The First of All Kisses, pt 2
... PART 1
...He watched as JaeJoong descended the stairs, dark blue sweater pristine against porcelain skin, the beginning of fastened buttons forming a V against his chest. YooSu immediately broke away to join Changmin, and Yunho watched as JaeJoong moved to the bar for a drink, dirty martini, if past experience was anything to go by.
He watched as JaeJoong sipped his drink, working the room like the pro that he was, laughing when called for and smiling like he owned the place. And with each and every one of JaeJoong’s smiles and each and every one of his laughs, Yunho’s lips twitched with his own mirth, caught up as he was in JaeJoong’s amusement, even from his place on the other side of the room. Yunho took the liberty of raking his gaze up and down JaeJoong’s toned form. The sweater hugged each dip and curve of his torso perfectly; his big dark eyes smouldering with a heat that Yunho thought (with surprise) should only be directed at him.
Yunho watched him through three dirty martinis and two beers. His own scotch on the rocks was long gone, along with three (four? five?) glasses of wine swiped from the waiter circling the room. Yunho’s head was pleasantly buzzed in all ways possible as he finally pushed himself away from the mantle he was - now - sprawled against, keeping one eye on JaeJoong and another eye on the clock. Thirty minutes til midnight.
Yunho weaved through the crowd, keeping an eye on JaeJoong’s dark hair as the man kept moving ahead of him. He didn’t notice the crowd begin to thin out until JaeJoong stopped beneath a secluded archway. It led into a small, darkened alcove, its only light coming from the moon outside an arched window. As Yunho paused a few feet away, he noticed the mistletoe hanging from the centre of the archway and watched as JaeJoong leaned his back against one side of the arch, shadow and light playing over his profile, eyes half-lidded with his own tipsy-ness. Yunho sucked in a quick breath and held it as JaeJoong raised a thumb to his mouth and swiped lazily at his plump bottom lip. His chest rose and fell with smooth, easy breaths and Yunho found himself releasing the breath he’d been holding and matching his breaths with JaeJoong’s. Yunho watched as JaeJoong’s pink tongue slipped out to moisten his lips and then taste whatever it was that was on his thumb. Yunho’s heart accelerated and he found himself using his tongue to moisten his own dry lips. He watched as JaeJoong released his thumb and caught his moistened lip between two sets of pearly white teeth.
JaeJoong’s hand lowered, fingers trailing down his neck and lingering at the bared skin of his chest. He stroked lazily at his skin, eyelashes fanning against his cheeks as his eyes fell closed, fingers tracing invisible patterns against soft white skin. Yunho licked at his lips again. What did Jae think he was doing? Does he often do this when he’s by himself?! Where did he think this was leadi-
-And then JaeJoong looked at him.
Pinned him with that smouldering gaze, fingers never pausing in their lazy tracing. Raked his eyes up and down Yunho’s frozen form and sent his body into a tingling frenzy. Caught Yunho’s gaze with his own again, pushed himself away from the side wall, moved to the centre of the archway and murmured one single word.
”Mistletoe.”
Yunho felt air fill his lungs as he ate up the space between them with several purposeful steps. He didn’t pause to think, didn’t release the breath in his lungs until he was right up against JaeJoong. Toe-to-toe, chest to chest, hands coming up to cup JaeJoong’s alcohol-rosy cheeks and swooping down to claim Jae’s mouth with his own. JaeJoong wholeheartedly returned his kiss, parted his lips when Yunho sought entrance with his tongue, let Yunho taste what the beer and martinis left in JaeJoong’s mouth, did his own exploration into each and every crevice of Yunho’s mouth, tasting the residues of wine and his scotch on the rocks. Yunho caught his breath by stealing JaeJoong’s, parting only long enough to gasp into each other’s mouths. And then they were off again, flying high with each other, tongues duelling for dominance but content in taking turns for control.
Finally, Yunho broke away, only far enough to suck in a much-needed lung full of air.
He could feel JaeJoong’s smile against his lips, feel the smugness in the way JaeJoong stood, hands coming up to circle each of Yunho’s wrists, nose brushing against his cheek, eyelashes tangling with his own.
And that’s when Yunho realized that he’d been played. Like a fiddle to Jae’s fiddler, he’d walked right through JaeJoong’s sneaky plan and given him exactly what he wanted. What they both wanted. And Yunho shook his head with slight disbelief and mild amusement.
”You sneaky, sneaky boy.”
JaeJoong’s smile broke out into the most beautiful and mischievous grin he’d ever seen as the older boy purred sexily in return, “Oh, I am, indeed.”
And Yunho let JaeJoong wrap arms around his neck and swallow the laugh threatening to burst out of him with the continuation of the first of all their kisses.
--x- FIN.
Prompt: perv Yunho & innocent Jae under mistletoe.
(I don’t think I’m any good at writing “pervy” but I tried. =D LOL.)
If there's anyone left following me out there, please comment, I still love you all!
