it's always sunny in space - chapter 7
it's always sunny in space (7/13)
apocryphalic + loveclouds
yunho/changmin
nc-17
fbi!changmin meets alien!yunho, his yoga instructor. commence bending, finding inner peace, and discovering love that's out of this world.
previous: chapter 1 l chapter 2 l chapter 3 l chapter 4 l chapter 5 l chapter 6
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Heechul comes back after a night of partying and grudgingly makes peace with Changmin, leaving the happy couple with a hug and a death threat, gladly returning to the catwalks of LA to avoid being third wheel.
Yunho hardly notices.
Changmin keeps telling him not to but Yunho thinks he has perfect right to freak out massively.
It's not every day that your boyfriend asks you to meet his parents for the first time. Yunho's not worried about being liked, he's just worried about screwing it up somehow. It doesn't matter whether or not it's with humans and on Earth; meeting the parents is still meeting the parents and you only get to meet the parents to make a good first impression once.
"Do they like jelly beans?" he asks, ignoring the way that Changmin's quietly ignoring him. It's been five days since the younger man has asked him to meet the future in laws and four days since Changmin's moved in and Yunho's not feeling any calmer. "And your sisters! Do they like pink ponies?"
Changmin sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, shooting Yunho a blank look. "You need to stop freaking out. Also, there's no such thing as pink ponies." He blinks a few times back at Yunho before sliding off the sofa and walking into the kitchen. "Your freaking out is making me freak out, Yunho. And you're so tense that I'm tense too. This isn't helping me find my inner peace at all."
Changmin's been wondering for a few days now whether he should tell Yunho about being an FBI agent. Sure it's secretive and all but Yunho's his boyfriend and he's about to meet the parents, and he's sort of told the older man he's loved him now; telling him he's an FBI agent really should be the least of his worries.
"Hyung..." he trails off, standing in the kitchen, "Can we talk?"
Yunho blinks and immediately moves to go to Changmin, pressing their bodies together until Changmin's backed up against the counter. "Of course we can talk. We can always talk. What's on your mind?"
"You," Changmin replies with a soft smile, teasing and more than honest. He presses a kiss to the top of Yunho's head and sighs quietly as he runs his fingers up and down Yunho's arm. "Remember how I said I work for the federal government?" he says slowly, looking Yunho in the eyes, "Well, I wasn't exactly being completely honest. I'm an FBI agent. The covert, top-secret, gets sent away on life or death missions kind."
"...What," Yunho says brilliantly after a long pause, staring at Changmin slack-jawed. Of course it occurs to him that dating and sleeping with an FBI agent isn't the best way to stay hidden as an alien, but that's not even what Yunho's focused on.
The thought of his boyfriend, his lover, being sent on life or death missions just doesn't sit well with him. At all.
"You..." Yunho starts, eyebrows already knitting together with worry. "Are...are they going to send you away from me?" he asks softly, eyes wide with despair. "Is that why you're telling me this? I don't want you to leave."
Changmin picks up immediately on the concern in Yunho's voice, the fear, and reaches for him, curling Yunho into his body. "No," he muffles into Yunho's hair, "No, I'm not going anywhere, not right now. I- I'm actually here on a case already. I can't tell you the specifics but I'm not really in school, Yunho, and I'm not a bartender or a pizza boy. I'm not any of those things and I just didn't want to lie about who I am to the only person that really matters in my life."
"Right..." Yunho replies, relieved in one way, squirming more uncomfortably in another. It's not like he wants to lie about who he is either but with new knowledge that Changmin's an FBI agent... "Well, I'm...I'm glad you told me," he says in the end, "because otherwise, we would've eventually found each other out. I mean I would've found you out."
Yunho resists the urge to facepalm and steps back instead, pulling Changmin with him. His muscles are laced with tension and nervousness and Yunho needs to get rid of it.
"We haven't done yoga in a while," he says softly, wanting to change the subject, "how about a private lesson? You know, to loosen up."
Changmin raises his eyebrow and cocks his head to the side, "That's really all you have to say?" he asks, definitely more at ease now that the truth is out. "Anything you want to tell me Yunho-yah? Because this is it, you know everything there is to know about me. I'm an open book right now."
Yunho knows that Changmin's not doing it on purpose, he can't possibly be when the younger man doesn't have a clue that he's an alien but it makes Yunho more than a little nervous and jumpy.
"Nope! Nope, nothing at all. Let's warm up okay? I got you an extra pair of tights in the bedroom. Let's work on finding your inner peace, okay?"
He pushes Changmin into the bedroom and waits outside, biting anxiously on his fingers as he tries to come up with poses they can do, anything to keep Changmin's mind off of secrets.
Changmin blinks for a few seconds in the bedroom and furrows his eyebrows a little, but slowly pulls the tights on, grunting a little at how constricting they are. He walks back out with another question prepared but feels it die away on his lips as his eyes widen, probably to take in more of the sight of Yunho stretching in nothing but his briefs, hardly anything hidden.
"Hope you don't mind," Yunho says with an innocent smile, patting the yoga mat next to him for Changmin to take a seat as well, "I didn't see much of a point in changing into tights when my briefs do just fine."
Besides, there's nothing wrong with getting a little frisky to get both of their minds off of stressful things.
They both start stretching slowly, Yunho making sure to reach over and touch Changmin whenever he can. It certainly is a perk to be Changmin's lover because now he can touch the younger man without needing a reason.
"Let's start out with the pyramid pose," Yunho says softly, "we'll start off easy. I'll show you."
He grins to himself as he stands, turning a bit to the side before casually bending over, wiggling his ass a bit.
Changmin had thought his eyes were already opened as wide as they could get but it turns out that they stretch much, much wider with every bend and twist of Yunho's muscles. "Fuck," he murmurs in appreciation when Yunho bends over completely, forehead pressed to his leg, "You really are bendy."
He whistles a little, wiggling his eyebrows before following suit with Yunho's example, bending over but not before he makes sure to widen his stance just a bit more than necessary, ensuring that Yunho gets an eyeful of him and his excitement.
Changmin's not too sure about finding inner peace at yoga school but he's found love and a really hot instructor, and that's more than enough for him.
"So, I think I'm ready for the harder stuff," he says a few breaths later, "How about you show me just how bendy you are?"
Yunho shivers a little and bites his lip to hide his grin as best he can, slowly stretching back up with a long exhale, making sure to do full extensions with his fingers and toes. "Harder...stuff," he repeats, eyes dropping naturally to Changmin's crotch, licking his lips a little. "Sure, harder stuff."
He gets down on his knees and shoots Changmin a smile, leaning forward to inch his fingers forward bit by bit until his forehead's touching the ground. Yunho shifts his ass back until it's jutting right into the air.
"Breathing...breathing is most important," he pants, "and of course, keeping a slight arch to your back." He flushes red but keeps grinning, spreading his legs apart a little. "Extended puppy pose," Yunho adds, wiggling his ass a bit more, wondering just how long Changmin's really planning on holding out against him, "a really, really good way to stretch yourself out."
Changmin swallows at the sight of Yunho's ass in the air, so perky and definitely inviting. He grins and exhales audibly, "Breathing is most important," he repeats, stretching a little more as he takes in the gorgeous view from above. "You know, I think it's getting really hot in here, what with all this strenuous exercising we're doing here."
He waits till Yunho's looking at him before he slips out of his tights, in nothing but his briefs as well. Changmin takes another deep breath, fingers sliding across the elastic band for a little while before he tugs them down, completely naked save for a black t-shirt.
"Extended puppy pose," he says quietly, eyes on Yunho's as he kneels and bends, forehead almost, nearly, not really, touching the floor. "Am I doing it right?" he whispers huskily.
Yunho squirms and makes a dying sort of noise, feeling his briefs suddenly become two sizes too small. If he had known Changmin would be into nude yoga...
"You're definitely doing this very, very right," he says dumbly, scooching back until all he sees Changmin's ass waving in the air, fingers itching to reach out and knead those round, firm cheeks, "definitely doing all the right things..." Does it really matter if Changmin's screwing up the yoga position? Not at all. Yunho's too busy drooling and staring and making Changmin uncomfortable.
He looks around discreetly while reaching forward to press Changmin's back down to curve a bit more. There's no lube in sight and he curses inwardly, bending forward to press a kiss to Changmin's lower spine.
