Archiving a past fic...
Mmm, it's funny how I have two new ideas for fics with multiple chapters, but I think I'll just post one of my older one-shots for my own record here...since I only had it in a comm.
Merry Christmas everyone!!!
Title: The Daily Commute
Rating: R
Pairing: Jaeho
um, slightly crackish. and utterly gratuitous. Enjoy! hehehe.
Yunho was tired. It had been a horrible day at the office, with losing almost half of his work when his system decided to crash and having his boss yell at him for forgetting to e-mail some important client. To top it off, it was rush hour and an annoying group of prepubescent girls had decided that no one would mind them screeching about their recent pricey expenditures and clingy boyfriends. Yunho seriously wanted to shoot them. Watch the flesh explode until their poor bodies were mutilated beyond all recognition. Stupid shallow girls. Yunho shook his head; his bad day was making him have way too many violent thoughts.
As his commute was 40 minutes long, Yunho resigned himself to staring at the advertisements on the subway. Honestly, who believed that they could learn swahili in two months? Yunho was too jaded to even be interested in learning anything anymore; it was day in and day out at the cubicle with no motivation to make himself better. He really needed to find a new job.
Park Street, Metro Center, Glen City Park, Broadway...he watched the stops go by, amused briefly by the animated flip book ad that some clever advertiser had put in the tunnel. Sighing, and cursing himself for the hundredth time for not charging his iPod, Yunho suddenly felt a slight brushing across his ass.
Now, as it was rush hour, he didn’t think too much of it but he soon felt body heat build up on his back. Annoyed more than anything, he tried to crane his neck around and see who was intruding on his personal space.
He couldn’t really see with the throng of people, but he could make out pale skin and very full, slightly red lips. He caught a whiff of dark, rich cologne, slightly musky and intense. A guy? Yunho shrugged. They were approaching a stop and Yunho figured that someone was trying to get closer to the door.
The train screeched to a halt, lurching the people behind Yunho slightly. He felt a quick tug on his hips, but when he quickly turned around, nobody was looking at him. An elderly grandmother gave him a toothless grin to whom he gave an apologetic smile before sidling away slightly. Could he just get some peace and not deal with this crap? He doubted it had been the grandmother, and suspected that guy from before. Sigh, molestations on the subway. Just what I need, thought Yunho.
And there it was again, A definite slow, deliberate caress down his ass. This was ridiculous; Yunho did not move all the way to the city for this crappy job just to get his ass molested. Who did this kind of stuff anyway?
Turning quickly, he managed to grasp at the hand trespassing on his property. Tugging and ignoring the annoyed looks of people around him, Yunho found himself face to face with a highly attractive, if not slightly effeminate male staring right back at him with a heated glance and a cocky air. Slightly surprised to have such a good-looking guy be the culprit, Yunho openly stared at the man though trying desperately to look angry.
“Do you mind?” Yunho hissed sharply, trying to control the odd thumping in his chest.
But the man simply winked and slipped quickly out the open doors before Yunho could do anything.
Weirdo...
But for some reason, Yunho was slightly intrigued.
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Thank the gods, Friday had come at last. For once, Yunho had managed to not fuck anything up and his boss had been in a surprisingly good mood. He couldn’t wait to go home and just sit on his couch and do absolutely nothing. Micky would probably want to hit a bar tomorrow, but for now, Yunho just wanted to rest.
It had been four days since the incident. Yet Yunho had never seen the man again and was beginning to think it was all just a random prank. It was Friday, nothing was going to ruin it and it was only 30 minutes more to total relaxation.
Except, his nose noted an oddly familiar smell wafting closer to him. He couldn’t place it at first, leaving him frustrated at how familiar it smelled.
“Miss me?”
Yunho whirled, except considering how crowded it was, he managed to bang his shoulder on the pole. Wincing slightly, he looked up to see the beautiful man of four days ago.
“What is your problem?” Yunho demanded, though looking quite ridiculous as he was clutching his shoulder in pain.
“Nothing, just thought you were cute,” the man had whispered this quickly in his ear, making some of the girls around them whisper conspiratorially.
Yunho tried to fight from blushing, but he couldn’t help himself as the man was really attractive in his own unique way.
The doors opened, and a flood of people surged in. Yunho was forcibly pushed towards the corner wall of the car as he watched countless businessmen and women rush into the car. What he didn’t expect, however, was to also find the man nestled along his backside during the bustle and chaos.
Not realizing exactly what was going on, Yunho almost yelped when he felt hands slowly stroking the side of his hips. That musky cologne threatened to overwhelm his senses as he felt the hands slowly approach dangerous territory. Hot breath tickled his neck and his ear and he shivered as the man lifted Yunho’s shirt slightly to touch his skin. He wanted to protest, but Yunho had always been extra sensitive towards touch and was acutely aware of any subtle brushes.
