Devil of My Heart - 12
Title: Devil of My Heart
Pairings: Yoosu & other DBSK
Rating: PG13 to R
Chapters: ?
Summary: Born in poverty Junsu was sold away to become a slave, but he was tempted by his Young Master Yoochun into passions he would never forget. Who knew their love could grow so strong under the pressure of Yoochun's intolerance family? Worse yet, Yoochun is about to become a married man.
Plotbunny: veggieincoma
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5
Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Junsu had made Yoochun promise to not look at him when he goes down into the water, he was half embarrassed that Yoochun was going to see him nude and half scared Yoochun will be frightened because of his scars. When it seemed like Junsu was going to burst into tears his Young Master obliged, turning around with covered eyes in the water listening close to Junsu’s movements as the water rippled softly over to his area.
The water is not pleasing to touch, but the crisp sense gave them a feeling of anew and freshness. Face red, Junsu tries to busy himself with drawing ripples in the water just below his chest when he felt a breath behind him. He gasped and tried to spin around but Yoochun had caught onto his waist under the water, he leaned down from behind the boy and breathed into the nape of his neck; it had his chest beating fast, lips gasping and eyes lost.
He turned and shoved Yoochun a little, “Don’t look at me,”
“Why? You look beautiful,” the older said softly.
Junsu shook his head, arms coming around to cover his chest and as much of his flesh as he can, “No, these scars are hideous,” he argued, eyes fixed firmly at the water between him and the other.
“No they are not, look at mine,” Yoochun pointed to his arm, implying his injuries from a while ago and a few other scars which he got from climbing trees when he was younger, “Do these make me an ugly person?”
Junsu’s head titled to meet his gaze, “N..no.”
His Young Master smiled, eyes also grinning at him and he just couldn’t help himself, Junsu lurched towards him and into his arms. His lips fell upon Yoochun’s scars and kissed them gently, he looked up at the other and their lips met. Kiss by kiss before Junsu was willing to let Yoochun’s tongue tease his mouth open tugging his wet lips until he groaned into the elder’s mouth.
Supportive arms came around his back and he was enjoying himself by rubbing Yoochun’s chest, taking water back up to the crowns after his hands dipped down to his abs. The older pulled away lazily, lips too wet and red when he pressed a kiss on the corner of Junsu’s then down to his jaws, leaving a wet trail as it travels to suck the pulsing veins on Junsu’s neck, he whimpered, arms coming around over Yoochun’s neck.
Soon Yoochun’s curious hands wandered down his back, gripping the tight globes under water that had Junsu let out a yelp of excitement and shock. His lips smiled against Junsu’s who was clearly out of breath when he walked him backwards to a water kissed rock, smooth as can be. Their erections brushing past each other making Junsu breathe harder, struggling for control, trying to keep it together. “God Yoochun,” he whispered breathless when the man leans down and continues to suck and nip his skin lightly, “It aches and the feeling won’t go away,”
“This?” Yoochun’s warm palm wrapped around the boy’s manhood and he cried, nodding urgently as he shut his eyes and turned to the side due to pure humiliation, hands still trembling over Yoochun’s shoulders. “Shall I make it better?” he kissed near Junsu’s ear and whispered huskily, who nodded again afraid to look at him. The temptation of Yoochun’s digits over his erection was too much when they are just laying still, he bit his lips and tries to suppress any sounds from coming out when Yoochun gently pump him.
The man thumbed over his tip a few times while Junsu tensed up more, “Open your eyes, relax or it won’t feel good,” Yoochun chuckles, “Or does this make you feel guilty?”
For the third time Junsu nodded, letting light sipped through his eyes as he gazed at the man before him, “Don’t worry you can help me back later,”
“Okay,” Junsu replied innocently while Yoochun brushed his stray hair away and kissed him. His hands came back to the rock for support as soon as he felt those lips left his, making their way down to his chest. Not this again, he’s totally weak against this move not to mention it drives him crazy. Yoochun bit his pert nipple, ran his hot tongue over it and sucked gently; Junsu moaned, eyes rolled back and knees buckling.
The sucking grew hungry and the hand on his erection fastened its pace, he thrusts into Yoochun’s hand too. Junsu felt like he’s actually experiencing heaven while the water around them heated up. He groans clearly enjoying Yoochun’s love, there were no words to describe how pleasurable this feels. He wants them to be together forever now, he was sure of it because it was only Yoochun who were able to surface those feelings and cries from him.
