squeeze me
Title: Squeeze Me
Pairing: JaeChun
Rating: PG-13
Length: Drabble
Disclaimer: If only they were mine~
Summary: Junsu is woken up by some ruckus in the kitchen.
~short drabble to Poppy (poppy_sky) who helped me see one-sided JaeChun~
Plunny borrowed from Hae Ren (hae_ren)!
Oh my fucking God.
Kim Junsu covered his ears pitifully as he crossed his legs underneath the covers; he willed his partial erection to go away. Of all places, why the hell did Jaejoong and Yoochun have to get up in the middle of the night to do “it” in the kitchen?!
A moan leaked through the thin walls of Junsu’s bedroom.
The tenor whimpered, wrapping his pillow around his head. He hoped to high heaven the frisky escapade would end soon before he jizzed in his pajamas and humiliated himself… again.
“Jaejoong-ah…”
Another whimper.
Junsu would glare at his crotch for not listening to him, but he was too busy shutting his eyes. It was near impossible to keep himself from hearing the scandalous moans next door. Even his mp3 player couldn’t drown out the clamors. Jaejoong and Yoochun just had to be so damn loud.
♫
“Mmph… Jaejoong-ah… not too rough,” said Yoochun, weakly.
The table hit against the wall with a subtle thump.
“Why? You’ve always liked it this way,” replied Jaejoong, putting more force into it.
Gradually, the thumps became steadier and louder.
“N-no… You’re making it leak…” inhaled the younger man.
Jaejoong smirked. “The rougher it gets, the faster we’ll finish.”
gasp
“…Stop that! Junsu might wake up…”
Jaejoong scoffed. “Forget him.” sigh “…Just think about this instead.”
“Mm… fine…”
soft laughter
“Now you’re getting the rhythm.”
“…shut up… you’re… doing it… too hard.”
There was a silent pause. Only the cacophony of the wood against plaster could be heard.
Then Jaejoong’s voice bled through, amusement clear by his soft chuckle. “You’re spilling.”
Yoochun gave a breathy laugh. “So are you.”
“I don’t see you complaining.”
Harsh breathing escalated, echoing through the quiet kitchen.
Jaejoong exhaled with pleasure. “Almost there.”
Yoochun vigorously panted along, unable to respond because his current state.
bambambam
The thumps turned ridiculously noisy as the duo disregarded Junsu’s presence inside their shared apartment. They struggled for air, practically grinding the table into the wall.
In sure time, Yoochun let out a boisterous gasp. “Ahhhh~ I’m done!”
Jaejoong followed him with a grunt.
They slumped against the small kitchen table as they attempted to catch their breaths. When the soul mates ultimately came to, they smiled at each other in satisfaction, eyes half-lidded with exhaustion. The older man grinned and ran his long fingers through his partner’s hair. Yoochun squeaked, slapping away Jaejoong’s dirty hand.
“You got it in my hair,” whined Yoochun.
Jaejoong shrugged. “You were going to take a shower anyway.”
Yoochun sighed but nodded in agreement. “I’m all sticky now. Ugh.”
♫
Soft smacking sounds indicating kisses concluded the fiasco.
Finally.
Junsu loosened his iron-grip on the pillow. He looked down to discover an apparent tenting in his blankets and rolled his eyes. Whatever. He was used to it already.
1:01 AM exactly.
Too early to care.
He turned on his side, ignoring his arousal in favor of letting sleep take over.
♫
Slurp! Smack!
Jaejoong sucked the sweet liquid trailing down Yoochun’s pale forearm.
“Mmm, this is good,” remarked Jaejoong with a wink.
Yoochun giggled as he pulled away from his mischievous friend. “I can’t believe it took us an entire hour to make two glasses of orange juice!”
“Seriously!” concurred Jaejoong. “At least we completed our mission.”
There had been a lot of squeezing, and the process definitely made a mess, but finally, they finished filling up those damned cups of OJ.
Jaejoong grabbed the orange squeezers and placed it in the sink while Yoochun threw away the excess orange peels.
After the pair finished cleaning, they grabbed their glasses of orange juice and sipped them with wide beams on their sweaty faces.
“Now this is what I call 100% all natural orange juice!”
A/N: It’s been like 100,000 years since the last time I wrote a fanfiction! \(*0*)/ See why I don’t post fanfics up? XD I totally reek~ :P
Oh! btw, for Eli (dangyeonhaji) ~ the naughty pic of Su! kekeke
Pairing: JaeChun
Rating: PG-13
Length: Drabble
Disclaimer: If only they were mine~
Summary: Junsu is woken up by some ruckus in the kitchen.