...He watched as JaeJoong descended the stairs, dark blue sweater pristine against porcelain skin, the beginning of fastened buttons forming a V against his chest. YooSu immediately broke away to join Changmin, and Yunho watched as JaeJoong moved to the bar for a drink, dirty martini, if past experience was anything to go by.
He watched as JaeJoong sipped his drink, working the room like the pro that he was, laughing when called for and smiling like he owned the place. And with each and every one of JaeJoong’s smiles and each and every one of his laughs, Yunho’s lips twitched with his own mirth, caught up as he was in JaeJoong’s amusement, even from his place on the other side of the room. Yunho took the liberty of raking his gaze up and down JaeJoong’s toned form. The sweater hugged each dip and curve of his torso perfectly; his big dark eyes smouldering with a heat that Yunho thought (with surprise) should only be directed at him.
Yunho watched him through three dirty martinis and two beers. His own scotch on the rocks was long gone, along with three (four? five?) glasses of wine swiped from the waiter circling the room. Yunho’s head was pleasantly buzzed in all ways possible as he finally pushed himself away from the mantle he was - now - sprawled against, keeping one eye on JaeJoong and another eye on the clock. Thirty minutes til midnight.
Yunho weaved through the crowd, keeping an eye on JaeJoong’s dark hair as the man kept moving ahead of him. He didn’t notice the crowd begin to thin out until JaeJoong stopped beneath a secluded archway. It led into a small, darkened alcove, its only light coming from the moon outside an arched window. As Yunho paused a few feet away, he noticed the mistletoe hanging from the centre of the archway and watched as JaeJoong leaned his back against one side of the arch, shadow and light playing over his profile, eyes half-lidded with his own tipsy-ness. Yunho sucked in a quick breath and held it as JaeJoong raised a thumb to his mouth and swiped lazily at his plump bottom lip. His chest rose and fell with smooth, easy breaths and Yunho found himself releasing the breath he’d been holding and matching his breaths with JaeJoong’s. Yunho watched as JaeJoong’s pink tongue slipped out to moisten his lips and then taste whatever it was that was on his thumb. Yunho’s heart accelerated and he found himself using his tongue to moisten his own dry lips. He watched as JaeJoong released his thumb and caught his moistened lip between two sets of pearly white teeth.
JaeJoong’s hand lowered, fingers trailing down his neck and lingering at the bared skin of his chest. He stroked lazily at his skin, eyelashes fanning against his cheeks as his eyes fell closed, fingers tracing invisible patterns against soft white skin. Yunho licked at his lips again. What did Jae think he was doing? Does he often do this when he’s by himself?! Where did he think this was leadi-
-And then JaeJoong looked at him.
Pinned him with that smouldering gaze, fingers never pausing in their lazy tracing. Raked his eyes up and down Yunho’s frozen form and sent his body into a tingling frenzy. Caught Yunho’s gaze with his own again, pushed himself away from the side wall, moved to the centre of the archway and murmured one single word.
”Mistletoe.”
Yunho felt air fill his lungs as he ate up the space between them with several purposeful steps. He didn’t pause to think, didn’t release the breath in his lungs until he was right up against JaeJoong. Toe-to-toe, chest to chest, hands coming up to cup JaeJoong’s alcohol-rosy cheeks and swooping down to claim Jae’s mouth with his own. JaeJoong wholeheartedly returned his kiss, parted his lips when Yunho sought entrance with his tongue, let Yunho taste what the beer and martinis left in JaeJoong’s mouth, did his own exploration into each and every crevice of Yunho’s mouth, tasting the residues of wine and his scotch on the rocks. Yunho caught his breath by stealing JaeJoong’s, parting only long enough to gasp into each other’s mouths. And then they were off again, flying high with each other, tongues duelling for dominance but content in taking turns for control.
Finally, Yunho broke away, only far enough to suck in a much-needed lung full of air.
He could feel JaeJoong’s smile against his lips, feel the smugness in the way JaeJoong stood, hands coming up to circle each of Yunho’s wrists, nose brushing against his cheek, eyelashes tangling with his own.
And that’s when Yunho realized that he’d been played. Like a fiddle to Jae’s fiddler, he’d walked right through JaeJoong’s sneaky plan and given him exactly what he wanted. What they both wanted. And Yunho shook his head with slight disbelief and mild amusement.
”You sneaky, sneaky boy.”
JaeJoong’s smile broke out into the most beautiful and mischievous grin he’d ever seen as the older boy purred sexily in return, “Oh, I am, indeed.”
And Yunho let JaeJoong wrap arms around his neck and swallow the laugh threatening to burst out of him with the continuation of the first of all their kisses.
--x- FIN.
Prompt: perv Yunho & innocent Jae under mistletoe.
(I don’t think I’m any good at writing “pervy” but I tried. =D LOL.)
If there's anyone left following me out there, please comment, I still love you all!