Starship Lovebot ♥ Chapter 7
Title: Starship Lovebot
Pairings: YunJae, YooMin/YooSu/MinSu
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, romance, comedy, science fiction
Disclaimer: I don't own them or intend any disrespect to DBSK.
Summary: Yunho is the Captain of the Starship Bolero and his life is neat and orderly and perfectly bland until his ship is ordered to pick up a mysterious shipment. His world gets turned upside down by two Lovebots that he's required to protect while his crew, Yoochun and Changmin, find their own amusement with the Lovebots and discover the importance of human feelings. It's a wild and crazy ride for everyone as they hurdle through space, finding love and passion amidst the stars.
Chapter 1 ♥ Chapter 2 ♥ Chapter 3 ♥ Chapter 4 ♥ Chapter 5 ♥ Chapter 6
~ Starship Lovebot ~Chapter 7
Jaejoong lay quietly on the bed while Yunho stripped out of his jumpsuit, neatly folding it and putting it in a drawer. The captain turned around in his skin tight boxer shorts and scurried under the thermal blanket, bumping up against him. The contact made the hair on Jaejoong’s arm rise in anticipation and his muscles tightened, afraid to move or show any sign of a human reaction to the scrumptious man wiggling into place next to him.
Yunho rustled about as he got comfortable, each mundane movement heightening Jaejoong’s arousal. He didn’t know what was wrong with him, truly, he didn’t. Ever since he had laid eyes on the handsome and dorky Captain, he couldn’t stop thinking about sex. He wanted it, he needed it, and it needed to be with Yunho.
“So, um, do you need me to do anything to put you to sleep? Is there a button or something I can press?” Yunho’s question was so sincere and totally clueless that Jaejoong had to fight to keep his lips from turning up in a smile. Was this guy for real? He was too nice, to a robot no less.
“I don’t require any manual stimulation to fall asleep,” Jaejoong said, unable to stop the sexual innuendo. “I’m programmed to fall asleep like humans.”
“Do you dream?” Yunho turned on his side, his question eager and Jaejoong found it endearing. This guy really cared about his life as a robot.
Jaejoong thought for a moment before answering. “Not really. At least, I don’t think so. Sometimes there is an information dump while I am sleeping that may be similar to a dream, but…” he stopped himself, unable to continue making up lie after lie. Yunho deserved the truth, it was too bad he didn’t have a higher rank, then Jaejoong could tell him.
“But?”
Jaejoong rolled to his side, facing Yunho, and smiled. “You are very inquisitive.”
Even in the dark shadows, Jaejoong could see Yunho’s lips purse in embarrassment. “I’m sorry, I’m just curious. It’s not every day that I get to talk to someone of your…stature.”
Jaejoong laughed. “You make me sound important.”
“Aren’t you?” Yunho whispered. “A Level 4 military ship does not do pick ups and deliveries…there must be something important about you, otherwise I wouldn’t be here with orders to protect you.”
“Personally protect me,” Jaejoong reminded him, his heart starting to beat loudly in response to Yunho’s close proximity and undeniably cute personality.
Their hands touched under the blanket. Jaejoong grabbed Yunho’s withdrawing hand and held it, bringing them into silence. They laid there for a few minutes, staring at each other in the soft glow of the lights from the control panel near the door. It was peaceful, just being there next to him, allowing time to pass slowly, but when Yunho’s eyes started to drift shut, Jaejoong decided it was time to make his move.
“Ealier…” Jaejoong said suddenly, causing Yunho’s body to jerk back awake. “Ealier, I mistook your kindness for sexual interest and offered myself to you. Forgive me for being so bold, I must have read your body language incorrectly.”
This was the great master plan he and Junsu had devised. After much discussion, they agreed that someone like Yunho would require a more subtle approach, a subtle yet direct approach, rather than pinning him down and sucking his cock into his mouth (which was Junsu’s first plan that Jaejoong rolled his eyes at in disgust and a tad bit of interest).
Yunho cleared his throat. “Oh, um…it’s okay. You don’t have to apologize or anything.”
Jaejoong waited for him to say more, but Yunho clammed up. They resumed the silence, but this time it was anything but peaceful for Jaejoong. Why couldn’t he read this guy? He really kept getting that Yunho liked him, was attracted to him and wanted him, but every time the Captain opened his mouth about it, it was in total denial or rejection or dismissal of it and it was downright frustrating.
