coffee mugs and undisclosed desires
Coffee Mugs and Undisclosed Desires
Junsu/Yoochun
NC-17
Mindless PWP. Food smex. Motorbike.
4170 words.
Summary: A little hot and a little hard is all you need.
Note: Written specially for pervy coffeemate Ren for her birthday today♥ (27/04/2010). I must love you too much to be writing this kind of stuff DDD’8
Comments and concrits? :DDD
coffee mugs and undisclosed desires
“Junsu?” A muffled voice called out from the living room.
“...”
“Junsu!”
“Hmm?” Junsu replied absentmindedly, sighing in bliss as he sipped his freshly brewed Mocha Java blend; the deeply aromatic scent and distinct smooth flavour pleasing his palate tremendously as it burned down his throat. Ah, that really hit the spot. Junsu paused to take a second sip of the heavenly frothy goodness before resuming his furious typing into the laptop. He stopped after a moment. That’s strange. Yoochun didn’t answer back, Junsu thought, lines creasing his brow whilst he reached for his coffee cup again.
He almost sputtered the steaming hot blend onto his laptop when he lifted a swift glance to the door. And quick double take he took, rewarding him with the lascivious sight once again. He could feel the sudden rush of blood pooling warmly in his nether regions, coaxing the animalistic desire in him to life.
There his lover was, effortlessly looking sexy leaning against the mahogany bedroom doorframe, eyes heavily lidded, luscious sanguine lips parted, coupled with a teasing pink tongue peeking out from the corners of his generous full lips. The brunette was all decked out in raven black today; a form-hugging vintage buttoned-up turtleneck and a matching skin-tight leather pants, both emphasising the contours of his lean, scrumptiously fit figure.
Mouth agape, Junsu moist his suddenly dry lips with a quick sweep of his tongue and let out a grunt of approval.
The only colour which stood out from the stark darkness was a piece of hardening red flesh, slowly being fisted in his lover’s hand. Yoochun moaned seductively, sticking the soft flesh of his tongue out teasingly before lazily tracing his forefinger along the underside of his hardening thick cock, coming to a rest on the blunt head. The lone digit softly pressed in, causing the brunette to buckle his knees and moan his entranced lover’s name aloud.
Their eyes locked and Yoochun shuddered hotly from the sharp, intense gaze his lover sent his way.
“God, that’s so hot Junsu.” Yoochun breathily sighed out, “Busy men in suits are so fucking hot. And you’re wearing glasses. Sexy.”
Junsu looked down and smirked. That’s right; he’d been too caught up with work that he’d forgotten to change into something casual once he’d reached home. And now that his baby’s home too-
Junsu quickly stood up and slid his laptop under the bed, hastily placing his piping hot Java blend onto the side desk. Work can be done later. He had more important matters to attend to.
Junsu greedily drank in the lewd sight of his captivating lover, before closing in on the gap and crashing his lips into a teeth-clattering kiss full of tongues and burning passion. Yoochun shamelessly rubbed against the lawyer’s clothed erection and groaned in frustration when the latter held onto his hips tightly, preventing any further movements.
“Why’d you reach home late, hmm?” Junsu hummed, lightly sucking on the younger’s lower plump lip before trailing teasing nips and kisses up and down the smooth jaw line. Yoochun made a noise at the back of his throat and with shaky fingers reached up to toss the elder’s offending glasses to the back of the room. Hey, they were blocking his view of the gorgeous man’s face.
“The dean wanted to meet me,” Yoochun breathed, hands snaking into the softness of his lover’s auburn hair. “He said my piano composition won the competition. Thought I’d catch you at work to celebrate, but you’d already left-”
Yoochun’s breath hitched and he buckled forward, when one of Junsu’s hands left his hips to cup his bottom in appreciation. He let out a blissful wanton moan into Junsu’s ear as his leaking cock brushed deliciously against the rough material of the elder’s confinements. Junsu chuckled. “W-Wanted to y-you know-” Yoochun’s grip on his lover’s soft locks tightened, “Spend some private time in the office with you since we keep missing each other.”
“And by private time, do you mean,” Junsu whispered hotly against Yoochun’s ears, sending bouts of electric shivers down the latter’s spine, “This?” He plunged his hot tongue into the sensitive shell of the student’s ear, taking the opportunity to roughly latch both hands onto his lover’s sexy ass while rubbing harshly against the other’s naked erection; his tongue mimicked the actions he was about to do to his lover later on.
“Merde1,” Yoochun half panted and moaned out, the stimulations doing nothing but to encourage him to continue the shameless grindings of his rock hard erection against the other’s clothed one. He craved for the burning friction of Junsu’s naked cock against his. The younger grabbed Junsu by the belt, intent on reversing their positions, and roughly pushed Junsu to the doorframe. His hands clumsily fumbled with the belt and in his frustration he lightly bit on the sensitive patch of skin just above the collarbone until it turned crimson red. Damn lawyers and their stupid belts.
Just as the student was about to give up and forcibly unzip his older lover’s pants to free his cock-
“Uh uh.” Junsu chuckled, mischief dancing in his lust-filled chocolate orbs. He gently pushed away the brunette’s frantic digits. Hot breaths ghosted Yoochun’s slightly bruised lips as Junsu hovered close. “I’ll pleasure you tonight, my present to you for your win. I’ll make sure you feel the deepest-” He paused, eyes locking with the other as his voice dropped a few notes lower, “Of my joy.” With a seductive tug of his lips, he swiftly reached down and roughly grabbed a hold of the student’s angry red cock, warm wet tongue coming out to lick the throbbing vein along the silky underside before curving in to taste the pre-cum lathered slit on the blunt head. The lawyer smirked when he heard a strangled cry from the man above him.
Legs trembling and breaths heavy, Yoochun desperately clutched onto the soft lapels of Junsu’s suit as the elder suddenly took the throbbing thick length into his mouth, tasting every inch of his lover’s hard cock as he grazed its sides with his teeth in an agonizingly slow pace. Inch by delicious inch his teeth lightly scraped the hot throbbing flesh before Yoochun’s hips buckled forward from the pleasurable burn, forcing Junsu to quicken his pace.
