Beast of the Matter YAOI chapter 11
Jaejoong's pov
I turned and set the glass in the sink and walked out of
the kitchen. going through the door just outside of the
kitchen, I went down the stairs and into the basement of
the house where the workout room, gameroom and sauna were.
Turning, I walked to the left to the workout room. Walking
over to the punching bag hanging from the ceiling, I
touched it. My mind wandered back to the recent
conversation in the kitchen. I had not told the whole
story, but I didn't think the werewolves needed to know
everything. Control. Mind control. Yunho. I felt
irritation race down my spine. I had tried to control him.
That first time. He was leaning over me, and I tried to
get in his mind. At the time I thought it was just extreme
anger that was causing me not to be able to control him
that night. But, no. The few times we met, I still hadn't
been able to get into his thoughts.
I backed up from the bag and threw a punch, making the bag
slam back from the force of my throw. I knew what the no
mind control meant. Rearing back I hit the bag again. What
bothered me the most was that I felt nothing towards
Yunho. Not hate. Not disgust. Nothing. But still, I needed
to keep my distance from him. I didn't know when my
feelings had shifted, but they had. I also knew that what
I felt most about Yunho was lust. Even that has
changed. If anything, it has gotten worse, this lust. I
didn't want it, and I tried to deal with it. As I let
myself think of this, I continued to throw punches at the
hanging bag. I felt my tank top start sticking to me and I
whipped it off and threw it to the side, and let my punches
advance to kick/punch combos.
So ingrossed in getting my frustration out, I didn't take
notice of the were' watching me on the side."You want to
spar with me?" The question jerked me out of my focus, and
I turned to him, chest heaving as I struggled to bring
breath into my burning lungs. Sparring? The thought had me
grinning. I could take out my irritation out on the person
who was causing it. I walked over to the center of the mat
on the floor, waiting for him to stand before me. Getting
in a ready stance, we circled each other. Yunho had a grin
on his face, which I had every intention of knocking off.
I made the first move, a round house kick to the side. His
gaurd down, the kick caused him to stumble back a few
steps. The grin now gone, Yunho comes back towards me. We
circle, when he swoops down with a sweeping kick knocking
me off my feet landing on the floor. I spring back up and
we spar for a few more minutes, each of us getting kicks
and punches in.
Sweat poured off our bodies and we were tiring. I came at
Yunho with another round house kick which Yunho caught to
his side. Holding my leg there, he glares into my eyes.
Then he swept my other leg, causing me to hit the floor
again, this time I bring him down with me. As I hit the
mat, I feel the air knocked out of me as Yunho landed on
top of me. We lay like this for a few minutes, trying to
steady our breathing. I move my head to the side and
closed my eyes, trying to ignore the weight of the other
on me. Then my head jerks back when I realized that Yunho
was on me. My eyes widen and I started pushing him off me.
Yunho looked down at me with a frown. Yunho's frown turns
to a grin as, I suddenly feel my wrist siezed and brought
above my head. "What's the matter, vampire? Don't like the
position your in?" Yunho taunted. I felt his legs slide
between my knees. "No! Get off!" I ground out as I fought
to release my hands from his grasp. I gasped out when his
lips crashed down on mine. I jerked my head to the side
again, "What the hell ar.." I found Yunho's mouth on mine
again, kissing, then he lifted his head gazing down at me.
I found fear coming at me in waves, when Yunho put both my
hands in one of his, freeing one hand. That hand travled
down my chest, down to my stomach, then on to rest between
my legs. Even with the fear, I moaned at the tingles from
the touch. Yunho was rubbing me through my sweatpants, and
I felt my hips lifting to press against his hand. I was
gasping, my fear all but gone as pleasure washed over me.
Closing my eyes I forgot who was above me, who's touch was
on me, as I rode the wave. Yunho's hand moved and I
whimpered, only to gasp when flesh met bare flesh. He had
slid his hand under my clothes, wrapping around my
stiffened length. My mouth parted, I heard myself pant as
he stroked me. I strained against the hand holding me,
finally, able to get loose, I grabbed Yunho by the neck
and crushed our mouths together.
I groaned out as I felt my release building up in me, and
thrust my hips faster in Yunhos hand. After a few more
hard jerks, I came, and Yunho's hand stilled. Yunho's hand
still wrapped around me, I slowly opened my eyes.
Oh, no! I moaned to myself. I felt disgust from my actions
settle on me and using all my strength I pushed Yunho off,
his hand slipping out of my pants, and left the room, rushing to my bedroom.
a/n Yunho's pov next.