Satisfaction
Title: Satisfaction
Beta: gaypop
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Humor
Summary: Jaejoong dealt with jealousy a bit differently than everyone else.
Spin off and a somewhat continuation to Alluring Distractions. ^__^
Jaejoong came back from the café and stopped in his tracks as soon as he’d noticed Yunho with a woman. She was sitting close to him, and Jaejoong watched irritably as she scooted closer and placed her hand on his lap.
The only satisfaction he got was when Yunho gently pushed her hand away and scooted away from her.
He walked over to them and immediately sat himself in the small gap between the two of them. He ignored the woman’s sound of irritation and turned to Yunho with an innocent smile on his face as he handed him his coffee, “Here you go.”
“Thanks baby,” Yunho murmured before he leaned forward to glance at their companion, “Siyeon, this is Jaejoong. Jaejoong, this is Siyeon, and I’ll be modeling with her today.”
Jaejoong flicked his eyes towards her and faked a smile, “It’s nice to meet you.”
“I’ve seen some of your work,” Siyeon said as she shook Jaejoong’s hand. Her smile stretched wider, “It must be good for you to learn about acting from such a talented senior like Yunho. I’m sure he helped you out a lot with your acting.”
Jaejoong’s smile faltered, and he gripped her hand a little tighter, “Well, Yunho has a way of rubbing off positively on everyone he meets.”
“He does,” Siyeon replied enthusiastically before she pulled her hand out of Jaejoong’s grasp so that she could place it on Yunho’s shoulder, “I think you and I should go dress up now.”
“I’ll stay with Jaejoong for a bit,” Yunho said as he held up his drink, “I wouldn’t want the coffee he got me to go to waste.”
“Well, okay then,” Siyeon replied before she left the couch. Jaejoong watched her walk away, and as soon as she was out of the waiting room, he turned to Yunho with a frown on his face.
“Who does she think she is?”
Yunho took a sip of his drink and leaned back into the couch, “She thinks she’s a pretty girl, and she is one,” he replied calmly, “You’re not used to dealing with people like her?”
“I am, but I’m not used to people like her hitting on you,” Jaejoong shot back before he leaned to take a sip of Yunho’s drink. He licked his lips, “Can’t she notice that you’re not interested?”
“Don’t get worked up about it baby,” Yunho said as he tucked back a strand of Jaejoong’s hair kindly, “No one is as persistent and as lovely as you.” He laughed at the blank expression on Jaejoong’s face, “Cheer up.”
“I still don’t see why you couldn’t have faked sick today,” Jaejoong muttered glumly as he let Yunho pull him close, “It’s not often that I get days off.”
“It wouldn’t be professional for me to just suddenly pull out,” Yunho said as he kissed Jaejoong’s jaw. He continued to leave kisses on Jaejoong’s neck and murmured, “Besides, we are going out for dinner later in that fancy Japanese place you like.”
Jaejoong clambered over Yunho and set himself on the older man’s lap. He placed his arms on Yunho’s shoulders and smiled, “I think I love you a lot,” he whispered, the words tumbling out of his mouth shyly.
It had been only a month since Yunho had first openly said the words to him, but Jaejoong still felt shy about speaking them aloud. It made things even more intimate between the two of them, and he’d never said the words to a boyfriend before.
“I love you too baby,” Yunho replied with a smile. He kissed Jaejoong affectionately before he pulled away and set his hands on the younger man’s waist. “I wish I could take you back to my place -“
The door to the room opened, and Heechul frowned at them, “Yunho, quit molesting that poor boy and get dressed. We have to start the shoot soon.”
Yunho glared before he groaned and buried his face into Jaejoong’s chest, “I’m not molesting him.”
“Yeah, sure, whatever,” Heechul remarked as he turned around to exit the room, “Just don’t come crawling back to me when the police arrest you for being a pedophile.”
Jaejoong began to laugh, and Heechul shot Jaejoong a look, “Princess, I know Yunho fulfills that hot older man position in your life, but get off him and sit your ass back down on that sofa for five minutes so that he can get dressed. We have a schedule to follow.”
