sugar explosion
Sugar Explosion
Junsu/Yoochun
NC-17.
Romance. Fluff. And did I mention shameless jerking off?
2182 words.
Summary: And here Junsu was, pining for a high school student.
Prompt by suju_shinki. The term ‘penis explosion’ needs to be used; high school; ice cream in winter.
Comments and concrits? :DDD
this was supposed to be suju_shinki's personal pron but she wanted me to post it up ._.
sugar explosion
He stared.
A poorly hidden peek from behind his half-finished ice cream, and he stared. Again.
The boy was greeting the customers as usual, the cute little hat he wore atop his head sliding down a little each time he bowed with a generous smile- good morning, how may I take your order please?- gracing his lips each and every time. God, what Junsu would do just to have that smile directed at him. He’d probably cradle it, keep it in a bottle, only to take it out every night and have a peek before he sleeps.
Junsu sighed, running fingers through his smooth auburn hair. He just couldn’t get that boy out of his mind. Day in, day out, he’d be thinking about that wide smile; a bright gleam reaching his chocolate orbs and the happy crinkles appearing around the edges of his shapely eyes. The way those expressive orbs dance in mild amusement when customers gave the wrong amount, and how it drooped when he hadn’t rested well enough, exhaustion toning the rich brownness into a dull shade of coffee black.
Junsu especially loved how puffy his cheeks looked in winter, and the childish innocence he conveyed when he bundled himself up under layers and layers of oversized sweaters and a long, black scarf which partially covered the pale skins of his face.
And here Junsu was, pining for a high school student. Junsu led a sad and strange college life.
“Yoochun, break time!” A tall, muscular man called out. Junsu squinted his eyes at muscular man’s nametag- Service with a smile! My name is Yunho, how may I help you?- and nodded knowingly as he bit into the crunchy cone of his minty green tea ice cream. Must be Yoochun’s boss then.
“Alright Yunho, be back in 20 minutes!” The brunette took off the apron and headed to the back, probably to place his chequered apron in the staff locker. Junsu picked up his pen and resumed working on his assignment, taking small licks of his ice cream every few seconds. The chillness of the frozen treat was a huge contrast to the toasty warm atmosphere of the homely cafe.
“Alright, what have I missed?” The dark-haired teen slid into the seat across Junsu, straightening the wrinkles on his shirt as he sat down.
“Between eating my ice cream and leering at you? Nothing much.” Junsu responded, setting his pen down to grin boyishly at his boyfriend. “I missed you.” Deft, cold fingers reached across the wooden table to grasp the brunette’s warm digits.
Plump lips lifted at the corners and the brunette attempted to hide his smile behind his hand- the image of their entwined fingers looked perfect from his view- before looking up into his boyfriend’s warm eyes. “Ever the romantic one, aren’t you?” He leaned in, closing the distance between them. Junsu’s lips had already puckered automatically in response, anticipating the warm feel of the brunette’s softness against his, only to find empty air and the gentle, vanilla scent of his lover’s shampoo.
Yoochun had turned his head at the last moment to steal a bite from his ice cream.
“Blergh, green tea. Why do you have such weird taste in ice cream?” Yoochun grumbled, face scrunched up in distaste. Junsu laughed heartily at his boyfriend, gripping the other’s fingers tighter and caressing the insides of his palm affectionately.
“It’s healthy, babe. Besides, serves you right for wanting to taste the ice cream instead of me.” Mirth laced his tone as he watched a light scowl form on Yoochun’s face. Putting aside his desire to coo at the adorably, frowning Yoochun- oh, Yoochun would kill him if he did that; those arms may be thin but they pack a punch- Junsu’s face turned serious and he leaned forward, breath ghosting Yoochun’s cherry lips, moving closer, closer-
“Gotcha.”
Yoochun opened his eyes, a pout already making its way to his full lips. Junsu was such a tease. The auburn’s pearly whites were grinning innocently at him; apt fingers expertly twirling his hat tauntingly.
“What? You forgot to take off your hat.”
