[FIC] PROMPT #1: WEDDING PARTY
Prompt #1: Wedding Party
Beta: no beta this time (jae-anh is doing her essay)
Pairing(s): Minjae/Jaeming
Genre: Smut/AU
Rating: R/NC-17
Summary: Smut writing prompts for Tani involving JaeMin having sex in different places with different scenarios.
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Prompt #1: Wedding Party
Shim Jaejoong was very amused.
His husband, Shim Changmin, hadn’t stopped touching him since they left the house that morning. Jaejoong could sense those deep brown eyes gaze lovingly upon his face. The strong hand that rested possessively around his waist, occasionally dipping lower to linger appreciatively upon his backside, teasing and prodding playfully.
Jaejoong laughed to himself.
Today, they had been invited to wedding of Jaejoong’s old friend in college. His husband hadn’t been too excited about spending his Saturday at a wedding one where he barely even knew the people who were being married. The man after all, was Jaejoong’s friend, not his. Jaejoong was quickly getting annoyed with the younger man who whined every two seconds while the smaller man got ready in their bathroom.
But one look at Jaejoong when he emerged from the bathroom in a tuxedo for the first time after three years since they had been married, Changmin suddenly went strangely quiet and weirdly cooperative ever since.
Even as they sat at their assigned cloth-covered table at the after party, about ten feet away from bride and groom, Changmin’s long fingers were curled around his, his thumb stroking the back of his hand lovingly, occasionally taking a glimpse at their matching rings on his finger. He met Changmin’s eyes as the man watched newly wedded couple’s family and friends talk about the day they met and their love for each other.
And Jaejoong knew the taller man was probably thinking about their own wedding. Just like Jaejoong was.
He could remember clearly. Their own wedding had been small but beautiful; with their loved ones all in attendance. Jaejoong could remember just how handsome his husband-to-be had looked that day. His hair slicked back, showing off his chiseled, handsome face and tanned skin. The elegant suit fitting off his tall, muscle body so well that he could whispers of envy of his friends as he walked down the aisle. Very much like the suit did now.
Jaejoong didn’t know if it was effect of the wine or the sight of his gorgeous husband sitting next to him, but he suddenly felt really turned on. A naughty thought went through him and he smirked widely. While the younger man was preoccupied with the best man’s toast, Jaejoong moved his hand to rest on Changmin’s thigh. As he stroked and squeezed that the powerful muscle, he felt Changmin tense up and heard him suck in a deep, long breath, his hold on the wine glass in his hand becoming unsteady.
Jaejoong then took the opportunity to lean closer to the taller man and blow into his ear, making the man shiver in delight. But, just as swiftly as he attacked, the smaller man then fell back into his seat, just in time for the best man’s to end his toast with a round of “cheers”. After he down the toast in one gulp, Jaejoong smirked behind his wine glass. He then he turned to stare at his husband, who looked positively…heated.
“You better watch yourself, Shim Jaejoong,” the taller man countered, leaning to place his lips against Jaejoong’s cheek.
“Like you’re one to talk, Shim Changmin. Who hasn’t been able to keep his hands to himself since he left the house?”
The man chuckled as he leaned closer and nuzzled his husband’s neck, “Looks like we’re not only ones.”
Jaejoong followed Changmin’s eyes to the bride and groom, who kept kissing each other every two seconds, their bodies barely millimeters apart. Jaejoong laughed at the newlyweds and their inability to hide their desire, “Well they are definitely a lot more innocent than we were at our wedding…We really had no self-control.”
“Oh trust me, sweethart. I had self-control.”
“Sure you did, baby. Sure you did.”
The smaller man’s eye softened as he continued to gaze at the couple. He smiled as he watched his friend take his new bride by the hand and led her to the dance floor. As the DJ played a soft, romantic melody, the two lovebirds swayed to the music, their eyes only on each other. And once again, Jaejoong found himself going back in time to his own wedding, a warm feeling shot throw his chest.
“They really do look happy together, don’t they Cha-” Jaejoong cut off when he turned and noticed that his husband was no longer sitting beside him. He looked around, wondering where the man might have run off to without telling him.
