Give It To Me pt. 2
Title: Give It To Me pt. 2
Author(s): akotanga
Pairing(s): Chansung/Junho
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Chansung leaves Junho to pursue his dreams but little did he know that Junho had their child when he left. And now Chansung is back, will he forgive the boy for the sake of Nuneo? Or Nuneo will live without an appa forever?
Notes: Sorry for the late update! School is my enemy. Well anyways, this chapter is dedicated to TaecSu, because someone requested this to me. This is unbeta-ed. so please excuse my poor english. And also forgive me for the sloppy and blehh smut OTL Please leave feedbacks and comments~! Thanks :]
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“Yeonnie.” Nuneo nudged the boy beside him.
“Mm?” The boy was busy doing something, not looking at him.
“Can I borrow your crayon?” He said, looking innocently at his friend.
“Where’s yours?” Yeonnie asked, still busy coloring his seatwork.
“Ahm..well.. I forgot to bring it.” The boy stated, somehow irritated with the new teacher. It’s his first day being a teacher here, shouldn’t he be teaching us some lesson? Nuneo fumed, looking at his drawing like it was a disgusting thing a kid could ever see. He slightly stomped his hands on the table, lifting his head to look at the new teacher.
He was sitting on the platform, typing something into his laptop. The small kid looked at the young man intently.
“He looks like me..” He mumbled, when suddenly he felt lips latching on his plump cheeks. He turned around to see Yeonnie staring at him questioningly.
“Are you going to borrow this or not?” The toothy boy asked, waving the pack of crayon in front of him.
He shrugged, changing the topic when he ask the boy. “Yeonnie, don’t you think our new teacher-“
“Teacher Hwang, Nuneo.” Yeonnie corrected. Junho rolled his eyes, glancing at the red-haired man.
“Okay. Don’t you think Teacher Hwang looks like me?” He moved his face closer, almost brushing his nose to the other.
“What?” Yeonnie raised a brow, he can’t understand what the other is saying.
“Take a look!” The toothy boy slowly turns around, staring at the new teacher. His brows furrowed, and a minute later his mouth opened wide.
“Yes Nuneo. Teacher Hwang looks like you.”
“See! I told you. I got his face except for my eyes ‘cause I got it from umma.” He opened his eyes wide to the very extent only to know that the size of his eyes if wide is just the same as Yeonnie’s normal size when open. He frowned, the pairs of his eyes disappeared into slits once again realizing how really small they were.
“ Well, maybe it’s just a co-incidence, you know.” The boy beside him shrugged, continuing to do what he was doing.
“Yah, are you going to use this or not? I’m already done with it.” Yeonnie offered, which he reluctantly accepted. He looked at his own paper, brows furrowing because of the horrible image drawn on it.
No matter how hard he try, drawing is not his forte. Which, notably, he also inherited from his umma.
*
“Taec, did you already called Junho?” Junsu asked from the kitchen. He was preparing their lunch.
“Yes baby. I already did.” Taecyeon answered from the living room, sipping his coffee while reading the daily newspaper. He glanced at the small boy who was chopping something, and he smirked. Junsu looking sexy on the pink apron he was wearing.
“And what did he say? Did he agree?” The small boy wiped the sweat trickling down his forehead with the back of his hand, which wasn’t missed by the taller boy’s hungry eyes. To spice up his show, Junsu licked his lips seductively, he was releasing pheromones again without knowing himself.
Taecyeon dropped the newspaper on the table, slowly making his way towards his target. Junsu gasped when strong arms wrapped around his waists, dropping the knife shakily.
“He said he’ll fetch Yeonnie later. He’ll stroll Yeonnie and Nuneo at the mall with Wooyoung.” Taecyeon stated, closing his eyes as he inhales the smaller boy’s scent.
“T-Taec!” He faced the taller boy, pushing him with all his might. “I-I’m cooking. Get away fro-“
“Yeonnie told me that you beat him on Angry Bird last night. Congratulations.” Taecyeon chuckled, breathing into the smaller boy’s neck purposely.
Junsu shivered, the grip on his waists tightened. “ So, I guess you can play with my bird too.” The taller boy said, licking his earlobes teasingly. He grind his hips into his plump ass, making Junsu’s knees tremble. “You can make it angry..”