Yoochun wanted to stuff the ice cream down the other’s throat to wipe off that cheeky grin. “Just hurry up and kiss me already,” Yoochun grumbled, looking up from under his long lashes with clear, liquid eyes. He knew Junsu was a sucker for this look.
Junsu chuckled deeply, placing the hat beside his research papers and finished up the last of his melting green tea treat. Strong arms reached out to pull Yoochun from his seat and into his lover’s lap. Junsu gazed up, eyes looking into Yoochun’s searchingly as his head instinctively tilted to capture the soft, red flesh he’d been wanting to taste all morning. The brunette groaned sensuously, slipping his tongue into the other’s mouth; taking, tasting and sending pleasurable shivers down Junsu’s spine.
“Damn sugar, settle down. I’m diabetic.” Junsu murmured against his lover’s softness, deepening the kiss, tongue coming out to stroke and mirror his lover’s actions. Yoochun grinned into the feel of his boyfriend’s addictive lips, fingers sliding into silky auburn locks.
:: ✈ ::
“Oh Yoochun-” Junsu moaned into the empty room, pushing the dildo further up his ass. The hard plastic brushed against his pleasure spot, making the writhing man groan even louder and speed the stroking on his fully erected cock.
White spots invaded his vision, signalling that the auburn’s release was near. His ass clenched the dildo tighter, as he fumbled and held back his release, looking hurriedly for a condom to contain his cum.
No such luck. His sheets were going to be stained milky white again.
Lidded eyes travelled to the half full melting cup of ice cream the sophomore had bought earlier. Desperate, Junsu wrapped his shaking fingers around it and dipped his leaking erection in; shuddering at the sudden shivers it sent up his body. Nimble fingers reached behind and pulled out the slick sex toy, before thrusting it back in, repeatedly hitting his abused bundle of pleasure.
Junsu bent forward on trembling knees, panting harshly before incoherently moaning his lover’s name as he came hard on his bed. Loud pants filled the room, and Junsu held back a whimper as the dildo slowly slipped out his thoroughly fucked hole and onto the sheets; a thin film of lubricant coating the plastic toy.
Junsu hastily grabbed the tissues placed on his bedside table- bought exclusively for such purposes- before pulling himself out of the melted frozen treat. He looked down at the yellow stickiness coating his limp cock, the sugary goodness flowing down and slowly dripping back into the cup. He snorted. If only Yoochun was here to lick it off. God, the mental image was enough to arouse Junsu again. He closed his eyes, breath coming out in short pants. But then again, he wouldn’t want Yoochun to do such kinky, dirty things until Junsu was sure the former was absolutely ready for it.
Shaking his head clear of any further inappropriate thoughts, he gingerly wiped off the dripping ice cream from his cock and carefully placed the mango dessert on the table. Junsu’s eyebrows rose. Surprisingly, his cum blended in well with the creamy yellowness.
Junsu pulled up his towel which hung from the frames of his bed and wrapped his lower half in it. Tissues covered the stained dildo, and Junsu hastily tossed it into the drawer, before laying against the white cushiness the cottony pillows offered; he shielded his face with his arm, still not calm from his orgasmic high. Junsu exhaled loudly, willing the rapid beatings of his heart to relax.
“Junsu?”
Said person sat upright from his bed, stunned to find an adorable-looking Yoochun, lips clattering from the cold, poking his head from the bedroom door. “Can I come in?”
Junsu nodded his head wordlessly; speechless at the fact that Yoochun might have caught him moaning shamelessly while jerking off to lewd thoughts of Yoochun in various positions. Oh dear god.
The dark-haired teen set his bag onto the parquet flooring, shrugging off his long, winter coat, before unwinding the thick, cashmere scarf around his neck and hooking it onto the coat stand by the door. He padded across the room and sat comfortably at the edge of the four-poster bed.
“You weren’t at the cafe today.”
Junsu nodded cautiously at the beauty before him, “Yeah, I had some errands to run, and research to catch up on. Sorry, Yoochun.” He paused, “You have your astronomy test tomorrow, no? I didn’t want to distract you from it. How’s the studying coming along?”
