Falling For You chapter 12

[lunarrays]

beta-ed by moon1084


The lone figure stood facing the horizon watching as the pre-dawn light seeped into the darkness of night; chasing back the black satin with stars studding the expansive sky like diamonds.

He deeply inhaled the damp saltiness of the air, as his ears picked up the sound of the waves lapping at the sandy shore.

As he stood there, he knew that he couldn't be anymore content, more peaceful than he was at the very moment.

Then strong arms enclosed his waist and he knew that he had been wrong mere seconds before. This was what being content was; being in the arms of the one you love.

Jaejoong leaned back into those strong arms and sighed, his hands falling to rest over Yunho's big hands covering his lower belly. He loved it. He had thought that in the two weeks since Seung Chu's death, that he would have grieved more, but he hadn't. He thought of his grandfather and was sad that he had passed away, but he was surprisingly doing okay.

And now it was the day he had been waiting for. It was his wedding day and Yunho and him were standing right where they were going to be married later that afternoon. Yunho and him had decided to get married at six in the evening followed by a small reception at the beach’s villa.

"Are you ready?" Yunho muttered as he kissed Jae's temple.

"Yes. I couldn't be more ready then I am now." Jaejoong whispered, smiling.

Jaejoong slowly turned in Yunho's arms, his arms coming up to wrap around Yunho's neck, drawing him closer in. Yunho looked down into his eyes and Jaejoong felt all the love that Yunho held for him there. Jae's lips inched closer until they met Yunho's. Jaejoong sighed as he closed his eyes and opened his mouth up for his soon to be husband.

The sun rose higher in the sky as the couple stood on the shore and shared a loving moment as rays of orange surrounded them, outlining their silhouette's, casting shadows onto the soft sand.

Their kiss lasted for a while before Jaejoong lifted his lips from Yunho’s and laid his head on his chest, eyes closing with a loving smile on his face. Arms came down to circle around Yunho's waist, as Jae snuggled closer to Yunho.

"Jaejoong, I have something I need to confess to you." Yunho muttered as he held Jaejoong tightly to him, his voice quivering from uncertainty.

Jaejoong tilted his head up to his lover’s face, his heart hurting from the look of sadness he found on Yunho's face. He raised his hands up to cup Yunho's cheeks, having him to look directly into his own eyes. His fingers trembled as he saw tears in the strong man’s eyes and then felt his own tears.

"Yunho, tell me. What's wrong? Did I do something? Are you not happy? Please tell me so I can fix it." Jaejoong pleaded, not liking that Yunho was hiding something that could be big news to him.

Yunho drew in a deep breath as he tore his eyes away from Jaejoong's before slowly looking into them again. He wasn't all that certain that he should tell Jae of his unwelcome thoughts.

"Yunho please, you can tell me." Jaejoong begged his hands tightening their grip on Yunho's face.

There was a span of silence, "Jaejoong, what if I'm not good enough for you?" Jaejoong gasped as the doubt left Yunho's mouth. "Yunho, no-" Yunho placed a finger over Jae's mouth, "No, Jaejoong. Listen. You are being forced into this marriage. What if you discovered that you hate it? Hate being married to me. What if you came to hate me for it? What if you one day you wanted to know if there was someone better out there for you?"

Jaejoong's heart melted at the sight of Yunho coming undone before him. His throat tightened, "Yunho, I have no doubts. I love you. I want to marry you. At first, yes, I was against this marriage. But, you made me love you. In the short amount of time we have spent together, I have found that no one would be able to replace you. If it wasn't you who was standing in front of me today, if Seung Chu had chosen a different man, I know for a fact that I would never love the other. I know that I was meant to fall in love with you."

Jaejoong gazed into Yunho's teary eyes lovingly, his own tears falling over and spilling down his cheeks.

"Yunho, don't you know? You are my perfection. You complete me in ways no one else could or would be able to do. So please, don't doubt my love for you or me. Ever." Jaejoong whispered through his tears.

Yunho sucked in a shuddering breath, his arms tightening their hold on the slim boy’s waist.

"Are you sure, Jaejoong?" Yunho gazed down into Jaejoong's shimmering brown orbs.

"Don't doubt me Yunho. I love you." Jaejoong said with strength and conviction in his voice. And Yunho could feel the doubt lifting from his soul.

~*~

The sun was setting behind the small gathering on the sandy beach. Six o'clock had arrived and the two figures stood before the priest and the few assembled guest. The breeze gently blew around them as the couple exchanged their vowels.

It was a private affair. No media was invited and no one besides close family attended.

The moment was quiet and beautiful, as beautiful as the bride that stood beside his handsome husband. The "I do's" were spoken quietly, the rings gently pushed onto fingers and at last a kiss to seal the moment.

The couple turned, bright smiles lighting up their faces as they faced their family and friends. The smaller dressed in white, long sleeved, loose cotton button up shirt and white drawstring pants with his feet bare.

The taller one dressed just like the smaller one, except that his shirt was a pale baby blue.

