Awakening [1A]
Title: Awakening
Beta: muramatsu_aoi
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Drama, Fantasy
Summary: Would he, spring’s child and greatest creation, survive in the darkness and coldness of the Underworld?
PLEASE READ: I took some artistic liberties with the Hades and Persephone myth and moulded it in a way I saw fitting to my creative vision, so think of it as sort of a loose adaptation of the myth. Just to make some things clear - firstly, Jaejoong and Yunho are NOT related here. They do not share the same uncle and niece relationship that Hades and Persephone had. Secondly, I am not entirely sticking to the roles that were provided in Greek mythology, so please don’t nitpick or be surprised if there are roles that seem to blend in together or have been expanded in a way. In relation to this, some of the titles have been re-worked. Jaejoong is referred to as a child of spring because well…that’s what he is, haha. He’s young (in comparison to Yunho), and has dominion of spring because of his mother being related to growth and such…so yeah, child of spring. :P Also, I humanized their godly natures a bit. ^^ Anyway…I think that’s mostly it. XD Thank you for reading!
Jaejoong looked around and smiled to himself. He made sure that his mother was no longer awake and quickly slipped down the stairs. His graceful footsteps hardly made a sound, and in no time, he was quickly out of the cottage. He sprinted across the flower fields, enjoying the breeze that graced him. He spread his arms out and ran, bounding along the fields like the child of spring that he was.
He felt alive, and as he neared the dark forest at the border of his mother’s fields, his heart only began to beat faster. Months of being acquainted with darkness had made him no longer feel afraid of the shadows, and he welcomed it like a familiar friend. Although he’d constantly been warned against entering the dark forest, his stubbornness and determination kept him going back.
Jaejoong entered the forest and slowed down. He walked slowly and looked around, a smile upon his lips. He spread his arms out and shut his eyes, cherishing this darkness which had become an extension of his sunny personality.
“I’m back.”
Familiar warmth enveloped him - it was like the darkness was embracing him, and Jaejoong felt at home.
o-o-o
“You’re such a child.”
Jaejoong turned slowly, and when he saw the figure in the shadows, his smile widened. He took a step closer and reached out, his pale hand sticking out in the darkness.
Nothing moved to grab him, so Jaejoong pouted and brought his hand back to his side. The young god sighed and ran a hand through his golden hair, his fingers catching on a flower that was still stuck in his hair. He glanced at the pretty violet creation for a few seconds before he tossed it aside and turned his eyes to what was more important.
“I am not a child, you are.” Jaejoong said, his eyes keeping contact with the powerful gaze that came from the depths of the darkness in the forest. “Must you insist on playing hide and seek with me?”
Something brushed against him, and Jaejoong whirled around. He scowled in frustration and gave up, promptly seating himself on the forest floor. He brought his knees close to his chest and wrapped his arms around them.
“How many times have I told you not to come back here?” a voice whispered into his ear, leaving behind feather light touches on his shoulder that had Jaejoong inching back, hoping there was more to come.
Jaejoong didn’t turn his head, knowing that the other god would only run away from him again if he did. He shut his eyes, “How many times have I told that I’m here to see you? I think we’ve been at this for months now. Must you be so difficult?”
“Must you be so insistent?”
The younger god let out an irritated sigh and opened his eyes. “I always get what I want, and you know what I want from you.”
“If you want a lover, you already have your pick of the litter.”
The voice was more distant this time, and it irritated Jaejoong greatly. The one thing that he longed for was to truly feel the other. The feather light touches and warm whispers in his ear did nothing to ease the rushing of his blood and the rapid beating of his heart. It simply wasn’t enough, it was a cruel form of torture, and he wanted it to stop.
“I don’t want them, I want you.” Jaejoong snapped. He stood up and turned around, trying to find those familiar dark eyes in the shadows. His hands reached for his clothes, and a chilly breeze swept past him.
“Please don’t tell me you’re going to strip again,” the god teased. “There’s no one here that will appreciate your naked form. In the dark, no one cares for beauty.”
Jaejoong continued to take his clothes off, and as soon as he was fully nude, he looked around once more. “No one is here?” he questioned.
The other god was silent for a few seconds before he replied.
“Just me.”
A devilish smirk crosses Jaejoong’s face, one not befitting his innocent demeanor and reputation as the god of spring. He takes a few steps away from his discarded pile of clothes and sits down in front of a tree. He leans back, and as soon as he is comfortable, his hand reaches for his cock.
“Come out to play,” Jaejoong’s husky voice teased as his hand snaked down his pale flesh then grasped the base of his cock. He let out tiny moan and bit his lip as his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “Let me see you.”
“It seems like you don’t need me.”
Jaejoong let out a moan, and his cheeks reddened further. The thought of the other’s strong hands running up and down his body had his cock and hardening, and Jaejoong quickly began to pump his cock eagerly. His obscene moans disturbed the silence of the dark woods, so Jaejoong bit at the knuckles of his free hand, determined to silence himself.
However, despite his shyness, Jaejoong’s legs slipped open wider. He continued to fist his cock, hoping to any deity that the other god would come forth from the darkness and give him what he so desperately wants. He sped up the strokes and even played with his balls - something that only made him blush further. The tension in his stomach was killing him, but he didn’t want to come, not yet.
“I want you,” Jaejoong whispered brokenly. He couldn’t bring himself to stand, his legs were weak and his head was dizzy with pleasure. “Please. I want you to kiss me, to touch me, to love me, to break me and build me again. Please.”
His answer was silence, and at that moment, Jaejoong felt like crying. Surrounded by the immense darkness and touching himself for a god who did not care, he felt more than like he was just a fool. He took his hand off his cock and struggled to get up, shame pooling in his belly and causing his arousal to disappear. He could feel his pre-cum roll down his skin, and just as he was about to wipe it away, strong arms took hold of his waist.
“Don’t cry,” the other god whispered comfortingly - his voice the nicest thing that Jaejoong had ever heard, his warm breath ghosting against Jaejoong’s skin.
Jaejoong wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand and pouted like a petulant child. He glared at his discarded pile of clothes and waited. The other god deserved to give him an answer. As usual, an irritating silence filled them, and Jaejoong turned around to give the other god a piece of his mind.
He opened his mouth to shout, but as soon as he caught sight of the other god, he simply gaped helplessly. It’d been such a long time since he had seen that face - regal, manly and strong. A faint scar ran down his left cheek, and Jaejoong immediately inched out to touch it. His hands caressed the other god’s face, tracing his jaw and simply marveling at its smoothness.
“I have not seen you in such a long time…Yunho,” Jaejoong whispered, “You are -“
“Going to finish what you started, oh petulant child.” Yunho murmured as he inched his face closer to Jaejoong’s. Their lips were only centimeters away, but before Jaejoong could lean forward and kiss the other, Yunho turned his face and instead reached over to kiss behind Jaejoong’s ear.
“Tease,” Jaejoong breathed as Yunho began to push him against the same tree that he’d been touching himself against earlier. A strong, firm body kept him pressed against it, and a shiver of pleasure ran up Jaejoong’s spine as a rough hand took hold of his now limp cock.
Jaejoong let out a moan, and he wrapped his arms around the other god tightly. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he buried his face into the other’s neck as Yunho began to stroke him slowly. His lips were parted in order to let out an indecent moan, and he desperately wish that Yunho was not wearing as many clothes as he was.
“This is unfair,” Jaejoong hissed between moans, “You…you shouldn’t be dressed.” Yunho twisted his hand and rubbed at the head of his erection, eliciting a loud moan from Jaejoong. The younger god tried to scowl, but his face refused to cooperate, his muscles too inflamed by the desire coursing throughout his body.
As his knees weakened, Yunho simply kept him pinned securely against the tree in order to prevent him from slipping. Jaejoong mewled weakly underneath Yunho’s strong grip, and he nibbled at the other god’s jaw, hoping that he would look down at him.
“Please kiss me,” Jaejoong urged as he nuzzled his face against Yunho’s. His eyes shut with pleasure, and he instantly bucked against Yunho. “I do not say please often, so it is best that you understand how much I want it.”
The god of darkness chuckled against the delicate skin of the other’s neck. “If you wanted for a kind and loving partner, then you should not have come to me.” He licked at Jaejoong’s neck, “I cannot promise you that I shall behave like those men that surround you in the fields -“
“Then show me how you would like to worship me then,” Jaejoong breathed as he leaned back in order to catch the other god’s gaze. Jaejoong reached down to palm at Yunho’s clothed erection, “If you would just let me, then I would -“
The other god cut him off with a deep kiss. Jaejoong parted his mouth willingly, and Yunho’s tongue slipped into his mouth. Yunho kissed him roughly, all tongue and teeth, and as inexperienced as Jaejoong was, he could only hope nervously that Yunho was enjoying himself half as much as he was. Yunho drew kittenish mewls from Jaejoong’s lips, and when he was finished devouring the other’s mouth, Yunho moved over to the other’s alabaster neck.
He bit and sucked at the god’s skin roughly, leaving behind dark marks that were bound to be seen that anyone. Jaejoong whimpered helplessly underneath Yunho, a mess of lust and ecstasy. He couldn’t think of his limits anymore - all he knew was that he was lost in the sea of pleasure, and the key to it all was the god in front of him.
Jaejoong hooked his leg around Yunho’s waist and began to rock against him, so close to his coming orgasm. It made him blush to know that Yunho would see him in such a state, but he began to care less when the other god began to whisper dirty things into his ear. Jaejoong could only moan in response, his brain was too far gone to even attempt a witty reply.
It was soon all too much, Yunho’s hands, his voice, his everything, pulled Jaejoong over the edge. He burst out into a loud moan and tossed his head back as he released his cum, the liquid dripping down his legs and staining Yunho’s clothes. He breathed heavily for a few moments, and he held onto Yunho tighter, afraid to lose his grip and sink back onto the forest floor.
“You must visit me tomorrow,” Yunho murmured as he began to kiss Jaejoong’s neck delicately. “Or else I will be most unhappy.”
“Perhaps I won’t,” Jaejoong teased, a happy smile crossing his face. He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to the other god’s lips. “Now that I have got what I wanted, maybe I don’t need you anymore.”
A strong hand inched downward to cup at his bottom, and a finger ghosted across his entrance, making Jaejoong gasp. He held Yunho tightly, and the other god smirked knowingly.