"Be right back," Yunho whispers, dashing to the bedroom to grab their lube, kicking off his briefs along the way. He's more than ready to do some other forms of exercise and Yunho can only grin when he comes back to find Changmin still bent over, ass waving around in the air. "Just wondering..." he says softly, getting down on his knees to kneel behind Changmin directly, "would you like to put some cardio into this workout?" Yunho reaches forward and slides his palms flat against Changmin's smooth buttcheeks to give a life-affirming squeeze.
Changmin follows Yunho's body with his eyes, biting back a wanton moan when he feels the older man kneading his ass. "C-Cardio sounds amazing," he pants out, pushing his ass back even more, whimpering quietly for Yunho to hear. He knows exactly what the older man likes and how he likes it. "Breathing is the most important right?" he asks with a deep inhale, fluttering his eyes close with a loud groan of Yunho's name.
Changmin's been looking forward to having tantric yoga sex with Yunho for months now, face planting onto the floor suddenly when Yunho grabs him by the hips and tugs him closer. "Inner peace," he gasps out midway through a breath, "see if you can't help me find my inner peace," he whispers, spreading his legs apart, open invitation in every line of his body.
Yunho grins and slowly leans forward over Changmin's arched body to lick straight up from the base of the spine to the back of Changmin's neck, leaving a hot, wet trail after him. "Just wanna say something," he whispers, swirling his tongue in Changmin's ear now, "and that's to tell you that I really enjoy yoga with you."
He laughs softly and kisses his way back down Changmin's back, hands sliding up the front of the younger man's torso to pinch and tug at sensitive nipples until they harden under his touch. Yunho moans softly before sliding his hands back down, licking and sucking right above the cleft of Changmin's ass now, fingers playing slow piano on jutting hipbones. He wonders what he should do today, especially curious as to whether or not they should try tantric sex. It's going to be a lot of patience and a lot of frustration.
"Patience, okay?" Yunho warns ahead of time. He dips forward and licks along the cleft of Changmin's ass until he's suckling gently on the younger man's hole, slicking his fingers quickly.
"Not patient," Changmin moans in reply, already knowing what Yunho's got planned and really unsure if he could physically hold out from coming long enough to enjoy what Yunho's going to do. "Hyung!" he gasps out the second Yunho's tongue flicks inside, crying out in pleasure as he twitches, yoga pose totally screwed up as he falls to the floor, arms shaking as he tries to hold himself up.
He chokes out a moan and wavers dangerous when Yunho blows hotly into him, always so weak and more than sensitive to rimming. "I said to help me find my inner peace, not find it for me!" he cries out, whimpering and making soft whiny noises for Yunho to continue.
Yunho laughs throatily and pulls back, holding his fingers up between Changmin's buttcheeks to massage slowly. "Did that last sentence even make any sense?"
He doesn't give Changmin an opportunity to answer, pushing a finger inside slowly, moaning as the younger man's walls constrict immediately around the digit. Yunho always boggles at how tight Changmin is no matter how many times they have sex. Is it even possible for someone to stay so mindnumbingly tight all the time?
"You're so beautiful like this," he says softly, leaning forward to kiss the small of Changmin's back, other hand coming up to gently fondle Changmin's balls. "I love you, Changmin-ah."
Yunho doesn't want to think about FBI agents and being an alien and having to lie to the one person he cares most for. What does it matter? They love each other and that should be most important. Sighing a bit, he slips a second finger into Changmin's passage, scissoring gently before adding a third, stretching Changmin wide open. Yunho pulls back after a while to sit down on the yoga mat, tugging Changmin to turn around and face him. He spreads his legs and urges the younger man to straddle him, their cocks brushing right against one another's, drawing a husky moan from Yunho's lips.
"No rush," he says softly, tilting his head up to kiss Changmin hot and wet, tongues sliding together smoothly. "Just clear your mind of everything, okay? Look at me, listen to me, feel nothing but me. Only you and me now. Just you and me."
Yunho repeats the words softly as he kisses Changmin deep and tender, slowly rocking their bodies back and forth, back and forth, only giving the slightest of friction between them. The point of tantric sex is to take time and build up to the most powerful and explosive orgasm imaginable but it takes a lot of time and endless patience. Half psychological rather than all physical, it's supposed to be a full-body orgasm; something Yunho's yet to experience.
But since he has Changmin now, who better to try it with? He wants to connect on every possible level with the younger man.
Changmin stays as still as he can manage, panting softly because Yunho's going so slow, almost too slow. Changmin's got less than zero experience with tantric sex and can only go on what he's heard about it from his friends, knowing only that it's amazing and supposedly mindnumbing.
He wraps an arm around Yunho's neck, tugging the older man closer for a long kiss, breathing directly into Yunho's mouth before sucking gently on Yunho's tongue. "No rush," he whispers back, "I'm all yours right now and I plan on being all yours for a long while. I'm serious, you know everything there is to know about me, Yunho-yah. Everything."
Changmin moans, pressing his cheek against Yunho's and sucks on the soft patch of skin behind Yunho's ear, whimpering breathily as he grinds against Yunho, every brush of their erections sending shivers up his spine.
Yunho nods and continues to rock their bodies together, keeping all of his movements liquid and gentle. It's not about penetration, it's about connecting, and no matter how frustrated he is right now, he's not going to rush this. Yunho reaches up to wind Changmin's arms more firmly around his neck in a tight hug, head tilted back so he can look into the younger man's eyes, timing his breaths so he's inhaling with every one of Changmin's exhales.
"I love you," he whispers when he finds the time, letting the minutes go by, becoming more and more aroused as they keep rocking together. Yunho's skin is damp with sweat by the time they reach the one hour mark.
As hard as it is, they both do their best to look into each other's eyes, never breaking the connection between them. Changmin ducks down slowly to suck on Yunho's lower lip, moaning soft and husky, his own movements slower to match his lover's. "Feels good," he whispers, gasping when Yunho gently rakes nails from his shoulders down to his hips, shivering hard with pleasure.
"Feels so good," Yunho agrees, nudging Changmin's cheek with his nose before angling his head for another kiss.
Eventually, after nearly an hour and a half of just kissing and touching each other, Changmin's every movement and even the slightest brush of his fingers sends small bursts of pleasure down Yunho's spine. He pants softly and looks into Changmin's eyes unfailingly, feeling how electric the air is between them.
"Ready for more?" he asks huskily, capturing Changmin's lips for a sensual kiss before the younger man can answer.
Changmin eventually murmurs a soft yes, sucking gently on Yunho's tongue before he bends to nip at Yunho's collarbone, pressing another yes into Yunho's skin before lifting his head, eyes dark and hooded. "Yeah," he breathes out quietly, shivering from a single hot puff of air from Yunho's lips.
Changmin curls a little closer as Yunho kisses him slowly, tongues sliding hotly against one another's as he wraps his limbs tighter around Yunho's body, ankles locking and hands clasped.
Yunho picks him up with another gentle kiss, brushing their noses together as he hugs Changmin close, safe and warm. He walks them gingerly to the bedroom, careful not to arouse Changmin too much, pushing the door open and shut with his feet.
"I love you," Changmin whispers as Yunho drops him lightly onto the bed, naturally sliding his legs open for Yunho to settle between, "I love you so much." Changmin swallows any other words and smiles, shifting around and into Yunho's lap, settling back into their previous positions. "Tell me you love me," he requests, brushing his lips lightly over Yunho's skin, lapping gently at a love bite from a few days before, "Tell me you love me and want me."
"I love you," Yunho answers immediately, soft and natural, gentle smile on his face. "I love you and I want only you."
He smiles a little wider before kissing Changmin again, fingers dropping lower as he presses softly into Changmin's back, looking for sensitive pressure points. Yunho figures he's found a few by the way Changmin's gasping and arching into him, chuckling to himself before dropping his fingers between Changmin's buttcheeks.
"No more prep," he whispers, even though he prepped Changmin nearly two hours ago. "We'll go super, super slow, alright?"
Yunho reaches over to the beside drawer and pulls out another bottle of lube, new and unopened, thinking that this is a perfect chance to break it in. He pulls back from Changmin just a bit to slick his cock with lube, groaning at the immediate pleasure, his erection red and straining from all of their foreplay.
Changmin waits patiently until Yunho pulls his hand away again before leaning in for a deep kiss, smoothly rising to his knees, pressing forward until Yunho guides the hard flesh to his entrance. "Slow," he agrees, voice a bit shaky, taking a deep breath before sinking down slowly.
