A Learning Process [13B/?]
Title: A Learning Process
Beta: causticaria
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: PG-13 (NC-17 for this chapter)
Genre: Romance, Humor
Summary: Jung Yunho was supposed to be the mysterious, indifferent, student council president. While he’d never stolen any minute of Kim Jaejoong’s attention before, he certainly was now.
He’d never once doubted Yoochun’s abilities at throwing parties, and as Jaejoong made his way across the room, he knew that his good faith had not gone to waste. The music was blaring loudly throughout the club, people were moving to the beat, and liquor was being consumed at a rapid pace.
It was a phenomenal party, but he needed to find Yunho before he could fully enjoy it. He’d somehow lost his boyfriend in the sea of people, and it was anything but an easy task to find him.
A hand pulled at his wrist, and just before Jaejoong was about to hit the person who’d intruded on his personal space, he recognized the person to be Yoochun.
Yoochun grinned wickedly and handed Jaejoong a drink, “Yunho’s looking for you dear.”
Jaejoong took the drink from Yoochun and followed his best friend to where his boyfriend was. He was seated next to Changmin, and Jaejoong took it upon himself to slide into the free space next to Yunho.
“You look good with a crown,” Yoochun remarked as he took a sip of his drink, “It suits you in some weird way.”
Yunho shrugged and leaned further into the seat before he casually draped his arm over Jaejoong’s shoulders, “I didn’t want to wear it, but Taecyeon and some of the other guys insisted that I wear it.”
“Are all the people here from our school?” Changmin questioned after he’d finished his drink. He glanced at Yoochun, “I don’t recognize some of them…”
Yoochun shook his head, “Nope. I just invited pretty much anyone. It’s no fun to have such a small pool of people - the more the merrier. So Changmin, do you dance -“
“No, but even if I did, I wouldn’t dance with you Park.”
“That stings -“
Jaejoong grinned at Yunho and slipped out of the booth to pull at his boyfriend’s wrist. His smile stretched further, “Do you want to dance?” he questioned huskily. He licked his lips and pointed at the crowd, “Please?”
“Why do I have this feeling that this dance won’t be so PG-13?” Changmin said aloud as he finished the rest of Jaejoong’s drink.
“Because you know me well, and because it won’t be PG-13,” Jaejoong drawled lightheartedly as he pulled Yunho out of the seat and began to lead him to a distant and dark place on the dance floor.
o-o-o
“How many drinks?” Yunho asked as soon as they were in the midst of the swarm of people on the dance floor. Jaejoong pulled him closer by one of the loops in his jeans, and he grinned innocently.
“Six, two beers, three shots, then that drink Yoochun brought over,” Jaejoong listed casually as he began to grind his hips against Yunho’s, “What about you?”
“I had two shots earlier,” Yunho murmured in reply as he moved against Jaejoong in an absolutely sinful manner. His hand moved slowly to squeeze his boyfriend’s ass and bring him closer, “Don’t get too drunk. I can’t carry you all the way back to the hotel room.”
“But you can carry me to our bed later, right?” Jaejoong flirted as he inched up closer to Yunho in order to leave a feather light kiss on his jaw. He hooked his arms around the taller boy’s neck and grinned, “It’s a fantasy of mine.”
“I have a feeling you’re going to kill me,” Yunho hissed before he unhooked Jaejoong’s arms and led him off the dance floor. They brushed past people, and Jaejoong felt his heart race with excitement as Yunho led him to a dim area.
As soon as they were hidden from preying eyes, Yunho pinned Jaejoong against the wall and kissed him roughly. It felt something like the first time they’d ever kissed, and Jaejoong felt a shiver run up his spine the moment his tongue entangled with Yunho’s.
They could taste the alcohol on each other’s mouths, and Jaejoong carded his fingers through Yunho’s hair, desperate to bring him closer. His heart was pounding in his chest at the thought of someone seeing them, but the moment Yunho moved lower to bite at his neck, he forgot about secrecy and moaned softly.
Jaejoong’s eyes slipped shut, and he grasped at Yunho’s back. He bit hard on his lip to prevent himself from making any more noises, but Yunho nipped at his neck in particularly rough manner, and he let out another moan.
“Stop that,” Jaejoong hissed, “Are you a fucking vampire?”
“Would it turn you on if I said yes?” Yunho shot back as he cupped at Jaejoong’s erection through his jeans, “Actually, I bet it would, seeing as I know you have several cheap vampire romance novels hidden in your bookshelf.”
“They belong to my sisters,” Jaejoong muttered, his face blushing profusely. He licked his lips and glared at Yunho childishly, “But fine, whatever, I like reading them in my free time when I’m really bored.”
He swatted at Yunho’s hand and pulled him close, “Let’s go back to the hotel room now,” he whispered softly into Yunho’s ear, “I want you, I’m ready, I’m ridiculously fucking happy, and I love you - that should be enough to prove to you that I’m okay with us having sex, right?”
“Yeah, it’s more than enough,” Yunho murmured as he held Jaejoong closer. He kissed Jaejoong softly, “Are you going to say bye to Yoochun?”
Jaejoong nodded, “Are you going to say bye to Changmin?”
“Yeah,” Yunho wiped a trace of spit off the corner of Jaejoong’s lip and smiled at him lovingly, “I’ll see you back here in…five minutes?”
Jaejoong kissed Yunho, “Definitely,” he replied before he walked away to look for his beloved, and most likely incredibly drunk, best friend.
o-o-o
Just as Jaejoong thought he’d found Yoochun, someone barreled into him. He awkwardly shifted, and just as he was about to push away the girl, she looked up at him and pulled him closer.
“Oh my God, it’s you Jaejoong!” Ara squeaked as she buried her face into Jaejoong’s chest, “You look so good! So good! Like…really good!”
Jaejoong cringed - she was incredibly drunk.
“You know who else looks good? Yunho…like yum. I bet he has chocolate abs you know? Oh my God, do you want chocolate? I had some chocolate liquor awhile ago. You know what would’ve been fun? Hey wait, why do you smell like…?”