“There is still more to come.”
Jaejoong grinned.
“Tomorrow?”
The other god took a step back and shook his head. He picked up Jaejoong’s clothes and brought them over. His eyes ran across the other - the perfect picture of one who was sexually satisfied. Dried cum coated parts of his lower body, and just the sight of the dark bruises that now covered his neck had the god of darkness shuddering in pleasure.
Yunho sighed and shook his head, denying himself of the pleasures that the other would be so willing to provide him. It was much too soon for that.
Jaejoong pouted and took his clothes from Yunho. He dressed quickly, and as soon as he was done, he was sad to note that the other god had returned to the comfort provided by the shadows.
“I promise to be back tomorrow,” Jaejoong whispered. “But I might be late…there is an event that I must attend to. Can you meet me at the edge of the forest? I do not like wandering these parts of the forest in the dark…”
He waited for his answer, and it came with the breeze that ghosted against his face.
“I will wait for you, beautiful Child of Spring.”
o-o-o
He’d always been known to be the most heavenly creature to walk the Earth, and to be honest, the knowledge made him slightly arrogant. Despite that though, he was still the apple of everyone’s eye and his mother’s favorite and only son, that rendered him as the unfortunate child that was constantly kept glued to her side. Every single day, he was forced to visit her to tell her about his day.
It was dreadfully annoying, and as much as he loved her, Jaejoong didn’t think he could handle all the coddling for another century.
“Jaejoong!”
The young god of spring turned around sharply, “What?” He frowned at the other person approaching him. He waited until the god was before him and crossed his arms. “What are you here to bother me about now?”
Junsu frowned and straightened up. He pulled a flower out of Jaejoong’s hair, effectively destroying the crown of flowers that had been woven into the other’s hair. “Stop being a brat.”
Jaejoong’s scowl deepened, and he looked down at the flowers that now littered the ground before he raised up his eyes to shoot the other god an irritated look. “What do you want from me? I told you, I don’t want to sing with you at that stupid party.”
“It’s not stupid, it’s a birthday party -“
The god waved Junsu away with a dismal gesture. He turned back around and continued to head back on the path he was on, determined to get away from Junsu before the other shot him a puppy dog look that would be hard to say no to. Jaejoong sped up his walking, and when he turned around, he was irked to see that Junsu was still following behind him.
“Where are you going?” Junsu shouted suspiciously, “You’re not supposed to wander too far from the fields -“
“I just want to be alone!” Jaejoong yelled back as he threw his hands up in frustration. He set them on his waist and glared, “Don’t I get to live my life unbothered for a change?” Jaejoong waved his hand at Junsu, telling him to go away, as he took several steps closer to the dark forest that was in front of him.
“I’ll be okay!” Jaejoong shouted before he turned his back and allowed the darkness to swallow him whole. He was not scared. Instead, he could feel his heart drumming with excitement. Despite the countless stories he’d heard of the dangers of the woods, he’d ventured into them hundreds of times, only to never see anything.
He could hear voices calling to him, telling him to leave, but he pressed on.
“You do not belong here, Child of Spring.”
“Leave, return to the light and the comfort of your mother.”
“The master is watching.”
“Beware, before you are trapped by the dark.”
Jaejoong laughed at those voices, completely unbothered. He trudged on, not sure of what he was looking for, but determined to keep exploring. His eyes had grown familiar to the dark, and there were slips of light that passed through the thick canopy and lighted his way. He continued to wander, and in some unknown period of time, he stumbled into a clearing.
And at the center of the clearing, was a lone figure dressed in black. Jaejoong stared, his mouth open as he gaped in awe. Despite the ominous aura that radiated off the other god, Jaejoong was entranced. He took two steps closer, but before he could approach, the other turned his head.
Dark eyes widened and in a quick flash, the other god was gone. The handsome face had only been turned toward him for a few seconds, but it was imprinted onto Jaejoong’s memory.
“Get out.” A voice sounded angrily, causing Jaejoong to whirl back in fright. His eyes were only greeted by darkness, and once again, the voice returned. “You do not belong here child.”
“I am not a child!” Jaejoong shouted, “You have no right to tell me where I ought to be. If I wish to walk these woods, then I am free to do so!”
“But these are not your woods,” the voice replied. “Do you not see the darkness that has enveloped these lands? Your beautiful flowers do not bloom here, and the warmth of the sun does not reach the depths of these woods. Leave.”
“I refuse to.”
There was silence, and a cold breeze blew past Jaejoong. He felt his heart quail slightly in fear, but he was determined to stay. He’d always been such a stubborn child, and it was showing. He was curious and entranced. If he were to leave, perhaps he would never see the other again.
“I did not think that stubbornness was a trait that came along with spring.” The voice murmured. “Strange child, what is your name?”
“I told you, I am not a child.” The husky chuckle that followed his irritated reply only irked Jaejoong further. He looked around and scowled in the direction of everything. “I most definitely do not look like one.”
Once again, the same husky chuckle followed.
“Child of Spring, you do not belong here.”
“Evil god of darkness, I wish you would shut up, I am not a child. I will go where I please, whenever and wherever I want.” Jaejoong replied. He crossed his arms, well aware of how haughty he sounded. “If I wanted to take this forest from you, I could.”
“And how would you do that?”
“By seducing you and becoming your consort,” Jaejoong replied breezily. “But you are not up to my standards, so I do not wish to do such a thing.” He looked around, trying to find those haunting pair of eyes once more. “Unless…if you come out, perhaps I will change my mind?”
“I will not be fooled by such tricks, young one.”
The young god pouted, “I just want to see you again.”
“Well, I am afraid to disappoint you -“
“You do not want to be the first person to disappoint me in a long time,” Jaejoong warned in a spoiled manner. He crossed his arms and tapped his foot onto the ground impatiently, “I don’t like being disappointed.”
Another chuckle, “You are as spoiled as you are beautiful. It is quite obvious that disappointment and sadness has never tainted your pure features. The longer I look at you…”
A look of curiosity appeared on Jaejoong’s face, “The longer you look at me, what?” He bit his lip and tried to hide the bizarre urge to smile. “Do you wish to keep me forever? I am sorry to say however, I do not think I would like to stay here forever -“
“Because I live shrouded in darkness?”
“No,” Jaejoong answered simply. He turned, and it was to his delight that he found that familiar pair of dark eyes gazing at him. A bright smile graced his red lips, and he noticed that his smile made the other withdraw slightly. “I do not want to live with a stranger. I hold no bias against the darkness.”
The other god was silent, and Jaejoong scrunched his nose. He took a step forward, but just as he did so, the dark pair of eyes disappeared. He sighed and shook his head in irritation.
“Must you constantly disappear on me?”
“People are looking for you.”
Jaejoong sighed, “I should go then?”
“Yes.”
He turned away and began to walk away, but before he was completely out of the clearing, he turned around sharply. He caught sight once again of the god, a lone figure dressed completely in black. Their eyes met, but this time, the god of darkness did not disappear on him.
“I will be back here tomorrow,” Jaejoong said calmly, like it was an everyday ritual of his to enter the dark forest. “Will you be here?” He changed his mind and spoke again, not allowing the other to say something in reply. “No, I expect you to be here. We will meet here tomorrow, is that understood?”
What seemed to be a smile quirked at the lips of the other god, and he stared at Jaejoong with what seemed to be a look of amusement.
“Was that a demand? Are you demanding something of me while you are in my domain?”
“Yes, I am demanding something of you, and you will be here tomorrow.” Jaejoong insisted without any shame. He crossed his arms, “I told you, I don’t like being disappointed. If you disappoint me, I will come here and sing all day without end until you come to tell me to be quiet.”
They stared at each other for a bit longer, and it was at that moment that Jaejoong heard a voice shouting for him. He sighed in irritation and glanced in the direction of where the voice was coming from. It was quite obviously Junsu.
Jaejoong turned his eyes back to where the other god had been, and it was not to his surprise when he discovered that the other was gone. He frowned, looked around and cupped his hands to his lips.
“I am coming back here tomorrow, and no matter what, we will meet again!”
o-o-o
Jaejoong smiled happily to himself, barely able to contain his giddiness. He could still feel Yunho’s touches upon his body, and just the thought of a repeat of the previous night’s activities was enough to send his blood rushing throughout his body. A blush crept across his cheeks and he patted them down, hoping that no one would notice his rather extreme level of cheeriness.
A god sat down next to him, and Jaejoong held his hand out, waiting for a goblet of wine to be placed into his hand.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” Yoochun questioned as he leaned back into his seat. He tilted his head and studied Jaejoong carefully, “You look rather unusual.”
Jaejoong placed a hand to his neck hesitantly and shifted his body. Although he had covered most of the bruises Yunho had left with powder he’d stolen from his mother’s room, there was still a chance that they showed. He let an innocent smile cross his face, and he tilted his head.
“What are you talking about?” Jaejoong questioned. He cleared his throat and took a sip of the wine the other god had provided with him. His eyes scanned the numerous people conversing - god and demi-gods alike, and all he wanted was the party to end so that he could slip away and run back to Yunho’s arms. “I feel fine.”
Yoochun’s eyes narrowed, and he turned so that he could study Jaejoong further. He drummed his fingers onto the table, “No, something seems amiss. You look different…like…” He reached forward and pulled Jaejoong’s hand away. His eyes widened, and Jaejoong shrunk back from his closest friend.
A blush immediately crept across Jaejoong’s cheeks, and he pulled Yoochun by the wrist and out of the great hall. As soon as they were out in the corridor, Jaejoong shoved his best friend against the wall and pointed at him.
“You will tell no one.” Jaejoong hissed, his voice low and threatening. He could feel his heart hammering in his chest with fear. If his mother found out he was seeing Yunho, he was sure that she would lock him up in his room until the end of time, and there was no way he could settle for that. “If you tell anyone, then I am sure word will eventually find its way to my mother and -“
Yoochun grinned in a knowing manner, and he pushed Jaejoong off of him. He placed his hands at his best friend’s neck to examine the bruises that littered his pale skin, and he whistled appreciatively. “Who are you seeing?” he questioned, his voice soft just in case anyone was out in the corridor. “Do I know him or her?”
Jaejoong’s voice was small, and his blush intensified. “I don’t know. Maybe you do, maybe you don’t.”