He was about to leave the table to search for him, until he felt a large pair of hands grab onto his calves from underneath the cloth-covered table. Jaejoong yelped in surprise, which was fortunately drowned out by the music, and nearly jumped out of the chair on reflex. However, those naughty hands kept him in place, even as they continued up to thighs, crawling up his pant leg to his crouch.
Knowing whose those hands belonged, the smaller man called out in a voice just loud enough for his perverted husband to hear, “Shim Changmin! What hell are you doing?! This isn’t the place for-”
He was cut off instantly when those hands found the zipper of his pants and slowly pulled down. Jaejoong bit his lip and looked around nervously. Thanking the heavens that the two couples sitting with them a few minutes before had already left to dance, and the fact that they were sitting at the table furthest from the dance floor, away from the curious eyes.
Still, this shouldn’t give them reasons for Changmin give him a hand job under the table.
The smaller man snuck his hands underneath the thick clothe and frantically tried to push his husband away, but was instantly met with resistance as the man pushed them away and continued to unzip his pants. He swore that he could picture his husband’s smirking face in his mind right now. Jaejoong then heard the man’s deep voice over the roar of laughter and music.
“I’ll show you self-control, sweetheart.”
Jaejoong gasped, his eyes closing when his cock was released from his boxers and met the coolness of the air conditioned room. He gripped the thick table cloth tightly and bit his lips harder, to keep from showing his intense state of pleasure. It became almost impossible as Changmin stroked his cock up and down, in a steady rhythm, making him fall onto the table top in order to hide his blushing face.
“Cha-Cha-min, stop-! We-we can’t-ahh!” As Jaejoong struggled to form the words, he could faintly hear the man under the table laugh and then continue to rub his manhood even harder with one hand, while the other crept deeper in his pants and fondled his balls.
Once again, Jaejoong thanked his lucky stars that the white cloth was thick and long enough to hide Changmin’s form as well as the current nakedness of his lower region. Without it, he would have been exposed to the entire wedding party; which was something he knew he would never, ever live it down.
With each stroke, his penis hardened even more, becoming almost unbearable. And he could feel drips of precum spewing out of him onto Changmin’s warm, slightly calloused hands. The smaller man’s eyes glazed over in ecstasy, his cheeks flushed bright pink, even as he tried harder to will his body to stop.
He shouldn’t be having an orgasm in the middle of his friend’s after party. No matter how incredibly turned on this made him.
But when Changmin’s cool breath met his hard, aching penis, he found that he didn’t care anymore.
“Jaejoong!”
Or so he thought.
Jaejoong jumped when he saw the bride and groom approaching their table, completely unaware of what was going on underneath. As he turned his nervously flushed face to meet the couple, he briefly heard Changmin hiss in pain from under the table. Apparently, Jaejoong’s sudden movement had caused him to smack his head against the table bottom.
Serves him right, Jaejoong thought.
“Hyun-jun, Hana-shii, thank you for inviting my husband and I. T-the wedding was very beautiful,” Jaejoong smiled brightly, trying to play it off as if his husband wasn’t currently under the table giving him a mind-blowing hand job at their wedding.
“The pleasure is all ours, Jaejoong-shii. Thank you for coming,” the petite bride smiled, looking radiant in her pure white gown.
“Why are you sitting here for by yourself, Jaejoong? Where’s Changmin-shii?” his friend asked, looking around in search of his husband, who’s above average height would have made him easier to spot in the crowd. But before the beautiful man could answer, a tongue met the head of his penis and he quickly choked back a moan, his eyes widening.
That bastard…
“Chang-min, is-is in the b-bathroom,” Jaejoong managed to get out, his mind melting due to that cruel tongue that continued to work his penis, like it was sucking the juice of a popsicle. Up and down, swirling around, before bringing those lips over it and taking it one gulp.
God, he was going to kill him when they got home.
“Jaejoong-shii, are you okay?”
Jaejoong shook his head, forcing a smile on his face, sweat dripping down his forehead,“No-o, I’m fine. I-I’m just going to wait until Chang-mmin, comes back.”
“Okay. But once he gets back, you should tell him to stop being a party-pooper and dance with you, okay?” his friend joked, patting Jaejoong on the back; which caused his now sensitive body to flinch and moan in pain. Suddenly, the beautiful man felt a finger slip from underneath his boxers and began to caressed circles around his entrance. It was then that Jaejoong knew he was about to lose it.
