I just want to fuck you - 1/3
Title: I just want to fuck you
Length: tripleshot
Author: tftcproductions
Rating: NC-17
Genre: sex, romance, slight humor
Summary: Yunho's getting married but that's not the most important thing for him. Good thing a promiscuous waiter named Jaejoong isn't bothered by things like morals and boundaries.
Yunho growled loudly as he entered the restaurant. He looked around the stuffy dark walls and felt even more constricted in his tailored suit and tightly knotted dark green tie. The girl in front of him had a waiter take them to a little table in front of a half-wall, a gaudy dark red thing with plants hanging off of it in every direction. The two settled into the hard brass chairs and when she smiled at him Yunho tried to contain his groan of annoyance.
"Do you like it?" she asked.
Yunho took a second to register the question before nodding and forcing a smile. "Cozy," he lied. The girl shuffled back in her seat, bouncing slightly, almost holding herself back from clapping her hands. They sat in happy silence before another waiter came to their table.
"Welcome," he drawled out in a surprisingly deep voice for his surprisingly beautiful face. "What can I get you for this evening?" The girl perked up even more. She stretched her arm out to tug at the waiter's fine white shirt sleeve. He smiled down at her flawlessly and pursed his lips in understanding. "Oh, of course, how rude of me. The usual then?"
She gleefully nodded and replied, "I'm so glad you still remember me, Jaejoong-ah!"
"How could I forget one of my best customers?" he laughed along but his painted on smile never wavered.
Yunho raked his fingers against the glass table top to get the other's attention. When the smile of the pretty boy faltered as he turned Yunho felt accomplished somehow. "I would like a glass of whiskey," he said holding up his hand in emphases.
"A glass of champagne," the girl overruled, looking from one man to the other, "remember, Yunho, we just got engaged! we are celebrating!" He bit back a short, not particularly wanting to remember, but nodding in agreement anyway.
The waiter left with a small bow, his smile back to being flawless. Their food came faster than expected, which was good because he wasn't exactly looking to have a stimulating conversation with his fiance. She looked around the heavily decorated restaurant in awe while he stared at the plant on the half-wall with distaste through narrowed eyes while they were waiting. When the waiter came back with their food Yunho was disappointed but not surprised to see the tiny proportions and heavy garnishments. He rolled his eyes at the two as the waiter walked away.
The table fell into silence again. Yunho tried to eat slowly to match the girl's small bites but he barely kept back. He decided to excuse himself halfway through, attempting to buy himself some time, and went to the restroom. He stalked over to the other side of the restaurant and was about to open the door when a server bumped into him. Instinctively, Yunho jumped to apologize but the server laughed at him.
"It was my fault, Yunho," the boy giggled.
Yunho paused to recall the other's name. "Jaejoong, was it?" The pretty boy nodded, his blonde hair falling over itself and glowing in the dim lights.
"I'm surprised you remembered me, seeing as how you were so disinterested in your date." Yunho opened his mouth to deny but something in the man's eyes made him see that it wasn't an opinion but a statement. "Just don't knock me over any more, okay!" Jaejoong dismissed with a slight wave.
Yunho felt his body ripple from that word choice. He stood up straighter in the bathroom doorway and leaned down the few inches he towered over the other. "If I recall, it was you who bumped into me."
A glint circled in his black iris as Jaejoong looked up. "Then I better watch my steep next time, humm?" the pretty boy's open mouth curled into a thin smirk.
Yunho chuckled , "yeah, next time." The server left with a small bow and he watched as he disappeared into the kitchen doors.
After that, his night sped up. Yunho went back to his table without using the restroom and finished his meal. When the couple left, he put a generous tip under his plate and smiled to himself as he thought about the boy's face when he finds it.
Within the week Yunho found something to bring up that would make his fiance feel the need to go out to eat. He drove her and insisted he treat her to her favorite restaurant. As they sat down in the same badly decorated table a waiter quickly approached and Yunho thanked the stars under his breath that he did.
"Welcome back," Jaejoong greeted with his painted grin.
"Thank you, Jaejoong," his fiance spoke up directing the boy's dark eyes towards her. "Yunho-yah go hired by a very important client at his work and we are put celebrating his luck!"
Jaejoong simply nodded at her, the sides of his lips spreading to show his understanding. He turned to Yunho and breathed out a single syllable of laughter. "Champagne then?" Something about his pompous smile made it seem he saw right through the explanation. But they agreed and it was brought out quickly. Like last time Yunho sipped his drink and drew out his meal. If his companion tried to speak up he made the least small talk possible, blaming on his tiredness.