Yoochun patted his best friend’s shoulder and laughed. He shook his head in amusement and pinched Jaejoong’s cheek. “I knew I was right. Junsu was always telling me about how you were disappearing on him. I told him that you were seeing someone, but he honestly believed that you were simply busy attending to your duties and taking care of the fields.”
Jaejoong bit his lip, “I have been taking care of them though…”
The knowing god rolled his eyes and chuckled, “What else have you been taking care of though? Have you finally been getting your…sexual needs satisfied?” He laughed at the blush on Jaejoong’s face and turned away, chuckling at the other’s expense. Jaejoong ran after the other god and swatted at him.
“Shut up! My mother will hear you!”
Yoochun turned around and poked Jaejoong’s chest. He grinned madly at the other and cupped the other’s chin, “And then what? What will she do to repair her beloved Joongie’s lost virginity -“
“I still have it.”
The other god dropped his hand and tilted his head, “Still? Well…” he scrunched his nose and ran a hand through his hair. “Isn’t that boring? Or are you that much of a tease?”
“It’s not my fault, it’s his.” Jaejoong said with a scowl. “I don’t think he wants it.”
Yoochun laughed, “Oh, so your mysterious lover is a he? I can’t say I’m that surprised about that…” He reached out and clasped Jaejoong’s shoulder. “If there’s one thing you should remember, I’m sure he wants your body…it’s just that…”
“Just what?”
Yoochun leaned forward and whispered into Jaejoong’s ear. “You’re a little too innocent looking, to the point that it becomes indecent to think anything sexual or unmoral of you.” A smirk curved at his lips, “If your mysterious lover is a gentleman, then I believe that the reason he is so unwilling to take what you are so willingly presenting to him is because of that. After all, you two aren’t even married. What he’s to take from you isn’t even truly his to take in the first place.”
Jaejoong frowned.
He was too innocent?
Before Yoochun could say another word, he turned around and left.
There was something he needed to do.
o-o-o
Jaejoong stumbled into the forest, his eyes searching wildly. He did not take a single step forward, waiting for that familiar warmth to embrace and to welcome his entrance back into the darkness.
“I told you to wait for me.” He insisted in a spoiled manner, talking in the direction of nothing in particular. “Are you here? I do not like being kept waiting.”
There was a chuckle from behind, and he whirled around to come face to face with the god of darkness and the underworld. Jaejoong crossed his arms, and his lips formed a pout that he knew the other would find irresistible. “You made me wait.”
“Someone has to teach you patience,” Yunho replied as he shifted and leaned against the three that was next to him. “It is something that you lack.”
“You don’t need to teach me anything,” Jaejoong commented. “You are not my mother.”
The other god laughed, low and huskily. He pushed off the tree and took two steps to Jaejoong. He reached out brushed his thumb along the other’s cheekbone and cupped his face. His hand slowly trailed downward, before settling at the other’s waist. He wrapped his arm around Jaejoong and pulled him close, pressing their bodies close together.
Jaejoong gasped as Yunho leaned forward, his lips ghosting along his neck. Teeth grazed at his earlobe, and once again, Jaejoong felt himself going weak in the knees. His heart was pounding so quickly in his chest, and he gripped Yunho tightly for support.
“Trust me Jaejoong,” Yunho whispered as he licked the shell of Jaejoong’s ear. “I am well aware of the fact that I am…” his other hand moved lower to cup Jaejoong’s clothed half-hard cock. “Not your mother.”
“I…” Jaejoong bit his lip and buried his face into the other’s neck. He breathed in the unfamiliar scent of the underworld and the forest, tightening his grip on the other. He felt more than comfortable in the other’s embrace, and he did not feel so out of place in the darkness anymore. Jaejoong kept silent for a few seconds, well aware that if he pushed too far, Yunho would only retreat from him.
He took in a deep breath and sank deeper into Yunho’s embrace. It almost felt like they’d become one, and Jaejoong shut his eyes to bask in the moment. The alcohol he’d consumed ran through his blood, and he could feel the stirrings of arousal that coursed through him, but he was too timid to act on them any further.
“What are we going to do now?” Yunho murmured gently as he ran his fingers through Jaejoong’s hair, “You seem like a sleepy kitten. Is it past your bedtime?” He touched his younger lover delicately, treating him like one would treat a flower. “Do you wish to leave?”
“No, I wish for anything but that,” Jaejoong mumbled into Yunho’s chest. He pulled away from Yunho and looked up at him. “Can I kiss you?” he whispered as he slid his hand up and cupped the other’s face. “Please?”
“Are you expecting something else after this kiss?” Yunho questioned as he tightened his grasp on Jaejoong’s waist.
The young god smiled coquettishly and fluttered his eyes, “Maybe.” He moved his hands downward slowly, making sure his movements were firm enough to be noticed by the other. “After all, I have yet to…worship you properly.”
“You do not know how to do what you are implying,” the other god replied as he slowly moved them and backed Jaejoong up against a tree. He placed his hands on either side of Jaejoong’s face and leaned in, “I bet you have not even dreamed of doing such a thing before.”
Jaejoong scowled, but his cheeks were blazing red. “I could try.”
“And what happens if I don’t like it?” Yunho questioned teasingly, a smirk playing at his lips. He took hold of Jaejoong’s chin with his thumb and forefinger, “I wouldn’t want to be unhappy with you.”
“You will like it,” Jaejoong replied confidently. “You will like it because I am the one who will be pleasuring you, and I am a most adept learner.”
“Who will you be learning from?”
“You,” the spring god replied, a playful smile on his lips. “You have to teach me first.”
The god of darkness chuckled and set his forehead upon the other’s shoulder. He shook his head in amusement and set his other hand at Jaejoong’s waist. His hand squeezed gently, and he raised his eyes to meet Jaejoong’s.
“And here I was, thinking that your motives were pure.”
Jaejoong pursed his lips and tried to hide the bright smile that was about to creep across his face. It was quite obvious he now had the other god wrapped around his finger and that knowledge made him happy. Now, the playing field was more equal than it’d had been in months.
They were both equally magnetized to one another.
After a few seconds of tension had passed, Yunho set his other hand at Jaejoong’s waist. “You’ll have to be quiet…someone might overhear.” Yunho murmured as he moved down to fall upon his knees. He looked up at Jaejoong, “Can you do that?”
“I don’t think so, but I can try.” Jaejoong replied honestly, his blush returning to his cheeks.
Yunho laughed and pressed his face against Jaejoong’s navel. “Then you must at least try very hard to be quiet. If anyone were to catch us…” He looked up at Jaejoong, and the other scowled.
“Can I lie down?” Jaejoong questioned, “This is uncomfortable…and I don’t like being against a tree.”
The other god chuckled and stood up. He held out his hand, and Jaejoong took it. They ventured deeper into the dark forest, and Jaejoong inched closer to Yunho. He kept close to him like a second skin, and as soon as they were at their usual spot, he pulled at the taller god’s hand.
“Here is good.”
Jaejoong sat down on the grass and looked up at Yunho with expectant eyes. His heart was drumming in his chest, but he hoped his nonchalant mood would be enough to convince Yunho that he was not as nervous as he felt. He set his hands upon the ground and leaned back.
“So?”
The other god raked his eyes over the other’s body before he turned his eyes back upward and met his lover’s. “You are nervous, aren’t you?”
“…no.”
Yunho chuckled and knelt down. He held Jaejoong’s chin gently with his fingers and kissed the other chastely. The action had Jaejoong squirming on the inside, and he bit his lip hard as soon as Yunho had parted from him. He stared into Yunho’s dark eyes, and a smile lit up his face.
“Lie down.” Yunho instructed, kissing Jaejoong one last time before he moved away from him.
Jaejoong did as he was instructed and lied down. He was unsure of what to do, and he stared up helplessly at the starry sky. It was dark, so he was fairly sure that the blush that covered his cheeks was not that noticeable, but he was still nervous despite Yunho’s calm demeanor. He felt the other god’s hands run down his body, and when he felt them at his legs, he instinctively drew his legs shut.
There was a husky chuckle, and it caused Jaejoong to sit up sharply. He stared at Yunho guiltily, and he was fairly sure that his entire face was red. “I’m sorry.” He whispered, well aware that his behavior was anything but seductive at that moment.
“If you keep your legs shut, I won’t be able to touch you.” Yunho teased as one of his hands ran up Jaejoong’s thigh. He squeezed the flesh of the other’s leg gently and looked up at him, his gaze filled with patience and amusement. “Do you want to do this other night?”
“No, I want it now.” Jaejoong mumbled shyly. He fluttered his eyelashes at the other and pouted, “I won’t be able to pleasure you properly if…”
Yunho raised an eyebrow, “Yes?”
“Can I try?”
The older god tilted his head. “But you don’t…” he scrutinized Jaejoong carefully and shook his head. He moved to stand up and leave, but Jaejoong reached out and gripped his wrist tightly. He looked up at the other god, his look filled with determination.
“I want to. Please.”
“Jaejoong…”
Jaejoong went down onto his knees and looked up at his lover. Yunho was standing in front of him, and so he set his hands on the other’s waist. He neared his face to Yunho’s lower body and held his gaze.
“Let me make you feel good.”
“Jaejoong…you don’t need to insist on this.” Yunho murmured. He sighed and sat back down onto the grass. Jaejoong clambered onto his lap and hooked his arms around the other’s neck. He pressed his lips against Yunho’s, and Yunho parted his lips slowly for the other.
Jaejoong kissed him slowly, relishing in the addicting taste of Yunho’s mouth. His hesitancy eventually began to slip away, and after a few minutes, he began to be more searching with his kisses. He deepened them, wrapping his tongue around his lover’s and kissing him with more intensity.
They kissed, but as his confidence grew, Jaejoong decided it wasn’t enough. He pulled away from Yunho and pouted at him, his lips glistening in the moonlight. Yunho stared back at him, and Jaejoong pressed their foreheads together.
“Please.”
He brushed his face against Yunho’s and kissed his lover’s neck. Jaejoong littered the tanned column of skin with feather light kisses and slowly began to slide off of Yunho’s body. As soon as he was completely off the other god, he placed a hand upon Yunho’s chest.
“Lie down.”