“S-Sure. Will do.”
And with that, the newlywed couple went back to the rest of their guests. Just in time for Jaejoong to reach his limit. His hands covered his mouth to hide the scream as he released his essence into Changmin’s awaiting mouth. And Jaejoong didn’t have to see his husband to know that the man had gulped his semen down in earnest.
Knowing this, Jaejoong’s body started to react once again.
Finally deciding to just give up and give in to his perverted husband, the smaller man looked around to see if anyone was looking and then he dove under the cloth, greeting the man with a heated, passionate kiss. He snuck his tongue inside Changmin’s mouth, tasting his own essence mixed with tantalizing taste of his husband. He wrapped his arms around the taller man’s neck, as the man gently laid him down, with his back resting against the floor.
When they pulled away, their lips still connected by a trail of saliva, Jaejoong’s heated gaze bore into Changmin’s. The smaller man knew they shouldn’t be doing this, but he had really stopped caring a while ago. His heat from their own wedding coming back every second and seeing his husband looking so dashing right now, Jaejoong found that he didn’t really care anymore.
They had already too far gone.
“Are we really going to do this?”
“Do you want to stop now?” the taller man asked with an all-knowing grin.
“No fucking way,” Jaejoong growled, pulling Changmin down for another heart-stopping kiss.
He had been so distracted, he didn’t realized that Changmin had already pulled his pants and boxers down over his knees, leaving him only hanging on by his black dress shows. The taller man had settled in between his thighs, bending over slightly as to not the hit the table bottom. Jaejoong moaned loudly this time when he felt fingers, coated with his cum, enter his body. As those expert fingers prepared him for what was to come, Jaejoong tried to muffle his cries each time those fingertips pressed against his special spot.
He might have been really distracted that the moment, but he had enough mindset to notice that the song had changed to a slow one, and so, his voice could be easily heard of the speakers if he wasn’t careful.
Jaejoong groaned when those fingers were removed briefly but his heart soared when he heard the sound of Changmin’s zipper and saw as he released his own hard erection, and place it at Jaejoong’s entrance. The taller man than wrapped his arms around his beautiful husband’s back and placed gentle kisses along his face.
“You do know you’ll be sleeping on the couch for this, right?” the tone in Jaejoong’s voice held a tint of teasing but was still full of seriousness.
Changmin smiled, flashing his perfect, white teeth, “Well, I guess I really need to make this count then.”
And with that, Changmin entered him. Almost achingly slow at first and then one last push filled the beautiful man completely. Jaejoong waited for the short flash of pain to subside before he urged his husband to move. The smaller man gripped Changmin’s back, ruffling his clothes, as the man slammed into him over and over, his pace quickening, becoming rougher at each thrust.
Both still clad in their tuxedos from the waist up, the married couple tried to make sure that their clothes remained intact. They hadn’t removed them, knowing that if they wouldn’t have finished without tearing the clothes apart. And Jaejoong would be damned if they had to walk out of the after party half-naked and carrying their torn clothes.
Still, Jaejoong felt Changmin’s hands all over his body, pulling him even closer to chest and stroking his reawaken cock, as he pounded frantically into his body, his release drawing near. With one last thrust powerful thrust, the taller man came inside of him, burying his face into Jaejoong’s shoulder to muffle his yell; Jaejoong followed with his second orgasm of the night soon after, his own voice covered by Changmin’s soft lips.
They laid in each other’s arms for a couple of minutes, savoring the moment before they would have to clean up, straighten their clothes, and go back to the party before anyone noticed their sudden disappearance or worse, have their table mates come back and have their feet meet to messy bodies under the table.
Still, Jaejoong smiled contently, his anger at his husband flying away as he held him close.
Changmin met his smile with a kiss on those pouty lips that had been tempting him all day and murmured, “I love you, Jae.”
The smaller kissed him back and ran his hand through his dusty brown hair and replied, “I love you too, you horny bastard.”
Let’s just say that the wedding life of the Shims would never been uninteresting or without passion. And Jaejoong hoped that his friend would have the exact same thing.
