Devil of My Heart - 18 [END]
“Why?” Junsu asks, allowing Yoochun to hold his face in between his palms, “I really can’t find the heart to push you away,” the smaller admits, hands grabbing fistful of Yoochun’s shirt.
The man’s arms wrapped around his waist, eyes penetrating into his warm pupils, “I’m sorry,” he whispered softly. “Please understand me?” Yoochun asks, lips quivering in determination. “I never meant a thing I said to you.”
“I don’t get you?”
“Junsu ah!” Yoochun grabbed both of his hands and turned them into his, fingers tangling into each other’s. “You know my dad is almost dying, I…I don’t know if I can really go against him at a time like this,” his eyes shifted down slowly.
“That’s why you decided to marry Cha Hee?” Junsu asks, expression full of grief as the other nodded. He really wants to believe Yoochun this time, he can see it in those eyes. Like he had mentioned before Yoochun’s eyes never lie to him. Biting on his lips as if deciding he avoided the man’s longing gaze until he shook him softly. Junsu was trembling, “God, I’m really selfish Yoochun!” he cried out, “I’ve never consider your situation and look at me just running away and avoiding my own problems!”
Yoochun kissed him, violently, teeth clashing against his, lips crushing as if wanting to bruise the other. “I’m the devil here,” he reasoned, “The truth is the devil of my heart is seeping with greed. I drove you this far and then pushed you away just for my convenience,” he explained running the back of his hand over Junsu’s tears stained cheeks, “Forgive me Junsu, please.”
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Changmin kicked a rock into the nearby pond as he skimmed through the garden. His heart clenched unwilling to let Junsu go but he doubts he can really keep him within his grip anyway. He already decided that he belongs with Yoochun, and only him. A sigh escaped his lips and he rubbed his head, images flashing back into his head.
If only Junsu didn’t reminded him so much of her, especially at his helpless state he can’t stand to abandon the poor thing like that. “Who am I trying to kid anyway?” he asks himself, “How am I going to replace Yoochun in order for Chloe to be replaced by Junsu?” a smile crept bitterly onto his lips as his eyebrows furrowed reminiscing his past girlfriend.
“Changmin ah!” he heard Jaejoong’s call in the distance, also interrupting his thoughts. Picking up pace to walk to the voice he began to wonder what’s up.
“Come boy!” he saw Jaejoong in the dining room signaling him to come over. “Hot pot today!” he offered excitedly steering Changmin to the table and down onto a chair. Food? He almost forgot he was starving.
Yunho cocked and brow and tried to keep from laughing, “Try! Try!” Jaejoong said eagerly pushing the meat into Changmin’s lips.
“He said he wanted to take over the kitchen sometimes to cook for us,” Yunho reassured Changmin that Jaejoong is not that crazy.
He nodded, “Ummm, this is delicious Jae!” he smiled when Jaejoong laughed, eyes glittered in delight.
“Really? Yunho ah! You try too!” Jaejoong rushed and his lover nodded, passing a careless look as his heart softened down for Changmin.
“I heard news about Chloe,” Jaejoong seated himself in between the two, hearing this caused Changmin to almost have a coughing fit.
“W…what??”
“Remember we went people to check on the posts, Chloe is coming back soon,” Yunho stated sipping the hot soup Jaejoong scooped into his bowl.
Changmin’s eyes widened, “You guys are liars!” he accused.
“We don’t lie!” Jaejoong argued back, “Chloe has her reasons you know, why don’t you just ask her to clarify everything when she comes back?”
“I will,” Changmin stated determinedly, bring his bow near his lips to conceal his eager smile.
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A finger dipped into the curve of his spine, skin tempting and hot under his touch. A pair of lips pressed kisses onto his skin, warm and husky whispers followed. “Let’s not go back,” Yoochun breathed into his neck.