No the wedding wasn't extravagant in any way or form, even though Jae loved fashion and pretty things he wanted to keep their wedding small and intimate.

It was relaxed and just the way Yunho and Jaejoong had wanted it.

The newly married couple walked to their family to give kisses and hugs, then turned to their friends bestowing upon them the same treatment.

At last Jaejoong turned to the last guest. He smiled gently as he gently kissed her smooth cheek, "Hye Sook, I'm so glad you came." He said sincerely, for he had meant what he had said about leaving the attempted rape in the past. Jaejoong had come to think of the older woman as a grandmother that he cared for greatly.

Hye Sook smiled down at him, her eyes shining, "Seung Chu would have been proud of you today, Jaejoong. This is what he wanted for you since the beginning. He didn't want you to be married to an old man like himself; I don't know how many times he has told me this."

Jaejoong gazed at the elder woman in front of him. If it weren’t for him, she would have been married to Seung Chu. He held her hands in his, his eyes filled with a sadness that the happiness of the day couldn't overcome.

"I'm sorry Hye Sook. If not for me then you could have married to the man you loved."

Hye Sook just laughed, "No dear. Don't be sorry. I'm not. Seung Chu and I had our time together. Yes, it was while he was married to you, but you see dear; we did love each other to much just to stop being with each other."

Jaejoong should have felt some kind of anger, but no, nothing like that. Only sadness for the elder woman for a moment and then the happiness from before was back. He was happy and in love. Jaejoong pulled the woman back into his arms once more hugging her and letting her know all was okay with him.

He pulled back when he felt warm hands caressing over his back. Jae turned and smiled up at his husband. For a split second he was shocked as he looked up at Yunho and then mumbled "husband" under his breath. Yes, he was now married to Yunho. Jae felt a thrill race over him as he slid his hand into Yunho's connecting their palms together.

The couple turned to their family, "Let's go up to the house and have some refreshments." Yunho announced as Jaejoong gazed up at him, the fading sunlight surrounding him in soft oranges, yellows and reds.

The small group moved from the beach to the house where small bites of food and champagne where waiting for them.

Jaejoong moved to the other side of the room as the night wore on, talking to friends and his brothers.

Junsu and Kibum kept teasing him about the night to come.

Junsu lowered his voice as he leaned in closer to Jaejoong, "So are you ready for the night to come?"

Jaejoong lowered his head as he thought of the night ahead of him; his body trembled as he thought of what Yunho and he would do.

When Jaejoong didn't answer Kibum leaned in closer to his brother, "You have thought about tonight right, hyung?"

Jaejoong sighed, "Yes, I've thought about tonight. It's kind of hard not to think about it. And am I ready for it, I don't know. I'm excited and then I'm scared at the same time. I can't wait for it to happen then I want to put it off for another couple of years." Jaejoong whispered to his surprised brothers.

Junsu put a hand on his brothers shoulder, "It's okay, Jae. Yunho will take good care of you. You have nothing to do but lay there and enjoy it."

Jaejoong just shook his head at his brothers’ simple explanation. He knew that it would never be that simple with Yunho. He knew that Yunho would never just let him lie there.

He lowered his head as he thought of Yunho touching him and felt his face turn red. Slowly he tilted his head to the side, letting his hair cover his eyes as he scanned the room. His brown eyes landed on his husband on the other side of the room talking with his cousins. His heart pounded when Yunho seemed to sense him looking at him, looked up and smiled at him with his warm eyes. Jaejoong gasped looking away quickly. His body reacted instantly at his husband’s smoldering gaze. Biting his lip, he lifted his head once again, his breath leaving him when he found Yunho by his side.

Jaejoong trembled as Yunho's arm went around his waist, his fingers lightly pressing into his sides. Oh god! How could he think that he wasn't ready!? His body was on fire. He looked at the great grandfather clock sitting in the corner and his lips twitched. A quarter to ten. He was ready to rush everyone to the guesthouse and get started on his wedding night.

Yunho must have understood his sudden need to be alone when Yunho lowered his lips to his ear, "I can ask them to go."

Jaejoong turned and glanced up at Yunho before silently nodding his head. It was bad of him to

usher his guest out the door but he really couldn't wait any longer.

Jae's hand came out to touch Yunho's arm, "While you are doing that, I'm going on up to bath." He whispered.

Yunho nodded and Jaejoong as discreetly as he could left the room, going up the stairs to their room.

~*~

Jaejoong stood just inside the bedroom, his hands wringing in front of him. What to do first?

Jaejoong walked over to the tall fifteen-drawer dresser and opened one that was almost half way down. There nestled inside the drawer was his bridal shower presents: Candles, oils, lotions and the lingerie. Jaejoong reached in and lifted the soft garments from the drawer. The soft material slid over his fingers in a sensual glide.

Deciding to get on with getting ready, he grabbed up the jasmine scented oils and lotions along with the lingerie and headed to the bathroom for his shower.