Jaejoong tried to look for anyone to take Ara out of his hands, but no one seemed to be paying attention to her. He grimaced and tried to move away from the dance floor in order to find Yoochun, but his best friend was nowhere to be found.
“Don’t you have any friends?” Jaejoong said irritably as he tried to detach Ara to no avail. He glanced at her, “How many drinks did you have?”
“I lost count after six,” Ara said happily as she snuggled against Jaejoong, “You smell really nice…kind of like Yunho.”
Jaejoong raised an eyebrow, “How do you know how Yunho smells like?”
“When we were dancing, he was really close to me silly!” Ara swatted Jaejoong’s chest and began laughing loudly, “You’re so funny Jaejoong! Gosh, do you think Yunho’s still around? I want to dance with him again.”
“Over my dead body -“
“What?”
Jaejoong forced a smile, “Let’s look for your friends, shall we?”
“Oh Jaejoong, your body is like…a wonderland? Oh my God, isn’t that a song -“
“What are you doing with her?”
Jaejoong turned around, and he let out a huge sigh of relief the moment he saw Yunho. He looked at his boyfriend helplessly, “Please, can you find any of her friends? She won’t let go of me. Hey, why isn’t she…the fuck?”
Ara was unconscious.
Yunho gently took her out of Jaejoong’s arms, and he sat down on a nearby couch with her resting against him, “You should look for -“
Jaejoong held Ara and wedged himself between the two of them, “No Yunho, I think you should look for her friends.”
Yunho raised an eyebrow, “Jealous?”
“Of course, always,” Jaejoong muttered, “Now please, go find her friends, or better yet, let’s just leave her -“
Yunho shot him a look, and Jaejoong rolled his eyes, “Whatever. Sure, I did think about leaving her for like five seconds, but I wouldn’t leave her. I’m not heartless.”
“Yeah, and -“
“Oh my God! You found her!”
A couple of Ara’s friends wobbled over, and after apologizing profusely for their friend’s behavior, they scampered off. Yunho chuckled and slung his arm over Jaejoong’s shoulder, “Did you find Yoochun?”
“Nope. Did you find Changmin?”
“Nope.”
They stared at each other in complete silence for a few seconds before Jaejoong spoke up again, “Are you interested in looking for Changmin?”
“Not really. Are you interested in looking for Yoochun?”
“Not really.”
They smiled at each other, and Yunho stood up. He outstretched his hand and his smile widened, “Shall we go?”
“Yes, we shall,” Jaejoong said as he took hold of Yunho’s hand and held it tightly, his heart drumming in anticipation for what was to come next.
o-o-o
The moment they entered the hotel room, Yunho pulled Jaejoong against his body firmly and pressed their mouths together. His kisses were filled with impatience and hunger, and he didn’t seem nervous at all. Their mouths fitted perfectly together, and Jaejoong could still taste the alcohol on Yunho’s tongue. It was absolutely intoxicating, and when Yunho pulled away from him, he gasped for breath.
Just as he was about to speak, he squeaked the moment he no longer felt his feet on the floor. He grasped Yunho tightly, “What the fuck are you -“
All his breath was knocked out of him the moment his back hit the mattress of the bed, he blinked up at Yunho, “What the fuck?”
Yunho kissed his collarbone and whispered back a reply, “You said you wanted me to carry you to bed,” he began working on unbuttoning Jaejoong’s shirt, “So I carried you to bed.”
“You dumped me onto bed,” Jaejoong snapped breathlessly. He felt Yunho’s hands skim along his bare chest, and he pushed Yunho’s hands away, “I think there’s a difference.”
Yunho pulled away and kneeled onto the bed, “So, does that mean we’re stopping?”
“No,” Jaejoong murmured before he sat up and pulled at Yunho’s shirt. As soon as it was off, he stared at his boyfriend’s chest for a few seconds before reaching forward to take a nipple into his mouth. Yunho groaned and buried his fingers into Jaejoong’s hair, pulling at the dark locks each time Jaejoong suck a bit harder.
Jaejoong moved away and pulled off his shirt on his own before tossing it onto the floor. He moved closer to the bed’s headboard and lied down. He smiled nervously at his boyfriend, and Yunho immediately pounced onto him.
Their lips met once again, and Jaejoong traced Yunho’s bottom lip with his tongue before slipping his tongue into his boyfriend’s mouth. Yunho pulled his face even closer, and Jaejoong couldn’t help but respond to each time that Yunho bucked against him.
His body felt incredibly warm, and he could practically feel that he was close to coming despite the fact that he wanted to hold out for a bit longer. Their kisses were frenzied and passionate, and he could hardly think about anything whenever he felt Yunho brush against his painfully tight pants.
Yunho pulled away, and he gasped for air. Jaejoong licked his lips, and Yunho smirked before he moved back in order to unbuckle Jaejoong’s pants. Jaejoong shivered in anticipation, and he lifted up his lower body in order for it to be easier for Yunho to take off everything.
The moment he was naked, Jaejoong blushed hard. It wasn’t the first time he’d been naked in front of Yunho, but that last time he’d been naked in front of him had happened such a long time ago.
“So…”
Yunho’s mouth lowered, and Jaejoong spread his legs nervously. He was getting impossibly harder by the second and as soon as Yunho left a gentle kiss against the base of his dick, he felt himself get painfully stiff.
He bit his lip hard and as soon as he felt Yunho’s tongue slowly run up from the base of his dick to the tip, he moaned loudly and gripped the bed sheets tightly in his hands. He whimpered when Yunho began to suck at the tip while his hands gently gripped and stroked him.
“More,” Jaejoong urged as he reached his hands to grasp at Yunho’s hair. He didn’t care if Yunho couldn’t take all of him into his mouth, or if Yunho was messy, all he wanted was more.
Yunho slowly lowered his head, and he flicked his eyes upward to look at Jaejoong as he moved lower and lower. Jaejoong shivered with pleasure, and he pulled tightly at Yunho’s hair when the other man began to suck him. It felt so much better than he’d imagined, and he had to control himself from bucking into Yunho’s mouth.
