Fluctuation --ONESHOT
Title: Fluctuation
Chapters: 1
Genre: Comedy, Yaoi
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Yunjae
Summary: Jaejoong is all focused during the handsome lecturer’s period. Not on the module lecture, but on something else that’s... hard.
A/N: Happy birthday venisu ! This is for you <3
Jaejoong stared. Nothing seemed to go into his head. Instead, something is going south, stirring his cock. It was out of place. Totally. Yet nothing could stop his half-erection from throbbing even further. Not even the boring lecture going on at that moment. Something about electromagnetic signals whatever. Why he even bothered to attend wasn’t a million dollar question.
The answer lies in the lecturer himself. Jung Yunho, the most delectable male standing in front of like thirty people giving lecture with so much gusto and passion. Passion, he can relate. The passionate voice lingering in the room were like caresses to his heated skin. Yunho picked up a whiteboard marker and started writing some long formula which he couldn’t remember. What was that... oh! The Okumura-Hata model used to calculate path loss of a signal. Yeah. He remembered.
But he remembered Yunho’s silhouette much better. The strong bicep hid under the white button down shirt. Strong, athletic legs encased in crisp dress pants, that Jaejoong wouldn’t mind removing.
He’d dreamt of his lecturer lots of time. Just this morning, he woke up with a hard-on and semen all over his chest. Some even hit below his chin. He must have come that hard. Jaejoong twirled his ball point pen between his fingers. Hmm.
Pushing his foolscap paper away slightly, Jaejoong rested his left cheek on the palm of his left hand which was upright against the desk. Thoughts of his dreams wandered back to his daydreaming state of mind.
Giggling softly, Jaejoong got a hard nudge from his best friend who sat upright and focused. Changmin highlighted a formula from his notes before smirking at him. He lifted his uncapped highlighter and made a poking motion towards his face.
Jaejoong stuck a tongue out.
“Focus, princess.” Changmin chuckled. Jaejoong stomped on his feet.
Changmin yelped.
Yunho stopped his speech, looked over his shoulder, and asked Changmin. “Questions?”
“Sorry.” Changmin mumbled. Yunho went back to his whiteboard. When he found his marker had rolled off the table, he bent down to picked it up.
Jaejoong took a sharp intake of breath as the nice round butt was up in the air. If only it was naked, and the puckered hole wet with his tongue. He groaned. A pat around the crotch of his jeans confirmed his suspicion. He was leaking with pre-come and it’s wetting his underwear, and a small wet patch on his jeans. Thank god, he wore black skinny jeans.
He let his imagination run. No harm there. Jaejoong ran his fingers through his short dark hair, pushing it away from his face. Then he leaned back in his chair, spread his legs further apart so that his jeans weren’t constricting his throbbing hard-on. He was glad the table gave him privacy with the front and sides of the table covered. Only the opening where you could slide in your chair was open. Duh.
The owner of that sensual voice now was talking drawing something on the board. Jaejoong didn’t care what. His eyes were fixed on the way his butt flexed as he twisted around slightly to get his books. Jaejoong touched himself through his jeans. He rubbed them slowly. Stroking the growing length, found the head and pressed it firmly.
Jaejoong let out a small whimper. In his mind, Yunho would catch him, retained him after class. Everyone would filter out, leaving only him and Yunho. The latter would grab him by the collar and flung him over the teacher’s desk, pushing aside the writing material. He wouldn’t care that they were still inside the physics lab. He would ravish Jaejoong’s willing mouth. Tongue plundered into him, causing him to moan aloud. Hips bucked slightly as Yunho rubbed their erections together through their clothes. They grinded their crotch, kissed and groaned. Clothes ripped apart. Buttons flew in directions neither noticed. All they wanted was one another. Animalistic lust consumed them.
Saliva dribbled over his puckered hole as Yunho continued to tongue him, getting him ready. The air kissed his wet, puckered, flushed nipples. Jaejoong shuddered. His cock bobbed as his hips bucked.
“Ah. Yunho. Ah. Hot. Fuck.” Jaejoong threw his head back when Yunho slid his wet digits into him.
Yunho smirked and swallowed his cock. The warmth of it almost made him come right then. But Yunho tightened his hold at the base of his cock, stopping him from coming. Wet tongue slithered over his length repeatedly, over the head, dipped into the slit as though digging for more pre-come.
“I’ve always wanted to taste you.” Yunho said as he smeared Jaejoong’s pre-come over his lips. “You taste so good. So intoxicating.”
“Fuck. Me. I want you. Inside.” Jaejoong felt the intrusion of Yunho’s blunt head, bare, no condoms. “You’re-“
“I’m clean, and I’m going to wrecked you ass good till you can’t walk home.” Yunho smirked, eyes dark with lust yet glinted with hints of love.
Yunho thrust into him with short strokes, long strokes. And then repeated. Yunho’s slammed into him hard. Skin slapping deliciously. Jaejoong moaned, withered as Yunho’s cock pleasured him to unknown levels.
“I’m going to come.” Jaejoong pumped his cock to-
“Jaejoong? Could you answer my question?” Yunho’s low voice boomed inthe suddenly quiet room, shattering his fantasy escapade.