“T-Taecyeon! Get away from me. You’re so gross!” He tried pushing the taller boy away, failing as Taecyeon pinned him on the kitchen table. He can totally feel his hard on, which alarmed him.
“You were playing with your son last night, and I can tell that you enjoyed it. And now, you don’t want to play with me, Ok Taecyeon, you husband Kim Junsu?” The taller boy teased, cupping Junsu’s ass rough and hard.
The smaller boy squirmed beneath him, and he smirked. “Yah Taecyeon! I’m warning you. Get off me and I need to cook food for lunch. Unless you want to spent the noon without food.” Junsu warned, still pushing his husband away.
“Food? But I have you baby. You’re more than delicious. I’m sure I’ll be full even until dinner and midnight snack, and still, not enough.” Junsu gasped when he heard belt being unbuckled.
“But.. Yeonnie.. Yeonnie will find food later Taec. I’m sure he’s hungry-“
“Haven’t I told you that Junho will take Yeonnie and Nuneo to the mall? Seems like someone is slipping off.” Taecyeon smirked, amused by the smaller boy’s cuteness.
*
Nuneo and Yeonnie were sitting on the bench near the gate, waiting for Junho. The class had ended smoothly, which made Nuneo wonder. The new teacher immediately leave after the bell rang, bidding farewell to them and leaved without looking back. Is he running away from us? I think he don’t like us. He thought.
A loud honk of the car made Nuneo’s thoughts drift back to reality. He was suddenly grabbed by Yeonnie, approaching his beaming umma. Junho hugged the two kids, squeezing them tight. He then received a kiss on both side of his cheeks a response. He can smell the mixed scent of sweat and cologne, which he totally enjoyed.
“How was school babies?” Junho beamed.
“It was okay umma. The new teacher had arrived.” Nuneo answered absent-mindedly.
Junho noticed the annoyance in his son’s answer. Until he remembered what happened back in their house a while ago.
“You still mad at me baby?” He asked worriedly?
“A little. You still haven’t buy me bananas and dried mangoes.” The kid answered back, looking straight at him.
“I will baby. That’s why I fetched you two because we’re going to the mall. Wooyoung ahjussi will going to come with us.”
“Really Junho ahjussi? Yay! Did you hear that Nuneo? We’re going to the mall! Let’s play let’s play!” Yeonnie squealed, shaking his non-chalant friend. Junho nodded happily.
“Really umma? But Wooyoung ahjussi might get my bananas again.” Nuneo was on the verge of crying, which made Junho laugh. Nuneo never cease to amaze him. Never.
He stroked his son’s plump cheeks, pinching it a little. “Of course not baby. I’ll never let Wooyoung ahjussi steal your bananas again.” Wooyoung will kill him for sure. He just made Nuneo believe that he stole his bananas yesterday.
Junho nearly loose his balance when Nuneo hugged him tight. He hugged back, knowing that Nuneo love him so much, and he love him too.
Yeonnie suddenly spoke, which startled the two. “But wait ahjussi, have you already told umma and appa about this?”
“Yes Yeonnie baby. In fact your appa called me asking if I could take you to the mall with Nuneo.” Junho answered cheerfully.
“Ooooooh.” The kid’s mouth formed a cute ‘O’. “Can I call them?”
*
“Oh shit Taec! Right there. Do that again!” Junsu threw his head back moaning shamelessly as he bounced on top of Taecyeon. They were in kitchen, leaving what Junsu was supposed to be doing unattended.
Taecyeon gripped Junsu’s hips tight enough to leave bruises meeting every thrust the smaller boy was giving everytime he bounce on his lap. He could feel his end nearing, latching his lips onto Junsu’s neck once again.
“I’m..so close.. Su..” Taecyeon growled, and Junsu moved faster. “Oh yeah.. Shit.. That’s it Su..”
Junsu closed his eyes, lust clouding his mind. His movements became erratic as he also felt his climax nearing. When suddenly the phone rang, which made him halt abruptly.
“Su. Why did you stop?” Taecyeon growled, annoyed by the sudden loss of friction.
“The phone is ringing Taec.” Junsu answered through half-lidded eyes.
“So. Why should we care?” Taecyeon retorted back.