“Fuck, fuck,” Jaejoong hissed as he screwed his eyes shut and grasped tightly at Yunho’s hair. He could hear the sounds produced by Yunho sucking him off, and whenever he opened his eyes to see his dick disappearing into his boyfriend’s mouth, he could feel himself get even more turned on.
He was so close, and the fact that Yunho seemed to be doing such a wonderful job had him even more excited. All he could think about was Yunho’s tongue and teeth brushing against his cock, and after a few more sucks, he came into Yunho’s mouth.
Jaejoong breathed heavily, and he felt his cock twitch when he saw his come trickle past Yunho’s lips. Yunho licked his lips, and he lowered his mouth again to lick at Jaejoong’s softened cock before grinning proudly.
“I’m sorry.”
Yunho shook his head and crawled up to kiss his boyfriend, the faint taste of Jaejoong’s come lingering in his mouth, “There’s nothing to be sorry about boo,” he whispered as he began to brush his still clothed erection against Jaejoong.
“Did it taste okay?” Jaejoong questioned softly out of curiosity. It made him blush to know that he’d just kissed Yunho after his boyfriend had just given him a blowjob, but he wanted to ask anyway, and the thought that he could taste himself on Yunho’s tongue made him stiffen just a bit more.
“Not the best thing in the world,” Yunho chuckled before he licked at the corner of Jaejoong’s lips, “But I’ll live. Did you like it?”
“Of course,” Jaejoong whispered before he pushed Yunho onto the bed. He grinned and began to move down in order to unbuckle Yunho’s pants nervously. It took him a bit longer than necessary, but he eventually managed to pull down the rest of Yunho’s clothes anyway.
He glanced back at Yunho, “My turn?”
“It’s a bit hard -“
“Yes, it is hard,” Jaejoong replied jokingly before he reached forward to take hold of Yunho’s erection. He shivered at the sound of Yunho’s moan, and he stroked his boyfriend for a few seconds before he lowered his head to lick at the tip of Yunho’s dick.
It tasted just as Yunho had described it, and Jaejoong blushed for some unknown reason. He glanced up at Yunho before he lowered his head once again to lick at his erection again.
Yunho moaned as he began to lick from the base to the tip, and Jaejoong felt his nerves ease away. He watched Yunho come undone in front of his eyes before he slowly lowered his head to take Yunho into his mouth.
He opened his mouth wider to take in more, and Jaejoong gagged when he felt the tip of Yunho’s dick press against the back of his mouth. He lifted himself up a bit in order to breathe properly before he slowly lowered himself back onto Yunho once again.
“Fuck, boo,” Yunho groaned as soon as Jaejoong had gotten more used to the feeling of having him in his mouth. He buried his hands into Jaejoong’s hair, and Jaejoong began to build up more confidence which made him suck Yunho harder.
He remembered what Yunho had done to him and did his best at imitating it. His teeth grazed against the soft skin, and Jaejoong could feel that Yunho was close to coming. He inhaled deeply and continued to move up and down, all the while hoping that he was pleasuring Yunho as much as he’d pleasured him.
“Baby, fuck, I’m so close,” Yunho hissed, and Jaejoong looked up at him before sucking a bit harder. It didn’t take much longer, and Yunho eventually came into his mouth. Jaejoong tried swallowing most of it, but some of it trickled down his mouth.
He looked up at Yunho and his boyfriend looked back at him. Jaejoong crawled back up to Yunho and snuggled against him, all the while slowly rubbing his erection against the student council president’s body.
Jaejoong began to suck at Yunho’s neck, and Yunho’s hand reached down to squeeze at his ass. His fingers moved closer to his entrance, and Jaejoong moaned when he felt Yunho’s fingers press against it.
“You need to get off me so that I can get the lube,” Yunho murmured, and Jaejoong complied. He sat down, and he watched as Yunho got off the bed to reach into his bag and get some condoms and lube.
When Yunho dumped the things onto the bed, Jaejoong smiled, “Somebody came prepared.”
“I hoped that I would need them,” Yunho replied as Jaejoong got onto his hands and knees, “It’s a good thing that you gave me an occasion to use them.”
Jaejoong blushed and grasped the bed sheets, “I wouldn’t want to disappoint you.”
Yunho covered Jaejoong’s body with his own and kissed Jaejoong’s cheek, “Boo, you can never disappoint me,” he murmured before he covered one of his fingers with lube and slowly pushed it inside Jaejoong’s tight entrance.
Jaejoong winced in pain at the uncomfortable feeling of the intrusion, “It kind of hurts,” he whispered, “But don’t stop, just…just be slower. I need to get used to it.”
“Okay,” Yunho whispered as he slowly began to stretch Jaejoong out, “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry,” Jaejoong breathed out as he relaxed his body, “I think…I think you can put another one in now.”
Yunho slowly inserted another finger, and Jaejoong was happy that it didn’t hurt as much as the first, and in fact, he could feel himself grow more excited. His body was adjusting to the feeling of Yunho’s fingers, and he didn’t need to tell Yunho went to insert a third finger. He began to moan as Yunho’s fingers explored, and he slowly began to thrust back against them.
He breathed heavily, and after a few minutes of Yunho brushing against his sensitive spot, he heard the sound of a condom packet ripping open. His heart pounded in his chest, and Jaejoong shivered in anticipation.
“Wait.”
Yunho paused, “Yes?”
“Can you take the condom off?” he whispered, turning his head to look at Yunho, “I want to…I want to feel you in me without it.”
“Are you sure?”
Jaejoong blushed, but he nodded anyway, “I want to feel all of you.”
The student council president groaned and pulled the condom off, “Fuck, boo, don’t talk like that or else I won’t last very long.” He kissed Jaejoong, and they parted in order for Yunho to focus on what he was about to do.
Yunho’s cock pressed against his opening, and Jaejoong groaned before reaching out to hold onto the bed’s headboard. He relaxed his body, but as Yunho began stretching him out further, he couldn’t help but tense up slightly.