Junsu sighed, eyes closing to decide what was best, “Master Park, he-”
“Please Junsu, I’ve already came this far. You must know by now you’re the one I’m choosing,” he nibbled the earlobe as the boy gave out a soft moan.
On his stomach he nuzzled his face into his arms was Yoochun’s naked body caressed against his in the state of after sex. Yoochun wouldn’t stop kissing him, even now, as if Junsu’s the best damn thing he’d ever tasted in his entire life. “Let’s stay here and be together forever,” Yoochun offered blowing gently where his wet lips left at, and Junsu shivered.
If Yoochun already said and didn’t want to think too much he really has no choice. Flipping around to face his lover he found his heart sped again. Yoochun lifted his body over his own, the smaller resting over his. Junsu kissed his toned stomach, hands caressing his torso. He then moved up on his knees still in Yoochun’s lap as his arms came around to hug the other.
Junsu pressed his lips onto Yoochun’s hot skin, his shoulder blades relaxing at the soft touch, “Yoochun ah I love you.”
“I love you more,” Yoochun smiled, he hugged the smaller frame closer to his body, “I’m going to show you how much I love you and missed you,” Junsu let out a small yelp when Yoochun slid their erection against each other, inflating wanton desires and moans.
Junsu positioned himself, not caring if he wouldn’t even be able to walk tomorrow. “Show me,” his begging became breathy and long feeling Yoochun’s tip against his entrance. He leaned down to kissed Yoochun’s chest as the man slowly entered him thanks to their previous activity it had made it easier and more enjoyable for the two the second time around.
Yoochun groaned deeply, hands cupping Junsu’s round asset to push him in further, making sure he was able to hit the center of Junsu’s pleasure. When he heard an approved moaned he knew he had it and helped Junsu dive back into him. Hips thrusting against each other they began to grind into a rhythm, beating back and forth.
He palmed Junsu’s length in between their stomachs as the other shuddered, eyes closing tight and throwing his head back. “Faster please,” Junsu pleaded and guided their hands to stroke his manhood in the same pace as Yoochun was sinking into him.
Their sweaty body mused with the heat as the two came, moaning in pleasures of their love.
Devil of My Heart, The End.
The man’s arms wrapped around his waist, eyes penetrating into his warm pupils, “I’m sorry,” he whispered softly. “Please understand me?” Yoochun asks, lips quivering in determination. “I never meant a thing I said to you.”
“I don’t get you?”
“Junsu ah!” Yoochun grabbed both of his hands and turned them into his, fingers tangling into each other’s. “You know my dad is almost dying, I…I don’t know if I can really go against him at a time like this,” his eyes shifted down slowly.
“That’s why you decided to marry Cha Hee?” Junsu asks, expression full of grief as the other nodded. He really wants to believe Yoochun this time, he can see it in those eyes. Like he had mentioned before Yoochun’s eyes never lie to him. Biting on his lips as if deciding he avoided the man’s longing gaze until he shook him softly. Junsu was trembling, “God, I’m really selfish Yoochun!” he cried out, “I’ve never consider your situation and look at me just running away and avoiding my own problems!”
Yoochun kissed him, violently, teeth clashing against his, lips crushing as if wanting to bruise the other. “I’m the devil here,” he reasoned, “The truth is the devil of my heart is seeping with greed. I drove you this far and then pushed you away just for my convenience,” he explained running the back of his hand over Junsu’s tears stained cheeks, “Forgive me Junsu, please.”
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Changmin kicked a rock into the nearby pond as he skimmed through the garden. His heart clenched unwilling to let Junsu go but he doubts he can really keep him within his grip anyway. He already decided that he belongs with Yoochun, and only him. A sigh escaped his lips and he rubbed his head, images flashing back into his head.
If only Junsu didn’t reminded him so much of her, especially at his helpless state he can’t stand to abandon the poor thing like that. “Who am I trying to kid anyway?” he asks himself, “How am I going to replace Yoochun in order for Chloe to be replaced by Junsu?” a smile crept bitterly onto his lips as his eyebrows furrowed reminiscing his past girlfriend.