Yunho gasps with pleasure, arching up to search desperately for Changmin's lips, whimpering softly as the younger man takes his cock in millimeter by millimeter. Changmin clenches around him and he sees stars, gasping into Changmin's mouth as they join together.
Changmin curls his tongue around Yunho's, crying out quietly until he's finally seated in Yunho's lap, the older man's huge cock fully sheathed inside of his body. "Good?" he asks with a breathy moan, leaning until their foreheads are pressed together, smiling as he stays still. "Slow," he says once more, and despite never having been a patient man, Changmin wants nothing more than to go slow now and enjoy this lovemaking Yunho, not knowing when they'd try it again. "I really love you," he whispers, tangling his fingers into Yunho's hair, enjoying the older man's purrs and mewls.
Yunho nuzzles along Changmin's cheek, pressing a tiny kiss to the younger man's ear before bringing his hands down to grip onto Changmin's hips, one of his favorite parts of the younger man's body, rubbing them soft and tender. "Ready?" he asks once more, kissing Changmin before he can even reply.
Changmin immediately wraps his arms tighter around Yunho, hugging the older man closer, slick and warm chests pressed together snugly. "More than ready," he pants out, voice low and husky. He pulls away to grin, clenching harder on Yunho as he lifts himself up, barely an inch or two away to fall back down, moaning with every breath at the tingling sensations he gets from such a simple move.
"Look at me," Yunho breathes, already panting hard, fighting to keep their gazes locked as Changmin slowly rides him. He starts rocking their bodies back and forth again, making love the way he dances, fluid and seamless with every move.
It's all a blur of pleasure from then on, Yunho literally unable to do anything except focus on Changmin, his eyes locked onto the younger man, not knowing anything else. He moans softly but never gets loud, rocking them together, never thrusting very hard in order to let both of them last longer.
"Love you," Yunho whimpers mindlessly, clutching and hugging Changmin tighter and tighter until it's almost impossible to breathe.
The minutes tick by and Yunho doesn't know how much time passes, only knows that Changmin's beauty changes as the light does. The bright oranges and reds of sunset paint something wild and raw across Changmin's features and Yunho shakes with unspeakable pleasure, eyes only on the younger man as they join more intimately than ever before. His eyes flutter closed and the next time he opens them, Changmin's head is ducked into the curve of his neck, and Yunho can see the way the sweat glistens off of Changmin's skin in the moonlight.
It must be torture for the younger man right now because Yunho's never known anything so painful and so pleasurable all wrapped into one.
Changmin's absolutely boneless in Yunho's arms, making unconscious, soft noises with each gentle, deep thrust, feeling so in sync with the older man that he no longer knows where he ends and Yunho begins. It's so intimate that he doesn't know if he ever wants to be further apart than this from Yunho, completely addicted to this kind of pleasure and love.
"Want you," he murmurs, adding a muffled I love you into Yunho's skin as he arches for the nth time against the older man, mumbling incoherently. "Just want you so much," he repeats, blinking continuously to stay conscious, tightening his grip in Yunho's hair as he tugs Yunho in for a deep, sensual kiss, nothing but wet tongue and passion.
He manages a tiny smile at Yunho, never having felt such love and tender care from anyone before. Their coupling is different from anything he's ever experienced, so much more raw than he had ever expected. Changmin stays lax and mostly still in Yunho's arms, resting his head on Yunho's collarbone, kissing the older man's skin when he remembers to.
There's nothing he can do but try and hang on, whimpering desperately with every brush of Yunho's cock against his prostate, gasping and twitching every time he feels his orgasm inching closer. Changmin eventually brings a hand down to lace with Yunoh's, staring wide-eyed and full of affection for Yunho, brushing his fingertips against Yunho's wet skin.
It's late into the night now, the bright moon their only source of light as they continue to make love, Changmin's soft, breathy moans harmonizing perfectly with Yunho's deep and guttural groans.
Yunho feels Changmin tensing above him once more, wrapping his arm tighter around Changmin's waist, murmuring words of encouragement and love into the younger man's ear.
There's no way they can last any longer, not when Yunho's so exhausted that he feels like he's about to pass out. Staring into Changmin's eyes, he whispers an I love you before closing his own, leaning in for the slightest of kisses, their lips barely brushing together.
Changmin feels two taps on his hipbone and almost cries with relief, nodding immediately and makes incoherent, vulnerable little noises to tell Yunho that he's more than ready.
All Yunho has to do is grip onto Changmin a little tighter, thrust a little harder, and the second Changmin clenches around him, he lets himself go, orgasm washing over him so agonizingly slow that his entire mind and vision go blank. It's white, hot, furious pleasure and he arches in a soundless scream, his head snapping back to mimic his spine, arching hard into Changmin's body as he releases thick ropes of come into Changmin's gripping heat.
Changmin's cries out loudly when Yunho finally releases into him, chanting his lover's name constantly as he feels the spreading of hot come deep inside of him. He arches against Yunho in return as he comes, moaning incessantly as wave after wave of pleasure hits him, rendering him more than incapable of speaking. Changmin mumbles a few words of love and digs his nails into Yunho's arms as he releases a heavy coat of come all over his abdomen, coming so hard that he feels more than a few spots on his chin. He falls bonelessly into Yunho's arms with a whimper and quiet sob, shaking hard from head to toe, his entire body out of his control, rocking gently with each wave of pleasure.
Changmin turns to the side to breathe, thinking blearily that maybe this is what Yoochun had meant by finding his inner peace through yoga because he's definitely feeling like he just found that and much more, nirvana just a few kisses away.
"Changmin...you okay?" Yunho whispers numbly, voice nothing more than a throaty scratch. "I love you."
He barely has the energy to move let alone kiss and Yunho forces his muscles to cooperate, tilting his head up for a few gentle kisses before slowly easing back onto the bed. They're both covered in come and Yunho can already feel his own on his thighs, having come so hard that it's already leaking out of Changmin and onto the sheets.
Sighing deeply, Changmin just surrenders to Yunho's care and closes his eyes, completely lax in the older man's arms, already more than halfway to unconsciousness.
"Perfect...love you too," he whispers back, nuzzling into Yunho's warmth, so at peace that he's almost glowing.
Yunho smiles and waits until Changmin's breathing evens out and is completely under before sighing softly to himself. He wants nothing more than to sleep right now but he's a little unsettled. Changmin's trusted him with everything and Yunho's essentially holding out on who he is, and it sits like a heavy rock in the pit of his stomach.
Swallowing hard, he tugs at the blankets to tuck Changmin in warmly, wrapping his arms tightly around the younger man's waist.
"I'm sorry," he whispers, full of regret and despair, pressing a soft kiss to Changmin's hair. "I love you, Changmin-ah. Nothing changes that, okay? I love you. I'm so sorry."
Yunho drifts into sleep soon after, hoping that no matter what happens, nothing will change between them. He's scared of a lot of things right now and can't fight the foreboding gloom he feels, wishing that their love will always matter more than anything because that's what's the most important to him.
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Changmin wakes first in the morning, shifting slightly with a quiet moan. He tries to move once more, limbs still heavy with slumber and smiles once he sees Yunho's sleeping face, kissing the older man gently before yawning. He wakes Yunho with another series of soft kisses, tangling his fingers into Yunho's hair and stroking.
They kiss for a long while, Changmin curling into Yunho's warmth every time the older man even thinks of moving. Eventually though, Yunho's forced to sit them up in bed, pouting to match the one on Changmin's face. The morning is spent together, Yunho running them a warm bath before Changmin sets about making breakfast with the older man draped over his back, arms tightly wound around his waist.
He helps Yunho out with the gift-buying process later that week, making sure that Yunho doesn't get anything too expensive. Sure it's the first time Yunho will be meeting his parents but Changmin's a firm believer in the school of "it's the thought that counts". Besides, he knows his family best and despite what his sisters might say, Changmin knows they'd be more than happy with a little charm bracelet and a stuffed bear as opposed to fancy mp3 players.
Changmin drives home with a nervous Yunho in the car that following Sunday night, hands laced together so Yunho won't feel as nervous. "Calm down," he whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to Yunho's lips, rubbing a soothing path down the older man's back. "You know how much I love you and I'm telling you that it'll be more than fine. They'll love you."