“Fuck, you’re still so tight,” Yunho hissed as he pushed deeper into Jaejoong, his hands gripping Jaejoong’s waist tightly.
Jaejoong groaned as Yunho pushed in deeper. He could feel a faint sort of burning sensation, but it was forgotten as he enjoyed the feeling of Yunho stretching him open slowly. He grasped tightly at the headboard, “Yunho, you’re so big,” he hissed, feeling like there wasn’t an end to how deep Yunho could reach, “Shit, fuck -“
Yunho slapped his ass and Jaejoong moaned. He pushed deeper into Jaejoong, and Yunho leaned over Jaejoong to whisper, “Such a dirty mouth.”
He eventually buried himself to the hilt, and Yunho was still for a few seconds in order for Jaejoong to adjust to him. After a couple had passed, he slowly began to thrust into Jaejoong.
“Faster, please, Yunho, faster -“
Jaejoong moaned loudly as soon as Yunho delivered a particularly sharp thrust, and he grasped the headboard so tightly his knuckles were almost white. His muscles ached as Yunho began to pound into him, but all he could fully register was how good it all felt.
His throat was hoarse from his moaning, and after a few more minutes, he didn’t know how much longer he could last. His knees were shaking slightly, and Jaejoong didn’t want to be clasping onto the headboard for much longer.
“Wait,” Jaejoong whispered, but Yunho didn’t seem to hear him. Yunho thrust in a couple more times, and Jaejoong spoke more loudly as soon as he was able to catch his breath, “I want to be on my back.”
They quickly adjusted their positions, and they both groaned in pleasure when their erections accidentally brushed. As soon as Jaejoong was lying comfortably on his back, Yunho entered him again.
They kissed, but Jaejoong couldn’t keep kissing Yunho. He moaned into his boyfriend’s mouth with each thrust, and he eventually settled for digging his fingers into the tanned skin of Yunho’s back while Yunho sucked roughly at his neck.
His head was dizzy with pleasure, and as Yunho began to hit his sensitive spot in successive thrusts, Jaejoong wrapped his legs around Yunho tighter and moaned even louder than before.
“Fuck, Yunho, I -“
He came and splattered their chests with his release, and Jaejoong mewled as Yunho refused to stop, still desperately seeking his own release. Each thrust made him feel absolutely delirious with pleasure, and as soon as he clenched tightly around Yunho, he came, filling him up to the brim.
They panted heavily for a few seconds before their lips met once again, and they kissed lazily and languidly. Their hands skimmed across one another’s naked bodies, and when Yunho’s limp cock slipped out of his entrance, Jaejoong felt some of his come leak onto his thigh.
“That was fucking amazing,” Jaejoong murmured gracelessly as he nuzzled Yunho and entangled their bodies further. He kissed his boyfriend’s jaw, “It was special and amazing, and I love you.”
Yunho chuckled tiredly and kissed Jaejoong’s forehead, “I love you too, and fuck, I enjoyed it so much.”
They relished each other’s warmth, and Jaejoong looked up at Yunho, “Bath?”
Yunho opened his eyes lazily, “I’m too tired to walk.”
“Me too,” Jaejoong whispered as he inched closer to Yunho, not caring that they were both sticky and covered in sweat, “My ass is going to be so sore in the morning.”
Yunho chuckled and shut his eyes once more, “No regrets though, I hope.”
“None whatsoever,” Jaejoong murmured before he snuggled closer to Yunho and easily drifted off into sleep.
o-o-o
Jaejoong was seated alone at a table when Yoochun and Changmin came over. They both looked noticeably hung over, and Jaejoong noticed the hickey on Yoochun’s neck.
“That looks painful.”
Yoochun sat down and groaned, “You’re one to talk,” he massaged his forehead and took a sip of Jaejoong’s coffee, “I bet you have dozens of hickeys on that neck of yours, but they’re all covered with makeup.”
“I’m prepared,” Jaejoong said casually as he handed a piece of his bacon to Changmin, who was dozing off in his seat.
Changmin accepted the bacon wordlessly and chewed on it with his eyes shut. Yoochun stole a muffin off Jaejoong’s plate, “I’m too fucking tired to walk over to the buffet.”
“Why, what did you do last night?” Jaejoong asked.
“Get wasted.”
“What about the hickey then?”
Yoochun waved off Jaejoong’s question, “I’m more curious about what you did last night. Did you and Yunho…” he studied his best friend, “You look like you’re sitting normally. Changmin! What do you think?”
Changmin opened his eyes lazily and glanced at Jaejoong, “Jaejoong, Yunho’s calling you over at the entrance.”
Jaejoong raised an eyebrow and stood up slowly, and just as soon as he’d gotten off his seat, Yoochun smacked his ass hard. Jaejoong yelped in pain and blushed profusely before he sat back down carefully.
“That fucking hurt,” Jaejoong hissed as he tried to stab Yoochun with a bread knife. He glared at Changmin, “You fucking prick.”
“Somebody’s not a virgin anymore,” Yoochun sang before he stood up, “Changmin, you want to get some food?”
“Yeah, let’s go.”
The two of them left him alone, and just a few minutes after they’d left, Yunho sat down on the chair that Yoochun had been occupying. He looked at Jaejoong and smiled, but Jaejoong frowned at him.
“My ass fucking hurts.”
Yunho chuckled, “It won’t hurt forever.”
Jaejoong rolled his eyes, “Yeah whatever.”
“I packed your things for you,” Yunho said as he reached over to take a piece of bacon off Jaejoong’s plate, “Does that make you happier?”
“A bit.”
“You look lovely this morning -“
“Stop with the bullshit.”
Yunho laughed and Jaejoong couldn’t help but smile at his boyfriend. They grinned at each other like idiots, and Jaejoong ignored the comments about their idiocy that came as soon as Yoochun and Changmin returned.
Despite the pain in his lower body, the endless teasing he’d receive from Changmin and Yoochun, and the embarrassment he’d get when he got home - he was happy. He was deliriously happy, and it was all thanks to one person.
