The Porcelain Treasure: The sequel
Title: The Porcelain Treasure: Yoochun is a real boy!
Author: onthethruway
Genre: smut, fantasy
Pairings: Yoosu, Yoomin, Yoosumin
Rating: NC-17
Length: Chaptered fic.
Summary: Junsu and Changmin try to get Yoochun's identity problems fixed, while the doll struggles with his emotions and adapting to being alive.
Winter's chill turned to spring; Junsu and Changmin still trying to get Yoochun his citizenship papers. Junsu insisted upon the legal route; either way they were telling a lie. Yoochun was a doll; a doll that came to life. It was magical; one look at his true love through his glass case was all it took. Junsu still had trouble believing it. As he drove through the city streets in his limo, he pondered what the future held for Yoochun. A slender hand upon his leg interrupted his thoughts.
The doll's beautiful fingers moved up and down Junsu's thigh; the businessman feeling his body heat rise.
"Yoochun, what are you doing?"
The doll rested his head in the crook of Junsu's neck; hot breath sending a shiver down Junsu's spine. The doll playfully nipped at Junsu's flesh.
"Behave Yoochun."
The doll giggled.
Junsu's limo driver looked into his rear view mirror. He caught a glimpse of his boss; the businessman trying to ignore the doll's caresses. The driver didn't ask any questions about his employer's mysterious companion. They had been together since Christmas; the stranger spending time between Junsu's home and Changmin's penthouse. Junsu spotted the driver in the mirror; the employee turning away in a flash.
As the limo continued on its way, Yoochun's caresses intensified.
"Yoochun, please stop," Junsu begged him; the dolls hands fisting Junsu's shirt, pulling the tails from his slacks. Long fingers undid the buttons; Junsu trembling as Yoochun's hands meandered across his bare chest.
"Yoochun, we're in the car."
The doll ignored his benefactors pleas; mouth joining hands; full, juicy lips planting warm kisses upon Junsu's skin.
The driver decided it was time to stop. Finding a convenient parking space he pulled in and stopped the limo. Flashing a glance at his employer he exited the car. Lighting a cigarette, the driver went to get a cup of coffee; his boss left alone with his plaything.
"Look what you did, Yoochun. You scared Mr. Ahn away."
Yoochun smiled wickedly.
"Good," the doll spoke in his deep sultry voice. "Now we can fuck."
Yoochun wasted little time. He undid Junsu's zipper and released his cock from the confines of his pants. Slender, yet surprisingly strong fingers grabbed the base of Junsu's shaft; the businessman gasping as the doll engulfed him whole.
Yoochun sucked on Junsu's cock relentlessly; tongue swirling and twisting from top to bottom. Junsu could barely breathe; Yoochun's mouth swallowed him until the tip of his cock reached the back of the dolls throat. Yoochun hummed as his swollen bee-stung lips surrounded Junsu's girth; the businessman practically crying; not sure if he could hold out much longer. Yoochun cupped his sack and gently squeezed the delicate flesh.
Junsu snapped.
His fingers grasped Yoochun's hair; his body tensed; closing his eyes he moaned Yoochun's name.
The doll's heart pounded hard and fast as he felt Junsu's cum hit the back of his throat. He swallowed all of it; waiting for his lover to finish.
Yoochun slowly and gently released Junsu's length from his mouth; delicate fingers tucking the now tender flesh back into his pants.
Junsu lay back; chest heaving; sweat glistening on his skin. The doll lapped it up; secretly hoping Junsu would grow hard again.
"That was naughty,Yoochun."
Junsu buttoned his shirt and straightened out the rest of his attire. The doll pouted; realizing his lover was finished. The doll tried to ignore his own throbbing erection; his desire for release squelched by Junsu's scolding.
A sudden thunder clap frightened the doll; burying his head in Junsu's lap. The businessman comforted him. As the rain drops fell, Mr. Ahn made his way back to the limo; hoping to find the two men finished with their foolishness. He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw they were done. They sped off into the night, lightning illuminating the sky.
Deep within Jae and Yunho's little emporium, in the darkest corner of the basement, more magic was about to unfold. A spark hit a tall box; it's contents unknown to Jae who had yet to explore that corner of the basement. The energy it created made the box glow; deep within the contents, a small sound could be heard.