“It’s fine. I finished covering the important chapters. But, urgh, this subject is just a waste of time.” Yoochun whined, pulling at the hems of his sweater in frustration. “Is it really necessary for me to know how the Earth was formed? Just because there were a couple of star explosions? It’s not like I’m going to major in cosmology or anything in the future.” Yoochun muttered grumpily, sitting cross-legged at the base of the oak bed.
His eyes roamed Junsu’s bare torso appreciatively, lingering on his happy trail, before asking, “Are you going to take a bath?” Long fingers trailed the corners of the flimsy towel playfully.
Junsu reached up and affectionately brushed Yoochun’s cherubic cheeks with the back of his hand, before dusting off the specks of snow scattered all over his lover’s hair. He tapped Yoochun’s nose, partially red from the biting cold outside and leaned in to plant a soft kiss on the lips he missed dearly.
The student giggled into the kiss, taking the other’s full bottom flesh between his parted lips and sucking hardly on it, until Junsu’s tongue teasingly traced his mouth and he moaned, taking the kiss up a notch higher by frenching his boyfriend into oblivion. He pulled back breathlessly and leaned his forehead against Junsu’s. Cool fingers reached up to brush aside the bangs covering the teenager’s eyes.
Yoochun’s gaze travelled down to Junsu’s swollen lips back to his beautiful gleaming orbs, marvelling at the love and adoration he found there. From the corner of eyes, he caught sight of creamy yellow settled innocently on the side table.
“Hey, is this ice cream?” Yoochun asked curiously and he pulled away, sniffing into the plastic container before scooping to take a bite of it. Junsu froze.
“Mmm, is this a new flavour? It tastes tangy and bitter at the same time. Not bad, Su. Your taste has improved.” Yoochun licked the spoon joyously before dipping the spoon in for a second round of taste. “Oh cool, it even has pulpy bits in it.”
Junsu could only stare wordlessly as he watched Yoochun swallow the second bite.
The dark-haired teen looked up, grinning excitedly, “What’s it called, hmm?”
Junsu mentally slapped himself from imagining Yoochun wrapping his sweet lips around his throbbing cock and swallowing his load whole. Oh god, no no no Yoochun why did you eat that?
“I-It’s uh-“ Junsu stuttered, wrecking his brain for a suitable name, “-called peen-iscuous explosion. Yea. Kinda like the stars explosion thing you studied. But I have no idea what it means, so don’t ask.” Junsu wanted to kick himself. Peniscuous explosion? More like penis explosion, Junsu thought darkly. But hey, if Yoochun enjoyed the taste that much-
The feel of a familiar pair of warm kissable lips crashing onto Junsu caught him by surprise, and he heard Yoochun instinctively moan as Junsu slipped his tongue into the latter’s mouth for a better taste. His lover bucked his hips against his thigh and roughly pushed him back onto the bed, before eagerly claiming Junsu’s lips again.
The overwhelming need to touch Yoochun was unbearable, and Junsu’s hands found its way under Yoochun’s clothes, caressing the bare skin of his smooth back. He felt his young lover tugging his towel impatiently and he reluctantly broke the steamy kiss, fingers coming down to clutch Yoochun’s in place.
“Baby?” Junsu asked, eyes searching.
“I just- I can’t. I come into the room only to find you half naked, covered by only a flimsy towel, and then I ate an ice cream which suspiciously sounds like penis explosion and god, Junsu. You’re so sexy.” Yoochun leaned down, hands wandering all over Junsu’s firm torso as he tugged his lover’s bottom lip between his teeth, biting into the soft flesh gently.
Junsu growled lowly, aroused by his lover’s act of boldness and cupped his ass from behind.
The brunette closed his eyes, and let out a breathy moan into Junsu’s mouth, digits coming up to steady himself as he held onto Junsu’s shoulder tightly. They pulled apart moments later, with Yoochun coming down to rest his head into the crook of Junsu’s neck. Warm pants tickled the sensitive skin of Junsu’s neck before he felt a soft pair of lips hover above his ear, hot deep breaths barely touching; teasing him. And then he heard a husky, sultry voice breathe out.
“Baby, let’s test the Big Bang theory next.”
FIN.