His shower only lasted for a few minutes, before he was stepping out, toweling off. Drenching himself in a perfumed cloud of jasmine scented lotion; he smoothed and rubbed his skin until it glowed a healthy red.

A small smile graced his face as he smoothed the light scented pale green lotion up his legs. He was glad that he had the foresight to wax a couple of days before the wedding leaving his legs silky smooth to the touch.

His body was now covered in lotion, Jaejoong slowly walked back into the bedroom, going over to the bed where he had laid out his nightgown. Next to that Jaejoong had added a pair of white silk thigh highs and an inch high slippers with soft feathers running across the top.

He dressed himself slowly, savoring the feel of silk against his body and the white of his panties showing through the sheerness of his gown and the gauzy robe.

He slid his feet into his slippers then walked over to the vanity.

Jaejoong lifted anxious eyes to the mirror. They sparkled back at him, his cheeks color heightened with a soft rosy glow.

He brushed his midnight black hair until it shined; then dabbed on a bit of strawberry lip-gloss.

Jaejoong took one last look at himself and deemed himself ready for the night ahead.

He sighed, suddenly finding himself with time to spare and butterflies battling in his tummy. He placed a slightly trembling hand on his belly, holding it there to calm his nerves.

He turned from the mirror, his eyes drawn to the French doors leading to a small balcony. Soft moonlight fell across the carpeted floor, cutting a path in the dimness of the room.

Jaejoong walked through the bedroom where Yunho would make him his true wife.

The balcony door opened easily under his palm as he stepped out into the cool night.

The breeze blew in over him from the ocean; the moon hung high in the night sky, mesmerizing Jaejoong as his feet led him to the rail. He leaned against the rough wood, gazing at the bright orb above him, his face turned up smiling. His mind only on his husband who was still downstairs.

~*~

Yunho sighed inwardly, thankful to see the last of his family step through the door on their way to the guesthouse. He locked the door and turned off all the lights in the house.

As he made his way upstairs, he wondered if his wedding present to Jaejoong would arrive the next day. He was excited to see his beautiful wife's face when his present finally did arrive.

Yunho stopped before the door to his bedroom. He was excited about the present, but for now his heart and soul were excited about what was coming.

He stepped through the door into the dark room, scanning the open space for the figure he knew would be there. Not seeing Jae in the room, Yunho frowned. Then he grinned, maybe he was still in the bathroom Yunho thought as he entered the white and pale blue marbled tiled room. Yunho's brows furrowed as he saw the room empty. He made himself relax as he thought that maybe Jae went to the kitchen for something.

Quickly, Yunho stripped down and took a quick shower, his mind only on being with Jaejoong and being able to hold him close. He was nervous about the night to come. He wondered if he was more nervous than Jaejoong. He couldn't help but to fear that maybe he couldn't make this as good for Jaejoong as he wanted it. Yunho knew that this was his wife's first time and that thrilled him knowing that no one has ever touched Jae like he was going to touch Jae. That he was going to be the only one to ever see him in the throws of passion.

As Yunho toweled himself off, his palms itched to touch Jae. Anticipation made him move faster as he sprayed on cologne and wrapped a dry towel around his waist.

Yunho stepped back into the bedroom and his breath caught.

Standing before him was an angel covered in white.

Jaejoong stood before the French doors, his back facing Yunho. Yunho could feel his pulse quicken as the moonlight made the already sheer material of his lingerie transparent. Yunho could see every detail of Jaejoong like he was standing before him nude.

Slowly and softly as not to startle the shorter male, Yunho came to him as he his eyes were drinking in the long lines of Jae's back, the slenderness of his legs, the smallness of his waist. His wife looked so tiny standing there, so delicate as if he could break with the wrong kind of touch.

"You are the most beautiful enchanting being I have ever seen." Yunho murmured as he closed his arms around the other boy’s waist. Yunho lowered his head and buried his nose in the nape of Jaejoong's neck, a light floral scent emitting from the feminine male that made Yunho moan, "You smell so good. You always smell so good." Yunho sniffed at Jaejoong’s neck once more before placing a kiss right below his ear.

Yunho felt Jae tremble as he slid his hands over his flat belly. Gliding them up to where they rested right below Jaejoong's chest. Yunho loved touching his wife, he was soft in all the right places and he was aiming to make him hard in certain others. With this thought, Yunho turned Jae around in his arms. The smaller one looked up in his eyes and Yunho loved and cherished the love and trust that shined there.

Bending down, Yunho carefully swept his wife up in his arms, Jaejoong letting out a little giggle as he linked his arms around Yunho's neck. Walking to the bed, Yunho gently placed his wife on the bed as his legs were still hanging over the edge, spread apart.

Yunho kneeled before Jae, his long fingers caressing the sensitive skin under Jaejoong's knee, "Jaejoong, do you trust me?" Yunho tilted his head to the side with a loving smile spreading over his face as Jaejoong’s face turned red and a shy "Yes." sounded out in the dark room.