“Faster. Faster. Junsu-” His lover chanted in a trancelike manner as his grip on Junsu’s shoulders tightened. He forcibly pushed forward, wanting to feel more of that gorgeous warm mouth all around him, coaxing him to release. Palms shot out to steady Yoochun’s frantic thrusts, as Junsu continued to bob his head up, saliva lathering the entire stiff flesh. This time, he took his lover’s cock all the way in, to the back of his throat. He sped up when he felt the first tremors indicating Yoochun’s release, sneakily sliding smooth palms across skin-tight leather to grope a feel of the brunette’s cute ass, as the other cried out his sweet release into the hot caverns of Junsu’s mouth.
The lawyer greedily swallowed the load, careful to not miss a single drop. He continued caressing the student’s delectable bottom lovingly, still bobbing his head albeit slow to milk his panting lover dry. Junsu released the softness with a tiny pop, tongue coming out to break the trail of saliva connecting his lips to Yoochun’s cock. The younger groaned at the suggestive sight and literally pounced him onto the hard surface of the floor, crashing his needy lone lips onto the other’s in a battle of wet tongues and dominance.
Secretly, Junsu rather enjoyed Yoochun’s rare display of dominance and hunger, the inner demon in him clapping its hands in glee when Yoochun pressed and roamed long caressing digits all over his aching body. God, Yoochun was so hot. Steady fingers crept into the middle of the two tangled bodies to unbutton the tight leather pants before sliding in across milky skin to dive at the above man’s luscious assets.
“Naughty. Someone went commando today, hmm?” Junsu whispered huskily into Yoochun’s ear, licking and tracing his lover’s various piercings. Yoochun moaned and shivered under his touch. It’s been so long since they did this. Far too long.
His roaming hands stopped at Junsu’s waist as he fully pressed himself into the elder’s body, the hard muscular contours he felt turning him on tremendously.
“Putaine2,” Junsu growled, tightening his grasp on Yoochun’s behind, “You’re so sexy when you’re all hot and bothered.”
He flipped them over, coaxing a surprised yelp from Yoochun, when he carried him bridal style across the room and unceremoniously tossed him onto the huge cushy bed. He stripped himself of his stuffy black suit in record seconds.
Junsu gave a once over at the writhing mess on the bed; Yoochun panting softly, his eyes glazed with want, hair sexily mussed up, tight pants pushed halfway down his velvety thighs drawing attention to his delectable crotch. Junsu could feel himself growing, lewd thoughts of the brunette running through his mind. He wouldn’t last much longer but damn, he wanted to please his lover as much as possible.
He cornered the panting man with a predatory look in his eyes, climbing onto the bed and instantly ripping apart the buttons of the buttoned-up turtleneck, throwing said offending item aside to latch soft velvety flesh onto the man’s nipples, sucking and nipping it to pebble hardness. His other hand palmed his lover’s delicate balls.
The student arched his body into Junsu, digging his nails into the hard back of the man’s body before running long strips of saliva along the ridges of Junsu’s taut shoulders. He scraped his nails down to the lower back of the elder, coming to a pause before gingerly stroking the perky assets under his hand. He laughed but whimpered loudly when the pleasant burn of his nails caused Junsu to lightly slap the sides of Yoochun’s ass and carelessly fling his leather pants aside.
Deciding to take things a tad faster, Yoochun wrapped his legs around the lean hips and arched upwards, the raw ring of muscles below him brushing shamelessly against the weeping blunt head of his lover’s. Both men cried out in pleasure.
“Merde1, Yoochun. Why are you so impatient today?” Junsu brought his head up and breathed against the brunette’s lips.
“Want you so badly.” Said man muttered huskily through thick slits, tongue tracing the redness of the lawyer’s full lips. The lawyer groaned and slid out his tongue to meet the student’s halfway, dancing in a melodic rhythm of their own while his hand reached out for the bottle of lube kept in the elegant oak drawers of the nightstand. They separated, gasping heavily for air.
Creamy thighs unwrapped itself from lean hips, two soft palms reaching down to lift long sultry legs, eager to anticipate the coldness of the lube against his warm hole. Junsu had to restrain himself from taking Yoochun right there and then; he’d never seen his lover shamelessly baring his all to him so boldly before. Perhaps their weeks apart incited the beast in the student to awaken? If so, the sex god must’ve answered his prayers then, Junsu thought in blitheness.
The tickling scent of vanilla filled the humid air before cold translucent liquid unhurriedly dripped onto the student’s hole, sensuously trailing a path down his ass onto the soft material of the bedding. Slightly calloused digits rubbed itself against the trail of lube, slicking the sides before slightly dipping in to wet the tips at the generous amount of lube collected on his lover’s pink hole. With cautious fingers, he pressed two fingers in at once, his eyes firmly fixated onto the brunette’s face, gauging his reaction to the intrusion; Yoochun’s eyes squeezed shut as his tiny hole clenched tightly in reaction against the foreign digits.
Junsu gulped and his erection twitched, feeling the warm tightness encase his fingers. His Yoochun’s pleasure comes first, he reminded himself and began pushing in his fingers until it reached his knuckles, scissoring and expertly rubbing against the slick insides. When the brunette’s breathing began to regulate and his long fingers curled themselves into auburn smoothness, Junsu inserted a third finger in, this time scissoring and searching for the small bundle of nerves to jolt the other’s senses into oblivion.
“Junsu!” The younger cried out, the sudden wave of pleasure shocking him. His clutch on Junsu’s hair tightened painfully as the elder repeatedly brushed expert fingers against the sensitive prostate.
Yoochun feverishly moaned. Close, the student was this close to coming for the second time that night before Junsu gripped the base of his thick cock, murmuring, “I want you on all fours. Now.”
Without any further warning, Junsu flipped Yoochun on his knees. The student growled at the sudden loss of the digits in his ass. Before he could glare at the man behind, a muscular arm encircled his slender waist, steadying him, before teeth painfully traced the slight bump of boldly tattooed words on the sensitive skin of his lower back. Yoochun fell forward, bottom sticking up, as he used the many lush pillows for support. Fuck, Junsu was teasing his weak spots more than usual.