~short drabble to Poppy (poppy_sky) who helped me see one-sided JaeChun~
Plunny borrowed from Hae Ren (hae_ren)!
Oh my fucking God.
Kim Junsu covered his ears pitifully as he crossed his legs underneath the covers; he willed his partial erection to go away. Of all places, why the hell did Jaejoong and Yoochun have to get up in the middle of the night to do “it” in the kitchen?!
A moan leaked through the thin walls of Junsu’s bedroom.
The tenor whimpered, wrapping his pillow around his head. He hoped to high heaven the frisky escapade would end soon before he jizzed in his pajamas and humiliated himself… again.
“Jaejoong-ah…”
Another whimper.
Junsu would glare at his crotch for not listening to him, but he was too busy shutting his eyes. It was near impossible to keep himself from hearing the scandalous moans next door. Even his mp3 player couldn’t drown out the clamors. Jaejoong and Yoochun just had to be so damn loud.
♫
“Mmph… Jaejoong-ah… not too rough,” said Yoochun, weakly.
The table hit against the wall with a subtle thump.
“Why? You’ve always liked it this way,” replied Jaejoong, putting more force into it.
Gradually, the thumps became steadier and louder.
“N-no… You’re making it leak…” inhaled the younger man.
Jaejoong smirked. “The rougher it gets, the faster we’ll finish.”
gasp
“…Stop that! Junsu might wake up…”
Jaejoong scoffed. “Forget him.” sigh “…Just think about this instead.”
“Mm… fine…”
soft laughter
“Now you’re getting the rhythm.”
“…shut up… you’re… doing it… too hard.”
There was a silent pause. Only the cacophony of the wood against plaster could be heard.
Then Jaejoong’s voice bled through, amusement clear by his soft chuckle. “You’re spilling.”
Yoochun gave a breathy laugh. “So are you.”
“I don’t see you complaining.”
Harsh breathing escalated, echoing through the quiet kitchen.
Jaejoong exhaled with pleasure. “Almost there.”
Yoochun vigorously panted along, unable to respond because his current state.
bambambam
The thumps turned ridiculously noisy as the duo disregarded Junsu’s presence inside their shared apartment. They struggled for air, practically grinding the table into the wall.
In sure time, Yoochun let out a boisterous gasp. “Ahhhh~ I’m done!”
Jaejoong followed him with a grunt.
They slumped against the small kitchen table as they attempted to catch their breaths. When the soul mates ultimately came to, they smiled at each other in satisfaction, eyes half-lidded with exhaustion. The older man grinned and ran his long fingers through his partner’s hair. Yoochun squeaked, slapping away Jaejoong’s dirty hand.
“You got it in my hair,” whined Yoochun.
Jaejoong shrugged. “You were going to take a shower anyway.”
Yoochun sighed but nodded in agreement. “I’m all sticky now. Ugh.”
♫
Soft smacking sounds indicating kisses concluded the fiasco.
Finally.
Junsu loosened his iron-grip on the pillow. He looked down to discover an apparent tenting in his blankets and rolled his eyes. Whatever. He was used to it already.
1:01 AM exactly.
Too early to care.
He turned on his side, ignoring his arousal in favor of letting sleep take over.
♫
Slurp! Smack!
Jaejoong sucked the sweet liquid trailing down Yoochun’s pale forearm.
“Mmm, this is good,” remarked Jaejoong with a wink.
Yoochun giggled as he pulled away from his mischievous friend. “I can’t believe it took us an entire hour to make two glasses of orange juice!”
“Seriously!” concurred Jaejoong. “At least we completed our mission.”
There had been a lot of squeezing, and the process definitely made a mess, but finally, they finished filling up those damned cups of OJ.
Jaejoong grabbed the orange squeezers and placed it in the sink while Yoochun threw away the excess orange peels.
After the pair finished cleaning, they grabbed their glasses of orange juice and sipped them with wide beams on their sweaty faces.
“Now this is what I call 100% all natural orange juice!”
A/N: It’s been like 100,000 years since the last time I wrote a fanfiction! \(*0*)/ See why I don’t post fanfics up? XD I totally reek~ :P
Oh! btw, for Eli (dangyeonhaji) ~ the naughty pic of Su! kekeke