Yunho closed his eyes and prayed that tonight he could make this good for Jaejoong and not scare him off being intimate with him. He hoped that there wouldn't be much pain in their joining. He would do anything to save Jae the brief moment of discomfort and to only show him the pleasure that his hands, mouth and body could bring him.

Yunho bent down to place a soft kiss on the silk covered knee that his hands where cupping, his hands moving to his calves, running his palms over the warm muscles. Yunho smiled when Jae's legs moved restlessly under his hands as he made his way to Jae's feet.

His hands slid the tiny slippers from Jae's feet, letting them thud to the floor beside him, his interest drawn to the petite little foot in his hand. Yunho placed small pecks over the sole of his foot, his fingers sliding over his ankles and back up over his calves, his mouth following their trail. Yunho kissed up his wives calves to his trembling thighs.

Yunho loved hearing the small throaty whimpers that came from Jaejoong as he bite his lips and clenched his eyes closed.

Yunho smiled as he lowered his head to kiss the inside of Jae's left thigh, then turned to his right to kiss the inside of his other knee. His fingers danced along the inside of Jaejoong's thighs, meeting where silk met skin. Slowly, he slid a finger under the wide lacy band of the silk stocking, running the pad over warm flesh.

While Jae moaned out, Yunho kissed up his quivering legs to where his fingers were, his tongue laving at the pebbled flesh.

Yunho groaned as Jaejoong lifted his legs and his feet coming to rest on the edge of the bed with his knees falling wide open causing his robe to open, revealing his tented panties.

Yunho lifted his head, his hands smoothing over Jaejoong's slender legs. He groaned as he watched his wife drown in sensation. Yunho loved that just by touching him; he could unravel Jaejoong this much.

Yunho leaned forward kissing the small bellybutton that peeked out from the v of Jae's parted robe, letting his chest rub over his wife's groin.

Jaejoong moaned out louder, his hips jerking up wanting more of that friction from his husband’s chest.

Yunho sucked at the small indention, feeling the small tremors racking throughout Jae's small body. Slowly, Yunho kissed up Jae's torso, feeling the softness of the robe underneath his body. Yunho could see Jae's nipples harden through the thin fabric, poking up in front of his roaming mouth. His tongue snaked out and licked over the nubs, wetting the robe, making Jaejoong's nipples more visible through the almost transparent silk. Jaejoong's body trembled as he blew a breath of air over the sensitive bud before capturing it in his hot mouth again. Yunho was turned on even more by Jaejoong's breathless moan. He lifted his head, glancing up to catch the rising blush sweeping over his young wife's face. Jae's eyes were shut tight as his body arched up to Yunho's touch.

Yunho gave one more kiss to Jae's nipples before he started kissing back down Jae's delicious body. As he went lower his towel slipped and fell off his hips landing on the floor, showing proof of just how turned on he was from his wife's moaning. His cock was standing hard and strong from the juncture of his thighs.

He went back to kissing the insides of Jaejoong’s thighs, his teeth nipping at the pale flesh. Rising up he reached out and took Jaejoong by the hips, "Roll over baby." Yunho muttered as he helped the confused Jae turn to his stomach. Yunho swatted his bottom, "Get on your knees Jaejoong and spread your legs."

Yunho laughed silently as Jaejoong threw him a questioning look over his shoulder as he moved into the position his husband had wanted him to.

Yunho reached around and untied the knot that held the robe closed, letting the sides fall apart.

His hands slid inside, moving over the soft silk of the gown. His hands moved to Jaejoong's shoulders, pushing the thin robe off pale shoulders. Yunho removed the robe and tossed it to the chair next to the bed, barely making it before the soft material slowly slid to the floor. Jaejoong's breathing increased and Yunho had to hold in his own moan at the sexy sound of it.

The white gown came to the rise of Jae's butt cheeks, the soft silk flowing over his slender body. His panties baring his beautiful bottom, the stings lying over the plump flesh like ribbons wrapped around a present all tied off with a white bow in the center. Yunho's hands itched even more as he lifted the hem of Jae's nighty, slowly lifting it to reveal his wife's stunning body. The nighty quickly followed the same path as the robe, it being tossed to the side in favor of more tempting offers on the bed.

Yunho moved to press in closer to Jaejoong, his hands stealing around his thin waist before sliding up to his chest. The tips of Yunho's fingers ran over the tight buds in circles before pinching them.

Jaejoong pushed back against Yunho, loving the feel of his husband’s hands on him. His chest felt like it was on fire, his stomach fluttered from knowing that tonight was the night, his mind had shut all thoughts off, except of what his husband was doing and what he was feeling.

Jaejoong let out a throaty gasp as he felt Yunho against his bottom. He jerked away from the shock of feeling something he hadn't been expecting just yet.

Another gasp escaped when Yunho's palms slid down to his belly and pulled him back to nestle against his husband’s groin. His eyes widening as he felt the bareness of Yunho against him. Yunho was hot and hard as his rigidness pressed against his ass.