And of course they do, Changmin's entire family flocking around Yunho, his two younger sisters stuck to either side of his boyfriend. He gets left behind in the foyer, frowning as he drags all the gifts in, sighing to himself as everyone coos over how handsome and well-mannered Yunho is, handing him chocolates and soda while he gets water and a seat on the floor.
Yunho pouts at Changmin from across the room, excusing himself politely before he pads over to pick his boyfriend up off the floor, curling a possessive arm around Changmin's waist and holding on tight.
Dinner turns out to be fun and nerve-wracking as well, Changmin's family trying their best to make Yunho feel at ease, chattering warmly as they immediately accept him into their family. It was never a choice of whether they'd like him or not, because they've known long ago that anyone Changmin is willing to bring home must be good enough for their son, and more importantly, must be very important to Changmin.
"Family picture!" Changmin's mom cheers, and Changmin facepalms, really not understanding why everything turns into a photo op. He sighs, though, and caves quickly, pressed right against Yunho's side, beaming at the way his parents are already referring to Yunho as their son-in-law.
The night ends too early in Yunho's opinion and they say their goodbyes with happy smiles, promising to visit again soon.
"We should do that again really soon," Yunho whispers into Changmin's ear once they get back home, already stripping down to nothing, crawling under the covers with a big, inviting smile. "But first, I think I want some time with my Changmin."
He laughs happily as Changmin launches into the big bed, both of them bouncing around a little before squriming together for tight hugs and warm kisses, tickling and touching, smiling and loving.
"Happy to see me?" Yunho asks breathlessly, arching up a little under Changmin's body to press his thigh between the younger man's legs.
"Always," Changmin replies without missing a beat. He grins and kisses Yunho hard, sucking wetly at the older man's neck before efficiently flipping Yunho onto his stomach, a predatory smile on his face. "I love you, Yunho-yah. Even if I don't say it much, I really do. You make me happy." He blushes at the honest words and presses kisses to Yunho's neck and spine instead of speaking any more, already reaching for the lube to slick his fingers generously.
Yunho moans in anticipation and spreads his legs wider. It's not too often that Changmin takes him and he knows that the younger man prefers to bottom more often than not, so for Changmin to want him like this means a lot.
Changmin doesn't tease, knowing that Yunho likes it hard and fast, slowly pushing a finger in all the way and pumping only a few beats later. He preps Yunho efficiently and with little fanfare, pushing in another finger to scissor Yunho's passage open and inserts a third digit to ensure that the older man is well prepared for the hard coupling ahead.
He bends down to kiss Yunho breathlessly, tilting the older man's face sideways as he presses a smile into the older man's lips. Changmin pulls away, sitting on his heels as he coats his erection with a substantial layer of lube. "I know you tell me how you love having my long legs wrapped around you," he whispers. "Well, I've got to admit, Yunho-yah, I love having you on your hands and knees, moaning and screaming my name and begging for more."
Changmin wraps an arm around Yunho's waist, tugging him up until he's kneeling. "Think you can handle it like this?" he whispers, licking into Yunho's ear. Changmin slides down, brushing his wet and hard cock between Yunho's cheeks and against his hole, "Because I'm going to be taking you just like this." Changmin pushes in a beat later, holding Yunho up as he thrusts all the way in, not stopping until he's fully sheathed in Yunho's heat.
Yunho makes an embarrassing whining noise, twisting his spine as Changmin fills him up, struggling to just pull in one breath of air. His arms are shaking dangerously and he fights to stay upright, already twitching from the way their position allows Changmin's cock to brush up right against his prostate.
"Move," he begs breathlessly, "Changmin, fuck me, fuck me hard. Fast, please, fast!"
For someone who teaches patience and tranquility, Yunho's got none of it when Changmin's inside of him. He yelps when the younger grips his hips and complies to his request, immediately pulling back only to slam back in, already positioned at the perfect spot. Yunho moans so loud and desperate that he can't help but blush dark red, unable to stop begging, pushing his ass back eagerly for more of Changmin's cock, his own straining into the air with desire.
"Feels good, so good!" Yunho mewls, collapsing onto his elbows as Changmin fucks him deep and thorough, listening to the slap of Changmin's thighs against his ass. He falls even further onto his face as his arms give out completely, turning his head to the side to breathe.
Changmin watches the bunch of Yunho's back muscles with dark eyes, growling with pleasure but keeping quiet otherwise. Yunho's usually very quiet when he's on top but they both enjoy each other's noises, so he keeps quiet as he takes Yunho hard and fast, reveling in every small whimper, every husky moan, every scream of his name.
He fucks Yunho hard and deep, aiming with each thrust for the older man's prostate. Changmin eventually winds up draped over Yunho's back, teeth sinking into the delicious muscles, sucking eagerly as he jerks his hips, grinding and rolling his hips like a seasoned whore.
Changmin reaches to angle Yunho's hips, tilting them upward as he rams in, losing himself quickly to the older man's moans, pistoning in and out of Yunho's tightness so fast that soon he's not pulling out at all. Changmin thrusts deeper and deeper, yanking Yunho in hard by the hips to meet his every thrust as he fucks the older man as fast as he can, wanting nothing more than to bring Yunho to completion from his cock alone.
Yunho whimpers and pleads harder, fingers clenched tightly in the sheets as Changmin thrusts in with so much force that he's being pushed upwards, rapidly making his way to the headboard where he reaches out blindly to brace himself.
Changmin manages a few more thrusts before he loses it, coming so hard that he sees stars and more, letting loose a mangled cry of Yunho's name as he comes. He quickly wraps his arms around Yunho's waist and tugs, holding Yunho against his chest as he move his arms to wrap around Yunho's upper torso, releasing spurt after spurt of come inside of Yunho.
"Ah- ah! Ah! Changmin! Changmin!!" Yunho screams and whimpers breathlessly, coming helplessly as the younger man comes directly against his prostate, so deep in his body that Yunho can almost taste Changmin's heady flavor on his tongue.
He twists and writhes underneath Changmin until he's left panting and exhausted, ultimately not being allowed to move at all, sheets and chest covered in his own come.
Changmin breathes hard against Yunho's neck, holding still and peppering kisses here and there as he waits, winding down from their intense session together. It's more often than not these days that they go to bed sticky and wake up stuck together but Changmin doesn't mind. With a soft smile, he pulls out slowly, rubbing gently at Yunho's sides once he's completely out, immediately lying down on his side to tug Yunho into his arms.
"Good?" he whispers, kissing Yunho soft and sweet, pulling the covers over their bodies.
"Fantastic," Yunho whispers back with a shy smile. He burrows into Changmin's warmth and closes his eyes, comforted by the steady beats of Changmin's heart.
He's so disgustingly in love and he knows it. Yunho draws soft shapes onto the younger man's smooth skin until Changmin's deep asleep in his arms, smiling softly as he watches for a long while, whispering I love yous that Changmin doesn't hear. Eventually, Yunho untangles himself with a resigned sigh to get his compact-com.
It's been ages since he's called Jaejoong and he knows he has to report back. At least everything's going well.
Placing a soft kiss to Changmin's forehead, Yunho tucks his lover in warmly before padding out to the living room, huddling behind the sofa to make his call.
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Changmin wakes a short while later when he turns to wrap his arms around Yunho and winds up with air. He blinks the sleep away from his eyes and sits up, untangling himself from the sticky sheets to search around the room, wondering just where his lover is.
He hears the dim chatter of voices from outside, the FBI agent in him immediately sending up danger flares, wondering who Yunho could be talking to at three in the morning. Changmin grabs his robe and slips into it, slowly padding into the hallway, suspicion rising even more when he notes that both their cell phones and Yunho's home phone are atop the dresser drawer.
Changmin holds his breath and walks out quietly, eyes naturally adjusting to the darkness. He follows the voices and turns the corner into their living room, stopping in his footsteps at what he sees.
Yunho huddled behind the sofa with a tiny compact mirror in his hand, chatting quietly with a bright smile about how he's found love here on Earth with a human and about mission assimilation going just fine. Changmin swallows hard and drops the extra robe he's got in his hand, meeting Yunho's startled gaze with his own confused and disbelieving one.
"You- you're the alien I've been tracking?"