Yunho kept staring at him, so Jaejoong rolled onto his back again, not wanting him to see the emotion brewing in his eyes.
“I’m a virgin,” Yunho said softly.
He couldn’t help it, his eyes widened in surprise. “You are?” He couldn’t believe it. He thought he was the only twenty-something year old hot guy that was still a virgin, but Yunho was too!? This had to mean something, right? Like fate, or destiny, or…he shut his eyes momentarily as images of his mission flashed in his mind, reminding him that he had only one destiny and it wasn’t with Yunho.
“Yeah, but don’t tell the guys, they don’t know.” Yunho’s choice to confide in him only added to the admiration he already held for the man.
He turned to face him again. “I won’t tell anyone, but is that why you rejected me?” Jaejoong had to know, he had to find out, his human emotions wanted to feel secure again.
“Yes, partly. You see…I’ve never had sex before, but I’m pretty sure I’m not, um, going to be the…receiver. Is that what you call it?” Yunho’s timid explanation validated what Junsu had suggested, that Yunho just simply wasn’t a bottom.
“So if you could be the giver you’d have sex with me?” Jaejoong asked, a hint of teasing in his voice. He was relieved to find out Yunho wasn’t rejecting him, he was just nervous and a total novice to sex.
“I don’t know, maybe.” Yunho sounded hesitant. “I, this is going to sound corny and I can’t believe I’m telling you this, I’ve never told anyone, but I’ve been waiting to share my first time with someone special, someone who hopefully was waiting for me to come into their life too. Wow, it sounds way mushier when I say it out loud then in my head,” Yunho said with a nervous laugh. Jaejoong could tell he was embarrassed.
“I think that’s really sweet. I’ve been waiting…” Jaejoong stopped himself, suddenly aware that he had slipped out of robot mode and was being too human again. No matter how much he liked Yunho, he couldn’t risk the mission just because his heart and groin were acting up. He had to think of something quick, because admitting that he’d been waiting for someone special too wouldn’t fly with his robot back story. “I’ve been waiting for you to open up to me. I’m glad you did.”
It sounded lame, but it worked. Yunho grinned and thanked him for listening. Their conversation died down as Yunho yawned, his eyes fluttering shut. Jaejoong needed to sleep too, but he forced himself to stay awake as long as possible, listening to Yunho breathe. Just before he fell asleep himself, he heard Yunho whisper, “I really wish you weren’t a robot…”
And for the first time since his training began, Jaejoong regretted becoming an undercover assassin. And because he couldn’t say it out loud, he responded silently in his head, me too.
~*~
Junsu quirked an eyebrow at the scene before him, surprised that Yoochun was sulking on his bed rather than trying to grope his ass. He fought back a sigh (even though it wasn’t very robot like) and decided it was time to intervene in this thing called love that Changmin and Yoochun were in total denial about.
“I’m programmed in the art of sex,” Junsu started, talking to Yoochun’s back. “I can make you come in fifteen seconds.” Yoochun didn’t respond. “I’m also trained in the art of love, not that I need it for myself, but to identify it so I can give my masters the best possible experience.”
Yoochun’s shoulder dropped, but he still didn’t say anything.
“Your love for Changmin is understandable. He’s tall, handsome, witty and yet still manages to be a total klutz around you,” Junsu said and Yoochun’s head slowly rolled to look at him. “Do you know why he is completely awkward?”
“No…”
“Because he likes you.” Junsu thought it was pretty obvious, but Yoochun’s eyes took a moment before the light of realization brightened them.
Sitting up at lightening speed, Yoochun’s lethargic form was suddenly animated and full of energy. “Wait…did he tell you that?”
Junsu resisted the urge to slap his face as a wake up call. “I believe I explained that I am programmed in the art of love. I can identify the signals and you are both interested in each other so go do something about it.”
Yoochun bit his lower lip and looked down. “I screwed up earlier…”
“If I’m not mistaken, I believe there is something called an apology that works well when humans upset each other.”
“But if I apologize for what I did, I’ll have to explain why I did it and that would mean…” Yoochun trailed off.
“That would mean what?” Junsu asked.