Yoochun panted heavily from the sensitive sensations of his lower back, tiny droplets of sweat running down the sides of his flushed face. Yoochun needed friction, and he needed friction now.
“Give me your damn fingers, Junsu.” Yoochun snarled, pupils dilated with lust. His hand covered Junsu’s and he roughly yanked the right palm forward, bringing it down to his angry red erection. He forced Junsu’s fingers to curl around the hardened thick flesh. The initial lax fingers complied when the other pinched him hardly; pumping and slicking the rock hard length with the pearly white liquid beading at the blunt tip. Junsu suckled the rise of the delectable student’s ass and pumped faster. Yoochun’s breath hitched and his whole frame started to shake.
“Cum for me.” Junsu silently commanded, caressing the inked words on the base of his lover’s spine before gingerly pushing his lover’s head into the pillows. The lawyer’s grip on his lover’s thick flesh tightened and he increased his speed; Yoochun closed his eyes and shakily groaned into the soft padding, feeling the familiar tightening of his sac before a sudden hotness enveloped his cock, causing him to convulse violently and shoot hot milky seeds into the depths of the dark rich liquid while he screamed his release into the creamy white pillows.
Spent and heavily gulping large amounts of oxygen through his parted mouth, the brunette felt his softened cock being gingerly stirred in the scorching liquid before he was forced to tilt his head sideways to see a smirking Junsu suavely drinking the Mocha Java blend filled with his cum.
That bastard made him cum in his stupid coffee. And how ironic, Yoochun thought dazedly, not calmed from his orgasmic high yet, the coffee cup even has the word Pimp emblazoned in bold gold letters. Perfect. That makes Yoochun his slut.
A pout tugged on the brunette’s sanguine lips and he turned back to face his pillow, away from the erotic sight of Junsu sipping his cum. He was still feeling sensitive all over and hell, he wasn’t going to openly admit that watching Junsu slurp the tainted coffee turned him on as hell. He was too exhausted to even become hard again. Sleep was-
Before Yoochun could even comprehend the rustling of movements from behind him, he felt his thighs being spread apart and a burning thick rod prodding his innermost private region. Junsu had chosen that moment, while Yoochun was still distracted from his orgasmic high, to force apart the brunette’s weakened legs with his muscled thigh and slowly pushed his aching cock into the puckered ring of lubed muscles.
Yoochun let out a noise at the back of his throat (which strangely sounded like fuck you, Junsu!), and relished the slow burn of his lover’s cock filling him oh-so deliciously and thickly to the hilt. God, he loved Junsu’s big wang. The impatient student abruptly pushed back all the way to the hot shaft’s base, hungry for more of the delicious burn, drawing a controlled strangled cry from the sweat slicked body covering his.
Yoochun clenched around Junsu’s cock tightly when the elder wrapped strong arms around his waist, preventing him from moving further.
“Damn it, Yoochun. You’re making me lose my control.” Junsu panted, arms tightening possessively.
Yoochun mewled when he felt the throbbing of his lover’s cock heating up his very core as it grew larger inside him. “I don’t care, Su. Fuck me. Fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before.”
Yoochun pulled Junsu by the nape and kissed him hard on the lips, demanding the elder to throw caution to the wind. Rational thoughts scattered the moment his younger lover curled his tongue seductively against warm roof of his mouth. Junsu grinded into their joined hips, brushing his weeping blunt tip against the bundle of nerves located deep within the hot molten core.
“C’est si bon3,” Yoochun cried out, saliva trailing down his lips as he released Junsu’s bruised mouth.
The frantic movement of his hips met Junsu’s and the latter proceeded to lift and turn the body under to face him; he wanted to see Yoochun’s face when he came. Each roll of their hips induced immense pleasure.
The lawyer unsheathed himself completely, lathering his pre-cum onto the entrance of the now abused red hole before piercing deep into the depths of his lover’s warm cavern just as Yoochun lifted his creamy legs to encircle them around the lean waist. The position deepened their intimate contact further, hitting Yoochun’s prostate head on. The younger’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. The only thing Yoochun could feel, taste and think about was the overwhelming burn of his Junsu’s glorious cock filling his entire being.
“Plus fort4 Junsu! Plus fort4!” Yoochun begged, brazenly arching his back off the bed and pressing his body into Junsu, taking the chance to latch his silky lips onto the latter’s untouched nipples, blatantly abusing them with his sucking, biting and licking. Blunt nails dug into the sides of the brunette’s hips as Junsu’s pupils dilated and his animalistic desire overtook him; frantically aiming at a precise angle to assault the abused prostate repeatedly. Each stroke of his cock into Yoochun’s body left his lover a writhing mess. It didn’t help matters when he could feel the student encircle his silky long legs around his body even more securely. Mmm.
He heightened his erratic pace when Yoochun lolled his head to the side, breathless and moaning wantonly; his puckered hole clenching tightly around his stiff length with each thorough plunge.
White flashes dotted the lawyer’s vision, the pent-up pleasure coiled within his body ready to erupt.
“Congrats.” The coiled pleasure in Junsu clenched painfully.
“On.” His sac tightened.
“Your.” Yoochun rolled into him in that tantalising way only he could.
“Win.” Junsu’s body convulsed violently and his hot milky seeds shot long and deep into the welcoming cavern of Yoochun’s body, falling forward into the crook of the student’s neck.
Yoochun’s breath hitched watching Junsu’s orgasmic expression and he came, thick bouts of cum splattering messily all over their glued stomachs, his entire frame shaking.
Heavy exhausted limbs entangled, Junsu tilted up to lick the salty liquid dripping down the sides of his lover’s face. Heaves of misty breaths were the only echo in the room.
The elder trailed loving kisses down from the younger’s slack jaw line to the erratic beating of his pulse on his throat. He blew raspberries onto a fair patch of skin before nuzzling into the tattooed words just above Yoochun’s beating heart. Always Keep The Faith.