Anticipatory, and yet nervous that someone would see them, Yunho looked around. They were tucked into a corner and the man’s hands were covered by Yunho’s shirt, but still…this was public! He wasn’t quite sure what the man was intending to do, but it couldn’t go further, no, ah…god, the man was stroking the line between his pelvis and leg and leg with one hand while the other was caressing the small of his back, and Yunho bit back a moan. This was not happening, Yunho kept saying mentally in his head, but for some reason he couldn't quite stop the other man.
Then, Yunho felt cool hands toying with the elastic of his boxers. Dear god, was this man going to go further?! He felt a slight nip and tongue teasing his ear as hot breath slid down his neck, making Yunho shiver. And then the man was soon grasping him all the while letting his other hand drift lower to Yunho’s ass.
He couldn’t help but move towards the hand, rubbing himself against it and hoping to god that no one was watching. What would people do anyway? Kick him out when he was in the corner and train was packed? Yunho was having weird side thoughts despite being thoroughly manhandled and teased.
Developing a rhythm, Yunho soon lost all coherent thought as the man began pumping him. Precome oozed from his tip, making it all slippery and hot. Yunho was having trouble controlling his breathing, and bit his lip hard to stop from groaning aloud. God, this man was way too talented. It usually took him longer to get him off, but Yunho was dangerously close to release.
“Shhhh…wouldn’t want the whole train to know would we?” the man was being a horrible tease, but Yunho was beyond caring. He was aching and desperate, and he was so close to cumming that all he could do was keep rubbing against the man’s hand while drawing blood from biting his lip so hard.
“!!!!” All too quickly Yunho felt himself release, the thick ribbons of cum soaking through the man’s fingers and into Yunho’s boxers. The train had been going through an especially screechy, noisy aspect of the route, and no one took notice of Yunho’s muffled gasps and pants.
He couldn’t quite think, and would probably have sunk to the floor had it not been for the corner walls and the man’s hands on his hip. He looked behind him to find the man discretely yet seductively licking his fingers and hand clean.
“Maybe some other day you’ll return the favor. This is my stop,” the man said.
And with that, he swiftly weaved through the crowd to step off at Linden station.
If all my metro encounters are like this, maybe commuting isn’t such a bad idea Yunho thought.
Part II here
Merry Christmas everyone!!!
Title: The Daily Commute
Rating: R
Pairing: Jaeho
um, slightly crackish. and utterly gratuitous. Enjoy! hehehe.
Yunho was tired. It had been a horrible day at the office, with losing almost half of his work when his system decided to crash and having his boss yell at him for forgetting to e-mail some important client. To top it off, it was rush hour and an annoying group of prepubescent girls had decided that no one would mind them screeching about their recent pricey expenditures and clingy boyfriends. Yunho seriously wanted to shoot them. Watch the flesh explode until their poor bodies were mutilated beyond all recognition. Stupid shallow girls. Yunho shook his head; his bad day was making him have way too many violent thoughts.
As his commute was 40 minutes long, Yunho resigned himself to staring at the advertisements on the subway. Honestly, who believed that they could learn swahili in two months? Yunho was too jaded to even be interested in learning anything anymore; it was day in and day out at the cubicle with no motivation to make himself better. He really needed to find a new job.
Park Street, Metro Center, Glen City Park, Broadway...he watched the stops go by, amused briefly by the animated flip book ad that some clever advertiser had put in the tunnel. Sighing, and cursing himself for the hundredth time for not charging his iPod, Yunho suddenly felt a slight brushing across his ass.
Now, as it was rush hour, he didn’t think too much of it but he soon felt body heat build up on his back. Annoyed more than anything, he tried to crane his neck around and see who was intruding on his personal space.
He couldn’t really see with the throng of people, but he could make out pale skin and very full, slightly red lips. He caught a whiff of dark, rich cologne, slightly musky and intense. A guy? Yunho shrugged. They were approaching a stop and Yunho figured that someone was trying to get closer to the door.
The train screeched to a halt, lurching the people behind Yunho slightly. He felt a quick tug on his hips, but when he quickly turned around, nobody was looking at him. An elderly grandmother gave him a toothless grin to whom he gave an apologetic smile before sidling away slightly. Could he just get some peace and not deal with this crap? He doubted it had been the grandmother, and suspected that guy from before. Sigh, molestations on the subway. Just what I need, thought Yunho.
And there it was again, A definite slow, deliberate caress down his ass. This was ridiculous; Yunho did not move all the way to the city for this crappy job just to get his ass molested. Who did this kind of stuff anyway?
