Sonsaengnim Eyelashes 6
Title:SonSaengNim Eyelashes
Author: Suju_shinki
Length: 6/?
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: crackish, fluffiss angstish.
Rating: NC-17
Six
Junsu found himself slammed up against Yoochun's front door the second he entered the apartment.
“Give me one good reason why I shouldn't pull that thing out of your mouth right now,” Yoochun hissed and pressed a hand up against Junsu's chest.
“Because we haven't tried kissing with it yet,”Junsu grinned and Yoochun wanted to smack his face. And then cum all over it.
“You're little prick you know that? I thought I said we were going to talk about it? You don't even mention it for a week and all of a sudden there's a metal rod sticking out of your tongue?”
Junsu rolled his eyes. “I guess you don't want to try it out?” he asked and slowly licked his lips, the piercing catching light. Yoochun stared at it and leaned in unconsciously. Junsu met him half way, pressing their lips together in an open mouthed kiss. The metal nub on Junsu's tongue darted over the roof of Yoochun's mouth, pulling little moans out of his throat. Yoochun pressed their bodies together, prodding his legs in between Junsu's and rolling his hips. Junsu moaned, shamelessly loud and broke the kiss. He panted for a second before his tongue darted out again to break the single string of saliva that connected their lips. “Are you happy I got it or not?” he asked, looking satisfied and unbuttoning Yoochun's jeans without even looking down.
“I don't know if I'm convinced,” Yoochun said tracing his fingers over Junsu's upper arm, before wrapping his hand around it. “What was that other thing you wanted to try again?”
Junsu bit his lip and tugged down the zipper of Yoochun's pants. “You mean this?”
“Such a horny child,” Yoochun said softly and Junsu scoffed before sliding down against the door and onto his knees.
“Was that or was that not the best blow job of your entire life?”
“It was.”
“And that means a lot seeing that you're like a hundred years old.”
“Very true.”
“I think you should get one too.”
“Maybe next time.”
“Hey..”
“Hm?”
“You're not listening are you?”
“Sure I am. You asked me...a question. And I answered it.”
“So you'll get one?”
“For you? Sure.”
“And you're okay with me getting another one? In my nipple?”
“What?”
“I knew it. What's so important that you're not listening to me gloating about my sexual achievements?” Junsu asked. He sat up straight in Yoochun's bed and looked over his shoulders onto the papers in Yoochun's hand.
“I need to get this done by tonight or else there won't be any sexual achievements made for a long time because Changmin is going to cut off my balls and feed them to his evil little dog.”
“...You really need to stop calling Shim Sonsaengnim 'Changmin'. It creeps me out. What is that anyway?”
“A test.”
Junsu's eyes widened and he tried to snatch it out of Yoochun's hand. Yoochun smacked his hands away and rolled his eyes. “Not for your class. I wasn't counting on you coming over or else I would have done this earlier.”
“Well it doesn't happen that often we get to have sex on a weekday,” Junsu shrugged. “And you shouldn't wait until the last minute with important things, remember? Isn't that what you tell me-”
“Go and type this out for me while I get us something to eat, okay?” Yoochun pushed the papers into Junsu's hand and got out of bed. “What do you want?”
Junsu groaned in annoyance. “I don't want to type this out!”
“You don't have to. I mean, you always have a choice. Right now, you can either type it out and eat with me or you can choose not to type it out and watch me eat.”
“You're a crappy boyfriend, you know that?”
“So I've heard. You know where my laptop is.”
Junsu grumbled some more curses and waited for Yoochun to put on his sweats and leave the bedroom before he got up himself and put on his boxers. He went in to the living room where Yoochun had a small work area with a desk, his laptop and a giant book case. Junsu sat down and turned on the laptop. Yoochun had learned not to save tests for Junsu's year on his computer anymore and Junsu had learned not to look for them anymore.
Junsu stared at the wallpaper on Yoochun's laptop and scoffed. “The guy hasn't been back for a whole day and you already have him as your background?” he asked loudly so that Yoochun could hear him in the kitchen.
“There are three people on that picture,” Yoochun called back and Junsu shook his head.
“I bet you wanted to put him up alone but you felt guilty so you chose a picture with Shim Sonsaengnim on it too. And why have I never seen this picture anyway? If I knew you had pictures I would have-”
“I don't hear you typing!” Yoochun cut him off and Junsu scowled at the screen. He looked up a picture of his favourite soccer player and changed the background.
He started typing out the questions Yoochun had scribbled down on the papers when Yoochun came out of the kitchen and put down a glass of soda on the desk.
“I smell coffee so why are you giving me soda?”
“Because you have school in the morning.”
“So do you and you're drinking it!”
“But I'm ten years older than you so you have to do what I say, so in your face,” he smiled and ruffled Junsu's already messed up hair. “Food's ready so finish that up.”
“What did you make?”
“What do you think? It took me 3-why the hell is Thierry Henry my wallpaper?”
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