Yunho stared at him for a few seconds before he gave in and reclined. As soon as he was lying down, he spread out his legs. Jaejoong worked at pulling off the rest of Yunho’s clothes, his hands fumbling slightly. He blushed at how long it took him to take off Yunho’s pants - the process taking longer despite Yunho’s efforts to help him slide them off. However, as soon as they were off, Jaejoong’s face blushed even darker. He could make out Yunho’s hardened cock despite the darkness, and he stared at it for a few moments.
It was much larger than his, of that, he was sure. The longer he looked at it, the more fearful and nervous he felt. He didn’t even think that…Jaejoong’s face reddened, and he pressed his face against the other’s naked thigh. It took him a few seconds to recover himself, but as soon as he did, he bit his lip and crawled over Yunho, nestling himself between the other’s legs. Jaejoong swallowed nervously, and when he looked up, he saw that Yunho was staring at him.
Neither of them said anything, but Jaejoong was fairly sure he looked like a stunned deer. He blushed harder and scowled at Yunho, who was looking at him with an expression of amusement.
“Don’t say a word.” Jaejoong hissed before he slowly moved his hands upward. He swallowed hard and turned his eyes away from Yunho in order to focus on the task at hand. Slowly but surely, Jaejoong reached out and closed his palm over Yunho’s erection. The other man let out a low groan, and the sound pushed Jaejoong to continue with his actions.
He slowly began to run his hand up and down Yunho’s length, familiarizing himself with the feel of another man’s cock. After a minute or so had passed, Jaejoong decided that he wasn’t doing enough. His eyes flicked up towards Yunho, and other god’s eyes were shut. Jaejoong smiled confidently to himself and leaned down, his mouth only centimeters away from the other’s cock.
“Grasp at my hips,” Yunho whispered. “This is your first time, and I cannot promise you that I will be able to restrain myself. It is best that you make sure that I do not…”
“Do not what?” Jaejoong asked. He looked at Yunho with wide innocent eyes, and the other god groaned in response.
Yunho clasped his hand over his eyes and replied, not bothering to meet the other’s unknowing gaze. “You need to make sure that I do not push into your mouth. If I do so, then you might choke on…”
Jaejoong blushed deeply and looked down. His eyes instantly caught sight of the large hardness in front of him, and it made his heart beat even faster in his chest. He inhaled deeply and lowered his mouth, stopping just as his lips were about to meet the tip of Yunho’s cock.
He took a kittenish first lick of the tip, and Yunho hissed in response. Although the taste was rather unfamiliar, it was not altogether too unpleasant. Jaejoong pushed away his inhibitions and leaned lower, to lick up from the base of Yunho’s cock. Yunho moaned, and Jaejoong smiled to himself.
It seemed like he was doing okay so far.
After a few more experimental licks, he lowered his head and took the first few inches into his mouth, opening his mouth in order to get as much as he could. He gagged slightly and pulled back, took a deep breath, and tried again. Things went better as he continued, and he was gradually able to fit most of Yunho’s cock into his mouth.
Jaejoong tried to establish a rhythm, and as soon as he did, he felt himself relax slightly. He was immensely turned on by the feeling of Yunho’s cock in his mouth, and Yunho’s words of encouragement allowed him to further enjoy the moment. He grasped at Yunho’s hip tightly, preventing the other from bucking into his mouth.
His nervousness slipped away completely, and he began to lick and suck at Yunho’s cock without any hesitation. The sound of his actions and of Yunho’s groaning filled his ears and spurred him on to keep going. He felt strong hands grasp at his hair, and when Yunho tugged at his hair for him to go lower, he did his best to follow. He sucked Yunho hard, and the sound of Yunho moaning and squirming underneath him only made his own cock even harder. Jaejoong tried to keep sucking and licking at Yunho’s cock, but soon enough, his own arousal became too hard for him to ignore.
He tried to get into a different position, just anything to alleviate how much he was feeling, but nothing worked. In an attempt to get rid of the pressure, Jaejoong’s clothed erection brushed against the ground, and he whimpered. He was so close to coming, and he wasn’t quite sure if Yunho was coming yet. Jaejoong raised his eyes and looked up at his lover, who’d propped himself up onto his elbows. Yunho studied him carefully for a few seconds before he sat up completely.
“Take off your clothes and come here,” he urged gently.
Jaejoong quickly stripped himself of all his clothes and before he could get onto Yunho’s lap, the other pushed him against the ground. His head thudded against the hard surface, and before he could complain, Yunho clambered over him and kissed him deeply. Jaejoong broke away from Yunho’s mouth and let out a moan when he felt Yunho’s cock brush against his.
“Yunho, please,” Jaejoong whimpered as Yunho began to slowly rut against him. He wrapped his arms tightly around the other god and began to rock his hips back, seeking that delicious friction. He was so close to his orgasm, and he knew it wouldn’t take much longer until he was seeing stars.
Yunho sucked and bit at his neck before he sped up his thrusts. Jaejoong moaned and mewled underneath him, and he soon grasped both of their cocks and began to stroke them. The motion was too much for Jaejoong, and his nails dug into Yunho’s back, egging him on to keep going. Jaejoong could hardly breathe, and in a matter of minutes, he came, his cum coating both their bodies. He lay boneless as Yunho came soon after, and when they were both satisfied, the sound of their breathing was the only sound to be heard in the silence of the forest.
“That…”
“Did you like it?” Yunho whispered as he kissed behind Jaejoong’s ear lovingly. He moved his face away and met Jaejoong’s eyes. He pushed back his younger lover’s sweat damp locks and caressed his face lovingly. “Are you okay?”
Jaejoong buried his face into Yunho’s check and hugged him tightly. “Yes, I feel perfect.” He murmured, holding himself back from saying the three words that he was desperately wishing to say to the other.
o-o-o
Laughter rang clear in the air, and Jaejoong watched from his spot as the other gods participated in all the dancing. They were all so beautiful and otherworldly, most fitting for their positions. Flowers decorated their hair, and they were dressed in the finest of fabric. Happy smiles were on everyone’s features as they participated in the festival, but Jaejoong kept his distance.
He wished Yunho would be able to participate in these kinds of events, but he knew how the other gods loathed and feared him for the most ridiculous reasons. Just as he’d been cast with the fate of ruling the Underworld, the other gods were happy to shun him and to treat him as one would an outcast.
The thought of Yunho surveying the scene from a distance made Jaejoong’s heart clench in pity for the other god. How long had Yunho been without anyone to care and love for him? As a person who’d always been surrounded with love, laughter and beauty, he could hardly imagine the kind of isolation Yunho had endured for so many years.
Moved by his emotions, Jaejoong got up and began to move away from the merriment that was going on without him. He cast one look at the bright lights and the aura of radiance before he turned away and began to make his way to the dark forest that lay beyond his mother’s fields. His heart was pounding in his chest, and while he knew that Yunho would not be expecting him, he hoped the other would answer his call.
Jaejoong walked slowly to the edge of the forest and took a deep breath before he entered its embrace. He maneuvered carefully through the brambles, being sure not to stumble upon any roots. He called out for Yunho softly as he searched, his heart fluttering at the thought of seeing his lover once again.
“What are you doing here?”
The young god of spring turned around, and a smile alighted upon his face. He could make out Yunho’s silhouette, and he took a few steps in the other’s direction.
“I missed you,” Jaejoong said as he continued to walk up to Yunho. He stopped barely a few centimeters from the other, and his eyes twinkled with the love that was threatening to burst out of him. “Are you not happy to see me?”
“I am most happy to see you my love,” Yunho murmured as he reached out and brushed the other’s cheekbone with his thumb. “But should you be here? I am well aware that you should be…” his face hardened, and the look made Jaejoong’s heart clench. “You shouldn’t -“
Jaejoong hooked his arms around Yunho’s neck and smiled up at him. He slowly began to sway, and the god of darkness merely looked at him plainly with hardly a single emotion flickering across his impassive face.
“What are you doing?”
“Dancing,” Jaejoong murmured as he brought Yunho closer and rested his head against the other’s chest. “I would greatly enjoy it if you moved with me.” He looked up at Yunho, and he noticed the dark look that had crossed the other god’s face. It brought a frown to his lips, and he placed his right hand on Yunho’s cheek.
“What’s wrong?”
“You don’t need to be here.”
“But I want to be here,” Jaejoong insisted gently, well aware of Yunho’s tendency to turn away whenever he was pushed. He held Yunho’s gaze, his heart hammering in his chest. “I want to be here…with you.”
“It is a beautiful night. Do not spend it shrouded in the darkness.” Yunho murmured as he ran his fingers through Jaejoong’s soft hair. He looked at the other with a look of regret and longing, “Return to the others, and I will be content in seeing your happy face among them. Do you not want to hear the beautiful music that -“
Jaejoong frowned at his lover. “I don’t need music. I know what I want to hear.” Silence took up the emptiness in their conversation, and Jaejoong could hear the faint rustling in the forest. He buried his face into Yunho’s shoulder, inhaling in deeply before he looked up at the other once again.
Firm hands were set at his waist, and Yunho looked down at him, their faces only centimeters apart. “What would you like to hear?”
Jaejoong took in a deep breath and shut his eyes. He listened once again to the quiet sounds of the forest, and in the distance, he thought he could still hear the music coming from the festivities nearby. No doubt the other gods were enjoying themselves without a care in the world. In fact, he was fairly sure that they hadn’t even noticed that he had slipped away.
He remained quiet for a few seconds before he opened his eyes and met the other god’s. This was what he wanted. He did not care for the kinds of lives that most of the other gods lived. He did not wish to go around, flitting from lover to lover just as a bee went from flower to flower, or to live a life filled with petty jealousy or unquenchable greed.
All he wanted was a simple life, one filled with love and happiness. A bright smile graced Jaejoong’s lips, and his grip around Yunho’s neck tightened slightly. He was overflowing with emotion, and he didn’t know if Yunho knew how much of an effect he had upon him.
“Do you love me?”
A soft sigh escaped Yunho’s lips, and his hands tightened their grip on Jaejoong’s waist. Jaejoong waited patiently for the reply that he knew would soon come. He could see it in the other’s actions, and he could see it in the other’s eyes. The answer would come - all he had to do was wait.
Soon enough, Yunho raised his eyes and gazed upon Jaejoong with such passion and intensity in his eyes that the look made Jaejoong blush and shrink back slightly in response.
“More than you will ever realize,” Yunho whispered before he placed his lips over Jaejoong’s and pulled him tightly into his arms.