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basically: i moved, i had no internet, i am now stealing wireless cuz i got desperate. :D sorry about the minor delay, and oooooh, plot, do you see it? 8D roflrofl.
super belated warning: we don't know if the sex was physically possible. \:D/ but whatevs. :D thanks for reading! :3
apocryphalic + loveclouds
yunho/changmin
nc-17
fbi!changmin meets alien!yunho, his yoga instructor. commence bending, finding inner peace, and discovering love that's out of this world.
previous: chapter 1 l chapter 2 l chapter 3 l chapter 4 l chapter 5 l chapter 6
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Heechul comes back after a night of partying and grudgingly makes peace with Changmin, leaving the happy couple with a hug and a death threat, gladly returning to the catwalks of LA to avoid being third wheel.
Yunho hardly notices.
Changmin keeps telling him not to but Yunho thinks he has perfect right to freak out massively.
It's not every day that your boyfriend asks you to meet his parents for the first time. Yunho's not worried about being liked, he's just worried about screwing it up somehow. It doesn't matter whether or not it's with humans and on Earth; meeting the parents is still meeting the parents and you only get to meet the parents to make a good first impression once.
"Do they like jelly beans?" he asks, ignoring the way that Changmin's quietly ignoring him. It's been five days since the younger man has asked him to meet the future in laws and four days since Changmin's moved in and Yunho's not feeling any calmer. "And your sisters! Do they like pink ponies?"
Changmin sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, shooting Yunho a blank look. "You need to stop freaking out. Also, there's no such thing as pink ponies." He blinks a few times back at Yunho before sliding off the sofa and walking into the kitchen. "Your freaking out is making me freak out, Yunho. And you're so tense that I'm tense too. This isn't helping me find my inner peace at all."
Changmin's been wondering for a few days now whether he should tell Yunho about being an FBI agent. Sure it's secretive and all but Yunho's his boyfriend and he's about to meet the parents, and he's sort of told the older man he's loved him now; telling him he's an FBI agent really should be the least of his worries.
"Hyung..." he trails off, standing in the kitchen, "Can we talk?"
Yunho blinks and immediately moves to go to Changmin, pressing their bodies together until Changmin's backed up against the counter. "Of course we can talk. We can always talk. What's on your mind?"
"You," Changmin replies with a soft smile, teasing and more than honest. He presses a kiss to the top of Yunho's head and sighs quietly as he runs his fingers up and down Yunho's arm. "Remember how I said I work for the federal government?" he says slowly, looking Yunho in the eyes, "Well, I wasn't exactly being completely honest. I'm an FBI agent. The covert, top-secret, gets sent away on life or death missions kind."
"...What," Yunho says brilliantly after a long pause, staring at Changmin slack-jawed. Of course it occurs to him that dating and sleeping with an FBI agent isn't the best way to stay hidden as an alien, but that's not even what Yunho's focused on.
The thought of his boyfriend, his lover, being sent on life or death missions just doesn't sit well with him. At all.
"You..." Yunho starts, eyebrows already knitting together with worry. "Are...are they going to send you away from me?" he asks softly, eyes wide with despair. "Is that why you're telling me this? I don't want you to leave."
Changmin picks up immediately on the concern in Yunho's voice, the fear, and reaches for him, curling Yunho into his body. "No," he muffles into Yunho's hair, "No, I'm not going anywhere, not right now. I- I'm actually here on a case already. I can't tell you the specifics but I'm not really in school, Yunho, and I'm not a bartender or a pizza boy. I'm not any of those things and I just didn't want to lie about who I am to the only person that really matters in my life."
"Right..." Yunho replies, relieved in one way, squirming more uncomfortably in another. It's not like he wants to lie about who he is either but with new knowledge that Changmin's an FBI agent... "Well, I'm...I'm glad you told me," he says in the end, "because otherwise, we would've eventually found each other out. I mean I would've found you out."
Yunho resists the urge to facepalm and steps back instead, pulling Changmin with him. His muscles are laced with tension and nervousness and Yunho needs to get rid of it.
"We haven't done yoga in a while," he says softly, wanting to change the subject, "how about a private lesson? You know, to loosen up."
Changmin raises his eyebrow and cocks his head to the side, "That's really all you have to say?" he asks, definitely more at ease now that the truth is out. "Anything you want to tell me Yunho-yah? Because this is it, you know everything there is to know about me. I'm an open book right now."
Yunho knows that Changmin's not doing it on purpose, he can't possibly be when the younger man doesn't have a clue that he's an alien but it makes Yunho more than a little nervous and jumpy.
"Nope! Nope, nothing at all. Let's warm up okay? I got you an extra pair of tights in the bedroom. Let's work on finding your inner peace, okay?"
He pushes Changmin into the bedroom and waits outside, biting anxiously on his fingers as he tries to come up with poses they can do, anything to keep Changmin's mind off of secrets.
Changmin blinks for a few seconds in the bedroom and furrows his eyebrows a little, but slowly pulls the tights on, grunting a little at how constricting they are. He walks back out with another question prepared but feels it die away on his lips as his eyes widen, probably to take in more of the sight of Yunho stretching in nothing but his briefs, hardly anything hidden.
"Hope you don't mind," Yunho says with an innocent smile, patting the yoga mat next to him for Changmin to take a seat as well, "I didn't see much of a point in changing into tights when my briefs do just fine."
Besides, there's nothing wrong with getting a little frisky to get both of their minds off of stressful things.
They both start stretching slowly, Yunho making sure to reach over and touch Changmin whenever he can. It certainly is a perk to be Changmin's lover because now he can touch the younger man without needing a reason.
"Let's start out with the pyramid pose," Yunho says softly, "we'll start off easy. I'll show you."
He grins to himself as he stands, turning a bit to the side before casually bending over, wiggling his ass a bit.
Changmin had thought his eyes were already opened as wide as they could get but it turns out that they stretch much, much wider with every bend and twist of Yunho's muscles. "Fuck," he murmurs in appreciation when Yunho bends over completely, forehead pressed to his leg, "You really are bendy."
He whistles a little, wiggling his eyebrows before following suit with Yunho's example, bending over but not before he makes sure to widen his stance just a bit more than necessary, ensuring that Yunho gets an eyeful of him and his excitement.
Changmin's not too sure about finding inner peace at yoga school but he's found love and a really hot instructor, and that's more than enough for him.
"So, I think I'm ready for the harder stuff," he says a few breaths later, "How about you show me just how bendy you are?"
Yunho shivers a little and bites his lip to hide his grin as best he can, slowly stretching back up with a long exhale, making sure to do full extensions with his fingers and toes. "Harder...stuff," he repeats, eyes dropping naturally to Changmin's crotch, licking his lips a little. "Sure, harder stuff."
He gets down on his knees and shoots Changmin a smile, leaning forward to inch his fingers forward bit by bit until his forehead's touching the ground. Yunho shifts his ass back until it's jutting right into the air.
"Breathing...breathing is most important," he pants, "and of course, keeping a slight arch to your back." He flushes red but keeps grinning, spreading his legs apart a little. "Extended puppy pose," Yunho adds, wiggling his ass a bit more, wondering just how long Changmin's really planning on holding out against him, "a really, really good way to stretch yourself out."
Changmin swallows at the sight of Yunho's ass in the air, so perky and definitely inviting. He grins and exhales audibly, "Breathing is most important," he repeats, stretching a little more as he takes in the gorgeous view from above. "You know, I think it's getting really hot in here, what with all this strenuous exercising we're doing here."
He waits till Yunho's looking at him before he slips out of his tights, in nothing but his briefs as well. Changmin takes another deep breath, fingers sliding across the elastic band for a little while before he tugs them down, completely naked save for a black t-shirt.
"Extended puppy pose," he says quietly, eyes on Yunho's as he kneels and bends, forehead almost, nearly, not really, touching the floor. "Am I doing it right?" he whispers huskily.
Yunho squirms and makes a dying sort of noise, feeling his briefs suddenly become two sizes too small. If he had known Changmin would be into nude yoga...
"You're definitely doing this very, very right," he says dumbly, scooching back until all he sees Changmin's ass waving in the air, fingers itching to reach out and knead those round, firm cheeks, "definitely doing all the right things..." Does it really matter if Changmin's screwing up the yoga position? Not at all. Yunho's too busy drooling and staring and making Changmin uncomfortable.
He looks around discreetly while reaching forward to press Changmin's back down to curve a bit more. There's no lube in sight and he curses inwardly, bending forward to press a kiss to Changmin's lower spine.