“Je t'aime tellement5,” He mouthed with a soft smile, tenderness filling his warm chocolate orbs as he gazed into the ones below his.
His thoroughly exhausted lover could only grin weakly back, before mouthing the exact words to him, tugging on auburn hair to reach up for a sweet kiss. Just as sleep was about to cloud Yoochun’s mind-
“Time for a bath,” The man above him smirked against his pouty lips.
Yoochun groaned, “But I’m tired.”
“But I’d promised to pleasure you all night long and express the deepest of my joy over your win, no?”
“Pftt. You just want to grope my ass in the tub and-”
“Unless-” Junsu paused, dramatic anguished voice in place, “You don’t want me anymore?”
A huff.
“Stupid lawyers and their arguments.” Yoochun mumbled, arms crossing in mock anger as he blinked and looked away in defeat. Delightful duck-like chuckles filled the air.
:: ✈ ::
“I always knew we’d have a use for this display motorbike.” Yoochun groaned out.
A snort from below. “Why’d you think I placed it in our apartment in the first place?”
A lone muscle slipped out to teasingly lick at the attractively red hole. Junsu pushed his lover’s bathrobe to his waist and plunged his tongue past the puckered entrance. Yoochun tastes so sweet.
The mental image he’d often had of Yoochun writhing and carelessly draped across the black leather seats of his favourite Harley Davidson finally came true.
He dived in and out of the tiny ringed muscle, tasting and stroking the insides until the entrance glistened with his warm saliva. Through half-lidded slits, Yoochun jerked off to the sight of his older lover licking and sucking him obscenely, spreading his pre-cum all over his hard cock. Junsu’s tongue did wonders to him.
The wet-haired brunette closed his eyes, whimpers tearing through his throat, as he milked himself to Junsu’s stimulations of his lower body. The soft palm of his hand stopped moving when he felt hotness leaving his cavern. Yoochun cracked open an eye when Junsu ceased his ministrations short. He was confused.
“What’s wrong?” Yoochun whispered, leaning down to cup his lover’s face, eyes searching. An indescribable emotion swirled amongst the lawyer’s glazed orbs as he continued staring at Yoochun with a torn expression.
“Close your eyes.” He murmured after several moments.
Doubt flickered across the student’s eyes as he fluttered them close. Was Junsu going to walk out on him?
The brunette’s eyes ripped open in utter shock as he felt his blunt tip being shoved past the tight rings of Junsu’s raw hole. He looked up in complete amazement as the elder straddled him and fully sat onto his throbbing cock.
Junsu bent forward into the younger’s chest, pain schooling his handsome features. “I’m going to ride my two favourite things at once and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”
:: ✈ ::
Buzz. Buzz.
Rushed footsteps.
Click.
“Hey Junsu, what’s up?” Their neighbour chirped cheerfully with a tiny wave.
“Oh hey Ren! Nice to see you here,” Junsu grinned convincingly, desperately trying to hide his underdressed state behind the opaque wooden frame. “So, what’s up?”
“Listen, can I have my pimp cup back?” Ren asked, crinkles of happiness showing up on the corners of her eyes, “And I need to borrow some coffee. I ran out of mine and I desperately need my fix.” She finished, a small pout tugging on her lips.
“Oh. Er, sure Ren. Just...give me a sec.” Junsu slammed the door in her face.
“Wash the damn pimp cup!” Junsu turned around and whispered furiously to a naked flush faced Yoochun who was sprawled across the kitchen counter; cock gripped tightly in his hand, impatiently waiting for Junsu to aid him in his release.
“Wha-?” Yoochun replied stupidly, before realisation dawned onto him, “You mean that cup I came into last night? Fuck Junsu, you didn’t tell me it was Ren’s cup!” Yoochun hissed.
“Oh shut up, you enjoyed it. Now move your sexy ass and get me some coffee beans while I scrub this cup.”
Ten minutes passed and the cluttering sounds in the apartment finally ceased.
“Ah hey, Ren.” Yoochun greeted breathlessly, dazzling smile in place, as he yanked open the door startling his neighbour who had her ear glued to the mahogany wood. She coughed and quickly straightened up.
Was she listening in? Yoochun wondered.
“Here’s your cup and some coffee. Sorry Junsu couldn’t come to the door, he’s uh, currently tied up at the moment.” Yoochun quickly glanced back to said defeated lover who was literally tied to the kitchen chair.
“Oh sure...” Their sweet-faced neighbour smiled, suspicion evident in her gaze. “But anyway, thanks for the coffee! I’ll see you guys later,” She turned to head back to her apartment, leaving behind a mild flowery scent in its wake.
“Uh, Ren?”
“Yes?” She turned back around, head slightly tilted, question in her eyes.
“Uh, on a second thought, never mind.” Yoochun mumbled.
“Enjoy your coffee.” The half-naked man added, eyes glued to the tainted coffee cup resting innocently in his pretty neighbour’s hands.
“Aw, that’s so sweet of you, of course I’ll enjoy it!” Said neighbour beamed happily.
-FIN-
So how was my first smex? Good, bad, rotten? DDD’8 Yes, in this fic, Junsu is older than Yoochun. Junsu: 26; Yoochun: 21.
butbut HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUU, MY COFFEEMATE 8DD be sure to have a wonderful day todayy, okayy? and eat all those cakes even though they're fattening. don't stick too much with veggies for today >8D andand my god, please tell me if you liked the fic or not. ik, should've written fluff instead :\
1Merde (pronounced mayor’d): Shit
2Putain (pronounced poo-tane): Whore
3C'est si bon: It’s so good
4Plus fort: Harder
5Je t'aime tellement: I love you so much
In case you were wondering what the coffee cup looked like, here it is:
Extra:
Everyone needs a 2U cup in their lives. Now, if only they’d make a Butt cup too :\
And, what I’d imagined Yoochun to wear (the vintage black buttoned-up turtleneck rmb?):
smexy, ain't it? makes you wanna rip the buttons off.