“It’s because it’s our telephone babo. Of course we care. That might be Junho.” Junsu moved, about to get off from the taller boy’s lap when suddenly Taecyeon lifted him. “We’re not yet done.” He yelped as he gripped onto the taller boy’s neck and wrapping his legs around his hips tight for support. Taecyeon walked slowly towards the cursed telephone, glaring at the said thing.
Junsu felt Taecyeon’s dick sunk deeper into him, making him moan. He heard the boy picked the telephone up, giving it to him. Taecyeon leaned against the sink looking at Junsu with intense stare. He gripped the smaller boy tight against him.
“Y-Yoboseyo?” The smaller boy greeted through the line, trying his best to sound calm, his chest heaving up and down.
“Umma!” Yeonnie beamed, they were now sitting on the table at a restaurant in the mall. Junho’s phone was resting at the center of the table, they decided to turn it on loudspeaker so they can talk to Junsu simultaneously.
“Y-Yeonnie? Baby!” Junsu exclaimed, glaring at the taller boy signalling to stop as he was playing with his nipples. “How a-are you?”
“Classes already ended umma. I’m with Wooyoung and Junho ahjussi right now. Junho ahjussi said that Nuneo and I will play here at the mall. Is it okay umma?” The kid asked cheerfully.
Junsu suddenly bit his lips when Taecyeon licked his nipples. He smacked the other boy with his free hand that made him lost his balance but the taller boy caught him. Taecyeon smirked.
“O-of..course baby. You can go with them. Just promise me you’ll be a good boy okay?
“Okay umma! I promise.” Wooyoung ruffled the small boy’s hair. “Where’s Taecyeon appa? Are you with him umma?”
“T-Taecyeon appa? He’s not her-“
Taecyeon suddenly snatched the phone from the small boy upon hearing his name. “Hi baby. Taecyeon appa is here. How is my Yeonnie doing there with Junho and Wooyoung ahjussi?” He greeted on the line, smirking at the gaped mouth of Junsu in front him.
“Appa!” The toothy kid exclaimed. “ I thought you’re at work right now?”
“Appa decided to take a day off baby.” His smirk widened when he saw Junsu shooting glares to him.
“Ooh. So what are you and umma doing?” Yeonnie asked innocently. Nuneo, Wooyoung and Junho were still listening intently.
“Umma and I are playing baby.” The tall boy answered cooly. Junsu tried to snatch the telephone from him but the taller boy was stronger than him.
Junho and Wooyoung creased a brow. They looked at each other, sensing that Taecyeon’s answer was somewhat suspicious.
“Playing? What are you playing appa?”
“Angry bird.” Junsu smacked the tall boy who was smiling crazily.
“ANGRY BIRD?” Nuneo, Yeonnie, Wooyoung and Junho roared in unison.
Junsu’s jaw fell when he heard Wooyoung and Junho on the other line. The couple realized that Junho’s phone is in loudspeaker mode.
“Yes baby. You told me that Junsu umma beat you last night right? So I challenged him if he could beat my bird-“
Junho choked, coughing loudly enough for the couple to hear. Taecyeon smirked.
“Your bird?” Yeonnie butted in, brows furrowed in confusion.
Junsu smack him again on the head this time much louder, hissing in pain. “No, what I mean is.. I challenged Junsu umma if he could beat me on Angry bird.” Taecyeon laughed heartily.
“Oooooh.”
“Okay, I think it’s enough. We should be going now so you two can play as much as you want.” Wooyoung interrupted, picking up the phone.
“Goodbye umma! Goodbye appa!” Yeonnie shouted.
“Goodbye baby! Take care ok?” Junsu answered, he finally snatched the phone from Taec.
“Say good luck to your umma Yeonnie. I’m sure he’ll have a hard time beating your Taecyeon appa.” Wooyoung burst out laughing.
“Yah Wooyoung! What does that mean?” He glared at Taecyeon who was chuckling.
“Nothing hyung. We’re going now. We’ll take care of Yeonnie, don’t worry.” Junho answered sincerely.
“Oooh. Okay, thanks Junho.”
“Goodluck.”
“Yah!” And Junho finally hung up.
Junsu fumed, putting the telephone back on the cradle. “Put me down Taec. I need to cook now. It’s already past 1.”