Yunho kept him anchored there, not letting him put any space between them. He felt his cheeks flare as Yunho rubbed up against him, feeling his husband's thickness even through the thin panties he was wearing.

Now, now he was starting to feel uncertain. Yunho was bigger than he thought he would be. No he hadn't seen him yet, but he didn't need to to know that he was lacking in length himself.

Jaejoong's cock strained against the soft fabric of his panties, already hard from having Yunho's hands on him.

His thighs trembled as they tried to hold him up, his arms lifting so he could hold onto Yunho from behind, as Yunho lowered his head and whispered into his ear, "It's ok. Don't be scared of me, Jaejoong" His lips trailing down the back of his neck.

Jaejoong felt Yunho's hand slid along his jaw, turning his head to the side so that their mouths met. Jae's eyes closed as he whimpered into his husband’s mouth. His whimpers turning to moans when Yunho's tongue licked the seam of his lips and then entered, the tip of his tongue just skimming the top of his mouth.

Their lips parted, Yunho holding onto the sides of Jaejoong's hips "Baby, bend over. Put your hands on the bed." Yunho's hot breath ghosted over Jae's neck and ears, and he shivered as he lowered himself to the bed; his hands supporting him, his legs still parted.

Yunho didn't know if there was anything known to mankind that was more beautiful than the sight before him.

Jaejoong's back shimmered in the moonlight. His rounded ass lifted up in offering to him, his long legs parted perfectly showing the slight bulge at the center of his thighs.

Yunho licked his lips as he leaned over and kissed the small of his wife's pale back. His hands rested along the sides of Jaejoong's body, not touching him. He moved down and buried his nose in Jae's bottom, inhaling deeply the sweet scent that only belongs to the feminine male.

He heard Jae's quiet protest as he wiggled to move himself away from Yunho's face. Strong hands came up and held the moving hips still as Yunho slid his tongue over the string that was between Jaejoong's ass cheeks. It was so good that Yunho groaned. Fingers parted Jae's ass so Yunho could have better access to the treasure that was buried there. Letting his tongue splay out wide, Yunho swiped along Jae's crack from top to bottom.

But, Yunho wanted more. He moved the string aside, and Yunho's breath caught at what lay before him, yet again. Jaejoong's anus was pink, the hole so small that there was no space in the entrance. Yunho swallowed hard before he dived in. The tip of his tongue teasing the tight ring, just fluttering over it, giving Jae a clue as to what was about to happen to him.

"Y-Yunho...?" Jaejoong's small whimper sounded out into the dark room, at the feel of a nudge from behind in his most secretive place. His small whimper becoming a shocked cry as the nudging tongue slowly slid into him.

His arms grew weak and gave out, his upper body falling to the bed as shivers raced along his spine. His face buried into the covers, his fingers clenching the soft comforter under him.

Jaejoong arched his back as the questing tongue probed deeper inside him. He felt his muscles clench and try to hold onto the invading presence.

As the presence at his rear nudged deeper, Jae's mouth dropped open. Weird feelings swirled inside him. Unknowing, he lightly moved his hips as little mewling sounds escaping his parted lips.

The weird feelings turned to full blown sensation, the sensitive nerves around his entrance coming to life with the simple touch of Yunho's tongue on him.

Giving a little jump, Jae moaned louder as he felt Yunho's hand slid between his parted legs,

coming under to cup his hardened cock.

Jae loved the feel of Yunho's hands on him. Loved how his palm pressed up against him. Loved how his fingers teased him. Loved how his tongue moved in him. It was enough, but at the same time it was not enough. Never enough. He wanted more.

"Yun. Yun, please!" Jaejoong pleaded for something that he knew very little about, but wanted to know everything of.

"What do you want baby?" Yunho lifted his head and asked huskily. His voice low and sexy as it sent more shivers down Jaejoong's flushed back.

"I-I don't know. I just know that I want more!" Jae gasped out, his voice oozing with need. His body swayed back and forth along with the motion of Yunho's hand moving over his silk covered groin.

Everything that Yunho was doing to him felt good. Felt so good that he wanted to loose his mind in the pleasure of it. He didn't know if he could hold on, didn't know if he wanted to.

On the very edge of crying from the wave after wave of pleasure, Jaejoong cried out in surprise when he was suddenly lifted by his hips. Yunho had somehow turned him around and laid him down on the soft pillows at the head of their bed, with Yunho's hands at the elastic band of his undies, pulling them down over his hips and off his legs.

Yunho's hard body covered his softer one and he moaned at the feel of his husband's skin against his own. Yunho's heart was beating next to his thundering heart.

The excitement built up in him, knowing that the moment had come.

But Yunho had something else in store for him, something more that Yunho wanted Jaejoong to experience.

Yunho moved down, kissing his perky nipples and a shuddering belly. His tongue finding the small indent again, laving it with his hot breathe before dipping inside. His teeth grazed the area right below Jaejoong's bellybutton, tearing small moans from the mouth above, Jaejoong's cries intensifying when Yunho's tongue found the tip of his arousal.