Turning quickly, he managed to grasp at the hand trespassing on his property. Tugging and ignoring the annoyed looks of people around him, Yunho found himself face to face with a highly attractive, if not slightly effeminate male staring right back at him with a heated glance and a cocky air. Slightly surprised to have such a good-looking guy be the culprit, Yunho openly stared at the man though trying desperately to look angry.
“Do you mind?” Yunho hissed sharply, trying to control the odd thumping in his chest.
But the man simply winked and slipped quickly out the open doors before Yunho could do anything.
Weirdo...
But for some reason, Yunho was slightly intrigued.
************************************************************************
Thank the gods, Friday had come at last. For once, Yunho had managed to not fuck anything up and his boss had been in a surprisingly good mood. He couldn’t wait to go home and just sit on his couch and do absolutely nothing. Micky would probably want to hit a bar tomorrow, but for now, Yunho just wanted to rest.
It had been four days since the incident. Yet Yunho had never seen the man again and was beginning to think it was all just a random prank. It was Friday, nothing was going to ruin it and it was only 30 minutes more to total relaxation.
Except, his nose noted an oddly familiar smell wafting closer to him. He couldn’t place it at first, leaving him frustrated at how familiar it smelled.
“Miss me?”
Yunho whirled, except considering how crowded it was, he managed to bang his shoulder on the pole. Wincing slightly, he looked up to see the beautiful man of four days ago.
“What is your problem?” Yunho demanded, though looking quite ridiculous as he was clutching his shoulder in pain.
“Nothing, just thought you were cute,” the man had whispered this quickly in his ear, making some of the girls around them whisper conspiratorially.
Yunho tried to fight from blushing, but he couldn’t help himself as the man was really attractive in his own unique way.
The doors opened, and a flood of people surged in. Yunho was forcibly pushed towards the corner wall of the car as he watched countless businessmen and women rush into the car. What he didn’t expect, however, was to also find the man nestled along his backside during the bustle and chaos.
Not realizing exactly what was going on, Yunho almost yelped when he felt hands slowly stroking the side of his hips. That musky cologne threatened to overwhelm his senses as he felt the hands slowly approach dangerous territory. Hot breath tickled his neck and his ear and he shivered as the man lifted Yunho’s shirt slightly to touch his skin. He wanted to protest, but Yunho had always been extra sensitive towards touch and was acutely aware of any subtle brushes.
Anticipatory, and yet nervous that someone would see them, Yunho looked around. They were tucked into a corner and the man’s hands were covered by Yunho’s shirt, but still…this was public! He wasn’t quite sure what the man was intending to do, but it couldn’t go further, no, ah…god, the man was stroking the line between his pelvis and leg and leg with one hand while the other was caressing the small of his back, and Yunho bit back a moan. This was not happening, Yunho kept saying mentally in his head, but for some reason he couldn't quite stop the other man.
Then, Yunho felt cool hands toying with the elastic of his boxers. Dear god, was this man going to go further?! He felt a slight nip and tongue teasing his ear as hot breath slid down his neck, making Yunho shiver. And then the man was soon grasping him all the while letting his other hand drift lower to Yunho’s ass.
He couldn’t help but move towards the hand, rubbing himself against it and hoping to god that no one was watching. What would people do anyway? Kick him out when he was in the corner and train was packed? Yunho was having weird side thoughts despite being thoroughly manhandled and teased.
Developing a rhythm, Yunho soon lost all coherent thought as the man began pumping him. Precome oozed from his tip, making it all slippery and hot. Yunho was having trouble controlling his breathing, and bit his lip hard to stop from groaning aloud. God, this man was way too talented. It usually took him longer to get him off, but Yunho was dangerously close to release.
“Shhhh…wouldn’t want the whole train to know would we?” the man was being a horrible tease, but Yunho was beyond caring. He was aching and desperate, and he was so close to cumming that all he could do was keep rubbing against the man’s hand while drawing blood from biting his lip so hard.
“!!!!” All too quickly Yunho felt himself release, the thick ribbons of cum soaking through the man’s fingers and into Yunho’s boxers. The train had been going through an especially screechy, noisy aspect of the route, and no one took notice of Yunho’s muffled gasps and pants.
He couldn’t quite think, and would probably have sunk to the floor had it not been for the corner walls and the man’s hands on his hip. He looked behind him to find the man discretely yet seductively licking his fingers and hand clean.
“Maybe some other day you’ll return the favor. This is my stop,” the man said.
And with that, he swiftly weaved through the crowd to step off at Linden station.
If all my metro encounters are like this, maybe commuting isn’t such a bad idea Yunho thought.
Part II here