Jung Yunho.
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Beta: causticaria
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: PG-13 (NC-17 for this chapter)
Genre: Romance, Humor
Summary: Jung Yunho was supposed to be the mysterious, indifferent, student council president. While he’d never stolen any minute of Kim Jaejoong’s attention before, he certainly was now.
He’d never once doubted Yoochun’s abilities at throwing parties, and as Jaejoong made his way across the room, he knew that his good faith had not gone to waste. The music was blaring loudly throughout the club, people were moving to the beat, and liquor was being consumed at a rapid pace.
It was a phenomenal party, but he needed to find Yunho before he could fully enjoy it. He’d somehow lost his boyfriend in the sea of people, and it was anything but an easy task to find him.
A hand pulled at his wrist, and just before Jaejoong was about to hit the person who’d intruded on his personal space, he recognized the person to be Yoochun.
Yoochun grinned wickedly and handed Jaejoong a drink, “Yunho’s looking for you dear.”
Jaejoong took the drink from Yoochun and followed his best friend to where his boyfriend was. He was seated next to Changmin, and Jaejoong took it upon himself to slide into the free space next to Yunho.
“You look good with a crown,” Yoochun remarked as he took a sip of his drink, “It suits you in some weird way.”
Yunho shrugged and leaned further into the seat before he casually draped his arm over Jaejoong’s shoulders, “I didn’t want to wear it, but Taecyeon and some of the other guys insisted that I wear it.”
“Are all the people here from our school?” Changmin questioned after he’d finished his drink. He glanced at Yoochun, “I don’t recognize some of them…”
Yoochun shook his head, “Nope. I just invited pretty much anyone. It’s no fun to have such a small pool of people - the more the merrier. So Changmin, do you dance -“
“No, but even if I did, I wouldn’t dance with you Park.”
“That stings -“
Jaejoong grinned at Yunho and slipped out of the booth to pull at his boyfriend’s wrist. His smile stretched further, “Do you want to dance?” he questioned huskily. He licked his lips and pointed at the crowd, “Please?”
“Why do I have this feeling that this dance won’t be so PG-13?” Changmin said aloud as he finished the rest of Jaejoong’s drink.
“Because you know me well, and because it won’t be PG-13,” Jaejoong drawled lightheartedly as he pulled Yunho out of the seat and began to lead him to a distant and dark place on the dance floor.
o-o-o
“How many drinks?” Yunho asked as soon as they were in the midst of the swarm of people on the dance floor. Jaejoong pulled him closer by one of the loops in his jeans, and he grinned innocently.
“Six, two beers, three shots, then that drink Yoochun brought over,” Jaejoong listed casually as he began to grind his hips against Yunho’s, “What about you?”
“I had two shots earlier,” Yunho murmured in reply as he moved against Jaejoong in an absolutely sinful manner. His hand moved slowly to squeeze his boyfriend’s ass and bring him closer, “Don’t get too drunk. I can’t carry you all the way back to the hotel room.”
“But you can carry me to our bed later, right?” Jaejoong flirted as he inched up closer to Yunho in order to leave a feather light kiss on his jaw. He hooked his arms around the taller boy’s neck and grinned, “It’s a fantasy of mine.”
“I have a feeling you’re going to kill me,” Yunho hissed before he unhooked Jaejoong’s arms and led him off the dance floor. They brushed past people, and Jaejoong felt his heart race with excitement as Yunho led him to a dim area.
As soon as they were hidden from preying eyes, Yunho pinned Jaejoong against the wall and kissed him roughly. It felt something like the first time they’d ever kissed, and Jaejoong felt a shiver run up his spine the moment his tongue entangled with Yunho’s.
They could taste the alcohol on each other’s mouths, and Jaejoong carded his fingers through Yunho’s hair, desperate to bring him closer. His heart was pounding in his chest at the thought of someone seeing them, but the moment Yunho moved lower to bite at his neck, he forgot about secrecy and moaned softly.
Jaejoong’s eyes slipped shut, and he grasped at Yunho’s back. He bit hard on his lip to prevent himself from making any more noises, but Yunho nipped at his neck in particularly rough manner, and he let out another moan.
“Stop that,” Jaejoong hissed, “Are you a fucking vampire?”
“Would it turn you on if I said yes?” Yunho shot back as he cupped at Jaejoong’s erection through his jeans, “Actually, I bet it would, seeing as I know you have several cheap vampire romance novels hidden in your bookshelf.”
“They belong to my sisters,” Jaejoong muttered, his face blushing profusely. He licked his lips and glared at Yunho childishly, “But fine, whatever, I like reading them in my free time when I’m really bored.”
He swatted at Yunho’s hand and pulled him close, “Let’s go back to the hotel room now,” he whispered softly into Yunho’s ear, “I want you, I’m ready, I’m ridiculously fucking happy, and I love you - that should be enough to prove to you that I’m okay with us having sex, right?”
“Yeah, it’s more than enough,” Yunho murmured as he held Jaejoong closer. He kissed Jaejoong softly, “Are you going to say bye to Yoochun?”
Jaejoong nodded, “Are you going to say bye to Changmin?”
“Yeah,” Yunho wiped a trace of spit off the corner of Jaejoong’s lip and smiled at him lovingly, “I’ll see you back here in…five minutes?”
Jaejoong kissed Yunho, “Definitely,” he replied before he walked away to look for his beloved, and most likely incredibly drunk, best friend.
o-o-o
Just as Jaejoong thought he’d found Yoochun, someone barreled into him. He awkwardly shifted, and just as he was about to push away the girl, she looked up at him and pulled him closer.
“Oh my God, it’s you Jaejoong!” Ara squeaked as she buried her face into Jaejoong’s chest, “You look so good! So good! Like…really good!”
Jaejoong cringed - she was incredibly drunk.
“You know who else looks good? Yunho…like yum. I bet he has chocolate abs you know? Oh my God, do you want chocolate? I had some chocolate liquor awhile ago. You know what would’ve been fun? Hey wait, why do you smell like…?”