"Be right back," Yunho whispers, dashing to the bedroom to grab their lube, kicking off his briefs along the way. He's more than ready to do some other forms of exercise and Yunho can only grin when he comes back to find Changmin still bent over, ass waving around in the air. "Just wondering..." he says softly, getting down on his knees to kneel behind Changmin directly, "would you like to put some cardio into this workout?" Yunho reaches forward and slides his palms flat against Changmin's smooth buttcheeks to give a life-affirming squeeze.
Changmin follows Yunho's body with his eyes, biting back a wanton moan when he feels the older man kneading his ass. "C-Cardio sounds amazing," he pants out, pushing his ass back even more, whimpering quietly for Yunho to hear. He knows exactly what the older man likes and how he likes it. "Breathing is the most important right?" he asks with a deep inhale, fluttering his eyes close with a loud groan of Yunho's name.
Changmin's been looking forward to having tantric yoga sex with Yunho for months now, face planting onto the floor suddenly when Yunho grabs him by the hips and tugs him closer. "Inner peace," he gasps out midway through a breath, "see if you can't help me find my inner peace," he whispers, spreading his legs apart, open invitation in every line of his body.
Yunho grins and slowly leans forward over Changmin's arched body to lick straight up from the base of the spine to the back of Changmin's neck, leaving a hot, wet trail after him. "Just wanna say something," he whispers, swirling his tongue in Changmin's ear now, "and that's to tell you that I really enjoy yoga with you."
He laughs softly and kisses his way back down Changmin's back, hands sliding up the front of the younger man's torso to pinch and tug at sensitive nipples until they harden under his touch. Yunho moans softly before sliding his hands back down, licking and sucking right above the cleft of Changmin's ass now, fingers playing slow piano on jutting hipbones. He wonders what he should do today, especially curious as to whether or not they should try tantric sex. It's going to be a lot of patience and a lot of frustration.
"Patience, okay?" Yunho warns ahead of time. He dips forward and licks along the cleft of Changmin's ass until he's suckling gently on the younger man's hole, slicking his fingers quickly.
"Not patient," Changmin moans in reply, already knowing what Yunho's got planned and really unsure if he could physically hold out from coming long enough to enjoy what Yunho's going to do. "Hyung!" he gasps out the second Yunho's tongue flicks inside, crying out in pleasure as he twitches, yoga pose totally screwed up as he falls to the floor, arms shaking as he tries to hold himself up.
He chokes out a moan and wavers dangerous when Yunho blows hotly into him, always so weak and more than sensitive to rimming. "I said to help me find my inner peace, not find it for me!" he cries out, whimpering and making soft whiny noises for Yunho to continue.
Yunho laughs throatily and pulls back, holding his fingers up between Changmin's buttcheeks to massage slowly. "Did that last sentence even make any sense?"
He doesn't give Changmin an opportunity to answer, pushing a finger inside slowly, moaning as the younger man's walls constrict immediately around the digit. Yunho always boggles at how tight Changmin is no matter how many times they have sex. Is it even possible for someone to stay so mindnumbingly tight all the time?
"You're so beautiful like this," he says softly, leaning forward to kiss the small of Changmin's back, other hand coming up to gently fondle Changmin's balls. "I love you, Changmin-ah."
Yunho doesn't want to think about FBI agents and being an alien and having to lie to the one person he cares most for. What does it matter? They love each other and that should be most important. Sighing a bit, he slips a second finger into Changmin's passage, scissoring gently before adding a third, stretching Changmin wide open. Yunho pulls back after a while to sit down on the yoga mat, tugging Changmin to turn around and face him. He spreads his legs and urges the younger man to straddle him, their cocks brushing right against one another's, drawing a husky moan from Yunho's lips.
"No rush," he says softly, tilting his head up to kiss Changmin hot and wet, tongues sliding together smoothly. "Just clear your mind of everything, okay? Look at me, listen to me, feel nothing but me. Only you and me now. Just you and me."
Yunho repeats the words softly as he kisses Changmin deep and tender, slowly rocking their bodies back and forth, back and forth, only giving the slightest of friction between them. The point of tantric sex is to take time and build up to the most powerful and explosive orgasm imaginable but it takes a lot of time and endless patience. Half psychological rather than all physical, it's supposed to be a full-body orgasm; something Yunho's yet to experience.
But since he has Changmin now, who better to try it with? He wants to connect on every possible level with the younger man.
Changmin stays as still as he can manage, panting softly because Yunho's going so slow, almost too slow. Changmin's got less than zero experience with tantric sex and can only go on what he's heard about it from his friends, knowing only that it's amazing and supposedly mindnumbing.
He wraps an arm around Yunho's neck, tugging the older man closer for a long kiss, breathing directly into Yunho's mouth before sucking gently on Yunho's tongue. "No rush," he whispers back, "I'm all yours right now and I plan on being all yours for a long while. I'm serious, you know everything there is to know about me, Yunho-yah. Everything."
Changmin moans, pressing his cheek against Yunho's and sucks on the soft patch of skin behind Yunho's ear, whimpering breathily as he grinds against Yunho, every brush of their erections sending shivers up his spine.
Yunho nods and continues to rock their bodies together, keeping all of his movements liquid and gentle. It's not about penetration, it's about connecting, and no matter how frustrated he is right now, he's not going to rush this. Yunho reaches up to wind Changmin's arms more firmly around his neck in a tight hug, head tilted back so he can look into the younger man's eyes, timing his breaths so he's inhaling with every one of Changmin's exhales.
"I love you," he whispers when he finds the time, letting the minutes go by, becoming more and more aroused as they keep rocking together. Yunho's skin is damp with sweat by the time they reach the one hour mark.
As hard as it is, they both do their best to look into each other's eyes, never breaking the connection between them. Changmin ducks down slowly to suck on Yunho's lower lip, moaning soft and husky, his own movements slower to match his lover's. "Feels good," he whispers, gasping when Yunho gently rakes nails from his shoulders down to his hips, shivering hard with pleasure.
"Feels so good," Yunho agrees, nudging Changmin's cheek with his nose before angling his head for another kiss.
Eventually, after nearly an hour and a half of just kissing and touching each other, Changmin's every movement and even the slightest brush of his fingers sends small bursts of pleasure down Yunho's spine. He pants softly and looks into Changmin's eyes unfailingly, feeling how electric the air is between them.
"Ready for more?" he asks huskily, capturing Changmin's lips for a sensual kiss before the younger man can answer.
Changmin eventually murmurs a soft yes, sucking gently on Yunho's tongue before he bends to nip at Yunho's collarbone, pressing another yes into Yunho's skin before lifting his head, eyes dark and hooded. "Yeah," he breathes out quietly, shivering from a single hot puff of air from Yunho's lips.
Changmin curls a little closer as Yunho kisses him slowly, tongues sliding hotly against one another's as he wraps his limbs tighter around Yunho's body, ankles locking and hands clasped.
Yunho picks him up with another gentle kiss, brushing their noses together as he hugs Changmin close, safe and warm. He walks them gingerly to the bedroom, careful not to arouse Changmin too much, pushing the door open and shut with his feet.
"I love you," Changmin whispers as Yunho drops him lightly onto the bed, naturally sliding his legs open for Yunho to settle between, "I love you so much." Changmin swallows any other words and smiles, shifting around and into Yunho's lap, settling back into their previous positions. "Tell me you love me," he requests, brushing his lips lightly over Yunho's skin, lapping gently at a love bite from a few days before, "Tell me you love me and want me."
"I love you," Yunho answers immediately, soft and natural, gentle smile on his face. "I love you and I want only you."
He smiles a little wider before kissing Changmin again, fingers dropping lower as he presses softly into Changmin's back, looking for sensitive pressure points. Yunho figures he's found a few by the way Changmin's gasping and arching into him, chuckling to himself before dropping his fingers between Changmin's buttcheeks.
"No more prep," he whispers, even though he prepped Changmin nearly two hours ago. "We'll go super, super slow, alright?"
Yunho reaches over to the beside drawer and pulls out another bottle of lube, new and unopened, thinking that this is a perfect chance to break it in. He pulls back from Changmin just a bit to slick his cock with lube, groaning at the immediate pleasure, his erection red and straining from all of their foreplay.
Changmin waits patiently until Yunho pulls his hand away again before leaning in for a deep kiss, smoothly rising to his knees, pressing forward until Yunho guides the hard flesh to his entrance. "Slow," he agrees, voice a bit shaky, taking a deep breath before sinking down slowly.