A/N: My smex brain juice fizzled out at the end ;A;o
Junsu/Yoochun
NC-17.
Romance. Fluff. And did I mention shameless jerking off?
2182 words.
Summary: And here Junsu was, pining for a high school student.
Prompt by suju_shinki. The term ‘penis explosion’ needs to be used; high school; ice cream in winter.
Comments and concrits? :DDD
this was supposed to be suju_shinki's personal pron but she wanted me to post it up ._.
sugar explosion
He stared.
A poorly hidden peek from behind his half-finished ice cream, and he stared. Again.
The boy was greeting the customers as usual, the cute little hat he wore atop his head sliding down a little each time he bowed with a generous smile- good morning, how may I take your order please?- gracing his lips each and every time. God, what Junsu would do just to have that smile directed at him. He’d probably cradle it, keep it in a bottle, only to take it out every night and have a peek before he sleeps.
Junsu sighed, running fingers through his smooth auburn hair. He just couldn’t get that boy out of his mind. Day in, day out, he’d be thinking about that wide smile; a bright gleam reaching his chocolate orbs and the happy crinkles appearing around the edges of his shapely eyes. The way those expressive orbs dance in mild amusement when customers gave the wrong amount, and how it drooped when he hadn’t rested well enough, exhaustion toning the rich brownness into a dull shade of coffee black.
Junsu especially loved how puffy his cheeks looked in winter, and the childish innocence he conveyed when he bundled himself up under layers and layers of oversized sweaters and a long, black scarf which partially covered the pale skins of his face.
And here Junsu was, pining for a high school student. Junsu led a sad and strange college life.
“Yoochun, break time!” A tall, muscular man called out. Junsu squinted his eyes at muscular man’s nametag- Service with a smile! My name is Yunho, how may I help you?- and nodded knowingly as he bit into the crunchy cone of his minty green tea ice cream. Must be Yoochun’s boss then.
“Alright Yunho, be back in 20 minutes!” The brunette took off the apron and headed to the back, probably to place his chequered apron in the staff locker. Junsu picked up his pen and resumed working on his assignment, taking small licks of his ice cream every few seconds. The chillness of the frozen treat was a huge contrast to the toasty warm atmosphere of the homely cafe.
“Alright, what have I missed?” The dark-haired teen slid into the seat across Junsu, straightening the wrinkles on his shirt as he sat down.
“Between eating my ice cream and leering at you? Nothing much.” Junsu responded, setting his pen down to grin boyishly at his boyfriend. “I missed you.” Deft, cold fingers reached across the wooden table to grasp the brunette’s warm digits.
Plump lips lifted at the corners and the brunette attempted to hide his smile behind his hand- the image of their entwined fingers looked perfect from his view- before looking up into his boyfriend’s warm eyes. “Ever the romantic one, aren’t you?” He leaned in, closing the distance between them. Junsu’s lips had already puckered automatically in response, anticipating the warm feel of the brunette’s softness against his, only to find empty air and the gentle, vanilla scent of his lover’s shampoo.
Yoochun had turned his head at the last moment to steal a bite from his ice cream.
“Blergh, green tea. Why do you have such weird taste in ice cream?” Yoochun grumbled, face scrunched up in distaste. Junsu laughed heartily at his boyfriend, gripping the other’s fingers tighter and caressing the insides of his palm affectionately.
“It’s healthy, babe. Besides, serves you right for wanting to taste the ice cream instead of me.” Mirth laced his tone as he watched a light scowl form on Yoochun’s face. Putting aside his desire to coo at the adorably, frowning Yoochun- oh, Yoochun would kill him if he did that; those arms may be thin but they pack a punch- Junsu’s face turned serious and he leaned forward, breath ghosting Yoochun’s cherry lips, moving closer, closer-
“Gotcha.”
Yoochun opened his eyes, a pout already making its way to his full lips. Junsu was such a tease. The auburn’s pearly whites were grinning innocently at him; apt fingers expertly twirling his hat tauntingly.
“What? You forgot to take off your hat.”
Yoochun wanted to stuff the ice cream down the other’s throat to wipe off that cheeky grin. “Just hurry up and kiss me already,” Yoochun grumbled, looking up from under his long lashes with clear, liquid eyes. He knew Junsu was a sucker for this look.