Jaejoong tried to look for anyone to take Ara out of his hands, but no one seemed to be paying attention to her. He grimaced and tried to move away from the dance floor in order to find Yoochun, but his best friend was nowhere to be found.
“Don’t you have any friends?” Jaejoong said irritably as he tried to detach Ara to no avail. He glanced at her, “How many drinks did you have?”
“I lost count after six,” Ara said happily as she snuggled against Jaejoong, “You smell really nice…kind of like Yunho.”
Jaejoong raised an eyebrow, “How do you know how Yunho smells like?”
“When we were dancing, he was really close to me silly!” Ara swatted Jaejoong’s chest and began laughing loudly, “You’re so funny Jaejoong! Gosh, do you think Yunho’s still around? I want to dance with him again.”
“Over my dead body -“
“What?”
Jaejoong forced a smile, “Let’s look for your friends, shall we?”
“Oh Jaejoong, your body is like…a wonderland? Oh my God, isn’t that a song -“
“What are you doing with her?”
Jaejoong turned around, and he let out a huge sigh of relief the moment he saw Yunho. He looked at his boyfriend helplessly, “Please, can you find any of her friends? She won’t let go of me. Hey, why isn’t she…the fuck?”
Ara was unconscious.
Yunho gently took her out of Jaejoong’s arms, and he sat down on a nearby couch with her resting against him, “You should look for -“
Jaejoong held Ara and wedged himself between the two of them, “No Yunho, I think you should look for her friends.”
Yunho raised an eyebrow, “Jealous?”
“Of course, always,” Jaejoong muttered, “Now please, go find her friends, or better yet, let’s just leave her -“
Yunho shot him a look, and Jaejoong rolled his eyes, “Whatever. Sure, I did think about leaving her for like five seconds, but I wouldn’t leave her. I’m not heartless.”
“Yeah, and -“
“Oh my God! You found her!”
A couple of Ara’s friends wobbled over, and after apologizing profusely for their friend’s behavior, they scampered off. Yunho chuckled and slung his arm over Jaejoong’s shoulder, “Did you find Yoochun?”
“Nope. Did you find Changmin?”
“Nope.”
They stared at each other in complete silence for a few seconds before Jaejoong spoke up again, “Are you interested in looking for Changmin?”
“Not really. Are you interested in looking for Yoochun?”
“Not really.”
They smiled at each other, and Yunho stood up. He outstretched his hand and his smile widened, “Shall we go?”
“Yes, we shall,” Jaejoong said as he took hold of Yunho’s hand and held it tightly, his heart drumming in anticipation for what was to come next.
o-o-o
The moment they entered the hotel room, Yunho pulled Jaejoong against his body firmly and pressed their mouths together. His kisses were filled with impatience and hunger, and he didn’t seem nervous at all. Their mouths fitted perfectly together, and Jaejoong could still taste the alcohol on Yunho’s tongue. It was absolutely intoxicating, and when Yunho pulled away from him, he gasped for breath.
Just as he was about to speak, he squeaked the moment he no longer felt his feet on the floor. He grasped Yunho tightly, “What the fuck are you -“
All his breath was knocked out of him the moment his back hit the mattress of the bed, he blinked up at Yunho, “What the fuck?”
Yunho kissed his collarbone and whispered back a reply, “You said you wanted me to carry you to bed,” he began working on unbuttoning Jaejoong’s shirt, “So I carried you to bed.”
“You dumped me onto bed,” Jaejoong snapped breathlessly. He felt Yunho’s hands skim along his bare chest, and he pushed Yunho’s hands away, “I think there’s a difference.”
Yunho pulled away and kneeled onto the bed, “So, does that mean we’re stopping?”
“No,” Jaejoong murmured before he sat up and pulled at Yunho’s shirt. As soon as it was off, he stared at his boyfriend’s chest for a few seconds before reaching forward to take a nipple into his mouth. Yunho groaned and buried his fingers into Jaejoong’s hair, pulling at the dark locks each time Jaejoong suck a bit harder.
Jaejoong moved away and pulled off his shirt on his own before tossing it onto the floor. He moved closer to the bed’s headboard and lied down. He smiled nervously at his boyfriend, and Yunho immediately pounced onto him.
Their lips met once again, and Jaejoong traced Yunho’s bottom lip with his tongue before slipping his tongue into his boyfriend’s mouth. Yunho pulled his face even closer, and Jaejoong couldn’t help but respond to each time that Yunho bucked against him.
His body felt incredibly warm, and he could practically feel that he was close to coming despite the fact that he wanted to hold out for a bit longer. Their kisses were frenzied and passionate, and he could hardly think about anything whenever he felt Yunho brush against his painfully tight pants.
Yunho pulled away, and he gasped for air. Jaejoong licked his lips, and Yunho smirked before he moved back in order to unbuckle Jaejoong’s pants. Jaejoong shivered in anticipation, and he lifted up his lower body in order for it to be easier for Yunho to take off everything.
The moment he was naked, Jaejoong blushed hard. It wasn’t the first time he’d been naked in front of Yunho, but that last time he’d been naked in front of him had happened such a long time ago.
“So…”
Yunho’s mouth lowered, and Jaejoong spread his legs nervously. He was getting impossibly harder by the second and as soon as Yunho left a gentle kiss against the base of his dick, he felt himself get painfully stiff.
He bit his lip hard and as soon as he felt Yunho’s tongue slowly run up from the base of his dick to the tip, he moaned loudly and gripped the bed sheets tightly in his hands. He whimpered when Yunho began to suck at the tip while his hands gently gripped and stroked him.
“More,” Jaejoong urged as he reached his hands to grasp at Yunho’s hair. He didn’t care if Yunho couldn’t take all of him into his mouth, or if Yunho was messy, all he wanted was more.
Yunho slowly lowered his head, and he flicked his eyes upward to look at Jaejoong as he moved lower and lower. Jaejoong shivered with pleasure, and he pulled tightly at Yunho’s hair when the other man began to suck him. It felt so much better than he’d imagined, and he had to control himself from bucking into Yunho’s mouth.