“Not until we finish what we’re doing.” He motioned towards the center of the kitchen and without warning, he rammed inside the small boy impaling him with his angry bird cock. Junsu squirmed, pleasure taking over his body once again. He can feel Taecyeon’s dick sunk deeper every thrust the tall boy make. He threw his head back, gripping tightly on Taecyeon neck.
“I can see you’re liking this position.” The tall boy said, latching onto his neck leaving marks that screams ‘MINE.’ Junsu moaned; it was his first time doing this position, and he must admit, he was liking it.
Taecyeon continued fucking Junsu in a standing position slamming the small boy into his body. He once again felt heat pooling in his abdomen, sign that his end is nearing.
“Junsu..I’m gonna-“
“Cum on my face.” Junsu moaned shamelessly, crashing their lips in a heated kiss. He wrapped his legs tight around his waist, the friction of the tall boy’s stomach and his dick was making make him feel like he was in cloud nine.
A few more thrust and Taecyeon yelled, “Su I’m gonna cum!”
He immediately jumped off the tall boy and knelt under him. He opened his mouth wide and Taecyeon started jerking his cock.
“Give it to me Taec..” Junsu moaned, waiting for the tall boy’s juice.
A few more thrust and he heard Taecyeon growled. “Shit!” White ribbons erupted everywhere, landing on Junsu’s face, nose, mouth, forehead, hair and his chest. Junsu can see Taecyeon muscles contract as he was unloading his cum. So damn sexy.
Taecyeon gave a few more pumps, riding off his orgasm. He looked on the small boy under him, and he can feel lust taking his body once again. Junsu’s face was covered with his pearly white essence, looking vulnerable as ever.
Junsu licked his lips, tasting his husband’s cum. Taecyeon softly slapped the small boy’s face with his dick, rubbing off the last drops of his seed. He watched the other boy licking his cum seductively, playing it inside his mouth, spitting them afterwards. He gently lift Junsu bringing him towards the bathroom.
“Stop that. You’re making me hard again.” He opened the door, setting the other inside the tub.
“Really? Well it’s my pleasure knocking it down again.” Junsu giggled.
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A/N: I'm ashamed T_T This is terrible.
Author(s): akotanga
Pairing(s): Chansung/Junho
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Chansung leaves Junho to pursue his dreams but little did he know that Junho had their child when he left. And now Chansung is back, will he forgive the boy for the sake of Nuneo? Or Nuneo will live without an appa forever?
Notes: Sorry for the late update! School is my enemy. Well anyways, this chapter is dedicated to TaecSu, because someone requested this to me. This is unbeta-ed. so please excuse my poor english. And also forgive me for the sloppy and blehh smut OTL Please leave feedbacks and comments~! Thanks :]
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“Yeonnie.” Nuneo nudged the boy beside him.
“Mm?” The boy was busy doing something, not looking at him.
“Can I borrow your crayon?” He said, looking innocently at his friend.
“Where’s yours?” Yeonnie asked, still busy coloring his seatwork.
“Ahm..well.. I forgot to bring it.” The boy stated, somehow irritated with the new teacher. It’s his first day being a teacher here, shouldn’t he be teaching us some lesson? Nuneo fumed, looking at his drawing like it was a disgusting thing a kid could ever see. He slightly stomped his hands on the table, lifting his head to look at the new teacher.
He was sitting on the platform, typing something into his laptop. The small kid looked at the young man intently.
“He looks like me..” He mumbled, when suddenly he felt lips latching on his plump cheeks. He turned around to see Yeonnie staring at him questioningly.
“Are you going to borrow this or not?” The toothy boy asked, waving the pack of crayon in front of him.
He shrugged, changing the topic when he ask the boy. “Yeonnie, don’t you think our new teacher-“
“Teacher Hwang, Nuneo.” Yeonnie corrected. Junho rolled his eyes, glancing at the red-haired man.
“Okay. Don’t you think Teacher Hwang looks like me?” He moved his face closer, almost brushing his nose to the other.
“What?” Yeonnie raised a brow, he can’t understand what the other is saying.
“Take a look!” The toothy boy slowly turns around, staring at the new teacher. His brows furrowed, and a minute later his mouth opened wide.
“Yes Nuneo. Teacher Hwang looks like you.”