Yunho gasps with pleasure, arching up to search desperately for Changmin's lips, whimpering softly as the younger man takes his cock in millimeter by millimeter. Changmin clenches around him and he sees stars, gasping into Changmin's mouth as they join together.
Changmin curls his tongue around Yunho's, crying out quietly until he's finally seated in Yunho's lap, the older man's huge cock fully sheathed inside of his body. "Good?" he asks with a breathy moan, leaning until their foreheads are pressed together, smiling as he stays still. "Slow," he says once more, and despite never having been a patient man, Changmin wants nothing more than to go slow now and enjoy this lovemaking Yunho, not knowing when they'd try it again. "I really love you," he whispers, tangling his fingers into Yunho's hair, enjoying the older man's purrs and mewls.
Yunho nuzzles along Changmin's cheek, pressing a tiny kiss to the younger man's ear before bringing his hands down to grip onto Changmin's hips, one of his favorite parts of the younger man's body, rubbing them soft and tender. "Ready?" he asks once more, kissing Changmin before he can even reply.
Changmin immediately wraps his arms tighter around Yunho, hugging the older man closer, slick and warm chests pressed together snugly. "More than ready," he pants out, voice low and husky. He pulls away to grin, clenching harder on Yunho as he lifts himself up, barely an inch or two away to fall back down, moaning with every breath at the tingling sensations he gets from such a simple move.
"Look at me," Yunho breathes, already panting hard, fighting to keep their gazes locked as Changmin slowly rides him. He starts rocking their bodies back and forth again, making love the way he dances, fluid and seamless with every move.
It's all a blur of pleasure from then on, Yunho literally unable to do anything except focus on Changmin, his eyes locked onto the younger man, not knowing anything else. He moans softly but never gets loud, rocking them together, never thrusting very hard in order to let both of them last longer.
"Love you," Yunho whimpers mindlessly, clutching and hugging Changmin tighter and tighter until it's almost impossible to breathe.
The minutes tick by and Yunho doesn't know how much time passes, only knows that Changmin's beauty changes as the light does. The bright oranges and reds of sunset paint something wild and raw across Changmin's features and Yunho shakes with unspeakable pleasure, eyes only on the younger man as they join more intimately than ever before. His eyes flutter closed and the next time he opens them, Changmin's head is ducked into the curve of his neck, and Yunho can see the way the sweat glistens off of Changmin's skin in the moonlight.
It must be torture for the younger man right now because Yunho's never known anything so painful and so pleasurable all wrapped into one.
Changmin's absolutely boneless in Yunho's arms, making unconscious, soft noises with each gentle, deep thrust, feeling so in sync with the older man that he no longer knows where he ends and Yunho begins. It's so intimate that he doesn't know if he ever wants to be further apart than this from Yunho, completely addicted to this kind of pleasure and love.
"Want you," he murmurs, adding a muffled I love you into Yunho's skin as he arches for the nth time against the older man, mumbling incoherently. "Just want you so much," he repeats, blinking continuously to stay conscious, tightening his grip in Yunho's hair as he tugs Yunho in for a deep, sensual kiss, nothing but wet tongue and passion.
He manages a tiny smile at Yunho, never having felt such love and tender care from anyone before. Their coupling is different from anything he's ever experienced, so much more raw than he had ever expected. Changmin stays lax and mostly still in Yunho's arms, resting his head on Yunho's collarbone, kissing the older man's skin when he remembers to.
There's nothing he can do but try and hang on, whimpering desperately with every brush of Yunho's cock against his prostate, gasping and twitching every time he feels his orgasm inching closer. Changmin eventually brings a hand down to lace with Yunoh's, staring wide-eyed and full of affection for Yunho, brushing his fingertips against Yunho's wet skin.
It's late into the night now, the bright moon their only source of light as they continue to make love, Changmin's soft, breathy moans harmonizing perfectly with Yunho's deep and guttural groans.
Yunho feels Changmin tensing above him once more, wrapping his arm tighter around Changmin's waist, murmuring words of encouragement and love into the younger man's ear.
There's no way they can last any longer, not when Yunho's so exhausted that he feels like he's about to pass out. Staring into Changmin's eyes, he whispers an I love you before closing his own, leaning in for the slightest of kisses, their lips barely brushing together.
Changmin feels two taps on his hipbone and almost cries with relief, nodding immediately and makes incoherent, vulnerable little noises to tell Yunho that he's more than ready.
All Yunho has to do is grip onto Changmin a little tighter, thrust a little harder, and the second Changmin clenches around him, he lets himself go, orgasm washing over him so agonizingly slow that his entire mind and vision go blank. It's white, hot, furious pleasure and he arches in a soundless scream, his head snapping back to mimic his spine, arching hard into Changmin's body as he releases thick ropes of come into Changmin's gripping heat.
Changmin's cries out loudly when Yunho finally releases into him, chanting his lover's name constantly as he feels the spreading of hot come deep inside of him. He arches against Yunho in return as he comes, moaning incessantly as wave after wave of pleasure hits him, rendering him more than incapable of speaking. Changmin mumbles a few words of love and digs his nails into Yunho's arms as he releases a heavy coat of come all over his abdomen, coming so hard that he feels more than a few spots on his chin. He falls bonelessly into Yunho's arms with a whimper and quiet sob, shaking hard from head to toe, his entire body out of his control, rocking gently with each wave of pleasure.
Changmin turns to the side to breathe, thinking blearily that maybe this is what Yoochun had meant by finding his inner peace through yoga because he's definitely feeling like he just found that and much more, nirvana just a few kisses away.
"Changmin...you okay?" Yunho whispers numbly, voice nothing more than a throaty scratch. "I love you."
He barely has the energy to move let alone kiss and Yunho forces his muscles to cooperate, tilting his head up for a few gentle kisses before slowly easing back onto the bed. They're both covered in come and Yunho can already feel his own on his thighs, having come so hard that it's already leaking out of Changmin and onto the sheets.
Sighing deeply, Changmin just surrenders to Yunho's care and closes his eyes, completely lax in the older man's arms, already more than halfway to unconsciousness.
"Perfect...love you too," he whispers back, nuzzling into Yunho's warmth, so at peace that he's almost glowing.
Yunho smiles and waits until Changmin's breathing evens out and is completely under before sighing softly to himself. He wants nothing more than to sleep right now but he's a little unsettled. Changmin's trusted him with everything and Yunho's essentially holding out on who he is, and it sits like a heavy rock in the pit of his stomach.
Swallowing hard, he tugs at the blankets to tuck Changmin in warmly, wrapping his arms tightly around the younger man's waist.
"I'm sorry," he whispers, full of regret and despair, pressing a soft kiss to Changmin's hair. "I love you, Changmin-ah. Nothing changes that, okay? I love you. I'm so sorry."
Yunho drifts into sleep soon after, hoping that no matter what happens, nothing will change between them. He's scared of a lot of things right now and can't fight the foreboding gloom he feels, wishing that their love will always matter more than anything because that's what's the most important to him.
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Changmin wakes first in the morning, shifting slightly with a quiet moan. He tries to move once more, limbs still heavy with slumber and smiles once he sees Yunho's sleeping face, kissing the older man gently before yawning. He wakes Yunho with another series of soft kisses, tangling his fingers into Yunho's hair and stroking.
They kiss for a long while, Changmin curling into Yunho's warmth every time the older man even thinks of moving. Eventually though, Yunho's forced to sit them up in bed, pouting to match the one on Changmin's face. The morning is spent together, Yunho running them a warm bath before Changmin sets about making breakfast with the older man draped over his back, arms tightly wound around his waist.
He helps Yunho out with the gift-buying process later that week, making sure that Yunho doesn't get anything too expensive. Sure it's the first time Yunho will be meeting his parents but Changmin's a firm believer in the school of "it's the thought that counts". Besides, he knows his family best and despite what his sisters might say, Changmin knows they'd be more than happy with a little charm bracelet and a stuffed bear as opposed to fancy mp3 players.
Changmin drives home with a nervous Yunho in the car that following Sunday night, hands laced together so Yunho won't feel as nervous. "Calm down," he whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to Yunho's lips, rubbing a soothing path down the older man's back. "You know how much I love you and I'm telling you that it'll be more than fine. They'll love you."