Junsu’s lower half tensed as he felt it coming, he cried out loud, Yoochun’s lips moved upwards as fingers fondles with his other peppled nipple. His eyes squeezed together as he shuttered, shooting out cum that quickly dissolved with the water. The other held him in place so that he wouldn’t slide down and let go of his manhood, that hand sliding over to his inner thigh giving it a light caress before lifting it up a little. Yoochun groaned as Junsu’s lips mimic his early kisses on his own skin. He ran his hand over Junsu’s flat stomach trying to distract him from the pain his other fingers were causing as they scissored their way into him. The first digit wasn’t too bad, Junsu did bite him but as soon as he thrust inside with another digit Junsu pulled his head away and cried. “Yoochun ah!” he squeaked, “Are we helping you now?!” his eyes panicked, his teeth clenched onto his bottom lips, hips struggling in the wet.
“Can I do this?” Yoochun asks burying his face into Junsu’s neck trying to catch his breath, “If it hurts-”
“Uhhh,” the younger on pants, “I want it, I want to…” he hugged Yoochun’s neck tightly when the fingers thrust faster, spreading and stretching his heated core.
“Junsu ah…” Yoochun looked up at him, “It’s going to hurt the first time I’ll be gentle, tell me to stop whenever,” the boy nodded, eyes frightened but he still nodded.
His Young Master looks down under the water, took his fingers out lifted Junsu’s right leg up sideways while his other hand guided his own erection to Junsu’s rosy heat. As soon as the tip brushed Junsu whimpered, he tried his best to relax, to open up, to let Yoochun all the way in. The man shifted his stare directly into Junsu’s eyes as he slowly enters watching Junsu look at him back, “Hah…ahh…Yoo…chun ahh…” his pupils glistened with tears, his back pushed against the cool of the rock. “Will…hah…kiss, please,” he begged, he wanted and needed a distraction to which Yoochun fulfilled leaning down to claim his soft sweet lips once again, tendering brushing his tongue inside. Junsu’s brows curved, he was concentrating on the kiss but as he felt Yoochun all the way inside a spark grew in his chest. His Young Master was groaning senseless into his mouth because Junsu’s tightness clamping around his arousal.
“God,” he closed his eyes and sighed, “You feel so damn good,” his words made Junsu happy, he wants to be the only one who can make Yoochun feel good. He kissed Yoochun’s neck feeling him pull out and thrusts back in, the water sliding past his erection into Junsu also. It was hard, and fast; the force pushed Junsu deeper into the hard rock, “Ahh…AH!” he cried, Yoochun manhood triggered his sweet spot, nestled deep within him and it continues to hit him all over again, many many times.
The two held onto each other for support, crying into each other’s skin and lips. Junsu’s member stroking in between their stomach as each thrusts carry them closer to the edge.
It stopped hurting for that moment, he tightened around Yoochun when the man’s cry choke him as he came, spilling his hot seeds into Junsu. “It feels….so…ahhh…weird,” the boy concluded feeling Yoochun’s whole weight on him as he crashed into comfort after the cum, and Junsu came afterwards for the second time.
A while later, after they regain their composition Yoochun slid out. He kissed Junsu again and brushed his hair, dampened with sweat, away. Yoochun hugged his body close to his own, “We’re each other’s now, always and forever,” he assured with a light whisper. Junsu nodded, too tired to even think right except he allow the sweet words to secure their place in his mind.
He giggles when the older guided his hand over his chest, letting him feel his racing heart, “Yours too,” Yoochun mentioned, spreading his palm over Junsu’s left side of the chest.
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“Why don’t you put both your legs to one side instead?” Yoochun suggested when Junsu complained that it hurt to sit on the horse.
“It still hurts,” he whines, sliding both feet over.
The other’s arm encircled his waist, lips leaned down to brush gently by his skin,“It’ll go away, promise,”
“If you say so,” Junsu smiled, a hand reached up to cup his lover’s cheek.
“Okay, we’re gonna get going,” Yoochun said, one hand on the straddle, “But it looks like we have to make a stop at a motel soon,” his eyes averted to the setting sun.
“Hey Yoochun ah?” Junsu turned slightly, still encased in the other’s warmth. “Does it really feel good that way? You know, inside of me?” he blushed furiously at his own question.
Yoochun began to ride, quick to move the horse into a fast speed, “Yeah,”
“Do you think I can try it to you?”
The Young Master stared down at Junsu strangely and burst out laughing.