THE END
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Short and sweet. Hope you liked it Tani bb~ *huggles*
Comments and constructive criticism are always welcome and cherished xD
Beta: no beta this time (jae-anh is doing her essay)
Pairing(s): Minjae/Jaeming
Genre: Smut/AU
Rating: R/NC-17
Summary: Smut writing prompts for Tani involving JaeMin having sex in different places with different scenarios.
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Prompt #1: Wedding Party
Shim Jaejoong was very amused.
His husband, Shim Changmin, hadn’t stopped touching him since they left the house that morning. Jaejoong could sense those deep brown eyes gaze lovingly upon his face. The strong hand that rested possessively around his waist, occasionally dipping lower to linger appreciatively upon his backside, teasing and prodding playfully.
Jaejoong laughed to himself.
Today, they had been invited to wedding of Jaejoong’s old friend in college. His husband hadn’t been too excited about spending his Saturday at a wedding one where he barely even knew the people who were being married. The man after all, was Jaejoong’s friend, not his. Jaejoong was quickly getting annoyed with the younger man who whined every two seconds while the smaller man got ready in their bathroom.
But one look at Jaejoong when he emerged from the bathroom in a tuxedo for the first time after three years since they had been married, Changmin suddenly went strangely quiet and weirdly cooperative ever since.
Even as they sat at their assigned cloth-covered table at the after party, about ten feet away from bride and groom, Changmin’s long fingers were curled around his, his thumb stroking the back of his hand lovingly, occasionally taking a glimpse at their matching rings on his finger. He met Changmin’s eyes as the man watched newly wedded couple’s family and friends talk about the day they met and their love for each other.
And Jaejoong knew the taller man was probably thinking about their own wedding. Just like Jaejoong was.
He could remember clearly. Their own wedding had been small but beautiful; with their loved ones all in attendance. Jaejoong could remember just how handsome his husband-to-be had looked that day. His hair slicked back, showing off his chiseled, handsome face and tanned skin. The elegant suit fitting off his tall, muscle body so well that he could whispers of envy of his friends as he walked down the aisle. Very much like the suit did now.
Jaejoong didn’t know if it was effect of the wine or the sight of his gorgeous husband sitting next to him, but he suddenly felt really turned on. A naughty thought went through him and he smirked widely. While the younger man was preoccupied with the best man’s toast, Jaejoong moved his hand to rest on Changmin’s thigh. As he stroked and squeezed that the powerful muscle, he felt Changmin tense up and heard him suck in a deep, long breath, his hold on the wine glass in his hand becoming unsteady.
Jaejoong then took the opportunity to lean closer to the taller man and blow into his ear, making the man shiver in delight. But, just as swiftly as he attacked, the smaller man then fell back into his seat, just in time for the best man’s to end his toast with a round of “cheers”. After he down the toast in one gulp, Jaejoong smirked behind his wine glass. He then he turned to stare at his husband, who looked positively…heated.
“You better watch yourself, Shim Jaejoong,” the taller man countered, leaning to place his lips against Jaejoong’s cheek.
“Like you’re one to talk, Shim Changmin. Who hasn’t been able to keep his hands to himself since he left the house?”
The man chuckled as he leaned closer and nuzzled his husband’s neck, “Looks like we’re not only ones.”
Jaejoong followed Changmin’s eyes to the bride and groom, who kept kissing each other every two seconds, their bodies barely millimeters apart. Jaejoong laughed at the newlyweds and their inability to hide their desire, “Well they are definitely a lot more innocent than we were at our wedding…We really had no self-control.”
“Oh trust me, sweethart. I had self-control.”
“Sure you did, baby. Sure you did.”
The smaller man’s eye softened as he continued to gaze at the couple. He smiled as he watched his friend take his new bride by the hand and led her to the dance floor. As the DJ played a soft, romantic melody, the two lovebirds swayed to the music, their eyes only on each other. And once again, Jaejoong found himself going back in time to his own wedding, a warm feeling shot throw his chest.
“They really do look happy together, don’t they Cha-” Jaejoong cut off when he turned and noticed that his husband was no longer sitting beside him. He looked around, wondering where the man might have run off to without telling him.