Jae's hips lifted from the bed in an almost basic primal instinct to get in deeper.

The hot mouth that came down around him almost made him loose his mind. Jae had seriously thought that he had liked it when Yunho had used his hands on him but that was nothing compared to this...this sweet torture.

He didn't know what to do. To look down and watch Yunho while gasping for every breath or to throw his head back against the pillows and let the moans roll of his tongue. He opted for both.

His big glistening eyes watched as Yunho slowly slid his mouth back onto the head of his cock before sucking him back in, his tongue laid against the underside of his straining length, licking as it went along the smooth red skin.

After a while of watching Yunho pleasure him and trying to hold on, Jaejoong laid his head back, his eyes drifting shut as all he could do was take in all that Yunho was doing to him.

He whimpered when closing his eyes seemed only to enhance the sensations flooding him.

Wetness. Hotness. Belly tightening. Legs falling further apart. Hips arching. So engrossed was Jaejoong that he didn't hear the soft pop of a lid being opened.

His eyes clenched shut and then popped open wide when he felt something wet probing and pressing against his entrance. He was in shock as the tip of Yunho's finger pressed deeper in him.

It felt weird. That finger inside him, but he liked it. Liked that it was Yunho who was doing this to him. As long as it was Yunho, he was okay.

His legs were still relaxed as he felt Yunho slid the long slender length of his finger deeper into him. His body was trying to reject Yunho by tightening his muscles around the single digit but he wanted it. It had started to feel good, not so weird anymore, just good and Jaejoong didn't want his husband to stop.

The finger moved in him, moving and bending until it was pulled free of him, the full feeling disappearing.

Jaejoong looked back down at Yunho kneeling down between his knees, his mouth still wrapped around him.

The empty feeling was soon being replaced as Yunho slid two fingers back inside him.

Jaejoong bit his lip, his brows bunching in confusion at the lack of pain he was expecting from the very beginning. It made him bolder, this lack of discomfort. He raised his knees back, lifting his bottom up, offering a deeper penetration for Yunho's questing fingers. Fingers that had started spreading him, stretching his too tight muscles and narrow entrance. All the while Yunho's mouth never left his aching cock, and Jaejoong knew that much more and he would loose all his control, what little bit of control that Yunho didn't already own.

And then he did. He lost his control. His groin tightening, toes curling, fingers clenching, body going stiff, and that was the only warning that he gave Yunho before he came.

Jaejoong's hips bucked wildly under Yunho's mouth, his gasping cries swallowed up in the night, before slumping back against the soft bed, spent.

Jaejoong's mind reeled as it came to him that that had only been Yunho's mouth. He stared at the ceiling as he wondered how he was going to get through the rest of what Yunho had planned for him. Then fingers moved inside him again and everything slipped his mind but what was going on between his thighs. The thrusting presence there soon had Jaejoong tied up in knots again.

~*~

There was a comforting silence as Yunho prepared his beautiful wife for him. Every now and then a very low moan could be heard as Yunho's fingers pushed against his walls in a very special place.

Yunho gazed up at his wife. He had never seen a person so lost in passion look so lovely. His wife was absolutely breathtaking to him at the moment.

Yunho felt his heart speed up at every sound that was made by Jaejoong. Every sound embedded itself into his soul and he hoped it would live there eternally.

Yunho loved him so much and with this love came the need to never cause the smaller man any pain, ever.

Yunho was on a mission to make sure that Jaejoong was fully prepared to take him in. Slowly, oh so slowly, Yunho pressed a third finger in, sliding it in with the two that was already knuckle deep.

Yunho took a deep breath, to stop his racing heart at Jaejoong's loud gasp of pain. So far, Jaejoong had shown no sign of pain and to know that his beloved was in pain tore at his heart.

The shimmer of tears glazing Jaejoong's huge orbs made him want to stop.

Yunho caressed Jaejoong's belly as he stretched him further, feeling Jaejoong's muscles contract against his fingers.

"Y-Y-Yunho?"

The small uncertain whimper echoed over Yunho's ears, causing him to try and be gentler with Jaejoong.

Voice reassuring and gentle, "It's alright Joongie. You're doing good baby. Just relax and let me do all the work." Yunho muttered against Jaejoong's inner thigh.

After pushing his fingers in and out against his tense walls, Yunho felt Jaejoong begin to relax into his touch, and Jaejoong's whimpers of pain turned to moans of pleasure once again.

Deciding that his little wife was stretched enough Yunho slowly removed his fingers. He lowered himself to lie down in the valley of Jaejoong's legs, his lips catching sweet plump lips below him.

Kissing Jaejoong was like taking in fresh clean water after being cruelly dehydrated for a long while. It was like watching fluffy snow falling in the dead of the night, covering every surface with it's purity, and that was what Jaejoong was...pure.

It didn't matter to Yunho how many times in the future they did this. Made love or had wild kinky sex; Jaejoong would always maintain his sweet innocence with him.

Yunho lifted his head and looked down at Jaejoong. His eyes were closed, and this was not what Yunho wanted.