This time, both of them were glaring at Heechul as he exited the room.
o-o-o
Jiwon glanced at Jaejoong, “Uhm…”
“Heechul’s such a bitch,” Jaejoong growled darkly as he watched Siyeon prance onto set in a tight fitting red dress, “He told me they’d be shooting separately, and seriously, was the designer of that dress short on fabric? Is that even a dress?”
Jiwon chuckled, “Just relax Jaejoong.”
Yunho walked onto set and smiled at Jaejoong before he made his way over to Siyeon. She flashed a bright smile at him and turned around, “Yunho, is it okay if you zip up my dress?”
“The slut,” Jaejoong hissed, “Yunho better not -“
The cup of iced coffee in his hand nearly got crushed due to how tightly Jaejoong gripped it when he watched Yunho zip up Siyeon’s dress. Jiwon laughed at the younger man’s facial expression, “I’m sure he’s done that for his sister before.”
“I’m sure his sister wasn’t dressed like a slut.”
“Don’t be harsh -“
“Why is she pushing her plastic melons up against Yunho like that?”
“Jaejoong!”
“Siyeon, could you straddle Yunho on the sofa please?” Heechul asked, his voice ringing clear throughout the room. He glanced at Jaejoong with a smirk before he turned his eyes back to the pair, “Get on top of him.”
Jaejoong watched as Siyeon walked over to Yunho and practically fell on top of him. He gripped the arm of his chair tightly, and he glared as Siyeon squeezed and touched Yunho more than was actually necessary, giggling flirtatiously the whole time.
Heechul took a couple of shots of them, and just as Siyeon moved to another position; she almost slipped off of Yunho. On impulse, she reached for Yunho’s shirt, and there was a loud tearing noise as both models tumbled onto the floor.
“Could you be any less graceful? A one-legged swan would probably do better than you!” Heechul snapped as he approached his models to inspect the damage done, Jaejoong following closely behind him.
There was a large tear on Yunho’s shirt, and Jaejoong’s blood pressure rose further as he noticed Siyeon holding her hand out so that Yunho could help her up. Before Yunho could even reach her, Jaejoong came between them.
“I think you should change your shirt,” he suggested before he took hold of Yunho by the wrist and led him out the room fuming.
o-o-o
As soon as they were inside his dressing room, Yunho slid out of his shirt and tossed it onto a rack. He crossed his arms, and he watched as Jaejoong paced the room restlessly, “Baby…”
“You need to get a new shirt -“
“This isn’t about the shirt, is it?” Yunho crossed the distance between them and pulled Jaejoong into his arms. He rested his chin on the younger man’s shoulder and squeezed him tightly, “Baby…”
Jaejoong’s eyes fluttered shut, and he relished the feeling of Yunho’s body against his. He leaned back, “I’m jealous and pissed that she’s been flirting with you, and I don’t get why Heechul’s being such a bitch today.”
“He’s always a bitch,” Yunho murmured as he turned Jaejoong around so that he could look at his face. He smoothed back Jaejoong’s hair and smiled at him, “I don’t -“
Jaejoong kissed him roughly, and he pushed his tongue into Yunho’s mouth. He gripped his older lover tightly, and they moved across the room until Yunho’s back was pushed against the door. He broke their kiss for a few seconds to lock the door, and after shooting Yunho a wicked smirk, he dropped to his knees.
“Jaejoong -“
“I’ll show her,” Jaejoong growled as he unbuckled Yunho’s pants and pulled them down easily. He cupped Yunho’s arousal through his boxers before he pulled those down as well, and as soon as he’d freed Yunho’s erection, he looked up, “Only I can make you hard like this, right?”
He needed re-assurance that Yunho belonged solely to him.
“Baby -“
Jaejoong licked the tip of Yunho’s dick and sucked it, his hand stroking the base. Yunho groaned and gripped his hair tightly, and Jaejoong opened his throat to slowly take more of Yunho into his mouth.
“Fuck, baby,” Yunho groaned as he bucked slightly into Jaejoong’s mouth, desperate for more, “Shit, stop.”
