Filling the Backseat - (Car Euphemism Oneshot Series 1/3)
Title: Filling the Backseat
Rating: R
Paring: OT5 implied
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd be living these fanfics.
Word Count: 416
Yoochun hated it when he lost a bet to Changmin.
Crazy, evil genius.
Yoochun shifted in his seat again, and his eyes shut.
He didn’t mean to moan. Honest.
“You okay, Yoochun?” Yunho asked from the backseat.
“He’s perfect,” Changmin said. “Huh, Chunnie?”
Yoochun shot him a glare.
“Do I want to know?” Yunho asked.
“I want to know,” Jaejoong said.
Changmin smirked and turned around from his position in the passenger seat to look at Jaejoong. “Let’s just say that if he’s a bit ornery today it’s because he’s got a stick up his ass.”
Jae’s brow furrowed and then he laughed.
“Fuck you, Min,” Yoochun snapped.
“Oh, what’s the matter?” Jae said with fake concern. “Bolt not screwed in right?”
Junsu’s laughter suddenly filled the car. “Why are you driving so sloppily, Yoochun? Gear shifter not cooperating?”
“Fuck you both.”
Jae laughed. “After being so stretched out, you’ll be able to take us both.”
Yunho sighed and shook his head. “God, I really did not need to know about this. Changmin, we’re going to a photo shoot.”
Changmin smirked. “Is it my fault he lost?”
“What was the bet?”
Yoochun growled.
Changmin laughed at him. “I can’t believe you didn’t know. But really, Yunho, if you’re looking for someone to blame, blame Junsu.”
“What? How is this my fault?”
“Didn’t you tell any of the others about my amazing ability of bringing you to climax by tongue fucking you?”
Junsu blushed and looked away.
Jae slapped Junsu’s shoulder. “You … what?”
“Three nights ago,” Changmin said. “Just imagine Junsu cuffed to the bed, legs open, begging.”
Junsu squirmed in his seat.
Jae leaned over to Junsu and licked his ear. “Pretty, but-” He turned predatory eyes to Changmin. “I’m next.”
Changmin smiled and licked his lips. “My pleasure.”
Yunho pinched the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes. “How long is this bet for?”
“Yoochun, the bet,” Changmin said.
Yoochun rolled his eyes and repeated, “I, Yoochun, will allow Changmin to lodge a butt plug into my ass if Changmin can make me come in five minutes just from tongue fucking me and it will remain there for twelve hours.”
“Twelve hours!” Yunho shouted just as Jae screamed, “Holy shit! I am definitely next.”
“Changmin, no way,” Yunho said. “Your little games are fine at home, but this shoot is too important.”
Changmin pouted. “Fine. I’ll take it out when we get to the studio.”
“Thank you.”
“I get to help," Jae said.
CEOS 2/3: Grinding Gears
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Rating: R
Paring: OT5 implied
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd be living these fanfics.
Word Count: 416
Yoochun hated it when he lost a bet to Changmin.
Crazy, evil genius.
Yoochun shifted in his seat again, and his eyes shut.
He didn’t mean to moan. Honest.
“You okay, Yoochun?” Yunho asked from the backseat.
“He’s perfect,” Changmin said. “Huh, Chunnie?”
Yoochun shot him a glare.
“Do I want to know?” Yunho asked.
“I want to know,” Jaejoong said.
Changmin smirked and turned around from his position in the passenger seat to look at Jaejoong. “Let’s just say that if he’s a bit ornery today it’s because he’s got a stick up his ass.”
Jae’s brow furrowed and then he laughed.
“Fuck you, Min,” Yoochun snapped.
“Oh, what’s the matter?” Jae said with fake concern. “Bolt not screwed in right?”
Junsu’s laughter suddenly filled the car. “Why are you driving so sloppily, Yoochun? Gear shifter not cooperating?”
“Fuck you both.”
Jae laughed. “After being so stretched out, you’ll be able to take us both.”
Yunho sighed and shook his head. “God, I really did not need to know about this. Changmin, we’re going to a photo shoot.”
Changmin smirked. “Is it my fault he lost?”
“What was the bet?”
Yoochun growled.
Changmin laughed at him. “I can’t believe you didn’t know. But really, Yunho, if you’re looking for someone to blame, blame Junsu.”
“What? How is this my fault?”
“Didn’t you tell any of the others about my amazing ability of bringing you to climax by tongue fucking you?”
Junsu blushed and looked away.
Jae slapped Junsu’s shoulder. “You … what?”
“Three nights ago,” Changmin said. “Just imagine Junsu cuffed to the bed, legs open, begging.”
Junsu squirmed in his seat.
Jae leaned over to Junsu and licked his ear. “Pretty, but-” He turned predatory eyes to Changmin. “I’m next.”
Changmin smiled and licked his lips. “My pleasure.”
Yunho pinched the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes. “How long is this bet for?”
“Yoochun, the bet,” Changmin said.
Yoochun rolled his eyes and repeated, “I, Yoochun, will allow Changmin to lodge a butt plug into my ass if Changmin can make me come in five minutes just from tongue fucking me and it will remain there for twelve hours.”
“Twelve hours!” Yunho shouted just as Jae screamed, “Holy shit! I am definitely next.”
“Changmin, no way,” Yunho said. “Your little games are fine at home, but this shoot is too important.”
Changmin pouted. “Fine. I’ll take it out when we get to the studio.”
“Thank you.”
“I get to help," Jae said.
CEOS 2/3: Grinding Gears
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