He looked over the rim of his flute to watch Jaejoong serve other tables. The smirk he game him last time was playing in his head and he was watching to make sure he showed it to no one else. It was a bit of an unjustified jealously but Yunho didn't care. Even as he moved onto to his meal he kept his eyes on the blonde haired pretty boy.
It was an hour before they left and when they did Yunho stalled even further by asking for a service review card. He left the fill in questions blank but in the open note side he wrote "it was a shame you didn't knock me over tonight" and under that the number of his work cell phone. His fiance tried to look over his shoulder but he folded it in half and stuck it under his plate with his tip.
The better part of the week went by and Yunho was contemplating going back to the restaurant when he got a message on his work cell from an unknown number.
"Bump."
The man felt like laughing but kept it behind his hand. He texted back eagerly, "I thought you were going to watch your step?" The minutes dragged on as Yunho waiter for a reply in immobile silence, tapping on the side of his phone and letting the work in front of him grow cold.
"I couldn't very well help it. My customers were giving me bad reviews I had to step up the pace."
Yunho grinned to himself. "I said it was a shame, I never called you bad. Unless you want me to call you bad..." he texted back.
"For a guy with a fiance you sure know how to sweet talk a dick pretty well."
Shaking his head, Yunho pursed his lips out of a smile as he typed his reply. "I'm glad to know I'm doing a good job. Where will all this sweet talk get me?"
"Impatience is not an admirable trait. It's late. I'm already laying in bed."
"You don't want any company? I could tire you out real fast." Yunho knew it was a very brass text but he knew what he wanted, and he didn't want to stretch it out when it didn't have to be.
"Oh... I bet you could. But that will have to be for another night."
The man grunted to himself. Disappointment marred with a corny glee crawled over him. "Next time then." he responded then Jaejoong sent back a smiley face that made Yunho shake his head and laugh.
That weekend it was his fiances' idea to go out and Yunho was happy to. When Jaejoong took their orders he smiled so openly and knowingly that the other man feared his fiance would pick up on them in an instant but she blew it over with a flick of her bone thin hand. She pulled the waiter away with explaining her reason for the visit and he was all to happy to humor her lively gossip.
While eating Yunho excused himself to the restroom and stalled as casually as he could at the door. Thankfully Jaejoong did not disappoint. He poked a gaudy gold tray into the man's ribs and giggled at the reaction.
"You really are quite persistent in making me loose my footing," the blonde laughed.
"I'm sorry," Yunho held out his arms and grinned, "but can you blame me?"
Jaejoong leaned against the door and licked his lips in thought. "Why is that? Because I am leading you on? Or because you find me handsome?"
With a grunt Yunho cursed under his breath. He looked the waiter up and down then clicked his tongue in compliance. "How can you make me choose?" They laughed together, breathy and light.
Jaejoong looked down at the tray pressed into his stomach and clutched it tighter. "Hey, babe," he called out as he looked up from under his thick black eyelashes. "Finish your meal and I'll call you later." The other looked back in surprise, wondering where the babe came from, but before he could answer the boy sauntered off to another table.
The prospects of Jaejoong calling was hindering Yunho all day long. He faked having to go into work late and sit at his desk and wait. He sat there until midnight still in his black suit buttoned to his neck until his phone finally rang. He picked up on the first note of his ring tone with a quick hello.
"Wow," Jaejoong laughed on the other end, "someone is eager."
"I was just sitting here thinking about the thing I like the most about you," Yunho tried to joke, but that was what was running through his mind.
"Have you decided on something?" the pretty boy played along.
"No, you interrupted me before I could pick," Yunho raised his eyebrow and thought about how untrue that was,
"Do you want me to hang up and call back later?"
"No!" Yunho almost shouted but laughed at himself, "I have to be home before too long," he tried to save.
"Oh yes, wouldn't want to worry her," the waiter said in amusement but he could not hide his slight irritation. "How long can you stay outside and play, kid?"
Yunho snickered at that. "Well, I really should have gone home but you took your sweet ass time."
"I'm so sorry, I just feel so...," Jaejoong let out a long breath, "bad."
He licked his lips and leaned forward in his chair. "Hum, I bet you do." Yunho felt the front of his pants tighten and he shuffled a little in his office chair. "But babe," he paused for a second to try and test the others reaction, "do you mind if I call you babe?"