“Changmin ah!” he heard Jaejoong’s call in the distance, also interrupting his thoughts. Picking up pace to walk to the voice he began to wonder what’s up.
“Come boy!” he saw Jaejoong in the dining room signaling him to come over. “Hot pot today!” he offered excitedly steering Changmin to the table and down onto a chair. Food? He almost forgot he was starving.
Yunho cocked and brow and tried to keep from laughing, “Try! Try!” Jaejoong said eagerly pushing the meat into Changmin’s lips.
“He said he wanted to take over the kitchen sometimes to cook for us,” Yunho reassured Changmin that Jaejoong is not that crazy.
He nodded, “Ummm, this is delicious Jae!” he smiled when Jaejoong laughed, eyes glittered in delight.
“Really? Yunho ah! You try too!” Jaejoong rushed and his lover nodded, passing a careless look as his heart softened down for Changmin.
“I heard news about Chloe,” Jaejoong seated himself in between the two, hearing this caused Changmin to almost have a coughing fit.
“W…what??”
“Remember we went people to check on the posts, Chloe is coming back soon,” Yunho stated sipping the hot soup Jaejoong scooped into his bowl.
Changmin’s eyes widened, “You guys are liars!” he accused.
“We don’t lie!” Jaejoong argued back, “Chloe has her reasons you know, why don’t you just ask her to clarify everything when she comes back?”
“I will,” Changmin stated determinedly, bring his bow near his lips to conceal his eager smile.
`
A finger dipped into the curve of his spine, skin tempting and hot under his touch. A pair of lips pressed kisses onto his skin, warm and husky whispers followed. “Let’s not go back,” Yoochun breathed into his neck.
Junsu sighed, eyes closing to decide what was best, “Master Park, he-”
“Please Junsu, I’ve already came this far. You must know by now you’re the one I’m choosing,” he nibbled the earlobe as the boy gave out a soft moan.
On his stomach he nuzzled his face into his arms was Yoochun’s naked body caressed against his in the state of after sex. Yoochun wouldn’t stop kissing him, even now, as if Junsu’s the best damn thing he’d ever tasted in his entire life. “Let’s stay here and be together forever,” Yoochun offered blowing gently where his wet lips left at, and Junsu shivered.
If Yoochun already said and didn’t want to think too much he really has no choice. Flipping around to face his lover he found his heart sped again. Yoochun lifted his body over his own, the smaller resting over his. Junsu kissed his toned stomach, hands caressing his torso. He then moved up on his knees still in Yoochun’s lap as his arms came around to hug the other.
Junsu pressed his lips onto Yoochun’s hot skin, his shoulder blades relaxing at the soft touch, “Yoochun ah I love you.”
“I love you more,” Yoochun smiled, he hugged the smaller frame closer to his body, “I’m going to show you how much I love you and missed you,” Junsu let out a small yelp when Yoochun slid their erection against each other, inflating wanton desires and moans.
Junsu positioned himself, not caring if he wouldn’t even be able to walk tomorrow. “Show me,” his begging became breathy and long feeling Yoochun’s tip against his entrance. He leaned down to kissed Yoochun’s chest as the man slowly entered him thanks to their previous activity it had made it easier and more enjoyable for the two the second time around.
Yoochun groaned deeply, hands cupping Junsu’s round asset to push him in further, making sure he was able to hit the center of Junsu’s pleasure. When he heard an approved moaned he knew he had it and helped Junsu dive back into him. Hips thrusting against each other they began to grind into a rhythm, beating back and forth.
He palmed Junsu’s length in between their stomachs as the other shuddered, eyes closing tight and throwing his head back. “Faster please,” Junsu pleaded and guided their hands to stroke his manhood in the same pace as Yoochun was sinking into him.
Their sweaty body mused with the heat as the two came, moaning in pleasures of their love.
Devil of My Heart, The End.