Jaejoong blinked. Yunho was at his side. He leaned down and spoke so close to his ear.
“It’s hard?” Yunho asked. And with that, Jaejoong bit hard on his lower lip, stopping the moan that was threatening to escape him. He shook slightly as he came in his pants. His face now flushed with the aftermath of an orgasm and embarrassment.
“What is?” Jaejoong’s voice croaked.
“The question I asked.” Yunho stood back, arms over his chest. Jaejoong swore he saw a naughty glint in those dark eyes of his.
“What’s the question?” Jaejoong asked.
“What is fluctuation?”
“Fucktuation?” Jaejoong drew his brows together in confusion. His best friend giggled, and so did the rest of the class. Then it became a full-blown laughter.
“I said fluctuation as in the small scale propagation model. The model characterises the rapid fluctuations of the received signal strengths over a short distance or duration.” Yunho read from his notebook then lifted his gaze. “It’s hard?”
“Uh,” Jaejoong almost groaned at the sexual innuendo. “Come again?”
“You already did.” Yunho said softly that only his ears could hear. His face grew beet red.
“I, uh.”
“See me after class.” Yunho walked back towards his desk.
“You’re a mess, princess. You came in your pants.” Changmin said as a matter-of-factly.
“Whatever.” Jaejoong groaned and slumped in his chair.
***
“May I come in?” Jaejoong said after three gently raps against the wooden door.
“Yes.” The voice said from within the physics lab that he had been just now before his last period in a lecture hall not far away from here.
Jaejoong stepped inside and closed the door gently with a flick of his foot. The blinds had been drawn down. Lights were dimmed as thought a PowerPoint slide was going to be shown through the projector. He moved further inside and found his teacher standing near his desk.
“Hmm, I’m here.” Jaejoong said breaking the awkward silence. “What did you want to see me for?”
“Come over here and take a look at this.” Yunho placed the book on the desk, stepped back and let Jaejoong there instead.
Jaejoong leaned forward to read the page of the opened book. “It says-“
He was cut short with a kiss. Then he was pushed against the desk. Yunho had his arm in the middle of his back to keep his upper body on the desk, legs spread apart as Yunho stood in between them, kneading his butt with the other free hand.
“Fucktuation.” Yunho said. Twice, Jaejoong felt the slap across his rear and he moaned.
The End.
A/N: I hope it's entertaining enough! And Vernice I hope you liked this! Happy bday <3 Ok, so I was making notes for my telecom exam paper.. when I came across this word.. and tada! this oneshot is born hehe
Chapters: 1
Genre: Comedy, Yaoi
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Yunjae
Summary: Jaejoong is all focused during the handsome lecturer’s period. Not on the module lecture, but on something else that’s... hard.
A/N: Happy birthday venisu ! This is for you <3
Jaejoong stared. Nothing seemed to go into his head. Instead, something is going south, stirring his cock. It was out of place. Totally. Yet nothing could stop his half-erection from throbbing even further. Not even the boring lecture going on at that moment. Something about electromagnetic signals whatever. Why he even bothered to attend wasn’t a million dollar question.
The answer lies in the lecturer himself. Jung Yunho, the most delectable male standing in front of like thirty people giving lecture with so much gusto and passion. Passion, he can relate. The passionate voice lingering in the room were like caresses to his heated skin. Yunho picked up a whiteboard marker and started writing some long formula which he couldn’t remember. What was that... oh! The Okumura-Hata model used to calculate path loss of a signal. Yeah. He remembered.
But he remembered Yunho’s silhouette much better. The strong bicep hid under the white button down shirt. Strong, athletic legs encased in crisp dress pants, that Jaejoong wouldn’t mind removing.
He’d dreamt of his lecturer lots of time. Just this morning, he woke up with a hard-on and semen all over his chest. Some even hit below his chin. He must have come that hard. Jaejoong twirled his ball point pen between his fingers. Hmm.
Pushing his foolscap paper away slightly, Jaejoong rested his left cheek on the palm of his left hand which was upright against the desk. Thoughts of his dreams wandered back to his daydreaming state of mind.
Giggling softly, Jaejoong got a hard nudge from his best friend who sat upright and focused. Changmin highlighted a formula from his notes before smirking at him. He lifted his uncapped highlighter and made a poking motion towards his face.
Jaejoong stuck a tongue out.
“Focus, princess.” Changmin chuckled. Jaejoong stomped on his feet.
Changmin yelped.
Yunho stopped his speech, looked over his shoulder, and asked Changmin. “Questions?”
“Sorry.” Changmin mumbled. Yunho went back to his whiteboard. When he found his marker had rolled off the table, he bent down to picked it up.
Jaejoong took a sharp intake of breath as the nice round butt was up in the air. If only it was naked, and the puckered hole wet with his tongue. He groaned. A pat around the crotch of his jeans confirmed his suspicion. He was leaking with pre-come and it’s wetting his underwear, and a small wet patch on his jeans. Thank god, he wore black skinny jeans.