Jaejoong moved further until he had the entirety of Yunho’s erection into his mouth, his nose pressed against the pubic hair at the base of Yunho’s dick. Yunho bucked against him, but Jaejoong’s hands kept him firmly pressed against the door.
He sucked and swallowed, and Jaejoong felt his jeans tighten due to the sounds of Yunho’s stifled moans and audible noises of his actions. Yunho pulled at his hair, but Jaejoong refused to pull away.
He persistently sucked and licked, and the sounds of Yunho moaning his name made him wish that he’d thought of removing his pants beforehand. Yunho was close, and after a few more sucks, Yunho came in his mouth.
Jaejoong swallowed most of it, but some of it dribbled past his lips. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, Yunho pulled him up and slammed him against the door.
“This is unprofessional,” Yunho growled as he pushed Jaejoong’s pants down. He cupped Jaejoong’s erection and bit at his neck roughly. He sucked and bit at the patch of skin, and when he pulled away, his eyes were dark.
“I’m sorry for being bad,” Jaejoong whispered breathlessly as he ran his hands through Yunho’s hair and rocked his hips against his, “It’s hard for me you know,” he squeezed his lover’s ass, “To see you with someone else in such an intimate setting.”
“You’re not really sorry, are you?” Yunho growled as he pushed Jaejoong’s boxers down and cupped his erection, “Baby, tell me what you want.”
“It might be unprofessional for me to ask,” Jaejoong teased with a smirk as he hooked his arms around Yunho’s neck, “How can I say please fuck me in a better way?” He grinned before he leaned forward and sucked at Yunho’s cheek roughly before he drew the skin into his mouth.
“Fuck.”
There was a slight bang as Yunho knocked Jaejoong against the door, “I don’t have lube,” Yunho hissed, “What are we going to -“ he paused, and he left Jaejoong at the door before he retrieved something off the vanity table.
“Turn around.”
Jaejoong felt his heart beat faster in his chest, and he immediately turned around. He placed his palms on the door, and he let out a pained groan as soon as he felt a slicked finger enter him.
“What the fuck is that?” he growled as he pressed his forehead against the door. He clenched his fists and moaned as Yunho inserted another finger and began to scissor him open wider, “Fuck Yunho, what is that?”
“It’s oil,” Yunho hissed into his ear, “It was supposed to be for the shoot.” He pressed a third finger and moved it around before he withdrew all of his fingers and squeezed Jaejoong’s ass.”Tell me baby, what are you trying to prove to me?”
Jaejoong’s eyes fluttered shut, and he breathed out heavily, “I want to prove that I own you just as much as you own me.”
Yunho pressed his cock against Jaejoong’s entrance, “I think there was more to what you’re trying to show me,” he drew Jaejoong’s earlobe into his mouth and sucked briefly before he let go, “Were you jealous? Did you think I would fall for Siyeon’s flirtatious smiles and giggles?”
Jaejoong blushed and pushed back against Yunho, “Yes I was jealous, but I didn’t think you’d fall for her. I wanted to be the one on your lap, and fuck, Yunho, I was so jealous that she kept touching you -“
Yunho thrust deeply into him, and Jaejoong cried out. Firm hands settled at his waist, and Jaejoong thrust back against Yunho each time he slammed deeper inside of him. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, and Jaejoong couldn’t even bring himself to think about the fact Yunho was probably needed back on set.
Yunho’s hands ran all over his body, and as soon as Yunho began to stroke him, Jaejoong’s mind completely blanked out and could only register the amount of pleasure he was feeling. Beads of sweat rolled down his back, and he let out a moan when Yunho clamped his mouth on the back of his neck and teethed at the skin.
After a couple more sharp thrusts, Jaejoong couldn’t hold himself back and came. He moaned as Yunho refused to stop thrusting into him, still seeking his own release, and each thrust had him moaning against the door, urging Yunho to come already.
When Yunho came, he sagged against Jaejoong and breathed against the damp skin of his back while his arms drew his smaller lover close. He turned Jaejoong around and kissed him gently before he pressed their foreheads together.