“See! I told you. I got his face except for my eyes ‘cause I got it from umma.” He opened his eyes wide to the very extent only to know that the size of his eyes if wide is just the same as Yeonnie’s normal size when open. He frowned, the pairs of his eyes disappeared into slits once again realizing how really small they were.
“ Well, maybe it’s just a co-incidence, you know.” The boy beside him shrugged, continuing to do what he was doing.
“Yah, are you going to use this or not? I’m already done with it.” Yeonnie offered, which he reluctantly accepted. He looked at his own paper, brows furrowing because of the horrible image drawn on it.
No matter how hard he try, drawing is not his forte. Which, notably, he also inherited from his umma.
*
“Taec, did you already called Junho?” Junsu asked from the kitchen. He was preparing their lunch.
“Yes baby. I already did.” Taecyeon answered from the living room, sipping his coffee while reading the daily newspaper. He glanced at the small boy who was chopping something, and he smirked. Junsu looking sexy on the pink apron he was wearing.
“And what did he say? Did he agree?” The small boy wiped the sweat trickling down his forehead with the back of his hand, which wasn’t missed by the taller boy’s hungry eyes. To spice up his show, Junsu licked his lips seductively, he was releasing pheromones again without knowing himself.
Taecyeon dropped the newspaper on the table, slowly making his way towards his target. Junsu gasped when strong arms wrapped around his waists, dropping the knife shakily.
“He said he’ll fetch Yeonnie later. He’ll stroll Yeonnie and Nuneo at the mall with Wooyoung.” Taecyeon stated, closing his eyes as he inhales the smaller boy’s scent.
“T-Taec!” He faced the taller boy, pushing him with all his might. “I-I’m cooking. Get away fro-“
“Yeonnie told me that you beat him on Angry Bird last night. Congratulations.” Taecyeon chuckled, breathing into the smaller boy’s neck purposely.
Junsu shivered, the grip on his waists tightened. “ So, I guess you can play with my bird too.” The taller boy said, licking his earlobes teasingly. He grind his hips into his plump ass, making Junsu’s knees tremble. “You can make it angry..”
“T-Taecyeon! Get away from me. You’re so gross!” He tried pushing the taller boy away, failing as Taecyeon pinned him on the kitchen table. He can totally feel his hard on, which alarmed him.
“You were playing with your son last night, and I can tell that you enjoyed it. And now, you don’t want to play with me, Ok Taecyeon, you husband Kim Junsu?” The taller boy teased, cupping Junsu’s ass rough and hard.
The smaller boy squirmed beneath him, and he smirked. “Yah Taecyeon! I’m warning you. Get off me and I need to cook food for lunch. Unless you want to spent the noon without food.” Junsu warned, still pushing his husband away.
“Food? But I have you baby. You’re more than delicious. I’m sure I’ll be full even until dinner and midnight snack, and still, not enough.” Junsu gasped when he heard belt being unbuckled.
“But.. Yeonnie.. Yeonnie will find food later Taec. I’m sure he’s hungry-“
“Haven’t I told you that Junho will take Yeonnie and Nuneo to the mall? Seems like someone is slipping off.” Taecyeon smirked, amused by the smaller boy’s cuteness.
*
Nuneo and Yeonnie were sitting on the bench near the gate, waiting for Junho. The class had ended smoothly, which made Nuneo wonder. The new teacher immediately leave after the bell rang, bidding farewell to them and leaved without looking back. Is he running away from us? I think he don’t like us. He thought.
A loud honk of the car made Nuneo’s thoughts drift back to reality. He was suddenly grabbed by Yeonnie, approaching his beaming umma. Junho hugged the two kids, squeezing them tight. He then received a kiss on both side of his cheeks a response. He can smell the mixed scent of sweat and cologne, which he totally enjoyed.
“How was school babies?” Junho beamed.
“It was okay umma. The new teacher had arrived.” Nuneo answered absent-mindedly.
Junho noticed the annoyance in his son’s answer. Until he remembered what happened back in their house a while ago.
“You still mad at me baby?” He asked worriedly?
“A little. You still haven’t buy me bananas and dried mangoes.” The kid answered back, looking straight at him.
“I will baby. That’s why I fetched you two because we’re going to the mall. Wooyoung ahjussi will going to come with us.”
