.
It began as it always did; soft caresses and butterfly kisses. But it wasn’t enough for Yoochun.
“No!” Yoochun gasped out as Changmin trialed kisses along his jaw and neck. He jerked Changmin’s head back roughly by his hair. “Like this.” He pulled on Changmin's hair more to emphasis his point before he bit down on the Sheriff’s shoulder. “I need to feel it. I need it to be rougher - to be real.”
Changmin didn’t want to hurt Yoochun, but he wanted to satisfy his lover. He looked deep into Yoochun’s eyes and his gaze darkened as it raked over the lithe body before him. At that moment, Jaejoong came up behind Yoochun and trailed his hands down the young man’s side. As the hands moved back up they took hold of Yoochun’s arm and lifted them up. Jaejoong bent the thin arms behind Yoochun’s head and held them in place at the wrists. Yoochun’s body was now at the will of his two lovers.
“What should we do to him first Changmin-ah?” Jaejoong purred teasingly into Yoochun’s ear and bit down on the soft lobe, causing Yoochun to moan and shiver in anticipation.
Changmin ran his hands down Yoochun’s front and reveled in the trial of goose bumps that he caused to form.
“I don’t think he is in any shape to be teased this time. Why not move straight to the main event?” He grinned and he sat against the head board and motioned for Jaejoong to bring Yoochun over to him. “If you wouldn’t mind bringing the prisoner over, Deputy.” Changmin smirked; they would have to explore this type of role playing more in the future.
“Of course not, Sheriff.” Jaejoong said as he pushed Yoochun forward. The younger man stumbled but was able to maintain his balance and shuffle over to Changmin on his knees. Jaejoong still had a firm grip on his arms.
“Straddle me.” Changmin commanded and Yoochun complied easily. Changmin retrieved a bottle of oil that they now kept on their bedside table and slicked his throbbing cock before leaning in and reaching behind Yoochun. As he ran an oiled finger along Yoochun’s crease he lick the man’s neck and then bit down and sucked in a chuck of flesh as two fingers roughly entered the man. Yoochun buck forward but soon pushed down on the fingers, loving the feeling of the slow burn inside of him. Changmin pulled his fingers out after only a moment of being inside Yoochun’s tight heat.
Yoochun groaned in dissatisfaction. Until Changmin took hold of his hips and roughly impaled him on the large shaft. He could feel Changmin’s balls against his ass; he loved the feeling of being connected to his lovers. With the same harsh grip, Changmin lifted Yoochun up and slammed his back down. They both moaned; Yoochun was almost too tight as he had not been fully prepared and Changmin’s cock had charged right into his pleasure spot.
Jaejoong trailed his tongue along Yoochun’s back, licking up the drops of sweat that were now covering the teen’s body. Every time Changmin brought Yoochun’s body down, Jaejoong bit down on one of Yoochun’s sensitive areas; like his ribs or hips.
This mix of intense pleasure and pain was what Yoochun wanted, but he needed something more.
“Jaejoong-hyung.” Yoochun gasped as Changmin bounced him in his lap. “I-I want you in me too, now.”
Jaejoong moaned at the thought but looked over Yoochun’s shoulder to Changmin to see if the other man was in agreement. They locked eyes and Changmin gave a nod as he slowed the speed of his thrusts, causing Yoochun to whine.
Jaejoong picked up the bottle of oil that had rolled to the foot of the bed and momentarily let go of Yoochun’s arms to pour some of the slick substance on one hand. Yoochun never moved his arms. Jaejoong re-took hold of Yoochun's wrists with one hand and let the other slip between their bodies. He could feel Changmin moving in and out of the tight hole at an agonizing pace. He could only imagine the frustration the two men were feeling and decided he should hurry. He eased in one finger, than two, than three and with each new addition Yoochun mewled, helping to urge Jaejoong to continue. When he pulled the fingers out, both Yoochun and Changmin responded vocally, making Jaejoong’s cock harder - if possible.
Changmin’s shaft was hard but velvety against his fingers and Yoochun’s hot walls were tightening around his fingers almost painfully. He withdrew his fingers, lathed his member in oil and lined himself up against Changmin’s hardness. When the Sheriff thrust into Yoochun, Jaejoong’s cock breached the ring of muscle. When he was fully seated, the trio stilled. Their panting breaths echoed in the quiet room.
Using Yoochun’s imprisoned arms for leverage from his kneeling position, Jaejoong pulled out and thrust back into Yoochun. The dual sensation of friction from Changmin’s cock and the grip of Yoochun’s walls had Jaejoong breaking out in a sweat as he fought the urge to pound into Yoochun.
Both cocks moved in and out of him in a slow, agonizing rhythm; driving Yoochun closer to the edge of his release, but not close enough. “More, goddamit, more. Faster, harder. I need more.” He cried out in frustration. Yoochun’s words were the permission his two lovers had been waiting for to lose control. Changmin and Jaejoong’s thrusts increased in strength and speed.
Jaejoong released Yoochun’s wrists, and wrapped his arms around Yoochun’s torso and pressed up as close as he could to the younger man; as if their point of joining wasn’t bringing them close enough. Changmin followed Jaejoong’s move almost instinctively and sat up, so that Yoochun was pressed between his two lovers. Their sweat slicked bodies glided along each other with every thrust, making their skin tingle at the contact. Jaejoong took hold of Yoochun’s bobbing length and stroked it mercilessly as he pushed into the teen’s hot body and Changmin pulled the teen down onto the pair of cocks.
The sensations were so overwhelming that Yoochun forgot about everything; Yunho, the trial, Seung-Heon, the brothel, even himself. All he could remember, all he knew at that moment was that he was loved unconditionally by the two greatest stars in the universe. With that final thought, Yoochun came violently; his seed exploding over Jaejoong’s hand and onto Changmin’s chest. The spasms of his stretched walls tightening as the now twitching cocks continued to move in and out of his relaxed body brought his lovers to their own end and they released their hot seed inside of Yoochun.
The last thing Yoochun remembered before drifting off into the welcoming darkness of a well-needed sleep was the blinding, bright smiles and the warmth radiating from the stars as they laid him down and held him securely in their arms.
A/N: Just to clear things up, Yoochun was upset because, though he is happy that Yunho is dead and that he killed him, he is angry at himself because death seems too good for Yunho as a punishment. Also, he is afraid that because he was happy when Yunho died that he is starting to enjoy killing and is essentially becoming like Yunho. All these conflicting emotions have Yoochun confused and in scared so he just wants to be comforted and distracted by his two boyfriends. I hope this helps if anyone was confused ^^
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