“You do realize I’m screwed, right?” Yunho asked as Jaejoong ran his hands through Yunho’s hair. He sighed and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his lover’s lips, “I have to get back on set.”
“I know.”
“I love you,” Yunho murmured as he drew Jaejoong into his arms, “Fuck baby, this can’t happen again or I’ll never get hired by anyone -“
There was a sharp knock on the door, and the lovers froze.
“Jung Yunho, get the fuck back out here,” Heechul growled, “Sorry to ruin your precious post-sex afterglow, but we have a fucking schedule to follow, and tell your child lover to behave himself or I’m giving him a permanent time out.”
o-o-o
“Jesus Christ Jaejoong, were you literally eating his face?” Jiwon snapped as she plopped onto her seat next to the young actor, “That bruise on Yunho’s cheek was huge, and stop looking so satisfied because it makes me want to smack you.”
Jaejoong winced as he sat down, and his gaze flicked over to Yunho, who was sitting down on the same couch from earlier. His hair looked even better mussed and somewhat wild than it had previously - no doubt a result of him running his hands through it endlessly only minutes prior - and as someone made a passing comment about it, he smirked behind his hand.
Heechul paced around set and when he noticed that Siyeon was absent, he looked absolutely livid, “Where is Siyeon? I told her to get her ass back on set minutes ago! It’s her fault for this delay anyway, and it’s her fault for giving the bunnies time to fuck.”
“Heechul, stop it,” Yunho groaned as his face heat up with embarrassment, “We didn’t do anything -“
“Spout your lies to someone who believes it,” Heechul snapped as he ordered his terrified staff members to find Siyeon. He crossed his arms and huffed, “Where is that girl? Is she stuffing her bra or something? I still can’t believe how clueless she is.”
Siyeon stumbled on set with the assistants following behind, and Heechul berated her for her tardiness before he demanded for her to take her place over at Yunho’s side. As soon as they were next to each other, Siyeon glanced at Yunho.
“What happened to your cheek?” she asked, her eyes wide. She reached over to touch it, “Did the fall earlier cause that to happen? I didn’t -“
Heechul pulled himself away from the camera, “No, Jaejoong happened, that’s what. Now can we please get back to working because in case both of you have forgotten, we have a schedule, and -“
One of his assistants went over to him and whispered a few things in his ear. Heechul’s eyes widened, and he glanced at the back of the set where a Chinese man was leaning next to the doorframe with a smile on his face.
Jaejoong narrowed his eyes and tried to recognize the man, but he couldn’t place a name to him although he looked familiar.
“Wait, let’s take a break for five minutes!” Heechul shouted before he left the set and immediately whisked away the Chinese man off set.
Jaejoong turned to Jiwon, “Who was -“
“That’s Heechul’s boyfriend,” Yunho whispered into Jaejoong’s ear as he wrapped his arms around his body, “He’s a photojournalist, and he’s been away for a while which is why Heechul can be very bitchy.”
“Heechul’s always bitchy,” Jaejoong murmured with a smile as turned his head to look at Yunho.
Yunho chuckled, “That’s true.” He glanced at the doorway, “He’s probably enjoying himself a lot at the moment though.”
“How about we -“
“No,” Yunho shot down, pulling his arms away from Jaejoong and crossing them in front of his chest, “You’ll have to wait until we get home -“
“But if Heechul’s busy -“
“No.”
Jaejoong pouted, “You’re just too old to go for another round.”
Yunho shook his head and laughed, “You’re just too young and hormonal.”
“Well, I think the fact you were -“
Jiwon clamped her hands over her ears and glared at the two of them, “Both of you, just shut up. I do not want to be tainted any further, and please, call me when you’re done discussing your sex lives.”
She walked away, and as soon as she was gone, Jaejoong opened his mouth to say something.
“So, now that Jiwon’s gone, do you want to -“
“No.”