“Really Junho ahjussi? Yay! Did you hear that Nuneo? We’re going to the mall! Let’s play let’s play!” Yeonnie squealed, shaking his non-chalant friend. Junho nodded happily.
“Really umma? But Wooyoung ahjussi might get my bananas again.” Nuneo was on the verge of crying, which made Junho laugh. Nuneo never cease to amaze him. Never.
He stroked his son’s plump cheeks, pinching it a little. “Of course not baby. I’ll never let Wooyoung ahjussi steal your bananas again.” Wooyoung will kill him for sure. He just made Nuneo believe that he stole his bananas yesterday.
Junho nearly loose his balance when Nuneo hugged him tight. He hugged back, knowing that Nuneo love him so much, and he love him too.
Yeonnie suddenly spoke, which startled the two. “But wait ahjussi, have you already told umma and appa about this?”
“Yes Yeonnie baby. In fact your appa called me asking if I could take you to the mall with Nuneo.” Junho answered cheerfully.
“Ooooooh.” The kid’s mouth formed a cute ‘O’. “Can I call them?”
*
“Oh shit Taec! Right there. Do that again!” Junsu threw his head back moaning shamelessly as he bounced on top of Taecyeon. They were in kitchen, leaving what Junsu was supposed to be doing unattended.
Taecyeon gripped Junsu’s hips tight enough to leave bruises meeting every thrust the smaller boy was giving everytime he bounce on his lap. He could feel his end nearing, latching his lips onto Junsu’s neck once again.
“I’m..so close.. Su..” Taecyeon growled, and Junsu moved faster. “Oh yeah.. Shit.. That’s it Su..”
Junsu closed his eyes, lust clouding his mind. His movements became erratic as he also felt his climax nearing. When suddenly the phone rang, which made him halt abruptly.
“Su. Why did you stop?” Taecyeon growled, annoyed by the sudden loss of friction.
“The phone is ringing Taec.” Junsu answered through half-lidded eyes.
“So. Why should we care?” Taecyeon retorted back.
“It’s because it’s our telephone babo. Of course we care. That might be Junho.” Junsu moved, about to get off from the taller boy’s lap when suddenly Taecyeon lifted him. “We’re not yet done.” He yelped as he gripped onto the taller boy’s neck and wrapping his legs around his hips tight for support. Taecyeon walked slowly towards the cursed telephone, glaring at the said thing.
Junsu felt Taecyeon’s dick sunk deeper into him, making him moan. He heard the boy picked the telephone up, giving it to him. Taecyeon leaned against the sink looking at Junsu with intense stare. He gripped the smaller boy tight against him.
“Y-Yoboseyo?” The smaller boy greeted through the line, trying his best to sound calm, his chest heaving up and down.
“Umma!” Yeonnie beamed, they were now sitting on the table at a restaurant in the mall. Junho’s phone was resting at the center of the table, they decided to turn it on loudspeaker so they can talk to Junsu simultaneously.
“Y-Yeonnie? Baby!” Junsu exclaimed, glaring at the taller boy signalling to stop as he was playing with his nipples. “How a-are you?”
“Classes already ended umma. I’m with Wooyoung and Junho ahjussi right now. Junho ahjussi said that Nuneo and I will play here at the mall. Is it okay umma?” The kid asked cheerfully.
Junsu suddenly bit his lips when Taecyeon licked his nipples. He smacked the other boy with his free hand that made him lost his balance but the taller boy caught him. Taecyeon smirked.
“O-of..course baby. You can go with them. Just promise me you’ll be a good boy okay?
“Okay umma! I promise.” Wooyoung ruffled the small boy’s hair. “Where’s Taecyeon appa? Are you with him umma?”
“T-Taecyeon appa? He’s not her-“
Taecyeon suddenly snatched the phone from the small boy upon hearing his name. “Hi baby. Taecyeon appa is here. How is my Yeonnie doing there with Junho and Wooyoung ahjussi?” He greeted on the line, smirking at the gaped mouth of Junsu in front him.
“Appa!” The toothy kid exclaimed. “ I thought you’re at work right now?”
“Appa decided to take a day off baby.” His smirk widened when he saw Junsu shooting glares to him.