Taking a deep breath, Yoochun met Junsu’s eyes. “That would mean I’d have to tell him how I feel.”
Smiling, Junsu reached out and took Yoochun’s hand and pulled him to his feet. “And that’s how relationships begin! He’s probably still awake, go tell him now.”
“Should I?” Yoochun furrowed his eyebrows, obviously experiencing some sort of anxiety. “What if you’re wrong?”
“I’m not wrong.” Junsu stared at Yoochun’s perplexed face for a few seconds before leaning in and sealing their lips together. The kiss was soft and meant to evoke emotion, but even though Yoochun’s lips moved with his, it was cold, awkward and Junsu pulled away to make his point. “You see, you finally have an opportunity to have casual, meaningless sex with a lovebot that is trained in the art of sexual pleasures and you can’t even enjoy a simple kiss. Do you know why?”
Yoochun’s expectant eyes flashed confusion. “Why?”
“Because you are in love with someone else.” Junsu gave him a gentle nudge toward the door. “Now go, and don’t come back until you’ve confessed.”
Yoochun moved toward the door, still in a fog. “I’ll have to lock you inside…”
“I’m a robot, I’ll be fine.”
And with that, Yoochun was gone, the door sliding shut behind him and the now familiar reminder from the computer voice that the door was secure.
Junsu waited about thirty seconds then let out a long, gloriously noisy fart, sighing in relief. “God, what are they feeding us on this damn ship? I feel like I’m going to explode,” he mumbled, flopping onto the bed and grabbing one of Yoochun’s stray porn magazines. He totally needed to jack off.
~*~
Yoochun paced in front of Changmin’s door a few times before knocking. The monitor clicked on and he saw Changmin’s face in the video screen.
“What?” the engineer asked. Though the screen was small, Yoochun could have sworn Changmin’s eyes were puffy from crying.
“Can I come in?” Yoochun’s voice wavered, so he clenched his fist to get control of his shaky emotions. Truth be told, he wasn’t ready to confess, he would much rather keep flirting and fantasizing and pleasuring himself with thoughts of Changmin than take the risk of being rejected.
The screen went black as the door opened. He entered slowly, trying to keep his cool, but his stomach was all tied up in knots.
“Are you here for your celebratory blow job?” The sarcasm was heavy. “I had a better impression of your stamina, what’s it been, ten minutes? Did you screw him and come already? Tsk, tsk, Yoochun, coming so quickly is a sign of-“
“Shut up!” Yoochun cried out, never figuring himself for being such a drama queen. “I’m standing here, a total mess over you and you’re just being an ass.”
Changmin’s mouth opened, venom on his face for a split second before it softened into surprise.
“And I deserve it, you being an ass to me, I mean,” Yoochun continued. “It’s not like I was very…you know…”
Changmin shook his head. “No, I don’t know what you’re talking about. You weren’t very what?”
Yoochun ran his hand through his hair, not sure what to say next. “I wasn’t…clear.”
A perfectly shaped eyebrow arched at him. “Clear about what?”
“About you.”
“What about me?” Changmin responded immediately.
“God, are you really going to make me say it?” Yoochun threw his hands up in the air.
With a sigh of frustration, Changmin stepped closer. “Yeah, you have to say it because I have no idea what you are talking about.”
“Oh fuck it,” Yoochun said, grabbing the back of Changmin’s neck to pull them together. He just went for it, crashing their lips together and Junsu was right, he felt nothing kissing the lovebot, but an emotional warmth flooded through him when he kissed Changmin.
Their kiss lingered, their mouths moving in harmony, like they’d been kissing each other for years, but when they parted, Yoochun opened his eyes, expecting to see acceptance, but instead he found contempt.
“So he rejected you, huh? I should have known,” Changmin said, pushing him away and turning his back on him.
“What? No! That’s not why I’m here,” Yoochun said in dismay that this was going so badly.
“So why are you here then?” Changmin countered, anger seeping into his voice.
Yoochun swallowed hard, it was now or never. “Because I fucking like you, you idiot!”
The next thing he knew he was being thrown onto Changmin’s tiny bed, just like in his fantasies.