Author’s Note: ^__^ Did you guys all like it? Hahaha. Thank you so much guys for all your support, and thank you for all the comments! <3
Beta: gaypop
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Humor
Summary: Jaejoong dealt with jealousy a bit differently than everyone else.
Spin off and a somewhat continuation to Alluring Distractions. ^__^
Jaejoong came back from the café and stopped in his tracks as soon as he’d noticed Yunho with a woman. She was sitting close to him, and Jaejoong watched irritably as she scooted closer and placed her hand on his lap.
The only satisfaction he got was when Yunho gently pushed her hand away and scooted away from her.
He walked over to them and immediately sat himself in the small gap between the two of them. He ignored the woman’s sound of irritation and turned to Yunho with an innocent smile on his face as he handed him his coffee, “Here you go.”
“Thanks baby,” Yunho murmured before he leaned forward to glance at their companion, “Siyeon, this is Jaejoong. Jaejoong, this is Siyeon, and I’ll be modeling with her today.”
Jaejoong flicked his eyes towards her and faked a smile, “It’s nice to meet you.”
“I’ve seen some of your work,” Siyeon said as she shook Jaejoong’s hand. Her smile stretched wider, “It must be good for you to learn about acting from such a talented senior like Yunho. I’m sure he helped you out a lot with your acting.”
Jaejoong’s smile faltered, and he gripped her hand a little tighter, “Well, Yunho has a way of rubbing off positively on everyone he meets.”
“He does,” Siyeon replied enthusiastically before she pulled her hand out of Jaejoong’s grasp so that she could place it on Yunho’s shoulder, “I think you and I should go dress up now.”
“I’ll stay with Jaejoong for a bit,” Yunho said as he held up his drink, “I wouldn’t want the coffee he got me to go to waste.”
“Well, okay then,” Siyeon replied before she left the couch. Jaejoong watched her walk away, and as soon as she was out of the waiting room, he turned to Yunho with a frown on his face.
“Who does she think she is?”
Yunho took a sip of his drink and leaned back into the couch, “She thinks she’s a pretty girl, and she is one,” he replied calmly, “You’re not used to dealing with people like her?”
“I am, but I’m not used to people like her hitting on you,” Jaejoong shot back before he leaned to take a sip of Yunho’s drink. He licked his lips, “Can’t she notice that you’re not interested?”
“Don’t get worked up about it baby,” Yunho said as he tucked back a strand of Jaejoong’s hair kindly, “No one is as persistent and as lovely as you.” He laughed at the blank expression on Jaejoong’s face, “Cheer up.”
“I still don’t see why you couldn’t have faked sick today,” Jaejoong muttered glumly as he let Yunho pull him close, “It’s not often that I get days off.”
“It wouldn’t be professional for me to just suddenly pull out,” Yunho said as he kissed Jaejoong’s jaw. He continued to leave kisses on Jaejoong’s neck and murmured, “Besides, we are going out for dinner later in that fancy Japanese place you like.”
Jaejoong clambered over Yunho and set himself on the older man’s lap. He placed his arms on Yunho’s shoulders and smiled, “I think I love you a lot,” he whispered, the words tumbling out of his mouth shyly.
It had been only a month since Yunho had first openly said the words to him, but Jaejoong still felt shy about speaking them aloud. It made things even more intimate between the two of them, and he’d never said the words to a boyfriend before.
“I love you too baby,” Yunho replied with a smile. He kissed Jaejoong affectionately before he pulled away and set his hands on the younger man’s waist. “I wish I could take you back to my place -“
The door to the room opened, and Heechul frowned at them, “Yunho, quit molesting that poor boy and get dressed. We have to start the shoot soon.”
Yunho glared before he groaned and buried his face into Jaejoong’s chest, “I’m not molesting him.”
“Yeah, sure, whatever,” Heechul remarked as he turned around to exit the room, “Just don’t come crawling back to me when the police arrest you for being a pedophile.”
Jaejoong began to laugh, and Heechul shot Jaejoong a look, “Princess, I know Yunho fulfills that hot older man position in your life, but get off him and sit your ass back down on that sofa for five minutes so that he can get dressed. We have a schedule to follow.”