Started: 18th April 2010
Completed: 26th April 2010
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Coffee Mugs and Undisclosed Desires
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Junsu/Yoochun
NC-17
Mindless PWP. Food smex. Motorbike.
4170 words.
Summary: A little hot and a little hard is all you need.
Note: Written specially for pervy coffeemate Ren for her birthday today♥ (27/04/2010). I must love you too much to be writing this kind of stuff DDD’8
Comments and concrits? :DDD
coffee mugs and undisclosed desires
“Junsu?” A muffled voice called out from the living room.
“...”
“Junsu!”
“Hmm?” Junsu replied absentmindedly, sighing in bliss as he sipped his freshly brewed Mocha Java blend; the deeply aromatic scent and distinct smooth flavour pleasing his palate tremendously as it burned down his throat. Ah, that really hit the spot. Junsu paused to take a second sip of the heavenly frothy goodness before resuming his furious typing into the laptop. He stopped after a moment. That’s strange. Yoochun didn’t answer back, Junsu thought, lines creasing his brow whilst he reached for his coffee cup again.
He almost sputtered the steaming hot blend onto his laptop when he lifted a swift glance to the door. And quick double take he took, rewarding him with the lascivious sight once again. He could feel the sudden rush of blood pooling warmly in his nether regions, coaxing the animalistic desire in him to life.
There his lover was, effortlessly looking sexy leaning against the mahogany bedroom doorframe, eyes heavily lidded, luscious sanguine lips parted, coupled with a teasing pink tongue peeking out from the corners of his generous full lips. The brunette was all decked out in raven black today; a form-hugging vintage buttoned-up turtleneck and a matching skin-tight leather pants, both emphasising the contours of his lean, scrumptiously fit figure.
Mouth agape, Junsu moist his suddenly dry lips with a quick sweep of his tongue and let out a grunt of approval.
The only colour which stood out from the stark darkness was a piece of hardening red flesh, slowly being fisted in his lover’s hand. Yoochun moaned seductively, sticking the soft flesh of his tongue out teasingly before lazily tracing his forefinger along the underside of his hardening thick cock, coming to a rest on the blunt head. The lone digit softly pressed in, causing the brunette to buckle his knees and moan his entranced lover’s name aloud.
Their eyes locked and Yoochun shuddered hotly from the sharp, intense gaze his lover sent his way.
“God, that’s so hot Junsu.” Yoochun breathily sighed out, “Busy men in suits are so fucking hot. And you’re wearing glasses. Sexy.”
Junsu looked down and smirked. That’s right; he’d been too caught up with work that he’d forgotten to change into something casual once he’d reached home. And now that his baby’s home too-
Junsu quickly stood up and slid his laptop under the bed, hastily placing his piping hot Java blend onto the side desk. Work can be done later. He had more important matters to attend to.
Junsu greedily drank in the lewd sight of his captivating lover, before closing in on the gap and crashing his lips into a teeth-clattering kiss full of tongues and burning passion. Yoochun shamelessly rubbed against the lawyer’s clothed erection and groaned in frustration when the latter held onto his hips tightly, preventing any further movements.
“Why’d you reach home late, hmm?” Junsu hummed, lightly sucking on the younger’s lower plump lip before trailing teasing nips and kisses up and down the smooth jaw line. Yoochun made a noise at the back of his throat and with shaky fingers reached up to toss the elder’s offending glasses to the back of the room. Hey, they were blocking his view of the gorgeous man’s face.
“The dean wanted to meet me,” Yoochun breathed, hands snaking into the softness of his lover’s auburn hair. “He said my piano composition won the competition. Thought I’d catch you at work to celebrate, but you’d already left-”
Yoochun’s breath hitched and he buckled forward, when one of Junsu’s hands left his hips to cup his bottom in appreciation. He let out a blissful wanton moan into Junsu’s ear as his leaking cock brushed deliciously against the rough material of the elder’s confinements. Junsu chuckled. “W-Wanted to y-you know-” Yoochun’s grip on his lover’s soft locks tightened, “Spend some private time in the office with you since we keep missing each other.”
“And by private time, do you mean,” Junsu whispered hotly against Yoochun’s ears, sending bouts of electric shivers down the latter’s spine, “This?” He plunged his hot tongue into the sensitive shell of the student’s ear, taking the opportunity to roughly latch both hands onto his lover’s sexy ass while rubbing harshly against the other’s naked erection; his tongue mimicked the actions he was about to do to his lover later on.
“Merde1,” Yoochun half panted and moaned out, the stimulations doing nothing but to encourage him to continue the shameless grindings of his rock hard erection against the other’s clothed one. He craved for the burning friction of Junsu’s naked cock against his. The younger grabbed Junsu by the belt, intent on reversing their positions, and roughly pushed Junsu to the doorframe. His hands clumsily fumbled with the belt and in his frustration he lightly bit on the sensitive patch of skin just above the collarbone until it turned crimson red. Damn lawyers and their stupid belts.
Just as the student was about to give up and forcibly unzip his older lover’s pants to free his cock-
“Uh uh.” Junsu chuckled, mischief dancing in his lust-filled chocolate orbs. He gently pushed away the brunette’s frantic digits. Hot breaths ghosted Yoochun’s slightly bruised lips as Junsu hovered close. “I’ll pleasure you tonight, my present to you for your win. I’ll make sure you feel the deepest-” He paused, eyes locking with the other as his voice dropped a few notes lower, “Of my joy.” With a seductive tug of his lips, he swiftly reached down and roughly grabbed a hold of the student’s angry red cock, warm wet tongue coming out to lick the throbbing vein along the silky underside before curving in to taste the pre-cum lathered slit on the blunt head. The lawyer smirked when he heard a strangled cry from the man above him.
Legs trembling and breaths heavy, Yoochun desperately clutched onto the soft lapels of Junsu’s suit as the elder suddenly took the throbbing thick length into his mouth, tasting every inch of his lover’s hard cock as he grazed its sides with his teeth in an agonizingly slow pace. Inch by delicious inch his teeth lightly scraped the hot throbbing flesh before Yoochun’s hips buckled forward from the pleasurable burn, forcing Junsu to quicken his pace.