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haha this is quite embarrassing. if you comment i'll feel better :P
Pairings: Yoosu & other DBSK
Rating: PG13 to R
Chapters: ?
Summary: Born in poverty Junsu was sold away to become a slave, but he was tempted by his Young Master Yoochun into passions he would never forget. Who knew their love could grow so strong under the pressure of Yoochun's intolerance family? Worse yet, Yoochun is about to become a married man.
Plotbunny: veggieincoma
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5
Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Junsu had made Yoochun promise to not look at him when he goes down into the water, he was half embarrassed that Yoochun was going to see him nude and half scared Yoochun will be frightened because of his scars. When it seemed like Junsu was going to burst into tears his Young Master obliged, turning around with covered eyes in the water listening close to Junsu’s movements as the water rippled softly over to his area.
The water is not pleasing to touch, but the crisp sense gave them a feeling of anew and freshness. Face red, Junsu tries to busy himself with drawing ripples in the water just below his chest when he felt a breath behind him. He gasped and tried to spin around but Yoochun had caught onto his waist under the water, he leaned down from behind the boy and breathed into the nape of his neck; it had his chest beating fast, lips gasping and eyes lost.
He turned and shoved Yoochun a little, “Don’t look at me,”
“Why? You look beautiful,” the older said softly.
Junsu shook his head, arms coming around to cover his chest and as much of his flesh as he can, “No, these scars are hideous,” he argued, eyes fixed firmly at the water between him and the other.
“No they are not, look at mine,” Yoochun pointed to his arm, implying his injuries from a while ago and a few other scars which he got from climbing trees when he was younger, “Do these make me an ugly person?”
Junsu’s head titled to meet his gaze, “N..no.”
His Young Master smiled, eyes also grinning at him and he just couldn’t help himself, Junsu lurched towards him and into his arms. His lips fell upon Yoochun’s scars and kissed them gently, he looked up at the other and their lips met. Kiss by kiss before Junsu was willing to let Yoochun’s tongue tease his mouth open tugging his wet lips until he groaned into the elder’s mouth.
Supportive arms came around his back and he was enjoying himself by rubbing Yoochun’s chest, taking water back up to the crowns after his hands dipped down to his abs. The older pulled away lazily, lips too wet and red when he pressed a kiss on the corner of Junsu’s then down to his jaws, leaving a wet trail as it travels to suck the pulsing veins on Junsu’s neck, he whimpered, arms coming around over Yoochun’s neck.
Soon Yoochun’s curious hands wandered down his back, gripping the tight globes under water that had Junsu let out a yelp of excitement and shock. His lips smiled against Junsu’s who was clearly out of breath when he walked him backwards to a water kissed rock, smooth as can be. Their erections brushing past each other making Junsu breathe harder, struggling for control, trying to keep it together. “God Yoochun,” he whispered breathless when the man leans down and continues to suck and nip his skin lightly, “It aches and the feeling won’t go away,”
“This?” Yoochun’s warm palm wrapped around the boy’s manhood and he cried, nodding urgently as he shut his eyes and turned to the side due to pure humiliation, hands still trembling over Yoochun’s shoulders. “Shall I make it better?” he kissed near Junsu’s ear and whispered huskily, who nodded again afraid to look at him. The temptation of Yoochun’s digits over his erection was too much when they are just laying still, he bit his lips and tries to suppress any sounds from coming out when Yoochun gently pump him.
The man thumbed over his tip a few times while Junsu tensed up more, “Open your eyes, relax or it won’t feel good,” Yoochun chuckles, “Or does this make you feel guilty?”
For the third time Junsu nodded, letting light sipped through his eyes as he gazed at the man before him, “Don’t worry you can help me back later,”
“Okay,” Junsu replied innocently while Yoochun brushed his stray hair away and kissed him. His hands came back to the rock for support as soon as he felt those lips left his, making their way down to his chest. Not this again, he’s totally weak against this move not to mention it drives him crazy. Yoochun bit his pert nipple, ran his hot tongue over it and sucked gently; Junsu moaned, eyes rolled back and knees buckling.
The sucking grew hungry and the hand on his erection fastened its pace, he thrusts into Yoochun’s hand too. Junsu felt like he’s actually experiencing heaven while the water around them heated up. He groans clearly enjoying Yoochun’s love, there were no words to describe how pleasurable this feels. He wants them to be together forever now, he was sure of it because it was only Yoochun who were able to surface those feelings and cries from him.