Part 2
Beta: muramatsu_aoi
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Drama, Fantasy
Summary: Would he, spring’s child and greatest creation, survive in the darkness and coldness of the Underworld?
PLEASE READ: I took some artistic liberties with the Hades and Persephone myth and moulded it in a way I saw fitting to my creative vision, so think of it as sort of a loose adaptation of the myth. Just to make some things clear - firstly, Jaejoong and Yunho are NOT related here. They do not share the same uncle and niece relationship that Hades and Persephone had. Secondly, I am not entirely sticking to the roles that were provided in Greek mythology, so please don’t nitpick or be surprised if there are roles that seem to blend in together or have been expanded in a way. In relation to this, some of the titles have been re-worked. Jaejoong is referred to as a child of spring because well…that’s what he is, haha. He’s young (in comparison to Yunho), and has dominion of spring because of his mother being related to growth and such…so yeah, child of spring. :P Also, I humanized their godly natures a bit. ^^ Anyway…I think that’s mostly it. XD Thank you for reading!
Jaejoong looked around and smiled to himself. He made sure that his mother was no longer awake and quickly slipped down the stairs. His graceful footsteps hardly made a sound, and in no time, he was quickly out of the cottage. He sprinted across the flower fields, enjoying the breeze that graced him. He spread his arms out and ran, bounding along the fields like the child of spring that he was.
He felt alive, and as he neared the dark forest at the border of his mother’s fields, his heart only began to beat faster. Months of being acquainted with darkness had made him no longer feel afraid of the shadows, and he welcomed it like a familiar friend. Although he’d constantly been warned against entering the dark forest, his stubbornness and determination kept him going back.
Jaejoong entered the forest and slowed down. He walked slowly and looked around, a smile upon his lips. He spread his arms out and shut his eyes, cherishing this darkness which had become an extension of his sunny personality.
“I’m back.”
Familiar warmth enveloped him - it was like the darkness was embracing him, and Jaejoong felt at home.
o-o-o
“You’re such a child.”
Jaejoong turned slowly, and when he saw the figure in the shadows, his smile widened. He took a step closer and reached out, his pale hand sticking out in the darkness.
Nothing moved to grab him, so Jaejoong pouted and brought his hand back to his side. The young god sighed and ran a hand through his golden hair, his fingers catching on a flower that was still stuck in his hair. He glanced at the pretty violet creation for a few seconds before he tossed it aside and turned his eyes to what was more important.
“I am not a child, you are.” Jaejoong said, his eyes keeping contact with the powerful gaze that came from the depths of the darkness in the forest. “Must you insist on playing hide and seek with me?”
Something brushed against him, and Jaejoong whirled around. He scowled in frustration and gave up, promptly seating himself on the forest floor. He brought his knees close to his chest and wrapped his arms around them.
“How many times have I told you not to come back here?” a voice whispered into his ear, leaving behind feather light touches on his shoulder that had Jaejoong inching back, hoping there was more to come.
Jaejoong didn’t turn his head, knowing that the other god would only run away from him again if he did. He shut his eyes, “How many times have I told that I’m here to see you? I think we’ve been at this for months now. Must you be so difficult?”
“Must you be so insistent?”
The younger god let out an irritated sigh and opened his eyes. “I always get what I want, and you know what I want from you.”
“If you want a lover, you already have your pick of the litter.”
The voice was more distant this time, and it irritated Jaejoong greatly. The one thing that he longed for was to truly feel the other. The feather light touches and warm whispers in his ear did nothing to ease the rushing of his blood and the rapid beating of his heart. It simply wasn’t enough, it was a cruel form of torture, and he wanted it to stop.
“I don’t want them, I want you.” Jaejoong snapped. He stood up and turned around, trying to find those familiar dark eyes in the shadows. His hands reached for his clothes, and a chilly breeze swept past him.
“Please don’t tell me you’re going to strip again,” the god teased. “There’s no one here that will appreciate your naked form. In the dark, no one cares for beauty.”
Jaejoong continued to take his clothes off, and as soon as he was fully nude, he looked around once more. “No one is here?” he questioned.
The other god was silent for a few seconds before he replied.
“Just me.”
A devilish smirk crosses Jaejoong’s face, one not befitting his innocent demeanor and reputation as the god of spring. He takes a few steps away from his discarded pile of clothes and sits down in front of a tree. He leans back, and as soon as he is comfortable, his hand reaches for his cock.
“Come out to play,” Jaejoong’s husky voice teased as his hand snaked down his pale flesh then grasped the base of his cock. He let out tiny moan and bit his lip as his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “Let me see you.”
“It seems like you don’t need me.”
Jaejoong let out a moan, and his cheeks reddened further. The thought of the other’s strong hands running up and down his body had his cock and hardening, and Jaejoong quickly began to pump his cock eagerly. His obscene moans disturbed the silence of the dark woods, so Jaejoong bit at the knuckles of his free hand, determined to silence himself.
However, despite his shyness, Jaejoong’s legs slipped open wider. He continued to fist his cock, hoping to any deity that the other god would come forth from the darkness and give him what he so desperately wants. He sped up the strokes and even played with his balls - something that only made him blush further. The tension in his stomach was killing him, but he didn’t want to come, not yet.
“I want you,” Jaejoong whispered brokenly. He couldn’t bring himself to stand, his legs were weak and his head was dizzy with pleasure. “Please. I want you to kiss me, to touch me, to love me, to break me and build me again. Please.”
His answer was silence, and at that moment, Jaejoong felt like crying. Surrounded by the immense darkness and touching himself for a god who did not care, he felt more than like he was just a fool. He took his hand off his cock and struggled to get up, shame pooling in his belly and causing his arousal to disappear. He could feel his pre-cum roll down his skin, and just as he was about to wipe it away, strong arms took hold of his waist.
“Don’t cry,” the other god whispered comfortingly - his voice the nicest thing that Jaejoong had ever heard, his warm breath ghosting against Jaejoong’s skin.
Jaejoong wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand and pouted like a petulant child. He glared at his discarded pile of clothes and waited. The other god deserved to give him an answer. As usual, an irritating silence filled them, and Jaejoong turned around to give the other god a piece of his mind.
He opened his mouth to shout, but as soon as he caught sight of the other god, he simply gaped helplessly. It’d been such a long time since he had seen that face - regal, manly and strong. A faint scar ran down his left cheek, and Jaejoong immediately inched out to touch it. His hands caressed the other god’s face, tracing his jaw and simply marveling at its smoothness.
“I have not seen you in such a long time…Yunho,” Jaejoong whispered, “You are -“
“Going to finish what you started, oh petulant child.” Yunho murmured as he inched his face closer to Jaejoong’s. Their lips were only centimeters away, but before Jaejoong could lean forward and kiss the other, Yunho turned his face and instead reached over to kiss behind Jaejoong’s ear.
“Tease,” Jaejoong breathed as Yunho began to push him against the same tree that he’d been touching himself against earlier. A strong, firm body kept him pressed against it, and a shiver of pleasure ran up Jaejoong’s spine as a rough hand took hold of his now limp cock.
Jaejoong let out a moan, and he wrapped his arms around the other god tightly. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he buried his face into the other’s neck as Yunho began to stroke him slowly. His lips were parted in order to let out an indecent moan, and he desperately wish that Yunho was not wearing as many clothes as he was.
“This is unfair,” Jaejoong hissed between moans, “You…you shouldn’t be dressed.” Yunho twisted his hand and rubbed at the head of his erection, eliciting a loud moan from Jaejoong. The younger god tried to scowl, but his face refused to cooperate, his muscles too inflamed by the desire coursing throughout his body.
As his knees weakened, Yunho simply kept him pinned securely against the tree in order to prevent him from slipping. Jaejoong mewled weakly underneath Yunho’s strong grip, and he nibbled at the other god’s jaw, hoping that he would look down at him.
“Please kiss me,” Jaejoong urged as he nuzzled his face against Yunho’s. His eyes shut with pleasure, and he instantly bucked against Yunho. “I do not say please often, so it is best that you understand how much I want it.”
The god of darkness chuckled against the delicate skin of the other’s neck. “If you wanted for a kind and loving partner, then you should not have come to me.” He licked at Jaejoong’s neck, “I cannot promise you that I shall behave like those men that surround you in the fields -“
“Then show me how you would like to worship me then,” Jaejoong breathed as he leaned back in order to catch the other god’s gaze. Jaejoong reached down to palm at Yunho’s clothed erection, “If you would just let me, then I would -“
The other god cut him off with a deep kiss. Jaejoong parted his mouth willingly, and Yunho’s tongue slipped into his mouth. Yunho kissed him roughly, all tongue and teeth, and as inexperienced as Jaejoong was, he could only hope nervously that Yunho was enjoying himself half as much as he was. Yunho drew kittenish mewls from Jaejoong’s lips, and when he was finished devouring the other’s mouth, Yunho moved over to the other’s alabaster neck.
He bit and sucked at the god’s skin roughly, leaving behind dark marks that were bound to be seen that anyone. Jaejoong whimpered helplessly underneath Yunho, a mess of lust and ecstasy. He couldn’t think of his limits anymore - all he knew was that he was lost in the sea of pleasure, and the key to it all was the god in front of him.
Jaejoong hooked his leg around Yunho’s waist and began to rock against him, so close to his coming orgasm. It made him blush to know that Yunho would see him in such a state, but he began to care less when the other god began to whisper dirty things into his ear. Jaejoong could only moan in response, his brain was too far gone to even attempt a witty reply.
It was soon all too much, Yunho’s hands, his voice, his everything, pulled Jaejoong over the edge. He burst out into a loud moan and tossed his head back as he released his cum, the liquid dripping down his legs and staining Yunho’s clothes. He breathed heavily for a few moments, and he held onto Yunho tighter, afraid to lose his grip and sink back onto the forest floor.
“You must visit me tomorrow,” Yunho murmured as he began to kiss Jaejoong’s neck delicately. “Or else I will be most unhappy.”
“Perhaps I won’t,” Jaejoong teased, a happy smile crossing his face. He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to the other god’s lips. “Now that I have got what I wanted, maybe I don’t need you anymore.”
A strong hand inched downward to cup at his bottom, and a finger ghosted across his entrance, making Jaejoong gasp. He held Yunho tightly, and the other god smirked knowingly.