“Faster. Faster. Junsu-” His lover chanted in a trancelike manner as his grip on Junsu’s shoulders tightened. He forcibly pushed forward, wanting to feel more of that gorgeous warm mouth all around him, coaxing him to release. Palms shot out to steady Yoochun’s frantic thrusts, as Junsu continued to bob his head up, saliva lathering the entire stiff flesh. This time, he took his lover’s cock all the way in, to the back of his throat. He sped up when he felt the first tremors indicating Yoochun’s release, sneakily sliding smooth palms across skin-tight leather to grope a feel of the brunette’s cute ass, as the other cried out his sweet release into the hot caverns of Junsu’s mouth.
The lawyer greedily swallowed the load, careful to not miss a single drop. He continued caressing the student’s delectable bottom lovingly, still bobbing his head albeit slow to milk his panting lover dry. Junsu released the softness with a tiny pop, tongue coming out to break the trail of saliva connecting his lips to Yoochun’s cock. The younger groaned at the suggestive sight and literally pounced him onto the hard surface of the floor, crashing his needy lone lips onto the other’s in a battle of wet tongues and dominance.
Secretly, Junsu rather enjoyed Yoochun’s rare display of dominance and hunger, the inner demon in him clapping its hands in glee when Yoochun pressed and roamed long caressing digits all over his aching body. God, Yoochun was so hot. Steady fingers crept into the middle of the two tangled bodies to unbutton the tight leather pants before sliding in across milky skin to dive at the above man’s luscious assets.
“Naughty. Someone went commando today, hmm?” Junsu whispered huskily into Yoochun’s ear, licking and tracing his lover’s various piercings. Yoochun moaned and shivered under his touch. It’s been so long since they did this. Far too long.
His roaming hands stopped at Junsu’s waist as he fully pressed himself into the elder’s body, the hard muscular contours he felt turning him on tremendously.
“Putaine2,” Junsu growled, tightening his grasp on Yoochun’s behind, “You’re so sexy when you’re all hot and bothered.”
He flipped them over, coaxing a surprised yelp from Yoochun, when he carried him bridal style across the room and unceremoniously tossed him onto the huge cushy bed. He stripped himself of his stuffy black suit in record seconds.
Junsu gave a once over at the writhing mess on the bed; Yoochun panting softly, his eyes glazed with want, hair sexily mussed up, tight pants pushed halfway down his velvety thighs drawing attention to his delectable crotch. Junsu could feel himself growing, lewd thoughts of the brunette running through his mind. He wouldn’t last much longer but damn, he wanted to please his lover as much as possible.
He cornered the panting man with a predatory look in his eyes, climbing onto the bed and instantly ripping apart the buttons of the buttoned-up turtleneck, throwing said offending item aside to latch soft velvety flesh onto the man’s nipples, sucking and nipping it to pebble hardness. His other hand palmed his lover’s delicate balls.
The student arched his body into Junsu, digging his nails into the hard back of the man’s body before running long strips of saliva along the ridges of Junsu’s taut shoulders. He scraped his nails down to the lower back of the elder, coming to a pause before gingerly stroking the perky assets under his hand. He laughed but whimpered loudly when the pleasant burn of his nails caused Junsu to lightly slap the sides of Yoochun’s ass and carelessly fling his leather pants aside.
Deciding to take things a tad faster, Yoochun wrapped his legs around the lean hips and arched upwards, the raw ring of muscles below him brushing shamelessly against the weeping blunt head of his lover’s. Both men cried out in pleasure.
“Merde1, Yoochun. Why are you so impatient today?” Junsu brought his head up and breathed against the brunette’s lips.
“Want you so badly.” Said man muttered huskily through thick slits, tongue tracing the redness of the lawyer’s full lips. The lawyer groaned and slid out his tongue to meet the student’s halfway, dancing in a melodic rhythm of their own while his hand reached out for the bottle of lube kept in the elegant oak drawers of the nightstand. They separated, gasping heavily for air.
Creamy thighs unwrapped itself from lean hips, two soft palms reaching down to lift long sultry legs, eager to anticipate the coldness of the lube against his warm hole. Junsu had to restrain himself from taking Yoochun right there and then; he’d never seen his lover shamelessly baring his all to him so boldly before. Perhaps their weeks apart incited the beast in the student to awaken? If so, the sex god must’ve answered his prayers then, Junsu thought in blitheness.
The tickling scent of vanilla filled the humid air before cold translucent liquid unhurriedly dripped onto the student’s hole, sensuously trailing a path down his ass onto the soft material of the bedding. Slightly calloused digits rubbed itself against the trail of lube, slicking the sides before slightly dipping in to wet the tips at the generous amount of lube collected on his lover’s pink hole. With cautious fingers, he pressed two fingers in at once, his eyes firmly fixated onto the brunette’s face, gauging his reaction to the intrusion; Yoochun’s eyes squeezed shut as his tiny hole clenched tightly in reaction against the foreign digits.
Junsu gulped and his erection twitched, feeling the warm tightness encase his fingers. His Yoochun’s pleasure comes first, he reminded himself and began pushing in his fingers until it reached his knuckles, scissoring and expertly rubbing against the slick insides. When the brunette’s breathing began to regulate and his long fingers curled themselves into auburn smoothness, Junsu inserted a third finger in, this time scissoring and searching for the small bundle of nerves to jolt the other’s senses into oblivion.
“Junsu!” The younger cried out, the sudden wave of pleasure shocking him. His clutch on Junsu’s hair tightened painfully as the elder repeatedly brushed expert fingers against the sensitive prostate.
Yoochun feverishly moaned. Close, the student was this close to coming for the second time that night before Junsu gripped the base of his thick cock, murmuring, “I want you on all fours. Now.”
Without any further warning, Junsu flipped Yoochun on his knees. The student growled at the sudden loss of the digits in his ass. Before he could glare at the man behind, a muscular arm encircled his slender waist, steadying him, before teeth painfully traced the slight bump of boldly tattooed words on the sensitive skin of his lower back. Yoochun fell forward, bottom sticking up, as he used the many lush pillows for support. Fuck, Junsu was teasing his weak spots more than usual.