This time, both of them were glaring at Heechul as he exited the room.
o-o-o
Jiwon glanced at Jaejoong, “Uhm…”
“Heechul’s such a bitch,” Jaejoong growled darkly as he watched Siyeon prance onto set in a tight fitting red dress, “He told me they’d be shooting separately, and seriously, was the designer of that dress short on fabric? Is that even a dress?”
Jiwon chuckled, “Just relax Jaejoong.”
Yunho walked onto set and smiled at Jaejoong before he made his way over to Siyeon. She flashed a bright smile at him and turned around, “Yunho, is it okay if you zip up my dress?”
“The slut,” Jaejoong hissed, “Yunho better not -“
The cup of iced coffee in his hand nearly got crushed due to how tightly Jaejoong gripped it when he watched Yunho zip up Siyeon’s dress. Jiwon laughed at the younger man’s facial expression, “I’m sure he’s done that for his sister before.”
“I’m sure his sister wasn’t dressed like a slut.”
“Don’t be harsh -“
“Why is she pushing her plastic melons up against Yunho like that?”
“Jaejoong!”
“Siyeon, could you straddle Yunho on the sofa please?” Heechul asked, his voice ringing clear throughout the room. He glanced at Jaejoong with a smirk before he turned his eyes back to the pair, “Get on top of him.”
Jaejoong watched as Siyeon walked over to Yunho and practically fell on top of him. He gripped the arm of his chair tightly, and he glared as Siyeon squeezed and touched Yunho more than was actually necessary, giggling flirtatiously the whole time.
Heechul took a couple of shots of them, and just as Siyeon moved to another position; she almost slipped off of Yunho. On impulse, she reached for Yunho’s shirt, and there was a loud tearing noise as both models tumbled onto the floor.
“Could you be any less graceful? A one-legged swan would probably do better than you!” Heechul snapped as he approached his models to inspect the damage done, Jaejoong following closely behind him.
There was a large tear on Yunho’s shirt, and Jaejoong’s blood pressure rose further as he noticed Siyeon holding her hand out so that Yunho could help her up. Before Yunho could even reach her, Jaejoong came between them.
“I think you should change your shirt,” he suggested before he took hold of Yunho by the wrist and led him out the room fuming.
o-o-o
As soon as they were inside his dressing room, Yunho slid out of his shirt and tossed it onto a rack. He crossed his arms, and he watched as Jaejoong paced the room restlessly, “Baby…”
“You need to get a new shirt -“
“This isn’t about the shirt, is it?” Yunho crossed the distance between them and pulled Jaejoong into his arms. He rested his chin on the younger man’s shoulder and squeezed him tightly, “Baby…”
Jaejoong’s eyes fluttered shut, and he relished the feeling of Yunho’s body against his. He leaned back, “I’m jealous and pissed that she’s been flirting with you, and I don’t get why Heechul’s being such a bitch today.”
“He’s always a bitch,” Yunho murmured as he turned Jaejoong around so that he could look at his face. He smoothed back Jaejoong’s hair and smiled at him, “I don’t -“
Jaejoong kissed him roughly, and he pushed his tongue into Yunho’s mouth. He gripped his older lover tightly, and they moved across the room until Yunho’s back was pushed against the door. He broke their kiss for a few seconds to lock the door, and after shooting Yunho a wicked smirk, he dropped to his knees.
“Jaejoong -“
“I’ll show her,” Jaejoong growled as he unbuckled Yunho’s pants and pulled them down easily. He cupped Yunho’s arousal through his boxers before he pulled those down as well, and as soon as he’d freed Yunho’s erection, he looked up, “Only I can make you hard like this, right?”
He needed re-assurance that Yunho belonged solely to him.
“Baby -“
Jaejoong licked the tip of Yunho’s dick and sucked it, his hand stroking the base. Yunho groaned and gripped his hair tightly, and Jaejoong opened his throat to slowly take more of Yunho into his mouth.
“Fuck, baby,” Yunho groaned as he bucked slightly into Jaejoong’s mouth, desperate for more, “Shit, stop.”