Junsu’s lower half tensed as he felt it coming, he cried out loud, Yoochun’s lips moved upwards as fingers fondles with his other peppled nipple. His eyes squeezed together as he shuttered, shooting out cum that quickly dissolved with the water. The other held him in place so that he wouldn’t slide down and let go of his manhood, that hand sliding over to his inner thigh giving it a light caress before lifting it up a little. Yoochun groaned as Junsu’s lips mimic his early kisses on his own skin. He ran his hand over Junsu’s flat stomach trying to distract him from the pain his other fingers were causing as they scissored their way into him. The first digit wasn’t too bad, Junsu did bite him but as soon as he thrust inside with another digit Junsu pulled his head away and cried. “Yoochun ah!” he squeaked, “Are we helping you now?!” his eyes panicked, his teeth clenched onto his bottom lips, hips struggling in the wet.
“Can I do this?” Yoochun asks burying his face into Junsu’s neck trying to catch his breath, “If it hurts-”
“Uhhh,” the younger on pants, “I want it, I want to…” he hugged Yoochun’s neck tightly when the fingers thrust faster, spreading and stretching his heated core.
“Junsu ah…” Yoochun looked up at him, “It’s going to hurt the first time I’ll be gentle, tell me to stop whenever,” the boy nodded, eyes frightened but he still nodded.
His Young Master looks down under the water, took his fingers out lifted Junsu’s right leg up sideways while his other hand guided his own erection to Junsu’s rosy heat. As soon as the tip brushed Junsu whimpered, he tried his best to relax, to open up, to let Yoochun all the way in. The man shifted his stare directly into Junsu’s eyes as he slowly enters watching Junsu look at him back, “Hah…ahh…Yoo…chun ahh…” his pupils glistened with tears, his back pushed against the cool of the rock. “Will…hah…kiss, please,” he begged, he wanted and needed a distraction to which Yoochun fulfilled leaning down to claim his soft sweet lips once again, tendering brushing his tongue inside. Junsu’s brows curved, he was concentrating on the kiss but as he felt Yoochun all the way inside a spark grew in his chest. His Young Master was groaning senseless into his mouth because Junsu’s tightness clamping around his arousal.
“God,” he closed his eyes and sighed, “You feel so damn good,” his words made Junsu happy, he wants to be the only one who can make Yoochun feel good. He kissed Yoochun’s neck feeling him pull out and thrusts back in, the water sliding past his erection into Junsu also. It was hard, and fast; the force pushed Junsu deeper into the hard rock, “Ahh…AH!” he cried, Yoochun manhood triggered his sweet spot, nestled deep within him and it continues to hit him all over again, many many times.
The two held onto each other for support, crying into each other’s skin and lips. Junsu’s member stroking in between their stomach as each thrusts carry them closer to the edge.
It stopped hurting for that moment, he tightened around Yoochun when the man’s cry choke him as he came, spilling his hot seeds into Junsu. “It feels….so…ahhh…weird,” the boy concluded feeling Yoochun’s whole weight on him as he crashed into comfort after the cum, and Junsu came afterwards for the second time.
A while later, after they regain their composition Yoochun slid out. He kissed Junsu again and brushed his hair, dampened with sweat, away. Yoochun hugged his body close to his own, “We’re each other’s now, always and forever,” he assured with a light whisper. Junsu nodded, too tired to even think right except he allow the sweet words to secure their place in his mind.
He giggles when the older guided his hand over his chest, letting him feel his racing heart, “Yours too,” Yoochun mentioned, spreading his palm over Junsu’s left side of the chest.
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“Why don’t you put both your legs to one side instead?” Yoochun suggested when Junsu complained that it hurt to sit on the horse.
“It still hurts,” he whines, sliding both feet over.
The other’s arm encircled his waist, lips leaned down to brush gently by his skin,“It’ll go away, promise,”
“If you say so,” Junsu smiled, a hand reached up to cup his lover’s cheek.
“Okay, we’re gonna get going,” Yoochun said, one hand on the straddle, “But it looks like we have to make a stop at a motel soon,” his eyes averted to the setting sun.
“Hey Yoochun ah?” Junsu turned slightly, still encased in the other’s warmth. “Does it really feel good that way? You know, inside of me?” he blushed furiously at his own question.
Yoochun began to ride, quick to move the horse into a fast speed, “Yeah,”
“Do you think I can try it to you?”
The Young Master stared down at Junsu strangely and burst out laughing.
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haha this is quite embarrassing. if you comment i'll feel better :P