"Baby, open your eyes. I want you to see me when I make you mine for the first time. I want to see you when you feel me for the first time." Yunho groaned out as he moved his hips against Jaejoong's, feeling his wife's hardness next to his own hardness.

While rubbing on Jae, Yunho watched as Jaejoong's eyes slowly opened, soft brown eyes looking into caramel colored eyes.

"That's it baby, look at me." Yunho moaned as he stole a quick kiss.

His hand sneaked out to grab the thick oil that he had used to prep Jae with. The lid popped open again and the scent of Jasmine wafted in the air around them.

The oil sleeked his cock, but Yunho was worried that that it wouldn't be enough lubrication to ease into Jaejoong's tight opening.

Getting onto his knees, Yunho wondered about how to go about penetrating Jae to cause less pain. The more he thought on it, he knew that there was no one position that would be better than the other. He would just keep on with they way they were with Jae on his back and Yunho on top.

His hands slid down pale slender thighs to hitch them up, bringing up Jaejoong's behind more in line with his own hips.

Yunho's eyes met Jaejoong's, and he knew that his fear of hurting the smaller man showed brightly there.

"Jaejoong?" His name was whispered out, the simple question asked. 'Is it okay?' evident in his tone. 'I love you.' Pouring out in the saying of his name.

Yunho felt a great relief sweep over him at Jaejoong's shyly grinning and the small nod of his head. His love for his wife doubled in his heart at the trust he was shown.

As Yunho pressed the tip of his erection against Jaejoong's opening, a flash appeared in his mind. In this brief flash, it was the future. He could see Jaejoong and himself, almost like looking through a skeleton key hole and peeping into something that should be private. Jaejoong laid on a big bed, his beautiful figure hidden under white silk sheets embroidered with red roses. He appeared to be sleeping when a version of himself tip-toed into the room. Sneakily he slid in between the sheets and with a quick tug, drew the sheets up and over their heads, and all that could be seen where the sheets moving, and then a high giggle followed by a low moan. Then the flash was gone.

Yunho didn't know what it meant, other than the fact that Jaejoong and him would be happy together.

Slowly, he pushed forward, his long length swallowed up Jae's consuming heat.

So into the feel of Jaejoong, finally being inside him, that Yunho missed the small whimper and the quiet plea for him to stop. Yunho continued to push inside, not knowing that Jaejoong under him was struggling to accept him inside his body. It wasn't until small hands started pushing at his hips and chocked sobs were heard that he was aware of Jaejoong being in any pain.

He was already all the way in, but he stopped anyways. His eyes going wide at the crystal like tears pouring out of his wife's eyes to trail down his temples wetting the baby fine hair there.

"Oh Jaejoong, baby. I'm sorry." Yunho muttered as he lowered himself back down. His arms sliding around Jae's shoulders holding him to his chest.

"Oh god Yunho. It hurts. And it stings. And burns too. It just hurts so bad." Jaejoong whimpered out as he buried his face in his husband’s neck. "Please, Yunho. Make it stop hurting. Do something."

Yunho felt his guts twist at his wife's pleas, knowing that there wasn't anything he could do about the pain. He knew that Jaejoong would just have to get used to the feeling of having him inside him. He knew that the next few times that they made love would hurt just as much until Jaejoong's body accepted him fully. He also knew that it wouldn't take long before Jaejoong would get used to being filled up and would want him to move.

Yunho lay there and just held Jaejoong. There wasn't anything else that he could do to help ease the other’s pain.

And then Yunho felt it, the slight movement of Jaejoong's hips as he wiggled a bit. He knew that he had been holding Jaejoong for some time now but he wasn't going to rush what would be the most memorable night of Jaejoong's life.

"Jaejoong?" This time the question was 'Could he move?’ not quite certain that the small movement was a go ahead to fulfill both their needs.

Again, Yunho saw the small nod, "But please go slow Yunho. It still hurts a little bit." Jaejoong's cheeks were a bright pink, his eyes still shy.

Yunho being cautious withdrew and then gently thrust forward, earning a small gasp from Jaejoong.

Jaejoong went still as Yunho started a slow rhythm. He could feel Yunho's wide head making it's way deeper in him. Could feel his walls being stretched to their limits. He could feel how hot his entrance was. But in all the discomfort, there was a comfort in knowing that this was Yunho. Yunho who would make him feel good once he was more used to what he was putting his body through. And through the discomfort, there was a small nudge of something more pleasant. He could feel himself relax. Not just his outer self, but inside also.

He relaxed around Yunho's moving cock, that was thrusting right into the one spot where he felt the pleasant feeling. He could feel little shoots of pleasure coming right out from the heart of his core, spreading, like ghostly fingers skimming along his spin, over his hips and down his legs. Only to race back up, running up his chest, sending out tingles up the back of his neck, and over his scalp.

His pained whimpers quieted down, him being silent, not knowing if he wanted to moan or bite his lip to keep it inside. Yunho took that unknowing away when he pushed in deeper than he had been and hit against something that triggered an open mouthed gasp of pure pleasure.