“Fuck, fuck,” Jaejoong hissed as he screwed his eyes shut and grasped tightly at Yunho’s hair. He could hear the sounds produced by Yunho sucking him off, and whenever he opened his eyes to see his dick disappearing into his boyfriend’s mouth, he could feel himself get even more turned on.
He was so close, and the fact that Yunho seemed to be doing such a wonderful job had him even more excited. All he could think about was Yunho’s tongue and teeth brushing against his cock, and after a few more sucks, he came into Yunho’s mouth.
Jaejoong breathed heavily, and he felt his cock twitch when he saw his come trickle past Yunho’s lips. Yunho licked his lips, and he lowered his mouth again to lick at Jaejoong’s softened cock before grinning proudly.
“I’m sorry.”
Yunho shook his head and crawled up to kiss his boyfriend, the faint taste of Jaejoong’s come lingering in his mouth, “There’s nothing to be sorry about boo,” he whispered as he began to brush his still clothed erection against Jaejoong.
“Did it taste okay?” Jaejoong questioned softly out of curiosity. It made him blush to know that he’d just kissed Yunho after his boyfriend had just given him a blowjob, but he wanted to ask anyway, and the thought that he could taste himself on Yunho’s tongue made him stiffen just a bit more.
“Not the best thing in the world,” Yunho chuckled before he licked at the corner of Jaejoong’s lips, “But I’ll live. Did you like it?”
“Of course,” Jaejoong whispered before he pushed Yunho onto the bed. He grinned and began to move down in order to unbuckle Yunho’s pants nervously. It took him a bit longer than necessary, but he eventually managed to pull down the rest of Yunho’s clothes anyway.
He glanced back at Yunho, “My turn?”
“It’s a bit hard -“
“Yes, it is hard,” Jaejoong replied jokingly before he reached forward to take hold of Yunho’s erection. He shivered at the sound of Yunho’s moan, and he stroked his boyfriend for a few seconds before he lowered his head to lick at the tip of Yunho’s dick.
It tasted just as Yunho had described it, and Jaejoong blushed for some unknown reason. He glanced up at Yunho before he lowered his head once again to lick at his erection again.
Yunho moaned as he began to lick from the base to the tip, and Jaejoong felt his nerves ease away. He watched Yunho come undone in front of his eyes before he slowly lowered his head to take Yunho into his mouth.
He opened his mouth wider to take in more, and Jaejoong gagged when he felt the tip of Yunho’s dick press against the back of his mouth. He lifted himself up a bit in order to breathe properly before he slowly lowered himself back onto Yunho once again.
“Fuck, boo,” Yunho groaned as soon as Jaejoong had gotten more used to the feeling of having him in his mouth. He buried his hands into Jaejoong’s hair, and Jaejoong began to build up more confidence which made him suck Yunho harder.
He remembered what Yunho had done to him and did his best at imitating it. His teeth grazed against the soft skin, and Jaejoong could feel that Yunho was close to coming. He inhaled deeply and continued to move up and down, all the while hoping that he was pleasuring Yunho as much as he’d pleasured him.
“Baby, fuck, I’m so close,” Yunho hissed, and Jaejoong looked up at him before sucking a bit harder. It didn’t take much longer, and Yunho eventually came into his mouth. Jaejoong tried swallowing most of it, but some of it trickled down his mouth.
He looked up at Yunho and his boyfriend looked back at him. Jaejoong crawled back up to Yunho and snuggled against him, all the while slowly rubbing his erection against the student council president’s body.
Jaejoong began to suck at Yunho’s neck, and Yunho’s hand reached down to squeeze at his ass. His fingers moved closer to his entrance, and Jaejoong moaned when he felt Yunho’s fingers press against it.
“You need to get off me so that I can get the lube,” Yunho murmured, and Jaejoong complied. He sat down, and he watched as Yunho got off the bed to reach into his bag and get some condoms and lube.
When Yunho dumped the things onto the bed, Jaejoong smiled, “Somebody came prepared.”
“I hoped that I would need them,” Yunho replied as Jaejoong got onto his hands and knees, “It’s a good thing that you gave me an occasion to use them.”
Jaejoong blushed and grasped the bed sheets, “I wouldn’t want to disappoint you.”
Yunho covered Jaejoong’s body with his own and kissed Jaejoong’s cheek, “Boo, you can never disappoint me,” he murmured before he covered one of his fingers with lube and slowly pushed it inside Jaejoong’s tight entrance.
Jaejoong winced in pain at the uncomfortable feeling of the intrusion, “It kind of hurts,” he whispered, “But don’t stop, just…just be slower. I need to get used to it.”
“Okay,” Yunho whispered as he slowly began to stretch Jaejoong out, “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry,” Jaejoong breathed out as he relaxed his body, “I think…I think you can put another one in now.”
Yunho slowly inserted another finger, and Jaejoong was happy that it didn’t hurt as much as the first, and in fact, he could feel himself grow more excited. His body was adjusting to the feeling of Yunho’s fingers, and he didn’t need to tell Yunho went to insert a third finger. He began to moan as Yunho’s fingers explored, and he slowly began to thrust back against them.
He breathed heavily, and after a few minutes of Yunho brushing against his sensitive spot, he heard the sound of a condom packet ripping open. His heart pounded in his chest, and Jaejoong shivered in anticipation.
“Wait.”
Yunho paused, “Yes?”
“Can you take the condom off?” he whispered, turning his head to look at Yunho, “I want to…I want to feel you in me without it.”
“Are you sure?”
Jaejoong blushed, but he nodded anyway, “I want to feel all of you.”
The student council president groaned and pulled the condom off, “Fuck, boo, don’t talk like that or else I won’t last very long.” He kissed Jaejoong, and they parted in order for Yunho to focus on what he was about to do.
Yunho’s cock pressed against his opening, and Jaejoong groaned before reaching out to hold onto the bed’s headboard. He relaxed his body, but as Yunho began stretching him out further, he couldn’t help but tense up slightly.