He was about to leave the table to search for him, until he felt a large pair of hands grab onto his calves from underneath the cloth-covered table. Jaejoong yelped in surprise, which was fortunately drowned out by the music, and nearly jumped out of the chair on reflex. However, those naughty hands kept him in place, even as they continued up to thighs, crawling up his pant leg to his crouch.
Knowing whose those hands belonged, the smaller man called out in a voice just loud enough for his perverted husband to hear, “Shim Changmin! What hell are you doing?! This isn’t the place for-”
He was cut off instantly when those hands found the zipper of his pants and slowly pulled down. Jaejoong bit his lip and looked around nervously. Thanking the heavens that the two couples sitting with them a few minutes before had already left to dance, and the fact that they were sitting at the table furthest from the dance floor, away from the curious eyes.
Still, this shouldn’t give them reasons for Changmin give him a hand job under the table.
The smaller man snuck his hands underneath the thick clothe and frantically tried to push his husband away, but was instantly met with resistance as the man pushed them away and continued to unzip his pants. He swore that he could picture his husband’s smirking face in his mind right now. Jaejoong then heard the man’s deep voice over the roar of laughter and music.
“I’ll show you self-control, sweetheart.”
Jaejoong gasped, his eyes closing when his cock was released from his boxers and met the coolness of the air conditioned room. He gripped the thick table cloth tightly and bit his lips harder, to keep from showing his intense state of pleasure. It became almost impossible as Changmin stroked his cock up and down, in a steady rhythm, making him fall onto the table top in order to hide his blushing face.
“Cha-Cha-min, stop-! We-we can’t-ahh!” As Jaejoong struggled to form the words, he could faintly hear the man under the table laugh and then continue to rub his manhood even harder with one hand, while the other crept deeper in his pants and fondled his balls.
Once again, Jaejoong thanked his lucky stars that the white cloth was thick and long enough to hide Changmin’s form as well as the current nakedness of his lower region. Without it, he would have been exposed to the entire wedding party; which was something he knew he would never, ever live it down.
With each stroke, his penis hardened even more, becoming almost unbearable. And he could feel drips of precum spewing out of him onto Changmin’s warm, slightly calloused hands. The smaller man’s eyes glazed over in ecstasy, his cheeks flushed bright pink, even as he tried harder to will his body to stop.
He shouldn’t be having an orgasm in the middle of his friend’s after party. No matter how incredibly turned on this made him.
But when Changmin’s cool breath met his hard, aching penis, he found that he didn’t care anymore.
“Jaejoong!”
Or so he thought.
Jaejoong jumped when he saw the bride and groom approaching their table, completely unaware of what was going on underneath. As he turned his nervously flushed face to meet the couple, he briefly heard Changmin hiss in pain from under the table. Apparently, Jaejoong’s sudden movement had caused him to smack his head against the table bottom.
Serves him right, Jaejoong thought.
“Hyun-jun, Hana-shii, thank you for inviting my husband and I. T-the wedding was very beautiful,” Jaejoong smiled brightly, trying to play it off as if his husband wasn’t currently under the table giving him a mind-blowing hand job at their wedding.
“The pleasure is all ours, Jaejoong-shii. Thank you for coming,” the petite bride smiled, looking radiant in her pure white gown.
“Why are you sitting here for by yourself, Jaejoong? Where’s Changmin-shii?” his friend asked, looking around in search of his husband, who’s above average height would have made him easier to spot in the crowd. But before the beautiful man could answer, a tongue met the head of his penis and he quickly choked back a moan, his eyes widening.
That bastard…
“Chang-min, is-is in the b-bathroom,” Jaejoong managed to get out, his mind melting due to that cruel tongue that continued to work his penis, like it was sucking the juice of a popsicle. Up and down, swirling around, before bringing those lips over it and taking it one gulp.
God, he was going to kill him when they got home.
“Jaejoong-shii, are you okay?”
Jaejoong shook his head, forcing a smile on his face, sweat dripping down his forehead,“No-o, I’m fine. I-I’m just going to wait until Chang-mmin, comes back.”
“Okay. But once he gets back, you should tell him to stop being a party-pooper and dance with you, okay?” his friend joked, patting Jaejoong on the back; which caused his now sensitive body to flinch and moan in pain. Suddenly, the beautiful man felt a finger slip from underneath his boxers and began to caressed circles around his entrance. It was then that Jaejoong knew he was about to lose it.