Jaejoong moved further until he had the entirety of Yunho’s erection into his mouth, his nose pressed against the pubic hair at the base of Yunho’s dick. Yunho bucked against him, but Jaejoong’s hands kept him firmly pressed against the door.
He sucked and swallowed, and Jaejoong felt his jeans tighten due to the sounds of Yunho’s stifled moans and audible noises of his actions. Yunho pulled at his hair, but Jaejoong refused to pull away.
He persistently sucked and licked, and the sounds of Yunho moaning his name made him wish that he’d thought of removing his pants beforehand. Yunho was close, and after a few more sucks, Yunho came in his mouth.
Jaejoong swallowed most of it, but some of it dribbled past his lips. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, Yunho pulled him up and slammed him against the door.
“This is unprofessional,” Yunho growled as he pushed Jaejoong’s pants down. He cupped Jaejoong’s erection and bit at his neck roughly. He sucked and bit at the patch of skin, and when he pulled away, his eyes were dark.
“I’m sorry for being bad,” Jaejoong whispered breathlessly as he ran his hands through Yunho’s hair and rocked his hips against his, “It’s hard for me you know,” he squeezed his lover’s ass, “To see you with someone else in such an intimate setting.”
“You’re not really sorry, are you?” Yunho growled as he pushed Jaejoong’s boxers down and cupped his erection, “Baby, tell me what you want.”
“It might be unprofessional for me to ask,” Jaejoong teased with a smirk as he hooked his arms around Yunho’s neck, “How can I say please fuck me in a better way?” He grinned before he leaned forward and sucked at Yunho’s cheek roughly before he drew the skin into his mouth.
“Fuck.”
There was a slight bang as Yunho knocked Jaejoong against the door, “I don’t have lube,” Yunho hissed, “What are we going to -“ he paused, and he left Jaejoong at the door before he retrieved something off the vanity table.
“Turn around.”
Jaejoong felt his heart beat faster in his chest, and he immediately turned around. He placed his palms on the door, and he let out a pained groan as soon as he felt a slicked finger enter him.
“What the fuck is that?” he growled as he pressed his forehead against the door. He clenched his fists and moaned as Yunho inserted another finger and began to scissor him open wider, “Fuck Yunho, what is that?”
“It’s oil,” Yunho hissed into his ear, “It was supposed to be for the shoot.” He pressed a third finger and moved it around before he withdrew all of his fingers and squeezed Jaejoong’s ass.”Tell me baby, what are you trying to prove to me?”
Jaejoong’s eyes fluttered shut, and he breathed out heavily, “I want to prove that I own you just as much as you own me.”
Yunho pressed his cock against Jaejoong’s entrance, “I think there was more to what you’re trying to show me,” he drew Jaejoong’s earlobe into his mouth and sucked briefly before he let go, “Were you jealous? Did you think I would fall for Siyeon’s flirtatious smiles and giggles?”
Jaejoong blushed and pushed back against Yunho, “Yes I was jealous, but I didn’t think you’d fall for her. I wanted to be the one on your lap, and fuck, Yunho, I was so jealous that she kept touching you -“
Yunho thrust deeply into him, and Jaejoong cried out. Firm hands settled at his waist, and Jaejoong thrust back against Yunho each time he slammed deeper inside of him. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, and Jaejoong couldn’t even bring himself to think about the fact Yunho was probably needed back on set.
Yunho’s hands ran all over his body, and as soon as Yunho began to stroke him, Jaejoong’s mind completely blanked out and could only register the amount of pleasure he was feeling. Beads of sweat rolled down his back, and he let out a moan when Yunho clamped his mouth on the back of his neck and teethed at the skin.
After a couple more sharp thrusts, Jaejoong couldn’t hold himself back and came. He moaned as Yunho refused to stop thrusting into him, still seeking his own release, and each thrust had him moaning against the door, urging Yunho to come already.
When Yunho came, he sagged against Jaejoong and breathed against the damp skin of his back while his arms drew his smaller lover close. He turned Jaejoong around and kissed him gently before he pressed their foreheads together.