“Fuck, you’re still so tight,” Yunho hissed as he pushed deeper into Jaejoong, his hands gripping Jaejoong’s waist tightly.
Jaejoong groaned as Yunho pushed in deeper. He could feel a faint sort of burning sensation, but it was forgotten as he enjoyed the feeling of Yunho stretching him open slowly. He grasped tightly at the headboard, “Yunho, you’re so big,” he hissed, feeling like there wasn’t an end to how deep Yunho could reach, “Shit, fuck -“
Yunho slapped his ass and Jaejoong moaned. He pushed deeper into Jaejoong, and Yunho leaned over Jaejoong to whisper, “Such a dirty mouth.”
He eventually buried himself to the hilt, and Yunho was still for a few seconds in order for Jaejoong to adjust to him. After a couple had passed, he slowly began to thrust into Jaejoong.
“Faster, please, Yunho, faster -“
Jaejoong moaned loudly as soon as Yunho delivered a particularly sharp thrust, and he grasped the headboard so tightly his knuckles were almost white. His muscles ached as Yunho began to pound into him, but all he could fully register was how good it all felt.
His throat was hoarse from his moaning, and after a few more minutes, he didn’t know how much longer he could last. His knees were shaking slightly, and Jaejoong didn’t want to be clasping onto the headboard for much longer.
“Wait,” Jaejoong whispered, but Yunho didn’t seem to hear him. Yunho thrust in a couple more times, and Jaejoong spoke more loudly as soon as he was able to catch his breath, “I want to be on my back.”
They quickly adjusted their positions, and they both groaned in pleasure when their erections accidentally brushed. As soon as Jaejoong was lying comfortably on his back, Yunho entered him again.
They kissed, but Jaejoong couldn’t keep kissing Yunho. He moaned into his boyfriend’s mouth with each thrust, and he eventually settled for digging his fingers into the tanned skin of Yunho’s back while Yunho sucked roughly at his neck.
His head was dizzy with pleasure, and as Yunho began to hit his sensitive spot in successive thrusts, Jaejoong wrapped his legs around Yunho tighter and moaned even louder than before.
“Fuck, Yunho, I -“
He came and splattered their chests with his release, and Jaejoong mewled as Yunho refused to stop, still desperately seeking his own release. Each thrust made him feel absolutely delirious with pleasure, and as soon as he clenched tightly around Yunho, he came, filling him up to the brim.
They panted heavily for a few seconds before their lips met once again, and they kissed lazily and languidly. Their hands skimmed across one another’s naked bodies, and when Yunho’s limp cock slipped out of his entrance, Jaejoong felt some of his come leak onto his thigh.
“That was fucking amazing,” Jaejoong murmured gracelessly as he nuzzled Yunho and entangled their bodies further. He kissed his boyfriend’s jaw, “It was special and amazing, and I love you.”
Yunho chuckled tiredly and kissed Jaejoong’s forehead, “I love you too, and fuck, I enjoyed it so much.”
They relished each other’s warmth, and Jaejoong looked up at Yunho, “Bath?”
Yunho opened his eyes lazily, “I’m too tired to walk.”
“Me too,” Jaejoong whispered as he inched closer to Yunho, not caring that they were both sticky and covered in sweat, “My ass is going to be so sore in the morning.”
Yunho chuckled and shut his eyes once more, “No regrets though, I hope.”
“None whatsoever,” Jaejoong murmured before he snuggled closer to Yunho and easily drifted off into sleep.
o-o-o
Jaejoong was seated alone at a table when Yoochun and Changmin came over. They both looked noticeably hung over, and Jaejoong noticed the hickey on Yoochun’s neck.
“That looks painful.”
Yoochun sat down and groaned, “You’re one to talk,” he massaged his forehead and took a sip of Jaejoong’s coffee, “I bet you have dozens of hickeys on that neck of yours, but they’re all covered with makeup.”
“I’m prepared,” Jaejoong said casually as he handed a piece of his bacon to Changmin, who was dozing off in his seat.
Changmin accepted the bacon wordlessly and chewed on it with his eyes shut. Yoochun stole a muffin off Jaejoong’s plate, “I’m too fucking tired to walk over to the buffet.”
“Why, what did you do last night?” Jaejoong asked.
“Get wasted.”
“What about the hickey then?”
Yoochun waved off Jaejoong’s question, “I’m more curious about what you did last night. Did you and Yunho…” he studied his best friend, “You look like you’re sitting normally. Changmin! What do you think?”
Changmin opened his eyes lazily and glanced at Jaejoong, “Jaejoong, Yunho’s calling you over at the entrance.”
Jaejoong raised an eyebrow and stood up slowly, and just as soon as he’d gotten off his seat, Yoochun smacked his ass hard. Jaejoong yelped in pain and blushed profusely before he sat back down carefully.
“That fucking hurt,” Jaejoong hissed as he tried to stab Yoochun with a bread knife. He glared at Changmin, “You fucking prick.”
“Somebody’s not a virgin anymore,” Yoochun sang before he stood up, “Changmin, you want to get some food?”
“Yeah, let’s go.”
The two of them left him alone, and just a few minutes after they’d left, Yunho sat down on the chair that Yoochun had been occupying. He looked at Jaejoong and smiled, but Jaejoong frowned at him.
“My ass fucking hurts.”
Yunho chuckled, “It won’t hurt forever.”
Jaejoong rolled his eyes, “Yeah whatever.”
“I packed your things for you,” Yunho said as he reached over to take a piece of bacon off Jaejoong’s plate, “Does that make you happier?”
“A bit.”
“You look lovely this morning -“
“Stop with the bullshit.”
Yunho laughed and Jaejoong couldn’t help but smile at his boyfriend. They grinned at each other like idiots, and Jaejoong ignored the comments about their idiocy that came as soon as Yoochun and Changmin returned.
Despite the pain in his lower body, the endless teasing he’d receive from Changmin and Yoochun, and the embarrassment he’d get when he got home - he was happy. He was deliriously happy, and it was all thanks to one person.
Jung Yunho.
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