And of course they do, Changmin's entire family flocking around Yunho, his two younger sisters stuck to either side of his boyfriend. He gets left behind in the foyer, frowning as he drags all the gifts in, sighing to himself as everyone coos over how handsome and well-mannered Yunho is, handing him chocolates and soda while he gets water and a seat on the floor.
Yunho pouts at Changmin from across the room, excusing himself politely before he pads over to pick his boyfriend up off the floor, curling a possessive arm around Changmin's waist and holding on tight.
Dinner turns out to be fun and nerve-wracking as well, Changmin's family trying their best to make Yunho feel at ease, chattering warmly as they immediately accept him into their family. It was never a choice of whether they'd like him or not, because they've known long ago that anyone Changmin is willing to bring home must be good enough for their son, and more importantly, must be very important to Changmin.
"Family picture!" Changmin's mom cheers, and Changmin facepalms, really not understanding why everything turns into a photo op. He sighs, though, and caves quickly, pressed right against Yunho's side, beaming at the way his parents are already referring to Yunho as their son-in-law.
The night ends too early in Yunho's opinion and they say their goodbyes with happy smiles, promising to visit again soon.
"We should do that again really soon," Yunho whispers into Changmin's ear once they get back home, already stripping down to nothing, crawling under the covers with a big, inviting smile. "But first, I think I want some time with my Changmin."
He laughs happily as Changmin launches into the big bed, both of them bouncing around a little before squriming together for tight hugs and warm kisses, tickling and touching, smiling and loving.
"Happy to see me?" Yunho asks breathlessly, arching up a little under Changmin's body to press his thigh between the younger man's legs.
"Always," Changmin replies without missing a beat. He grins and kisses Yunho hard, sucking wetly at the older man's neck before efficiently flipping Yunho onto his stomach, a predatory smile on his face. "I love you, Yunho-yah. Even if I don't say it much, I really do. You make me happy." He blushes at the honest words and presses kisses to Yunho's neck and spine instead of speaking any more, already reaching for the lube to slick his fingers generously.
Yunho moans in anticipation and spreads his legs wider. It's not too often that Changmin takes him and he knows that the younger man prefers to bottom more often than not, so for Changmin to want him like this means a lot.
Changmin doesn't tease, knowing that Yunho likes it hard and fast, slowly pushing a finger in all the way and pumping only a few beats later. He preps Yunho efficiently and with little fanfare, pushing in another finger to scissor Yunho's passage open and inserts a third digit to ensure that the older man is well prepared for the hard coupling ahead.
He bends down to kiss Yunho breathlessly, tilting the older man's face sideways as he presses a smile into the older man's lips. Changmin pulls away, sitting on his heels as he coats his erection with a substantial layer of lube. "I know you tell me how you love having my long legs wrapped around you," he whispers. "Well, I've got to admit, Yunho-yah, I love having you on your hands and knees, moaning and screaming my name and begging for more."
Changmin wraps an arm around Yunho's waist, tugging him up until he's kneeling. "Think you can handle it like this?" he whispers, licking into Yunho's ear. Changmin slides down, brushing his wet and hard cock between Yunho's cheeks and against his hole, "Because I'm going to be taking you just like this." Changmin pushes in a beat later, holding Yunho up as he thrusts all the way in, not stopping until he's fully sheathed in Yunho's heat.
Yunho makes an embarrassing whining noise, twisting his spine as Changmin fills him up, struggling to just pull in one breath of air. His arms are shaking dangerously and he fights to stay upright, already twitching from the way their position allows Changmin's cock to brush up right against his prostate.
"Move," he begs breathlessly, "Changmin, fuck me, fuck me hard. Fast, please, fast!"
For someone who teaches patience and tranquility, Yunho's got none of it when Changmin's inside of him. He yelps when the younger grips his hips and complies to his request, immediately pulling back only to slam back in, already positioned at the perfect spot. Yunho moans so loud and desperate that he can't help but blush dark red, unable to stop begging, pushing his ass back eagerly for more of Changmin's cock, his own straining into the air with desire.
"Feels good, so good!" Yunho mewls, collapsing onto his elbows as Changmin fucks him deep and thorough, listening to the slap of Changmin's thighs against his ass. He falls even further onto his face as his arms give out completely, turning his head to the side to breathe.
Changmin watches the bunch of Yunho's back muscles with dark eyes, growling with pleasure but keeping quiet otherwise. Yunho's usually very quiet when he's on top but they both enjoy each other's noises, so he keeps quiet as he takes Yunho hard and fast, reveling in every small whimper, every husky moan, every scream of his name.
He fucks Yunho hard and deep, aiming with each thrust for the older man's prostate. Changmin eventually winds up draped over Yunho's back, teeth sinking into the delicious muscles, sucking eagerly as he jerks his hips, grinding and rolling his hips like a seasoned whore.
Changmin reaches to angle Yunho's hips, tilting them upward as he rams in, losing himself quickly to the older man's moans, pistoning in and out of Yunho's tightness so fast that soon he's not pulling out at all. Changmin thrusts deeper and deeper, yanking Yunho in hard by the hips to meet his every thrust as he fucks the older man as fast as he can, wanting nothing more than to bring Yunho to completion from his cock alone.
Yunho whimpers and pleads harder, fingers clenched tightly in the sheets as Changmin thrusts in with so much force that he's being pushed upwards, rapidly making his way to the headboard where he reaches out blindly to brace himself.
Changmin manages a few more thrusts before he loses it, coming so hard that he sees stars and more, letting loose a mangled cry of Yunho's name as he comes. He quickly wraps his arms around Yunho's waist and tugs, holding Yunho against his chest as he move his arms to wrap around Yunho's upper torso, releasing spurt after spurt of come inside of Yunho.
"Ah- ah! Ah! Changmin! Changmin!!" Yunho screams and whimpers breathlessly, coming helplessly as the younger man comes directly against his prostate, so deep in his body that Yunho can almost taste Changmin's heady flavor on his tongue.
He twists and writhes underneath Changmin until he's left panting and exhausted, ultimately not being allowed to move at all, sheets and chest covered in his own come.
Changmin breathes hard against Yunho's neck, holding still and peppering kisses here and there as he waits, winding down from their intense session together. It's more often than not these days that they go to bed sticky and wake up stuck together but Changmin doesn't mind. With a soft smile, he pulls out slowly, rubbing gently at Yunho's sides once he's completely out, immediately lying down on his side to tug Yunho into his arms.
"Good?" he whispers, kissing Yunho soft and sweet, pulling the covers over their bodies.
"Fantastic," Yunho whispers back with a shy smile. He burrows into Changmin's warmth and closes his eyes, comforted by the steady beats of Changmin's heart.
He's so disgustingly in love and he knows it. Yunho draws soft shapes onto the younger man's smooth skin until Changmin's deep asleep in his arms, smiling softly as he watches for a long while, whispering I love yous that Changmin doesn't hear. Eventually, Yunho untangles himself with a resigned sigh to get his compact-com.
It's been ages since he's called Jaejoong and he knows he has to report back. At least everything's going well.
Placing a soft kiss to Changmin's forehead, Yunho tucks his lover in warmly before padding out to the living room, huddling behind the sofa to make his call.
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Changmin wakes a short while later when he turns to wrap his arms around Yunho and winds up with air. He blinks the sleep away from his eyes and sits up, untangling himself from the sticky sheets to search around the room, wondering just where his lover is.
He hears the dim chatter of voices from outside, the FBI agent in him immediately sending up danger flares, wondering who Yunho could be talking to at three in the morning. Changmin grabs his robe and slips into it, slowly padding into the hallway, suspicion rising even more when he notes that both their cell phones and Yunho's home phone are atop the dresser drawer.
Changmin holds his breath and walks out quietly, eyes naturally adjusting to the darkness. He follows the voices and turns the corner into their living room, stopping in his footsteps at what he sees.
Yunho huddled behind the sofa with a tiny compact mirror in his hand, chatting quietly with a bright smile about how he's found love here on Earth with a human and about mission assimilation going just fine. Changmin swallows hard and drops the extra robe he's got in his hand, meeting Yunho's startled gaze with his own confused and disbelieving one.
"You- you're the alien I've been tracking?"
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basically: i moved, i had no internet, i am now stealing wireless cuz i got desperate. :D sorry about the minor delay, and oooooh, plot, do you see it? 8D roflrofl.
super belated warning: we don't know if the sex was physically possible. \:D/ but whatevs. :D thanks for reading! :3