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a/n: Surprise! I updated :) YunJae is sweet, so they have to develop slowly, but no worries because some YooMin smut is in the next chapter ~~ I'm very tired, will finish editing tomorrow ~
Pairings: YunJae, YooMin/YooSu/MinSu
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, romance, comedy, science fiction
Disclaimer: I don't own them or intend any disrespect to DBSK.
Summary: Yunho is the Captain of the Starship Bolero and his life is neat and orderly and perfectly bland until his ship is ordered to pick up a mysterious shipment. His world gets turned upside down by two Lovebots that he's required to protect while his crew, Yoochun and Changmin, find their own amusement with the Lovebots and discover the importance of human feelings. It's a wild and crazy ride for everyone as they hurdle through space, finding love and passion amidst the stars.
Chapter 1 ♥ Chapter 2 ♥ Chapter 3 ♥ Chapter 4 ♥ Chapter 5 ♥ Chapter 6
~ Starship Lovebot ~Chapter 7
Jaejoong lay quietly on the bed while Yunho stripped out of his jumpsuit, neatly folding it and putting it in a drawer. The captain turned around in his skin tight boxer shorts and scurried under the thermal blanket, bumping up against him. The contact made the hair on Jaejoong’s arm rise in anticipation and his muscles tightened, afraid to move or show any sign of a human reaction to the scrumptious man wiggling into place next to him.
Yunho rustled about as he got comfortable, each mundane movement heightening Jaejoong’s arousal. He didn’t know what was wrong with him, truly, he didn’t. Ever since he had laid eyes on the handsome and dorky Captain, he couldn’t stop thinking about sex. He wanted it, he needed it, and it needed to be with Yunho.
“So, um, do you need me to do anything to put you to sleep? Is there a button or something I can press?” Yunho’s question was so sincere and totally clueless that Jaejoong had to fight to keep his lips from turning up in a smile. Was this guy for real? He was too nice, to a robot no less.
“I don’t require any manual stimulation to fall asleep,” Jaejoong said, unable to stop the sexual innuendo. “I’m programmed to fall asleep like humans.”
“Do you dream?” Yunho turned on his side, his question eager and Jaejoong found it endearing. This guy really cared about his life as a robot.
Jaejoong thought for a moment before answering. “Not really. At least, I don’t think so. Sometimes there is an information dump while I am sleeping that may be similar to a dream, but…” he stopped himself, unable to continue making up lie after lie. Yunho deserved the truth, it was too bad he didn’t have a higher rank, then Jaejoong could tell him.
“But?”
Jaejoong rolled to his side, facing Yunho, and smiled. “You are very inquisitive.”
Even in the dark shadows, Jaejoong could see Yunho’s lips purse in embarrassment. “I’m sorry, I’m just curious. It’s not every day that I get to talk to someone of your…stature.”
Jaejoong laughed. “You make me sound important.”
“Aren’t you?” Yunho whispered. “A Level 4 military ship does not do pick ups and deliveries…there must be something important about you, otherwise I wouldn’t be here with orders to protect you.”
“Personally protect me,” Jaejoong reminded him, his heart starting to beat loudly in response to Yunho’s close proximity and undeniably cute personality.
Their hands touched under the blanket. Jaejoong grabbed Yunho’s withdrawing hand and held it, bringing them into silence. They laid there for a few minutes, staring at each other in the soft glow of the lights from the control panel near the door. It was peaceful, just being there next to him, allowing time to pass slowly, but when Yunho’s eyes started to drift shut, Jaejoong decided it was time to make his move.
“Ealier…” Jaejoong said suddenly, causing Yunho’s body to jerk back awake. “Ealier, I mistook your kindness for sexual interest and offered myself to you. Forgive me for being so bold, I must have read your body language incorrectly.”
This was the great master plan he and Junsu had devised. After much discussion, they agreed that someone like Yunho would require a more subtle approach, a subtle yet direct approach, rather than pinning him down and sucking his cock into his mouth (which was Junsu’s first plan that Jaejoong rolled his eyes at in disgust and a tad bit of interest).
Yunho cleared his throat. “Oh, um…it’s okay. You don’t have to apologize or anything.”
Jaejoong waited for him to say more, but Yunho clammed up. They resumed the silence, but this time it was anything but peaceful for Jaejoong. Why couldn’t he read this guy? He really kept getting that Yunho liked him, was attracted to him and wanted him, but every time the Captain opened his mouth about it, it was in total denial or rejection or dismissal of it and it was downright frustrating.