“Ooh. So what are you and umma doing?” Yeonnie asked innocently. Nuneo, Wooyoung and Junho were still listening intently.
“Umma and I are playing baby.” The tall boy answered cooly. Junsu tried to snatch the telephone from him but the taller boy was stronger than him.
Junho and Wooyoung creased a brow. They looked at each other, sensing that Taecyeon’s answer was somewhat suspicious.
“Playing? What are you playing appa?”
“Angry bird.” Junsu smacked the tall boy who was smiling crazily.
“ANGRY BIRD?” Nuneo, Yeonnie, Wooyoung and Junho roared in unison.
Junsu’s jaw fell when he heard Wooyoung and Junho on the other line. The couple realized that Junho’s phone is in loudspeaker mode.
“Yes baby. You told me that Junsu umma beat you last night right? So I challenged him if he could beat my bird-“
Junho choked, coughing loudly enough for the couple to hear. Taecyeon smirked.
“Your bird?” Yeonnie butted in, brows furrowed in confusion.
Junsu smack him again on the head this time much louder, hissing in pain. “No, what I mean is.. I challenged Junsu umma if he could beat me on Angry bird.” Taecyeon laughed heartily.
“Oooooh.”
“Okay, I think it’s enough. We should be going now so you two can play as much as you want.” Wooyoung interrupted, picking up the phone.
“Goodbye umma! Goodbye appa!” Yeonnie shouted.
“Goodbye baby! Take care ok?” Junsu answered, he finally snatched the phone from Taec.
“Say good luck to your umma Yeonnie. I’m sure he’ll have a hard time beating your Taecyeon appa.” Wooyoung burst out laughing.
“Yah Wooyoung! What does that mean?” He glared at Taecyeon who was chuckling.
“Nothing hyung. We’re going now. We’ll take care of Yeonnie, don’t worry.” Junho answered sincerely.
“Oooh. Okay, thanks Junho.”
“Goodluck.”
“Yah!” And Junho finally hung up.
Junsu fumed, putting the telephone back on the cradle. “Put me down Taec. I need to cook now. It’s already past 1.”
“Not until we finish what we’re doing.” He motioned towards the center of the kitchen and without warning, he rammed inside the small boy impaling him with his angry bird cock. Junsu squirmed, pleasure taking over his body once again. He can feel Taecyeon’s dick sunk deeper every thrust the tall boy make. He threw his head back, gripping tightly on Taecyeon neck.
“I can see you’re liking this position.” The tall boy said, latching onto his neck leaving marks that screams ‘MINE.’ Junsu moaned; it was his first time doing this position, and he must admit, he was liking it.
Taecyeon continued fucking Junsu in a standing position slamming the small boy into his body. He once again felt heat pooling in his abdomen, sign that his end is nearing.
“Junsu..I’m gonna-“
“Cum on my face.” Junsu moaned shamelessly, crashing their lips in a heated kiss. He wrapped his legs tight around his waist, the friction of the tall boy’s stomach and his dick was making make him feel like he was in cloud nine.
A few more thrust and Taecyeon yelled, “Su I’m gonna cum!”
He immediately jumped off the tall boy and knelt under him. He opened his mouth wide and Taecyeon started jerking his cock.
“Give it to me Taec..” Junsu moaned, waiting for the tall boy’s juice.
A few more thrust and he heard Taecyeon growled. “Shit!” White ribbons erupted everywhere, landing on Junsu’s face, nose, mouth, forehead, hair and his chest. Junsu can see Taecyeon muscles contract as he was unloading his cum. So damn sexy.
Taecyeon gave a few more pumps, riding off his orgasm. He looked on the small boy under him, and he can feel lust taking his body once again. Junsu’s face was covered with his pearly white essence, looking vulnerable as ever.
Junsu licked his lips, tasting his husband’s cum. Taecyeon softly slapped the small boy’s face with his dick, rubbing off the last drops of his seed. He watched the other boy licking his cum seductively, playing it inside his mouth, spitting them afterwards. He gently lift Junsu bringing him towards the bathroom.
“Stop that. You’re making me hard again.” He opened the door, setting the other inside the tub.
“Really? Well it’s my pleasure knocking it down again.” Junsu giggled.
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A/N: I'm ashamed T_T This is terrible.