“There is still more to come.”
Jaejoong grinned.
“Tomorrow?”
The other god took a step back and shook his head. He picked up Jaejoong’s clothes and brought them over. His eyes ran across the other - the perfect picture of one who was sexually satisfied. Dried cum coated parts of his lower body, and just the sight of the dark bruises that now covered his neck had the god of darkness shuddering in pleasure.
Yunho sighed and shook his head, denying himself of the pleasures that the other would be so willing to provide him. It was much too soon for that.
Jaejoong pouted and took his clothes from Yunho. He dressed quickly, and as soon as he was done, he was sad to note that the other god had returned to the comfort provided by the shadows.
“I promise to be back tomorrow,” Jaejoong whispered. “But I might be late…there is an event that I must attend to. Can you meet me at the edge of the forest? I do not like wandering these parts of the forest in the dark…”
He waited for his answer, and it came with the breeze that ghosted against his face.
“I will wait for you, beautiful Child of Spring.”
o-o-o
He’d always been known to be the most heavenly creature to walk the Earth, and to be honest, the knowledge made him slightly arrogant. Despite that though, he was still the apple of everyone’s eye and his mother’s favorite and only son, that rendered him as the unfortunate child that was constantly kept glued to her side. Every single day, he was forced to visit her to tell her about his day.
It was dreadfully annoying, and as much as he loved her, Jaejoong didn’t think he could handle all the coddling for another century.
“Jaejoong!”
The young god of spring turned around sharply, “What?” He frowned at the other person approaching him. He waited until the god was before him and crossed his arms. “What are you here to bother me about now?”
Junsu frowned and straightened up. He pulled a flower out of Jaejoong’s hair, effectively destroying the crown of flowers that had been woven into the other’s hair. “Stop being a brat.”
Jaejoong’s scowl deepened, and he looked down at the flowers that now littered the ground before he raised up his eyes to shoot the other god an irritated look. “What do you want from me? I told you, I don’t want to sing with you at that stupid party.”
“It’s not stupid, it’s a birthday party -“
The god waved Junsu away with a dismal gesture. He turned back around and continued to head back on the path he was on, determined to get away from Junsu before the other shot him a puppy dog look that would be hard to say no to. Jaejoong sped up his walking, and when he turned around, he was irked to see that Junsu was still following behind him.
“Where are you going?” Junsu shouted suspiciously, “You’re not supposed to wander too far from the fields -“
“I just want to be alone!” Jaejoong yelled back as he threw his hands up in frustration. He set them on his waist and glared, “Don’t I get to live my life unbothered for a change?” Jaejoong waved his hand at Junsu, telling him to go away, as he took several steps closer to the dark forest that was in front of him.
“I’ll be okay!” Jaejoong shouted before he turned his back and allowed the darkness to swallow him whole. He was not scared. Instead, he could feel his heart drumming with excitement. Despite the countless stories he’d heard of the dangers of the woods, he’d ventured into them hundreds of times, only to never see anything.
He could hear voices calling to him, telling him to leave, but he pressed on.
“You do not belong here, Child of Spring.”
“Leave, return to the light and the comfort of your mother.”
“The master is watching.”
“Beware, before you are trapped by the dark.”
Jaejoong laughed at those voices, completely unbothered. He trudged on, not sure of what he was looking for, but determined to keep exploring. His eyes had grown familiar to the dark, and there were slips of light that passed through the thick canopy and lighted his way. He continued to wander, and in some unknown period of time, he stumbled into a clearing.
And at the center of the clearing, was a lone figure dressed in black. Jaejoong stared, his mouth open as he gaped in awe. Despite the ominous aura that radiated off the other god, Jaejoong was entranced. He took two steps closer, but before he could approach, the other turned his head.
Dark eyes widened and in a quick flash, the other god was gone. The handsome face had only been turned toward him for a few seconds, but it was imprinted onto Jaejoong’s memory.
“Get out.” A voice sounded angrily, causing Jaejoong to whirl back in fright. His eyes were only greeted by darkness, and once again, the voice returned. “You do not belong here child.”
“I am not a child!” Jaejoong shouted, “You have no right to tell me where I ought to be. If I wish to walk these woods, then I am free to do so!”
“But these are not your woods,” the voice replied. “Do you not see the darkness that has enveloped these lands? Your beautiful flowers do not bloom here, and the warmth of the sun does not reach the depths of these woods. Leave.”
“I refuse to.”
There was silence, and a cold breeze blew past Jaejoong. He felt his heart quail slightly in fear, but he was determined to stay. He’d always been such a stubborn child, and it was showing. He was curious and entranced. If he were to leave, perhaps he would never see the other again.
“I did not think that stubbornness was a trait that came along with spring.” The voice murmured. “Strange child, what is your name?”
“I told you, I am not a child.” The husky chuckle that followed his irritated reply only irked Jaejoong further. He looked around and scowled in the direction of everything. “I most definitely do not look like one.”
Once again, the same husky chuckle followed.
“Child of Spring, you do not belong here.”
“Evil god of darkness, I wish you would shut up, I am not a child. I will go where I please, whenever and wherever I want.” Jaejoong replied. He crossed his arms, well aware of how haughty he sounded. “If I wanted to take this forest from you, I could.”
“And how would you do that?”
“By seducing you and becoming your consort,” Jaejoong replied breezily. “But you are not up to my standards, so I do not wish to do such a thing.” He looked around, trying to find those haunting pair of eyes once more. “Unless…if you come out, perhaps I will change my mind?”
“I will not be fooled by such tricks, young one.”
The young god pouted, “I just want to see you again.”
“Well, I am afraid to disappoint you -“
“You do not want to be the first person to disappoint me in a long time,” Jaejoong warned in a spoiled manner. He crossed his arms and tapped his foot onto the ground impatiently, “I don’t like being disappointed.”
Another chuckle, “You are as spoiled as you are beautiful. It is quite obvious that disappointment and sadness has never tainted your pure features. The longer I look at you…”
A look of curiosity appeared on Jaejoong’s face, “The longer you look at me, what?” He bit his lip and tried to hide the bizarre urge to smile. “Do you wish to keep me forever? I am sorry to say however, I do not think I would like to stay here forever -“
“Because I live shrouded in darkness?”
“No,” Jaejoong answered simply. He turned, and it was to his delight that he found that familiar pair of dark eyes gazing at him. A bright smile graced his red lips, and he noticed that his smile made the other withdraw slightly. “I do not want to live with a stranger. I hold no bias against the darkness.”
The other god was silent, and Jaejoong scrunched his nose. He took a step forward, but just as he did so, the dark pair of eyes disappeared. He sighed and shook his head in irritation.
“Must you constantly disappear on me?”
“People are looking for you.”
Jaejoong sighed, “I should go then?”
“Yes.”
He turned away and began to walk away, but before he was completely out of the clearing, he turned around sharply. He caught sight once again of the god, a lone figure dressed completely in black. Their eyes met, but this time, the god of darkness did not disappear on him.
“I will be back here tomorrow,” Jaejoong said calmly, like it was an everyday ritual of his to enter the dark forest. “Will you be here?” He changed his mind and spoke again, not allowing the other to say something in reply. “No, I expect you to be here. We will meet here tomorrow, is that understood?”
What seemed to be a smile quirked at the lips of the other god, and he stared at Jaejoong with what seemed to be a look of amusement.
“Was that a demand? Are you demanding something of me while you are in my domain?”
“Yes, I am demanding something of you, and you will be here tomorrow.” Jaejoong insisted without any shame. He crossed his arms, “I told you, I don’t like being disappointed. If you disappoint me, I will come here and sing all day without end until you come to tell me to be quiet.”
They stared at each other for a bit longer, and it was at that moment that Jaejoong heard a voice shouting for him. He sighed in irritation and glanced in the direction of where the voice was coming from. It was quite obviously Junsu.
Jaejoong turned his eyes back to where the other god had been, and it was not to his surprise when he discovered that the other was gone. He frowned, looked around and cupped his hands to his lips.
“I am coming back here tomorrow, and no matter what, we will meet again!”
o-o-o
Jaejoong smiled happily to himself, barely able to contain his giddiness. He could still feel Yunho’s touches upon his body, and just the thought of a repeat of the previous night’s activities was enough to send his blood rushing throughout his body. A blush crept across his cheeks and he patted them down, hoping that no one would notice his rather extreme level of cheeriness.
A god sat down next to him, and Jaejoong held his hand out, waiting for a goblet of wine to be placed into his hand.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” Yoochun questioned as he leaned back into his seat. He tilted his head and studied Jaejoong carefully, “You look rather unusual.”
Jaejoong placed a hand to his neck hesitantly and shifted his body. Although he had covered most of the bruises Yunho had left with powder he’d stolen from his mother’s room, there was still a chance that they showed. He let an innocent smile cross his face, and he tilted his head.
“What are you talking about?” Jaejoong questioned. He cleared his throat and took a sip of the wine the other god had provided with him. His eyes scanned the numerous people conversing - god and demi-gods alike, and all he wanted was the party to end so that he could slip away and run back to Yunho’s arms. “I feel fine.”
Yoochun’s eyes narrowed, and he turned so that he could study Jaejoong further. He drummed his fingers onto the table, “No, something seems amiss. You look different…like…” He reached forward and pulled Jaejoong’s hand away. His eyes widened, and Jaejoong shrunk back from his closest friend.
A blush immediately crept across Jaejoong’s cheeks, and he pulled Yoochun by the wrist and out of the great hall. As soon as they were out in the corridor, Jaejoong shoved his best friend against the wall and pointed at him.
“You will tell no one.” Jaejoong hissed, his voice low and threatening. He could feel his heart hammering in his chest with fear. If his mother found out he was seeing Yunho, he was sure that she would lock him up in his room until the end of time, and there was no way he could settle for that. “If you tell anyone, then I am sure word will eventually find its way to my mother and -“
Yoochun grinned in a knowing manner, and he pushed Jaejoong off of him. He placed his hands at his best friend’s neck to examine the bruises that littered his pale skin, and he whistled appreciatively. “Who are you seeing?” he questioned, his voice soft just in case anyone was out in the corridor. “Do I know him or her?”
Jaejoong’s voice was small, and his blush intensified. “I don’t know. Maybe you do, maybe you don’t.”