Yunho kept staring at him, so Jaejoong rolled onto his back again, not wanting him to see the emotion brewing in his eyes.
“I’m a virgin,” Yunho said softly.
He couldn’t help it, his eyes widened in surprise. “You are?” He couldn’t believe it. He thought he was the only twenty-something year old hot guy that was still a virgin, but Yunho was too!? This had to mean something, right? Like fate, or destiny, or…he shut his eyes momentarily as images of his mission flashed in his mind, reminding him that he had only one destiny and it wasn’t with Yunho.
“Yeah, but don’t tell the guys, they don’t know.” Yunho’s choice to confide in him only added to the admiration he already held for the man.
He turned to face him again. “I won’t tell anyone, but is that why you rejected me?” Jaejoong had to know, he had to find out, his human emotions wanted to feel secure again.
“Yes, partly. You see…I’ve never had sex before, but I’m pretty sure I’m not, um, going to be the…receiver. Is that what you call it?” Yunho’s timid explanation validated what Junsu had suggested, that Yunho just simply wasn’t a bottom.
“So if you could be the giver you’d have sex with me?” Jaejoong asked, a hint of teasing in his voice. He was relieved to find out Yunho wasn’t rejecting him, he was just nervous and a total novice to sex.
“I don’t know, maybe.” Yunho sounded hesitant. “I, this is going to sound corny and I can’t believe I’m telling you this, I’ve never told anyone, but I’ve been waiting to share my first time with someone special, someone who hopefully was waiting for me to come into their life too. Wow, it sounds way mushier when I say it out loud then in my head,” Yunho said with a nervous laugh. Jaejoong could tell he was embarrassed.
“I think that’s really sweet. I’ve been waiting…” Jaejoong stopped himself, suddenly aware that he had slipped out of robot mode and was being too human again. No matter how much he liked Yunho, he couldn’t risk the mission just because his heart and groin were acting up. He had to think of something quick, because admitting that he’d been waiting for someone special too wouldn’t fly with his robot back story. “I’ve been waiting for you to open up to me. I’m glad you did.”
It sounded lame, but it worked. Yunho grinned and thanked him for listening. Their conversation died down as Yunho yawned, his eyes fluttering shut. Jaejoong needed to sleep too, but he forced himself to stay awake as long as possible, listening to Yunho breathe. Just before he fell asleep himself, he heard Yunho whisper, “I really wish you weren’t a robot…”
And for the first time since his training began, Jaejoong regretted becoming an undercover assassin. And because he couldn’t say it out loud, he responded silently in his head, me too.
~*~
Junsu quirked an eyebrow at the scene before him, surprised that Yoochun was sulking on his bed rather than trying to grope his ass. He fought back a sigh (even though it wasn’t very robot like) and decided it was time to intervene in this thing called love that Changmin and Yoochun were in total denial about.
“I’m programmed in the art of sex,” Junsu started, talking to Yoochun’s back. “I can make you come in fifteen seconds.” Yoochun didn’t respond. “I’m also trained in the art of love, not that I need it for myself, but to identify it so I can give my masters the best possible experience.”
Yoochun’s shoulder dropped, but he still didn’t say anything.
“Your love for Changmin is understandable. He’s tall, handsome, witty and yet still manages to be a total klutz around you,” Junsu said and Yoochun’s head slowly rolled to look at him. “Do you know why he is completely awkward?”
“No…”
“Because he likes you.” Junsu thought it was pretty obvious, but Yoochun’s eyes took a moment before the light of realization brightened them.
Sitting up at lightening speed, Yoochun’s lethargic form was suddenly animated and full of energy. “Wait…did he tell you that?”
Junsu resisted the urge to slap his face as a wake up call. “I believe I explained that I am programmed in the art of love. I can identify the signals and you are both interested in each other so go do something about it.”
Yoochun bit his lower lip and looked down. “I screwed up earlier…”
“If I’m not mistaken, I believe there is something called an apology that works well when humans upset each other.”
“But if I apologize for what I did, I’ll have to explain why I did it and that would mean…” Yoochun trailed off.
“That would mean what?” Junsu asked.
Taking a deep breath, Yoochun met Junsu’s eyes. “That would mean I’d have to tell him how I feel.”