Yoochun panted heavily from the sensitive sensations of his lower back, tiny droplets of sweat running down the sides of his flushed face. Yoochun needed friction, and he needed friction now.
“Give me your damn fingers, Junsu.” Yoochun snarled, pupils dilated with lust. His hand covered Junsu’s and he roughly yanked the right palm forward, bringing it down to his angry red erection. He forced Junsu’s fingers to curl around the hardened thick flesh. The initial lax fingers complied when the other pinched him hardly; pumping and slicking the rock hard length with the pearly white liquid beading at the blunt tip. Junsu suckled the rise of the delectable student’s ass and pumped faster. Yoochun’s breath hitched and his whole frame started to shake.
“Cum for me.” Junsu silently commanded, caressing the inked words on the base of his lover’s spine before gingerly pushing his lover’s head into the pillows. The lawyer’s grip on his lover’s thick flesh tightened and he increased his speed; Yoochun closed his eyes and shakily groaned into the soft padding, feeling the familiar tightening of his sac before a sudden hotness enveloped his cock, causing him to convulse violently and shoot hot milky seeds into the depths of the dark rich liquid while he screamed his release into the creamy white pillows.
Spent and heavily gulping large amounts of oxygen through his parted mouth, the brunette felt his softened cock being gingerly stirred in the scorching liquid before he was forced to tilt his head sideways to see a smirking Junsu suavely drinking the Mocha Java blend filled with his cum.
That bastard made him cum in his stupid coffee. And how ironic, Yoochun thought dazedly, not calmed from his orgasmic high yet, the coffee cup even has the word Pimp emblazoned in bold gold letters. Perfect. That makes Yoochun his slut.
A pout tugged on the brunette’s sanguine lips and he turned back to face his pillow, away from the erotic sight of Junsu sipping his cum. He was still feeling sensitive all over and hell, he wasn’t going to openly admit that watching Junsu slurp the tainted coffee turned him on as hell. He was too exhausted to even become hard again. Sleep was-
Before Yoochun could even comprehend the rustling of movements from behind him, he felt his thighs being spread apart and a burning thick rod prodding his innermost private region. Junsu had chosen that moment, while Yoochun was still distracted from his orgasmic high, to force apart the brunette’s weakened legs with his muscled thigh and slowly pushed his aching cock into the puckered ring of lubed muscles.
Yoochun let out a noise at the back of his throat (which strangely sounded like fuck you, Junsu!), and relished the slow burn of his lover’s cock filling him oh-so deliciously and thickly to the hilt. God, he loved Junsu’s big wang. The impatient student abruptly pushed back all the way to the hot shaft’s base, hungry for more of the delicious burn, drawing a controlled strangled cry from the sweat slicked body covering his.
Yoochun clenched around Junsu’s cock tightly when the elder wrapped strong arms around his waist, preventing him from moving further.
“Damn it, Yoochun. You’re making me lose my control.” Junsu panted, arms tightening possessively.
Yoochun mewled when he felt the throbbing of his lover’s cock heating up his very core as it grew larger inside him. “I don’t care, Su. Fuck me. Fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before.”
Yoochun pulled Junsu by the nape and kissed him hard on the lips, demanding the elder to throw caution to the wind. Rational thoughts scattered the moment his younger lover curled his tongue seductively against warm roof of his mouth. Junsu grinded into their joined hips, brushing his weeping blunt tip against the bundle of nerves located deep within the hot molten core.
“C’est si bon3,” Yoochun cried out, saliva trailing down his lips as he released Junsu’s bruised mouth.
The frantic movement of his hips met Junsu’s and the latter proceeded to lift and turn the body under to face him; he wanted to see Yoochun’s face when he came. Each roll of their hips induced immense pleasure.
The lawyer unsheathed himself completely, lathering his pre-cum onto the entrance of the now abused red hole before piercing deep into the depths of his lover’s warm cavern just as Yoochun lifted his creamy legs to encircle them around the lean waist. The position deepened their intimate contact further, hitting Yoochun’s prostate head on. The younger’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. The only thing Yoochun could feel, taste and think about was the overwhelming burn of his Junsu’s glorious cock filling his entire being.
“Plus fort4 Junsu! Plus fort4!” Yoochun begged, brazenly arching his back off the bed and pressing his body into Junsu, taking the chance to latch his silky lips onto the latter’s untouched nipples, blatantly abusing them with his sucking, biting and licking. Blunt nails dug into the sides of the brunette’s hips as Junsu’s pupils dilated and his animalistic desire overtook him; frantically aiming at a precise angle to assault the abused prostate repeatedly. Each stroke of his cock into Yoochun’s body left his lover a writhing mess. It didn’t help matters when he could feel the student encircle his silky long legs around his body even more securely. Mmm.
He heightened his erratic pace when Yoochun lolled his head to the side, breathless and moaning wantonly; his puckered hole clenching tightly around his stiff length with each thorough plunge.
White flashes dotted the lawyer’s vision, the pent-up pleasure coiled within his body ready to erupt.
“Congrats.” The coiled pleasure in Junsu clenched painfully.
“On.” His sac tightened.
“Your.” Yoochun rolled into him in that tantalising way only he could.
“Win.” Junsu’s body convulsed violently and his hot milky seeds shot long and deep into the welcoming cavern of Yoochun’s body, falling forward into the crook of the student’s neck.
Yoochun’s breath hitched watching Junsu’s orgasmic expression and he came, thick bouts of cum splattering messily all over their glued stomachs, his entire frame shaking.
Heavy exhausted limbs entangled, Junsu tilted up to lick the salty liquid dripping down the sides of his lover’s face. Heaves of misty breaths were the only echo in the room.
The elder trailed loving kisses down from the younger’s slack jaw line to the erratic beating of his pulse on his throat. He blew raspberries onto a fair patch of skin before nuzzling into the tattooed words just above Yoochun’s beating heart. Always Keep The Faith.