Junsu chuckled deeply, placing the hat beside his research papers and finished up the last of his melting green tea treat. Strong arms reached out to pull Yoochun from his seat and into his lover’s lap. Junsu gazed up, eyes looking into Yoochun’s searchingly as his head instinctively tilted to capture the soft, red flesh he’d been wanting to taste all morning. The brunette groaned sensuously, slipping his tongue into the other’s mouth; taking, tasting and sending pleasurable shivers down Junsu’s spine.
“Damn sugar, settle down. I’m diabetic.” Junsu murmured against his lover’s softness, deepening the kiss, tongue coming out to stroke and mirror his lover’s actions. Yoochun grinned into the feel of his boyfriend’s addictive lips, fingers sliding into silky auburn locks.
:: ✈ ::
“Oh Yoochun-” Junsu moaned into the empty room, pushing the dildo further up his ass. The hard plastic brushed against his pleasure spot, making the writhing man groan even louder and speed the stroking on his fully erected cock.
White spots invaded his vision, signalling that the auburn’s release was near. His ass clenched the dildo tighter, as he fumbled and held back his release, looking hurriedly for a condom to contain his cum.
No such luck. His sheets were going to be stained milky white again.
Lidded eyes travelled to the half full melting cup of ice cream the sophomore had bought earlier. Desperate, Junsu wrapped his shaking fingers around it and dipped his leaking erection in; shuddering at the sudden shivers it sent up his body. Nimble fingers reached behind and pulled out the slick sex toy, before thrusting it back in, repeatedly hitting his abused bundle of pleasure.
Junsu bent forward on trembling knees, panting harshly before incoherently moaning his lover’s name as he came hard on his bed. Loud pants filled the room, and Junsu held back a whimper as the dildo slowly slipped out his thoroughly fucked hole and onto the sheets; a thin film of lubricant coating the plastic toy.
Junsu hastily grabbed the tissues placed on his bedside table- bought exclusively for such purposes- before pulling himself out of the melted frozen treat. He looked down at the yellow stickiness coating his limp cock, the sugary goodness flowing down and slowly dripping back into the cup. He snorted. If only Yoochun was here to lick it off. God, the mental image was enough to arouse Junsu again. He closed his eyes, breath coming out in short pants. But then again, he wouldn’t want Yoochun to do such kinky, dirty things until Junsu was sure the former was absolutely ready for it.
Shaking his head clear of any further inappropriate thoughts, he gingerly wiped off the dripping ice cream from his cock and carefully placed the mango dessert on the table. Junsu’s eyebrows rose. Surprisingly, his cum blended in well with the creamy yellowness.
Junsu pulled up his towel which hung from the frames of his bed and wrapped his lower half in it. Tissues covered the stained dildo, and Junsu hastily tossed it into the drawer, before laying against the white cushiness the cottony pillows offered; he shielded his face with his arm, still not calm from his orgasmic high. Junsu exhaled loudly, willing the rapid beatings of his heart to relax.
“Junsu?”
Said person sat upright from his bed, stunned to find an adorable-looking Yoochun, lips clattering from the cold, poking his head from the bedroom door. “Can I come in?”
Junsu nodded his head wordlessly; speechless at the fact that Yoochun might have caught him moaning shamelessly while jerking off to lewd thoughts of Yoochun in various positions. Oh dear god.
The dark-haired teen set his bag onto the parquet flooring, shrugging off his long, winter coat, before unwinding the thick, cashmere scarf around his neck and hooking it onto the coat stand by the door. He padded across the room and sat comfortably at the edge of the four-poster bed.
“You weren’t at the cafe today.”
Junsu nodded cautiously at the beauty before him, “Yeah, I had some errands to run, and research to catch up on. Sorry, Yoochun.” He paused, “You have your astronomy test tomorrow, no? I didn’t want to distract you from it. How’s the studying coming along?”