Yoochun patted his best friend’s shoulder and laughed. He shook his head in amusement and pinched Jaejoong’s cheek. “I knew I was right. Junsu was always telling me about how you were disappearing on him. I told him that you were seeing someone, but he honestly believed that you were simply busy attending to your duties and taking care of the fields.”
Jaejoong bit his lip, “I have been taking care of them though…”
The knowing god rolled his eyes and chuckled, “What else have you been taking care of though? Have you finally been getting your…sexual needs satisfied?” He laughed at the blush on Jaejoong’s face and turned away, chuckling at the other’s expense. Jaejoong ran after the other god and swatted at him.
“Shut up! My mother will hear you!”
Yoochun turned around and poked Jaejoong’s chest. He grinned madly at the other and cupped the other’s chin, “And then what? What will she do to repair her beloved Joongie’s lost virginity -“
“I still have it.”
The other god dropped his hand and tilted his head, “Still? Well…” he scrunched his nose and ran a hand through his hair. “Isn’t that boring? Or are you that much of a tease?”
“It’s not my fault, it’s his.” Jaejoong said with a scowl. “I don’t think he wants it.”
Yoochun laughed, “Oh, so your mysterious lover is a he? I can’t say I’m that surprised about that…” He reached out and clasped Jaejoong’s shoulder. “If there’s one thing you should remember, I’m sure he wants your body…it’s just that…”
“Just what?”
Yoochun leaned forward and whispered into Jaejoong’s ear. “You’re a little too innocent looking, to the point that it becomes indecent to think anything sexual or unmoral of you.” A smirk curved at his lips, “If your mysterious lover is a gentleman, then I believe that the reason he is so unwilling to take what you are so willingly presenting to him is because of that. After all, you two aren’t even married. What he’s to take from you isn’t even truly his to take in the first place.”
Jaejoong frowned.
He was too innocent?
Before Yoochun could say another word, he turned around and left.
There was something he needed to do.
o-o-o
Jaejoong stumbled into the forest, his eyes searching wildly. He did not take a single step forward, waiting for that familiar warmth to embrace and to welcome his entrance back into the darkness.
“I told you to wait for me.” He insisted in a spoiled manner, talking in the direction of nothing in particular. “Are you here? I do not like being kept waiting.”
There was a chuckle from behind, and he whirled around to come face to face with the god of darkness and the underworld. Jaejoong crossed his arms, and his lips formed a pout that he knew the other would find irresistible. “You made me wait.”
“Someone has to teach you patience,” Yunho replied as he shifted and leaned against the three that was next to him. “It is something that you lack.”
“You don’t need to teach me anything,” Jaejoong commented. “You are not my mother.”
The other god laughed, low and huskily. He pushed off the tree and took two steps to Jaejoong. He reached out brushed his thumb along the other’s cheekbone and cupped his face. His hand slowly trailed downward, before settling at the other’s waist. He wrapped his arm around Jaejoong and pulled him close, pressing their bodies close together.
Jaejoong gasped as Yunho leaned forward, his lips ghosting along his neck. Teeth grazed at his earlobe, and once again, Jaejoong felt himself going weak in the knees. His heart was pounding so quickly in his chest, and he gripped Yunho tightly for support.
“Trust me Jaejoong,” Yunho whispered as he licked the shell of Jaejoong’s ear. “I am well aware of the fact that I am…” his other hand moved lower to cup Jaejoong’s clothed half-hard cock. “Not your mother.”
“I…” Jaejoong bit his lip and buried his face into the other’s neck. He breathed in the unfamiliar scent of the underworld and the forest, tightening his grip on the other. He felt more than comfortable in the other’s embrace, and he did not feel so out of place in the darkness anymore. Jaejoong kept silent for a few seconds, well aware that if he pushed too far, Yunho would only retreat from him.
He took in a deep breath and sank deeper into Yunho’s embrace. It almost felt like they’d become one, and Jaejoong shut his eyes to bask in the moment. The alcohol he’d consumed ran through his blood, and he could feel the stirrings of arousal that coursed through him, but he was too timid to act on them any further.
“What are we going to do now?” Yunho murmured gently as he ran his fingers through Jaejoong’s hair, “You seem like a sleepy kitten. Is it past your bedtime?” He touched his younger lover delicately, treating him like one would treat a flower. “Do you wish to leave?”
“No, I wish for anything but that,” Jaejoong mumbled into Yunho’s chest. He pulled away from Yunho and looked up at him. “Can I kiss you?” he whispered as he slid his hand up and cupped the other’s face. “Please?”
“Are you expecting something else after this kiss?” Yunho questioned as he tightened his grasp on Jaejoong’s waist.
The young god smiled coquettishly and fluttered his eyes, “Maybe.” He moved his hands downward slowly, making sure his movements were firm enough to be noticed by the other. “After all, I have yet to…worship you properly.”
“You do not know how to do what you are implying,” the other god replied as he slowly moved them and backed Jaejoong up against a tree. He placed his hands on either side of Jaejoong’s face and leaned in, “I bet you have not even dreamed of doing such a thing before.”
Jaejoong scowled, but his cheeks were blazing red. “I could try.”
“And what happens if I don’t like it?” Yunho questioned teasingly, a smirk playing at his lips. He took hold of Jaejoong’s chin with his thumb and forefinger, “I wouldn’t want to be unhappy with you.”
“You will like it,” Jaejoong replied confidently. “You will like it because I am the one who will be pleasuring you, and I am a most adept learner.”
“Who will you be learning from?”
“You,” the spring god replied, a playful smile on his lips. “You have to teach me first.”
The god of darkness chuckled and set his forehead upon the other’s shoulder. He shook his head in amusement and set his other hand at Jaejoong’s waist. His hand squeezed gently, and he raised his eyes to meet Jaejoong’s.
“And here I was, thinking that your motives were pure.”
Jaejoong pursed his lips and tried to hide the bright smile that was about to creep across his face. It was quite obvious he now had the other god wrapped around his finger and that knowledge made him happy. Now, the playing field was more equal than it’d had been in months.
They were both equally magnetized to one another.
After a few seconds of tension had passed, Yunho set his other hand at Jaejoong’s waist. “You’ll have to be quiet…someone might overhear.” Yunho murmured as he moved down to fall upon his knees. He looked up at Jaejoong, “Can you do that?”
“I don’t think so, but I can try.” Jaejoong replied honestly, his blush returning to his cheeks.
Yunho laughed and pressed his face against Jaejoong’s navel. “Then you must at least try very hard to be quiet. If anyone were to catch us…” He looked up at Jaejoong, and the other scowled.
“Can I lie down?” Jaejoong questioned, “This is uncomfortable…and I don’t like being against a tree.”
The other god chuckled and stood up. He held out his hand, and Jaejoong took it. They ventured deeper into the dark forest, and Jaejoong inched closer to Yunho. He kept close to him like a second skin, and as soon as they were at their usual spot, he pulled at the taller god’s hand.
“Here is good.”
Jaejoong sat down on the grass and looked up at Yunho with expectant eyes. His heart was drumming in his chest, but he hoped his nonchalant mood would be enough to convince Yunho that he was not as nervous as he felt. He set his hands upon the ground and leaned back.
“So?”
The other god raked his eyes over the other’s body before he turned his eyes back upward and met his lover’s. “You are nervous, aren’t you?”
“…no.”
Yunho chuckled and knelt down. He held Jaejoong’s chin gently with his fingers and kissed the other chastely. The action had Jaejoong squirming on the inside, and he bit his lip hard as soon as Yunho had parted from him. He stared into Yunho’s dark eyes, and a smile lit up his face.
“Lie down.” Yunho instructed, kissing Jaejoong one last time before he moved away from him.
Jaejoong did as he was instructed and lied down. He was unsure of what to do, and he stared up helplessly at the starry sky. It was dark, so he was fairly sure that the blush that covered his cheeks was not that noticeable, but he was still nervous despite Yunho’s calm demeanor. He felt the other god’s hands run down his body, and when he felt them at his legs, he instinctively drew his legs shut.
There was a husky chuckle, and it caused Jaejoong to sit up sharply. He stared at Yunho guiltily, and he was fairly sure that his entire face was red. “I’m sorry.” He whispered, well aware that his behavior was anything but seductive at that moment.
“If you keep your legs shut, I won’t be able to touch you.” Yunho teased as one of his hands ran up Jaejoong’s thigh. He squeezed the flesh of the other’s leg gently and looked up at him, his gaze filled with patience and amusement. “Do you want to do this other night?”
“No, I want it now.” Jaejoong mumbled shyly. He fluttered his eyelashes at the other and pouted, “I won’t be able to pleasure you properly if…”
Yunho raised an eyebrow, “Yes?”
“Can I try?”
The older god tilted his head. “But you don’t…” he scrutinized Jaejoong carefully and shook his head. He moved to stand up and leave, but Jaejoong reached out and gripped his wrist tightly. He looked up at the other god, his look filled with determination.
“I want to. Please.”
“Jaejoong…”
Jaejoong went down onto his knees and looked up at his lover. Yunho was standing in front of him, and so he set his hands on the other’s waist. He neared his face to Yunho’s lower body and held his gaze.
“Let me make you feel good.”
“Jaejoong…you don’t need to insist on this.” Yunho murmured. He sighed and sat back down onto the grass. Jaejoong clambered onto his lap and hooked his arms around the other’s neck. He pressed his lips against Yunho’s, and Yunho parted his lips slowly for the other.
Jaejoong kissed him slowly, relishing in the addicting taste of Yunho’s mouth. His hesitancy eventually began to slip away, and after a few minutes, he began to be more searching with his kisses. He deepened them, wrapping his tongue around his lover’s and kissing him with more intensity.
They kissed, but as his confidence grew, Jaejoong decided it wasn’t enough. He pulled away from Yunho and pouted at him, his lips glistening in the moonlight. Yunho stared back at him, and Jaejoong pressed their foreheads together.
“Please.”
He brushed his face against Yunho’s and kissed his lover’s neck. Jaejoong littered the tanned column of skin with feather light kisses and slowly began to slide off of Yunho’s body. As soon as he was completely off the other god, he placed a hand upon Yunho’s chest.
“Lie down.”