“S-Sure. Will do.”
And with that, the newlywed couple went back to the rest of their guests. Just in time for Jaejoong to reach his limit. His hands covered his mouth to hide the scream as he released his essence into Changmin’s awaiting mouth. And Jaejoong didn’t have to see his husband to know that the man had gulped his semen down in earnest.
Knowing this, Jaejoong’s body started to react once again.
Finally deciding to just give up and give in to his perverted husband, the smaller man looked around to see if anyone was looking and then he dove under the cloth, greeting the man with a heated, passionate kiss. He snuck his tongue inside Changmin’s mouth, tasting his own essence mixed with tantalizing taste of his husband. He wrapped his arms around the taller man’s neck, as the man gently laid him down, with his back resting against the floor.
When they pulled away, their lips still connected by a trail of saliva, Jaejoong’s heated gaze bore into Changmin’s. The smaller man knew they shouldn’t be doing this, but he had really stopped caring a while ago. His heat from their own wedding coming back every second and seeing his husband looking so dashing right now, Jaejoong found that he didn’t really care anymore.
They had already too far gone.
“Are we really going to do this?”
“Do you want to stop now?” the taller man asked with an all-knowing grin.
“No fucking way,” Jaejoong growled, pulling Changmin down for another heart-stopping kiss.
He had been so distracted, he didn’t realized that Changmin had already pulled his pants and boxers down over his knees, leaving him only hanging on by his black dress shows. The taller man had settled in between his thighs, bending over slightly as to not the hit the table bottom. Jaejoong moaned loudly this time when he felt fingers, coated with his cum, enter his body. As those expert fingers prepared him for what was to come, Jaejoong tried to muffle his cries each time those fingertips pressed against his special spot.
He might have been really distracted that the moment, but he had enough mindset to notice that the song had changed to a slow one, and so, his voice could be easily heard of the speakers if he wasn’t careful.
Jaejoong groaned when those fingers were removed briefly but his heart soared when he heard the sound of Changmin’s zipper and saw as he released his own hard erection, and place it at Jaejoong’s entrance. The taller man than wrapped his arms around his beautiful husband’s back and placed gentle kisses along his face.
“You do know you’ll be sleeping on the couch for this, right?” the tone in Jaejoong’s voice held a tint of teasing but was still full of seriousness.
Changmin smiled, flashing his perfect, white teeth, “Well, I guess I really need to make this count then.”
And with that, Changmin entered him. Almost achingly slow at first and then one last push filled the beautiful man completely. Jaejoong waited for the short flash of pain to subside before he urged his husband to move. The smaller man gripped Changmin’s back, ruffling his clothes, as the man slammed into him over and over, his pace quickening, becoming rougher at each thrust.
Both still clad in their tuxedos from the waist up, the married couple tried to make sure that their clothes remained intact. They hadn’t removed them, knowing that if they wouldn’t have finished without tearing the clothes apart. And Jaejoong would be damned if they had to walk out of the after party half-naked and carrying their torn clothes.
Still, Jaejoong felt Changmin’s hands all over his body, pulling him even closer to chest and stroking his reawaken cock, as he pounded frantically into his body, his release drawing near. With one last thrust powerful thrust, the taller man came inside of him, burying his face into Jaejoong’s shoulder to muffle his yell; Jaejoong followed with his second orgasm of the night soon after, his own voice covered by Changmin’s soft lips.
They laid in each other’s arms for a couple of minutes, savoring the moment before they would have to clean up, straighten their clothes, and go back to the party before anyone noticed their sudden disappearance or worse, have their table mates come back and have their feet meet to messy bodies under the table.
Still, Jaejoong smiled contently, his anger at his husband flying away as he held him close.
Changmin met his smile with a kiss on those pouty lips that had been tempting him all day and murmured, “I love you, Jae.”
The smaller kissed him back and ran his hand through his dusty brown hair and replied, “I love you too, you horny bastard.”
Let’s just say that the wedding life of the Shims would never been uninteresting or without passion. And Jaejoong hoped that his friend would have the exact same thing.
THE END
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Short and sweet. Hope you liked it Tani bb~ *huggles*
Comments and constructive criticism are always welcome and cherished xD