“It’s fine. I finished covering the important chapters. But, urgh, this subject is just a waste of time.” Yoochun whined, pulling at the hems of his sweater in frustration. “Is it really necessary for me to know how the Earth was formed? Just because there were a couple of star explosions? It’s not like I’m going to major in cosmology or anything in the future.” Yoochun muttered grumpily, sitting cross-legged at the base of the oak bed.
His eyes roamed Junsu’s bare torso appreciatively, lingering on his happy trail, before asking, “Are you going to take a bath?” Long fingers trailed the corners of the flimsy towel playfully.
Junsu reached up and affectionately brushed Yoochun’s cherubic cheeks with the back of his hand, before dusting off the specks of snow scattered all over his lover’s hair. He tapped Yoochun’s nose, partially red from the biting cold outside and leaned in to plant a soft kiss on the lips he missed dearly.
The student giggled into the kiss, taking the other’s full bottom flesh between his parted lips and sucking hardly on it, until Junsu’s tongue teasingly traced his mouth and he moaned, taking the kiss up a notch higher by frenching his boyfriend into oblivion. He pulled back breathlessly and leaned his forehead against Junsu’s. Cool fingers reached up to brush aside the bangs covering the teenager’s eyes.
Yoochun’s gaze travelled down to Junsu’s swollen lips back to his beautiful gleaming orbs, marvelling at the love and adoration he found there. From the corner of eyes, he caught sight of creamy yellow settled innocently on the side table.
“Hey, is this ice cream?” Yoochun asked curiously and he pulled away, sniffing into the plastic container before scooping to take a bite of it. Junsu froze.
“Mmm, is this a new flavour? It tastes tangy and bitter at the same time. Not bad, Su. Your taste has improved.” Yoochun licked the spoon joyously before dipping the spoon in for a second round of taste. “Oh cool, it even has pulpy bits in it.”
Junsu could only stare wordlessly as he watched Yoochun swallow the second bite.
The dark-haired teen looked up, grinning excitedly, “What’s it called, hmm?”
Junsu mentally slapped himself from imagining Yoochun wrapping his sweet lips around his throbbing cock and swallowing his load whole. Oh god, no no no Yoochun why did you eat that?
“I-It’s uh-“ Junsu stuttered, wrecking his brain for a suitable name, “-called peen-iscuous explosion. Yea. Kinda like the stars explosion thing you studied. But I have no idea what it means, so don’t ask.” Junsu wanted to kick himself. Peniscuous explosion? More like penis explosion, Junsu thought darkly. But hey, if Yoochun enjoyed the taste that much-
The feel of a familiar pair of warm kissable lips crashing onto Junsu caught him by surprise, and he heard Yoochun instinctively moan as Junsu slipped his tongue into the latter’s mouth for a better taste. His lover bucked his hips against his thigh and roughly pushed him back onto the bed, before eagerly claiming Junsu’s lips again.
The overwhelming need to touch Yoochun was unbearable, and Junsu’s hands found its way under Yoochun’s clothes, caressing the bare skin of his smooth back. He felt his young lover tugging his towel impatiently and he reluctantly broke the steamy kiss, fingers coming down to clutch Yoochun’s in place.
“Baby?” Junsu asked, eyes searching.
“I just- I can’t. I come into the room only to find you half naked, covered by only a flimsy towel, and then I ate an ice cream which suspiciously sounds like penis explosion and god, Junsu. You’re so sexy.” Yoochun leaned down, hands wandering all over Junsu’s firm torso as he tugged his lover’s bottom lip between his teeth, biting into the soft flesh gently.
Junsu growled lowly, aroused by his lover’s act of boldness and cupped his ass from behind.
The brunette closed his eyes, and let out a breathy moan into Junsu’s mouth, digits coming up to steady himself as he held onto Junsu’s shoulder tightly. They pulled apart moments later, with Yoochun coming down to rest his head into the crook of Junsu’s neck. Warm pants tickled the sensitive skin of Junsu’s neck before he felt a soft pair of lips hover above his ear, hot deep breaths barely touching; teasing him. And then he heard a husky, sultry voice breathe out.
“Baby, let’s test the Big Bang theory next.”
FIN.
A/N: My smex brain juice fizzled out at the end ;A;o