Yunho stared at him for a few seconds before he gave in and reclined. As soon as he was lying down, he spread out his legs. Jaejoong worked at pulling off the rest of Yunho’s clothes, his hands fumbling slightly. He blushed at how long it took him to take off Yunho’s pants - the process taking longer despite Yunho’s efforts to help him slide them off. However, as soon as they were off, Jaejoong’s face blushed even darker. He could make out Yunho’s hardened cock despite the darkness, and he stared at it for a few moments.
It was much larger than his, of that, he was sure. The longer he looked at it, the more fearful and nervous he felt. He didn’t even think that…Jaejoong’s face reddened, and he pressed his face against the other’s naked thigh. It took him a few seconds to recover himself, but as soon as he did, he bit his lip and crawled over Yunho, nestling himself between the other’s legs. Jaejoong swallowed nervously, and when he looked up, he saw that Yunho was staring at him.
Neither of them said anything, but Jaejoong was fairly sure he looked like a stunned deer. He blushed harder and scowled at Yunho, who was looking at him with an expression of amusement.
“Don’t say a word.” Jaejoong hissed before he slowly moved his hands upward. He swallowed hard and turned his eyes away from Yunho in order to focus on the task at hand. Slowly but surely, Jaejoong reached out and closed his palm over Yunho’s erection. The other man let out a low groan, and the sound pushed Jaejoong to continue with his actions.
He slowly began to run his hand up and down Yunho’s length, familiarizing himself with the feel of another man’s cock. After a minute or so had passed, Jaejoong decided that he wasn’t doing enough. His eyes flicked up towards Yunho, and other god’s eyes were shut. Jaejoong smiled confidently to himself and leaned down, his mouth only centimeters away from the other’s cock.
“Grasp at my hips,” Yunho whispered. “This is your first time, and I cannot promise you that I will be able to restrain myself. It is best that you make sure that I do not…”
“Do not what?” Jaejoong asked. He looked at Yunho with wide innocent eyes, and the other god groaned in response.
Yunho clasped his hand over his eyes and replied, not bothering to meet the other’s unknowing gaze. “You need to make sure that I do not push into your mouth. If I do so, then you might choke on…”
Jaejoong blushed deeply and looked down. His eyes instantly caught sight of the large hardness in front of him, and it made his heart beat even faster in his chest. He inhaled deeply and lowered his mouth, stopping just as his lips were about to meet the tip of Yunho’s cock.
He took a kittenish first lick of the tip, and Yunho hissed in response. Although the taste was rather unfamiliar, it was not altogether too unpleasant. Jaejoong pushed away his inhibitions and leaned lower, to lick up from the base of Yunho’s cock. Yunho moaned, and Jaejoong smiled to himself.
It seemed like he was doing okay so far.
After a few more experimental licks, he lowered his head and took the first few inches into his mouth, opening his mouth in order to get as much as he could. He gagged slightly and pulled back, took a deep breath, and tried again. Things went better as he continued, and he was gradually able to fit most of Yunho’s cock into his mouth.
Jaejoong tried to establish a rhythm, and as soon as he did, he felt himself relax slightly. He was immensely turned on by the feeling of Yunho’s cock in his mouth, and Yunho’s words of encouragement allowed him to further enjoy the moment. He grasped at Yunho’s hip tightly, preventing the other from bucking into his mouth.
His nervousness slipped away completely, and he began to lick and suck at Yunho’s cock without any hesitation. The sound of his actions and of Yunho’s groaning filled his ears and spurred him on to keep going. He felt strong hands grasp at his hair, and when Yunho tugged at his hair for him to go lower, he did his best to follow. He sucked Yunho hard, and the sound of Yunho moaning and squirming underneath him only made his own cock even harder. Jaejoong tried to keep sucking and licking at Yunho’s cock, but soon enough, his own arousal became too hard for him to ignore.
He tried to get into a different position, just anything to alleviate how much he was feeling, but nothing worked. In an attempt to get rid of the pressure, Jaejoong’s clothed erection brushed against the ground, and he whimpered. He was so close to coming, and he wasn’t quite sure if Yunho was coming yet. Jaejoong raised his eyes and looked up at his lover, who’d propped himself up onto his elbows. Yunho studied him carefully for a few seconds before he sat up completely.
“Take off your clothes and come here,” he urged gently.
Jaejoong quickly stripped himself of all his clothes and before he could get onto Yunho’s lap, the other pushed him against the ground. His head thudded against the hard surface, and before he could complain, Yunho clambered over him and kissed him deeply. Jaejoong broke away from Yunho’s mouth and let out a moan when he felt Yunho’s cock brush against his.
“Yunho, please,” Jaejoong whimpered as Yunho began to slowly rut against him. He wrapped his arms tightly around the other god and began to rock his hips back, seeking that delicious friction. He was so close to his orgasm, and he knew it wouldn’t take much longer until he was seeing stars.
Yunho sucked and bit at his neck before he sped up his thrusts. Jaejoong moaned and mewled underneath him, and he soon grasped both of their cocks and began to stroke them. The motion was too much for Jaejoong, and his nails dug into Yunho’s back, egging him on to keep going. Jaejoong could hardly breathe, and in a matter of minutes, he came, his cum coating both their bodies. He lay boneless as Yunho came soon after, and when they were both satisfied, the sound of their breathing was the only sound to be heard in the silence of the forest.
“That…”
“Did you like it?” Yunho whispered as he kissed behind Jaejoong’s ear lovingly. He moved his face away and met Jaejoong’s eyes. He pushed back his younger lover’s sweat damp locks and caressed his face lovingly. “Are you okay?”
Jaejoong buried his face into Yunho’s check and hugged him tightly. “Yes, I feel perfect.” He murmured, holding himself back from saying the three words that he was desperately wishing to say to the other.
o-o-o
Laughter rang clear in the air, and Jaejoong watched from his spot as the other gods participated in all the dancing. They were all so beautiful and otherworldly, most fitting for their positions. Flowers decorated their hair, and they were dressed in the finest of fabric. Happy smiles were on everyone’s features as they participated in the festival, but Jaejoong kept his distance.
He wished Yunho would be able to participate in these kinds of events, but he knew how the other gods loathed and feared him for the most ridiculous reasons. Just as he’d been cast with the fate of ruling the Underworld, the other gods were happy to shun him and to treat him as one would an outcast.
The thought of Yunho surveying the scene from a distance made Jaejoong’s heart clench in pity for the other god. How long had Yunho been without anyone to care and love for him? As a person who’d always been surrounded with love, laughter and beauty, he could hardly imagine the kind of isolation Yunho had endured for so many years.
Moved by his emotions, Jaejoong got up and began to move away from the merriment that was going on without him. He cast one look at the bright lights and the aura of radiance before he turned away and began to make his way to the dark forest that lay beyond his mother’s fields. His heart was pounding in his chest, and while he knew that Yunho would not be expecting him, he hoped the other would answer his call.
Jaejoong walked slowly to the edge of the forest and took a deep breath before he entered its embrace. He maneuvered carefully through the brambles, being sure not to stumble upon any roots. He called out for Yunho softly as he searched, his heart fluttering at the thought of seeing his lover once again.
“What are you doing here?”
The young god of spring turned around, and a smile alighted upon his face. He could make out Yunho’s silhouette, and he took a few steps in the other’s direction.
“I missed you,” Jaejoong said as he continued to walk up to Yunho. He stopped barely a few centimeters from the other, and his eyes twinkled with the love that was threatening to burst out of him. “Are you not happy to see me?”
“I am most happy to see you my love,” Yunho murmured as he reached out and brushed the other’s cheekbone with his thumb. “But should you be here? I am well aware that you should be…” his face hardened, and the look made Jaejoong’s heart clench. “You shouldn’t -“
Jaejoong hooked his arms around Yunho’s neck and smiled up at him. He slowly began to sway, and the god of darkness merely looked at him plainly with hardly a single emotion flickering across his impassive face.
“What are you doing?”
“Dancing,” Jaejoong murmured as he brought Yunho closer and rested his head against the other’s chest. “I would greatly enjoy it if you moved with me.” He looked up at Yunho, and he noticed the dark look that had crossed the other god’s face. It brought a frown to his lips, and he placed his right hand on Yunho’s cheek.
“What’s wrong?”
“You don’t need to be here.”
“But I want to be here,” Jaejoong insisted gently, well aware of Yunho’s tendency to turn away whenever he was pushed. He held Yunho’s gaze, his heart hammering in his chest. “I want to be here…with you.”
“It is a beautiful night. Do not spend it shrouded in the darkness.” Yunho murmured as he ran his fingers through Jaejoong’s soft hair. He looked at the other with a look of regret and longing, “Return to the others, and I will be content in seeing your happy face among them. Do you not want to hear the beautiful music that -“
Jaejoong frowned at his lover. “I don’t need music. I know what I want to hear.” Silence took up the emptiness in their conversation, and Jaejoong could hear the faint rustling in the forest. He buried his face into Yunho’s shoulder, inhaling in deeply before he looked up at the other once again.
Firm hands were set at his waist, and Yunho looked down at him, their faces only centimeters apart. “What would you like to hear?”
Jaejoong took in a deep breath and shut his eyes. He listened once again to the quiet sounds of the forest, and in the distance, he thought he could still hear the music coming from the festivities nearby. No doubt the other gods were enjoying themselves without a care in the world. In fact, he was fairly sure that they hadn’t even noticed that he had slipped away.
He remained quiet for a few seconds before he opened his eyes and met the other god’s. This was what he wanted. He did not care for the kinds of lives that most of the other gods lived. He did not wish to go around, flitting from lover to lover just as a bee went from flower to flower, or to live a life filled with petty jealousy or unquenchable greed.
All he wanted was a simple life, one filled with love and happiness. A bright smile graced Jaejoong’s lips, and his grip around Yunho’s neck tightened slightly. He was overflowing with emotion, and he didn’t know if Yunho knew how much of an effect he had upon him.
“Do you love me?”
A soft sigh escaped Yunho’s lips, and his hands tightened their grip on Jaejoong’s waist. Jaejoong waited patiently for the reply that he knew would soon come. He could see it in the other’s actions, and he could see it in the other’s eyes. The answer would come - all he had to do was wait.
Soon enough, Yunho raised his eyes and gazed upon Jaejoong with such passion and intensity in his eyes that the look made Jaejoong blush and shrink back slightly in response.
“More than you will ever realize,” Yunho whispered before he placed his lips over Jaejoong’s and pulled him tightly into his arms.
Part 2