He let his imagination run. No harm there. Jaejoong ran his fingers through his short dark hair, pushing it away from his face. Then he leaned back in his chair, spread his legs further apart so that his jeans weren’t constricting his throbbing hard-on. He was glad the table gave him privacy with the front and sides of the table covered. Only the opening where you could slide in your chair was open. Duh.
The owner of that sensual voice now was talking drawing something on the board. Jaejoong didn’t care what. His eyes were fixed on the way his butt flexed as he twisted around slightly to get his books. Jaejoong touched himself through his jeans. He rubbed them slowly. Stroking the growing length, found the head and pressed it firmly.
Jaejoong let out a small whimper. In his mind, Yunho would catch him, retained him after class. Everyone would filter out, leaving only him and Yunho. The latter would grab him by the collar and flung him over the teacher’s desk, pushing aside the writing material. He wouldn’t care that they were still inside the physics lab. He would ravish Jaejoong’s willing mouth. Tongue plundered into him, causing him to moan aloud. Hips bucked slightly as Yunho rubbed their erections together through their clothes. They grinded their crotch, kissed and groaned. Clothes ripped apart. Buttons flew in directions neither noticed. All they wanted was one another. Animalistic lust consumed them.
Saliva dribbled over his puckered hole as Yunho continued to tongue him, getting him ready. The air kissed his wet, puckered, flushed nipples. Jaejoong shuddered. His cock bobbed as his hips bucked.
“Ah. Yunho. Ah. Hot. Fuck.” Jaejoong threw his head back when Yunho slid his wet digits into him.
Yunho smirked and swallowed his cock. The warmth of it almost made him come right then. But Yunho tightened his hold at the base of his cock, stopping him from coming. Wet tongue slithered over his length repeatedly, over the head, dipped into the slit as though digging for more pre-come.
“I’ve always wanted to taste you.” Yunho said as he smeared Jaejoong’s pre-come over his lips. “You taste so good. So intoxicating.”
“Fuck. Me. I want you. Inside.” Jaejoong felt the intrusion of Yunho’s blunt head, bare, no condoms. “You’re-“
“I’m clean, and I’m going to wrecked you ass good till you can’t walk home.” Yunho smirked, eyes dark with lust yet glinted with hints of love.
Yunho thrust into him with short strokes, long strokes. And then repeated. Yunho’s slammed into him hard. Skin slapping deliciously. Jaejoong moaned, withered as Yunho’s cock pleasured him to unknown levels.
“I’m going to come.” Jaejoong pumped his cock to-
“Jaejoong? Could you answer my question?” Yunho’s low voice boomed inthe suddenly quiet room, shattering his fantasy escapade.
Jaejoong blinked. Yunho was at his side. He leaned down and spoke so close to his ear.
“It’s hard?” Yunho asked. And with that, Jaejoong bit hard on his lower lip, stopping the moan that was threatening to escape him. He shook slightly as he came in his pants. His face now flushed with the aftermath of an orgasm and embarrassment.
“What is?” Jaejoong’s voice croaked.
“The question I asked.” Yunho stood back, arms over his chest. Jaejoong swore he saw a naughty glint in those dark eyes of his.
“What’s the question?” Jaejoong asked.
“What is fluctuation?”
“Fucktuation?” Jaejoong drew his brows together in confusion. His best friend giggled, and so did the rest of the class. Then it became a full-blown laughter.
“I said fluctuation as in the small scale propagation model. The model characterises the rapid fluctuations of the received signal strengths over a short distance or duration.” Yunho read from his notebook then lifted his gaze. “It’s hard?”
“Uh,” Jaejoong almost groaned at the sexual innuendo. “Come again?”
“You already did.” Yunho said softly that only his ears could hear. His face grew beet red.
“I, uh.”
“See me after class.” Yunho walked back towards his desk.
“You’re a mess, princess. You came in your pants.” Changmin said as a matter-of-factly.
“Whatever.” Jaejoong groaned and slumped in his chair.
***
“May I come in?” Jaejoong said after three gently raps against the wooden door.
“Yes.” The voice said from within the physics lab that he had been just now before his last period in a lecture hall not far away from here.
Jaejoong stepped inside and closed the door gently with a flick of his foot. The blinds had been drawn down. Lights were dimmed as thought a PowerPoint slide was going to be shown through the projector. He moved further inside and found his teacher standing near his desk.
“Hmm, I’m here.” Jaejoong said breaking the awkward silence. “What did you want to see me for?”
“Come over here and take a look at this.” Yunho placed the book on the desk, stepped back and let Jaejoong there instead.
Jaejoong leaned forward to read the page of the opened book. “It says-“
He was cut short with a kiss. Then he was pushed against the desk. Yunho had his arm in the middle of his back to keep his upper body on the desk, legs spread apart as Yunho stood in between them, kneading his butt with the other free hand.
“Fucktuation.” Yunho said. Twice, Jaejoong felt the slap across his rear and he moaned.
The End.
A/N: I hope it's entertaining enough! And Vernice I hope you liked this! Happy bday <3 Ok, so I was making notes for my telecom exam paper.. when I came across this word.. and tada! this oneshot is born hehe