Smiling, Junsu reached out and took Yoochun’s hand and pulled him to his feet. “And that’s how relationships begin! He’s probably still awake, go tell him now.”
“Should I?” Yoochun furrowed his eyebrows, obviously experiencing some sort of anxiety. “What if you’re wrong?”
“I’m not wrong.” Junsu stared at Yoochun’s perplexed face for a few seconds before leaning in and sealing their lips together. The kiss was soft and meant to evoke emotion, but even though Yoochun’s lips moved with his, it was cold, awkward and Junsu pulled away to make his point. “You see, you finally have an opportunity to have casual, meaningless sex with a lovebot that is trained in the art of sexual pleasures and you can’t even enjoy a simple kiss. Do you know why?”
Yoochun’s expectant eyes flashed confusion. “Why?”
“Because you are in love with someone else.” Junsu gave him a gentle nudge toward the door. “Now go, and don’t come back until you’ve confessed.”
Yoochun moved toward the door, still in a fog. “I’ll have to lock you inside…”
“I’m a robot, I’ll be fine.”
And with that, Yoochun was gone, the door sliding shut behind him and the now familiar reminder from the computer voice that the door was secure.
Junsu waited about thirty seconds then let out a long, gloriously noisy fart, sighing in relief. “God, what are they feeding us on this damn ship? I feel like I’m going to explode,” he mumbled, flopping onto the bed and grabbing one of Yoochun’s stray porn magazines. He totally needed to jack off.
~*~
Yoochun paced in front of Changmin’s door a few times before knocking. The monitor clicked on and he saw Changmin’s face in the video screen.
“What?” the engineer asked. Though the screen was small, Yoochun could have sworn Changmin’s eyes were puffy from crying.
“Can I come in?” Yoochun’s voice wavered, so he clenched his fist to get control of his shaky emotions. Truth be told, he wasn’t ready to confess, he would much rather keep flirting and fantasizing and pleasuring himself with thoughts of Changmin than take the risk of being rejected.
The screen went black as the door opened. He entered slowly, trying to keep his cool, but his stomach was all tied up in knots.
“Are you here for your celebratory blow job?” The sarcasm was heavy. “I had a better impression of your stamina, what’s it been, ten minutes? Did you screw him and come already? Tsk, tsk, Yoochun, coming so quickly is a sign of-“
“Shut up!” Yoochun cried out, never figuring himself for being such a drama queen. “I’m standing here, a total mess over you and you’re just being an ass.”
Changmin’s mouth opened, venom on his face for a split second before it softened into surprise.
“And I deserve it, you being an ass to me, I mean,” Yoochun continued. “It’s not like I was very…you know…”
Changmin shook his head. “No, I don’t know what you’re talking about. You weren’t very what?”
Yoochun ran his hand through his hair, not sure what to say next. “I wasn’t…clear.”
A perfectly shaped eyebrow arched at him. “Clear about what?”
“About you.”
“What about me?” Changmin responded immediately.
“God, are you really going to make me say it?” Yoochun threw his hands up in the air.
With a sigh of frustration, Changmin stepped closer. “Yeah, you have to say it because I have no idea what you are talking about.”
“Oh fuck it,” Yoochun said, grabbing the back of Changmin’s neck to pull them together. He just went for it, crashing their lips together and Junsu was right, he felt nothing kissing the lovebot, but an emotional warmth flooded through him when he kissed Changmin.
Their kiss lingered, their mouths moving in harmony, like they’d been kissing each other for years, but when they parted, Yoochun opened his eyes, expecting to see acceptance, but instead he found contempt.
“So he rejected you, huh? I should have known,” Changmin said, pushing him away and turning his back on him.
“What? No! That’s not why I’m here,” Yoochun said in dismay that this was going so badly.
“So why are you here then?” Changmin countered, anger seeping into his voice.
Yoochun swallowed hard, it was now or never. “Because I fucking like you, you idiot!”
The next thing he knew he was being thrown onto Changmin’s tiny bed, just like in his fantasies.
( X )
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a/n: Surprise! I updated :) YunJae is sweet, so they have to develop slowly, but no worries because some YooMin smut is in the next chapter ~~ I'm very tired, will finish editing tomorrow ~