“You do realize I’m screwed, right?” Yunho asked as Jaejoong ran his hands through Yunho’s hair. He sighed and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his lover’s lips, “I have to get back on set.”
“I know.”
“I love you,” Yunho murmured as he drew Jaejoong into his arms, “Fuck baby, this can’t happen again or I’ll never get hired by anyone -“
There was a sharp knock on the door, and the lovers froze.
“Jung Yunho, get the fuck back out here,” Heechul growled, “Sorry to ruin your precious post-sex afterglow, but we have a fucking schedule to follow, and tell your child lover to behave himself or I’m giving him a permanent time out.”
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“Jesus Christ Jaejoong, were you literally eating his face?” Jiwon snapped as she plopped onto her seat next to the young actor, “That bruise on Yunho’s cheek was huge, and stop looking so satisfied because it makes me want to smack you.”
Jaejoong winced as he sat down, and his gaze flicked over to Yunho, who was sitting down on the same couch from earlier. His hair looked even better mussed and somewhat wild than it had previously - no doubt a result of him running his hands through it endlessly only minutes prior - and as someone made a passing comment about it, he smirked behind his hand.
Heechul paced around set and when he noticed that Siyeon was absent, he looked absolutely livid, “Where is Siyeon? I told her to get her ass back on set minutes ago! It’s her fault for this delay anyway, and it’s her fault for giving the bunnies time to fuck.”
“Heechul, stop it,” Yunho groaned as his face heat up with embarrassment, “We didn’t do anything -“
“Spout your lies to someone who believes it,” Heechul snapped as he ordered his terrified staff members to find Siyeon. He crossed his arms and huffed, “Where is that girl? Is she stuffing her bra or something? I still can’t believe how clueless she is.”
Siyeon stumbled on set with the assistants following behind, and Heechul berated her for her tardiness before he demanded for her to take her place over at Yunho’s side. As soon as they were next to each other, Siyeon glanced at Yunho.
“What happened to your cheek?” she asked, her eyes wide. She reached over to touch it, “Did the fall earlier cause that to happen? I didn’t -“
Heechul pulled himself away from the camera, “No, Jaejoong happened, that’s what. Now can we please get back to working because in case both of you have forgotten, we have a schedule, and -“
One of his assistants went over to him and whispered a few things in his ear. Heechul’s eyes widened, and he glanced at the back of the set where a Chinese man was leaning next to the doorframe with a smile on his face.
Jaejoong narrowed his eyes and tried to recognize the man, but he couldn’t place a name to him although he looked familiar.
“Wait, let’s take a break for five minutes!” Heechul shouted before he left the set and immediately whisked away the Chinese man off set.
Jaejoong turned to Jiwon, “Who was -“
“That’s Heechul’s boyfriend,” Yunho whispered into Jaejoong’s ear as he wrapped his arms around his body, “He’s a photojournalist, and he’s been away for a while which is why Heechul can be very bitchy.”
“Heechul’s always bitchy,” Jaejoong murmured with a smile as turned his head to look at Yunho.
Yunho chuckled, “That’s true.” He glanced at the doorway, “He’s probably enjoying himself a lot at the moment though.”
“How about we -“
“No,” Yunho shot down, pulling his arms away from Jaejoong and crossing them in front of his chest, “You’ll have to wait until we get home -“
“But if Heechul’s busy -“
“No.”
Jaejoong pouted, “You’re just too old to go for another round.”
Yunho shook his head and laughed, “You’re just too young and hormonal.”
“Well, I think the fact you were -“
Jiwon clamped her hands over her ears and glared at the two of them, “Both of you, just shut up. I do not want to be tainted any further, and please, call me when you’re done discussing your sex lives.”
She walked away, and as soon as she was gone, Jaejoong opened his mouth to say something.
“So, now that Jiwon’s gone, do you want to -“
“No.”
Author’s Note: ^__^ Did you guys all like it? Hahaha. Thank you so much guys for all your support, and thank you for all the comments! <3