"You can call me whatever you want, daddy," Jaejoong breathed back and the glistening drips of honey like seduction from his voice had Yunho shifting his chair again.
He spread his legs and pulled himself forward with his elbows, he used his free hand and pull at the knot of his tie. "Well, babe, I can't be on here all night."
"Aw," Jaejoong coed back, "but there is nothing I want to do more than be with you all night long." He expected the other to bite back with some silly comment but instead he groaned and laughed lowly under his breath. "I'm listening, Yunho," he snapped into the phone and the way his said the man's name with such sharp coldness made the business man's toes curl.
"Gods," he hissed.
"I thought we decided on babe," Jaejoong played.
Yunho chuckled. He closed his eyes and whispered into the receiver, "babe, I'm free this Saturday."
"All 24 hours? because I'm going to have to have all of them," the waiter demanded.
"You'll have me all day, don't worry," there was a small hint of boastfulness in his voice, but not that he was really attempting to hide it. Picking up his dark red tie he flicked it out of his unbuttoned jacket in a sad attempt at making his suit more comfortable.
Jaejoong smirked, "then come over to my house Saturday and you can talk to me all night."
"What's your address?"
"Oh, I can't give it to you right now!" the other giggled.
"What?" Yunho's face twitched, "why not?"
He laughed at the man's immediate distress. "Because it kills the fun of not knowing." He licked his lips and switched the phone over to his other ear. "I'll call you Friday night. Midnight"
Yunho growled at the man, lowly and unabashedly, wanting Jaejoong to know how wildly frustrated he was at him. But all his voice did was make the man on the other end of the phone giggle at him again. "Saturday then, babe."
"Goodnight, daddy."
The time for Friday night to come was just as long as he feared it would take. Yunho hated waited around but that seemed to be the one thing Jaejoong kept making him do. When it did roll around Yunho was waiting for the call in his office. It was late like the other's had been but it seemed to be exactly what Jaejoong knew Yunho deserved for showing up half an hour earlier than midnight.
"Yunho," the husky voice blew out of his cell phone receiver.
"Hey babe," Yunho said through a smile. "About time, I was thinking you had stood me up for a minute."
"Who me?" Jaejoong laughed and it sounded like a song Yunho had been deprived of. "I would never! How could you even doubt me!"
"Who knows what's going through that pretty head of yours," the business man teased.
"But that's the way you like them, huh? Confusing with a hint of troublesome behavior." Jaejoong drew out a shallow breath, "right daddy?"
He shivered a tad and closed his eyes slowly, savoring the other's voice. "Oh yeah, just my style."
The boy hummed lightly into the phone, "Humm, you have no style."
Yunho faked a hurt groan and clutched his chest. "What is that supposed to mean!" he demanded but all Jaejoong did was laugh at him again. When it got quiet they both sighed and Yunho chewed on his lip debating if he should jump the gun or if asking to see him would even be considered jumping the gun. Good for him, Jaejoong broke the silence with his airy voice.
"So, daddy, are we going to just chat all night?" he said in a lowly whisper, almost in a begging tone.
In an attempt to stifle a moan Yunho rolled his lower lip in his teeth. "I hope not," he hissed.
"Then tell me, your place or mine?"
"I'm not at home right now, and though screwing you on my desk does sound good I don't think I know you quite that well yet."
Jaejoong took a sharp intake of breath and Yunho's pride bloated, "What are you a cubicle monkey?"
Out of habit Yunho shook his head. "I'm the company co-director. I got a half floor to myself, mini-fridge, bar, leather couch, wall of windows with a breathtaking view," he drummed his nails over his desk top, "and a big dark oak desk, nice and sturdy." The collar on Yunho's button up shirt seemed to cut into his neck deeper than it usually does.
The blonde audibly moaned through his best attempts at tightly gritted teeth. "When we get to know each other better I'm going to have to have you introduce me to your desk."
"I'd be happy to, babe," he could already feel the blood flowing in to the bulge in his pants, "but first you have to tell me where you are at so I can bump into you." Jaejoong snickered at his bad joke then rattled off his address anxiously. They whispered short goodbyes and then Jaejoong hung up with a throaty 'hurry'. Yunho all but dashed out of the building.
A/N: someone take all the blank paper away from me so I cannot write anything until I finish my shit first. I'm so sorry you guys I love you.
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