"Lub dub, lub dub."
Author: onthethruway
Genre: smut, fantasy
Pairings: Yoosu, Yoomin, Yoosumin
Rating: NC-17
Length: Chaptered fic.
Summary: Junsu and Changmin try to get Yoochun's identity problems fixed, while the doll struggles with his emotions and adapting to being alive.
Winter's chill turned to spring; Junsu and Changmin still trying to get Yoochun his citizenship papers. Junsu insisted upon the legal route; either way they were telling a lie. Yoochun was a doll; a doll that came to life. It was magical; one look at his true love through his glass case was all it took. Junsu still had trouble believing it. As he drove through the city streets in his limo, he pondered what the future held for Yoochun. A slender hand upon his leg interrupted his thoughts.
The doll's beautiful fingers moved up and down Junsu's thigh; the businessman feeling his body heat rise.
"Yoochun, what are you doing?"
The doll rested his head in the crook of Junsu's neck; hot breath sending a shiver down Junsu's spine. The doll playfully nipped at Junsu's flesh.
"Behave Yoochun."
The doll giggled.
Junsu's limo driver looked into his rear view mirror. He caught a glimpse of his boss; the businessman trying to ignore the doll's caresses. The driver didn't ask any questions about his employer's mysterious companion. They had been together since Christmas; the stranger spending time between Junsu's home and Changmin's penthouse. Junsu spotted the driver in the mirror; the employee turning away in a flash.
As the limo continued on its way, Yoochun's caresses intensified.
"Yoochun, please stop," Junsu begged him; the dolls hands fisting Junsu's shirt, pulling the tails from his slacks. Long fingers undid the buttons; Junsu trembling as Yoochun's hands meandered across his bare chest.
"Yoochun, we're in the car."
The doll ignored his benefactors pleas; mouth joining hands; full, juicy lips planting warm kisses upon Junsu's skin.
The driver decided it was time to stop. Finding a convenient parking space he pulled in and stopped the limo. Flashing a glance at his employer he exited the car. Lighting a cigarette, the driver went to get a cup of coffee; his boss left alone with his plaything.
"Look what you did, Yoochun. You scared Mr. Ahn away."
Yoochun smiled wickedly.
"Good," the doll spoke in his deep sultry voice. "Now we can fuck."
Yoochun wasted little time. He undid Junsu's zipper and released his cock from the confines of his pants. Slender, yet surprisingly strong fingers grabbed the base of Junsu's shaft; the businessman gasping as the doll engulfed him whole.
Yoochun sucked on Junsu's cock relentlessly; tongue swirling and twisting from top to bottom. Junsu could barely breathe; Yoochun's mouth swallowed him until the tip of his cock reached the back of the dolls throat. Yoochun hummed as his swollen bee-stung lips surrounded Junsu's girth; the businessman practically crying; not sure if he could hold out much longer. Yoochun cupped his sack and gently squeezed the delicate flesh.
Junsu snapped.
His fingers grasped Yoochun's hair; his body tensed; closing his eyes he moaned Yoochun's name.
The doll's heart pounded hard and fast as he felt Junsu's cum hit the back of his throat. He swallowed all of it; waiting for his lover to finish.
Yoochun slowly and gently released Junsu's length from his mouth; delicate fingers tucking the now tender flesh back into his pants.
Junsu lay back; chest heaving; sweat glistening on his skin. The doll lapped it up; secretly hoping Junsu would grow hard again.
"That was naughty,Yoochun."
Junsu buttoned his shirt and straightened out the rest of his attire. The doll pouted; realizing his lover was finished. The doll tried to ignore his own throbbing erection; his desire for release squelched by Junsu's scolding.
A sudden thunder clap frightened the doll; burying his head in Junsu's lap. The businessman comforted him. As the rain drops fell, Mr. Ahn made his way back to the limo; hoping to find the two men finished with their foolishness. He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw they were done. They sped off into the night, lightning illuminating the sky.
Deep within Jae and Yunho's little emporium, in the darkest corner of the basement, more magic was about to unfold. A spark hit a tall box; it's contents unknown to Jae who had yet to explore that corner of the basement. The energy it created made the box glow; deep within the contents, a small sound could be heard.
"Lub dub, lub dub."