“Je t'aime tellement5,” He mouthed with a soft smile, tenderness filling his warm chocolate orbs as he gazed into the ones below his.
His thoroughly exhausted lover could only grin weakly back, before mouthing the exact words to him, tugging on auburn hair to reach up for a sweet kiss. Just as sleep was about to cloud Yoochun’s mind-
“Time for a bath,” The man above him smirked against his pouty lips.
Yoochun groaned, “But I’m tired.”
“But I’d promised to pleasure you all night long and express the deepest of my joy over your win, no?”
“Pftt. You just want to grope my ass in the tub and-”
“Unless-” Junsu paused, dramatic anguished voice in place, “You don’t want me anymore?”
A huff.
“Stupid lawyers and their arguments.” Yoochun mumbled, arms crossing in mock anger as he blinked and looked away in defeat. Delightful duck-like chuckles filled the air.
:: ✈ ::
“I always knew we’d have a use for this display motorbike.” Yoochun groaned out.
A snort from below. “Why’d you think I placed it in our apartment in the first place?”
A lone muscle slipped out to teasingly lick at the attractively red hole. Junsu pushed his lover’s bathrobe to his waist and plunged his tongue past the puckered entrance. Yoochun tastes so sweet.
The mental image he’d often had of Yoochun writhing and carelessly draped across the black leather seats of his favourite Harley Davidson finally came true.
He dived in and out of the tiny ringed muscle, tasting and stroking the insides until the entrance glistened with his warm saliva. Through half-lidded slits, Yoochun jerked off to the sight of his older lover licking and sucking him obscenely, spreading his pre-cum all over his hard cock. Junsu’s tongue did wonders to him.
The wet-haired brunette closed his eyes, whimpers tearing through his throat, as he milked himself to Junsu’s stimulations of his lower body. The soft palm of his hand stopped moving when he felt hotness leaving his cavern. Yoochun cracked open an eye when Junsu ceased his ministrations short. He was confused.
“What’s wrong?” Yoochun whispered, leaning down to cup his lover’s face, eyes searching. An indescribable emotion swirled amongst the lawyer’s glazed orbs as he continued staring at Yoochun with a torn expression.
“Close your eyes.” He murmured after several moments.
Doubt flickered across the student’s eyes as he fluttered them close. Was Junsu going to walk out on him?
The brunette’s eyes ripped open in utter shock as he felt his blunt tip being shoved past the tight rings of Junsu’s raw hole. He looked up in complete amazement as the elder straddled him and fully sat onto his throbbing cock.
Junsu bent forward into the younger’s chest, pain schooling his handsome features. “I’m going to ride my two favourite things at once and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”
:: ✈ ::
Buzz. Buzz.
Rushed footsteps.
Click.
“Hey Junsu, what’s up?” Their neighbour chirped cheerfully with a tiny wave.
“Oh hey Ren! Nice to see you here,” Junsu grinned convincingly, desperately trying to hide his underdressed state behind the opaque wooden frame. “So, what’s up?”
“Listen, can I have my pimp cup back?” Ren asked, crinkles of happiness showing up on the corners of her eyes, “And I need to borrow some coffee. I ran out of mine and I desperately need my fix.” She finished, a small pout tugging on her lips.
“Oh. Er, sure Ren. Just...give me a sec.” Junsu slammed the door in her face.
“Wash the damn pimp cup!” Junsu turned around and whispered furiously to a naked flush faced Yoochun who was sprawled across the kitchen counter; cock gripped tightly in his hand, impatiently waiting for Junsu to aid him in his release.
“Wha-?” Yoochun replied stupidly, before realisation dawned onto him, “You mean that cup I came into last night? Fuck Junsu, you didn’t tell me it was Ren’s cup!” Yoochun hissed.
“Oh shut up, you enjoyed it. Now move your sexy ass and get me some coffee beans while I scrub this cup.”
Ten minutes passed and the cluttering sounds in the apartment finally ceased.
“Ah hey, Ren.” Yoochun greeted breathlessly, dazzling smile in place, as he yanked open the door startling his neighbour who had her ear glued to the mahogany wood. She coughed and quickly straightened up.
Was she listening in? Yoochun wondered.
“Here’s your cup and some coffee. Sorry Junsu couldn’t come to the door, he’s uh, currently tied up at the moment.” Yoochun quickly glanced back to said defeated lover who was literally tied to the kitchen chair.
“Oh sure...” Their sweet-faced neighbour smiled, suspicion evident in her gaze. “But anyway, thanks for the coffee! I’ll see you guys later,” She turned to head back to her apartment, leaving behind a mild flowery scent in its wake.
“Uh, Ren?”
“Yes?” She turned back around, head slightly tilted, question in her eyes.
“Uh, on a second thought, never mind.” Yoochun mumbled.
“Enjoy your coffee.” The half-naked man added, eyes glued to the tainted coffee cup resting innocently in his pretty neighbour’s hands.
“Aw, that’s so sweet of you, of course I’ll enjoy it!” Said neighbour beamed happily.
-FIN-
So how was my first smex? Good, bad, rotten? DDD’8 Yes, in this fic, Junsu is older than Yoochun. Junsu: 26; Yoochun: 21.
butbut HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUU, MY COFFEEMATE 8DD be sure to have a wonderful day todayy, okayy? and eat all those cakes even though they're fattening. don't stick too much with veggies for today >8D andand my god, please tell me if you liked the fic or not. ik, should've written fluff instead :\
1Merde (pronounced mayor’d): Shit
2Putain (pronounced poo-tane): Whore
3C'est si bon: It’s so good
4Plus fort: Harder
5Je t'aime tellement: I love you so much
In case you were wondering what the coffee cup looked like, here it is:
Extra:
Everyone needs a 2U cup in their lives. Now, if only they’d make a Butt cup too :\
And, what I’d imagined Yoochun to wear (the vintage black buttoned-up turtleneck rmb?):
smexy, ain't it? makes you wanna rip the buttons off.
Started: 18th April 2010
Completed: 26th April 2010
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Coffee Mugs and Undisclosed Desires
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