Jaejoong's fingers dug into Yunho's shoulders, his legs lifting to cling to his husband’s hips. His body moving in time with Yunho, his head laid back, chest heaving heavily. Beads of sweat formed on his flushed chest. His face was covered with a sheen of dew, making fine wisps of hair stick to his forehead and neck. The color in his face rose, as his internal temperature rose with each dip and sway of his hips. His gasps became uncontrolled cries as the pleasure almost became too much for him. Yunho's name became a mantra rolling off his tongue with each thrust that he chanted mindlessly.

He was gone, lost in the whirlwind of desire. He had always wondered why it was kept from him. He had began to think it was bad, but how could something so beautiful be bad? No. This was not bad. This was way beyond any feelings that he thought he would feel. This was the earth, the sky. The universe and the galaxy. This was love at it's finest and he was granted the knowledge of what he knew only a few felt.

Unspeakable passion. Unbreakable love.

His core tightened and he tensed in a different way. His legs wrapped tighter, his nails dug deeper and his cries intensified. What was this? What was this? Can he survive it?

His lower back lifted completely off the bed as he felt a fire build up, and pressure mounted inside him.

Yunho's hoarse groans reached his ears as his husband’s trembling body held him close as Jaejoong's climax hit him full force and left him breathless, his release smearing between their bodies.

He felt Yunho stiffen above him and then the flow of hot and wet inside him. The feel of Yunho's orgasm had Jaejoong hard a second time, the sound of Yunho moaning his name set him on fire once again.

Time stood still. The world stopped turning and everything ceased to exist, except for the two of them. And Jaejoong knew, in some small part of his mind he knew that he had experienced something rare.

Yunho lifted up and gazed down at a sweat slickened Jaejoong. His smile was warm as he looked into shining eyes and a gorgeous smile. Jaejoong in the afterglow of lovemaking was amazing. He shined like the brightest star and it was all for Yunho to witness personally for the rest of his life.

"Jaejoong, are you alright?" Yunho murmured, his lips lowering to get a taste of the luscious fruit that was Jaejoong's full lips.

Jaejoong didn't answer right away; as a bright blush worked it's way up his chest and into his cheeks. He looked up at Yunho, holding his bottom lip between his teeth, before letting go,
"I want to do it again." Was whispered into the night.

~*~*~*~*

Junsu gazed at the darkened bedroom ceiling, his thoughts on his older brother who was having his wedding night right about now.

"Junsu, Jaejoong will be fine. I've already told you this." Yoochun muttered sleepily as he snuggled Junsu's naked body closer to his own.

Junsu gave a great sigh before turning his body towards Yoochun, his arms sliding around Yoochun's waist.

"I know. But, I worry for him anyways. I just want him to enjoy it. That’s all."

Yoochun's lips grazed Junsu's forehead, "Answer me this honestly. Did you enjoy it the first time? Did I give you pleasure that first time Junsu?"

Junsu's head tilted up, his eyes meeting Yoochun's. "You know you did, Chunnie. I had never felt anything like that. It was wonderful. But, I'm not dumb enough to think that everyone's first time will be pleasant."

Yoochun was quiet for few moments thinking, "Do you trust Yunho not to hurt Jaejoong intentionally?"

Junsu pursed his lips before answering, "I trust that Yunho will be gentle with hyung, but not hurting him? He may not be able to help it."

Yoochun shut his eyes tightly, trying to think of a way to ease his lover’s mind. "Su listen. Jaejoong is Yunho's wife now. That means that he is Yunho's responsibility. No, it doesn't mean that you have to stop caring for your brother; it just means that you can relax and let Yunho do the worrying now for you. You don't have to worry for him any longer. And like I said before, Yunho will be gentle with him. He will try and show him pleasure. Now, can we please go to sleep?" Yoochun groaned as his eyelids became heavier by the second.

Junsu smiled at Yoochun before laying his head on his lover’s chest. He was still going to worry about his hyung. It was Jaejoong after all.

~*~*~*~*~*

"Min, do you think he will like it?" Kibum whispered.

Changmin snuggled in closer to Kibum’s back.

"Nope." He muttered, his eyes closed, smiling.

Kibum's body stiffened, then turned his head to see Changmin over his shoulder.

"What! Are you saying he won't like it?" Kibum's voice held disbelief.

Changmin chuckled, "Yeah, I don't think he will like it. I think he'll love it." Changmin paused before continuing, "When you love someone, you don't like making love with them. When you love someone, you love making love with them. It almost becomes the air that you need to breath. You can't go a day without touching that person, kissing that person. And you know that you'll cease to exist if something ever happened to the one you love. So no Kibum. Jaejoong would never like making love with Yunho, he loves him to much for that."

Kibum snorted, "Geez, I just asked if Jaejoong would like it." Kibum murmured, but inside he was thrilled. That was exactly how he thought of Changmin and he knew that his lover thought the same of him.