No Lube, No Condoms, No Service 18/?
Title: No Lube, No Condoms, No Service 18/?
Pairing: Various but will include Changmin/Jaejoong, Changmin/Yoochun, Changmin/Jaejoong/Yoochun, Junsu/Junho, Kouyou/Changmin, Hangeng/Jungmo/Heechul ... lots and lots
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If they were really escorts, I would buy them for a night, and then I would own them, but ... yeah, I don't now.
Summary: Shim Changmin is the son of a wealthy business man. He's working his way through college. When a paper for his Human Sexuality class is assigned, he decides he wants to do something that no other student has done before. But what seems like an easy project turns into a emotional battle to decide what is most important.
Poster credit goes to ponyboy!!!
Warnings: Incest (Junsu/Junho)
Pairings this chapter: Changmin/Kouyou
Part 18: Morale Boosting Activities
On Saturday afternoon, Changmin sat in the library, pouring over his Calculus textbook. He had a test on Wednesday that he had forgotten about. He sighed. The things he did for a good grade. With his senses aware of the time, he took notes and did review problems of differentials and tangents and other such nonsense until it was ingrained in his memory.
His phone vibrated on the table.
KouKou - I hear you’ll be at the party tonight, but on the other side of the wall.
KouKou - Hangeng, Jungmo and Kibum are performing. Dare you to not get a hard on.
Changmin bit his lip against laughter, and sent back. Too late.
KouKou - Do I get to see you before then?
Changmin’s heart fluttered and his breath caught. Kouyou wanted to see him? They had seen each other at the office just the night before. Changmin didn’t know how to reply to that message.
After a full three minutes of staring at the message, his phone beeped again.
KouKou - Or not
Changmin hastily wrote back. Sorry. I’m at the library trying to study. I have to be ready to go by 7:30 and I have a calculus test on Wednesday, my father’s proposal for this advertising shit on Monday and a short two page essay on Monday for my business class. And a detailed outline for this escort paper is due on Tuesday.
Changmin was typing his next message when Kouyou texted back.
KouKou -Ouch.
KouKou - I won’t bother you then.
Changmin erased what he had written and replied, You are definitely not a bother. Trust me, if I could ditch this shit and come hang out with you all afternoon, I would
Changmin’s finger hovered over the send button for a moment and then he sent it quickly.
KouKou - ♥♥
Changmin smiled widely, chest tight, and sent back a smiley face. But of course, after that, Changmin couldn’t concentrate on Calculus at all. He caught himself doodling in the margins of his notebook and when one of them ended up being a heart, his face met the desk and he moaned.
God damn it.
After another thirty minutes, Changmin gave up on Calculus. The test wasn’t until Wednesday anyway. He pulled out his laptop and forced himself to write up an outline for the Human Sexuality paper. He’d already handed in a fake one that showed he was going to do it on sexually transmitted diseases. But with all the tasks he had to do, he could no longer play the farce and do double the work. He’d have to find more research soon.
But he’d get nothing done if he couldn’t fucking STOP thinking about Kouyou.
Then again, being distracted because he was with Kouyou was better than being distracted because he was thinking of Kouyou.
Changmin gathered up his books, and headed out of the library. It was only three. It would be okay to take a break, right? Get some coffee.
Minnie - Changed my mind. You busy?
KouKou - Nope. What’s up?
Minnie - I need coffee.
KouKou - :D okay
Changmin texted Kouyou the address of a coffee shop near his dorm, and Kouyou said he’d be there in a half hour. That was plenty of time for Changmin to change. Not that Kouyou hadn’t seen him in sweats and a hoody before, but …
This felt like a date.
That’s why Changmin was so flustered.
It was a date.
A small meet for coffee, only a an hour long date … but it was still a date, and Changmin had no idea when the last time was that he went on a real date.
Changmin ran up the stairs to his dorm room. He threw his bag on his bed and stripped, mind running through the clothes he had here so it wouldn’t look like he dressed up.
God, Changmin hated this feeling. Uncomfortable, worried, unsure. Insecure. It was one of the reasons why he avoided dating. But damn it, this was different. Most of the time when he went on dates, he was more annoyed at the guy/girl for being uncomfortable, worried and insecure. He was always in charge of his emotions.
Fuck.
Well, he figured it was better if he didn’t really try too hard to make it look like he didn’t try too hard. Kouyou would know anyway.
He dug in his drawers and found a pair of his favorite skinny jeans that had rips and patches up the front of them. They showed off the length of his legs and the thickness of his thighs. He pulled on a tight, shaggy t-shirt that showed off his chest. Accessories were easy - a hat, glasses, a necklace, and then he saw the time, panicked a little and gathered his things. He threw on a short sleeved jacket, shoved his feet into boots and headed out.
When Changmin arrived at the café, his heart was about to burst out of his chest. And then he saw Kouyou and his heart more or less stopped. He was sitting at a corner table wearing a deep v white t-shirt and a plain black jacket. Black glasses sat on his face. His hair stylishly framed his face.
A steaming cup of coffee sat in front him in an oversized red mug, and he tapped a lighter on his fingers in a steady beat.
Changmin licked his lips, made his legs move and walked across the café. Their eyes met and Kouyou smiled and Changmin’s heart rate sped up. Instead of sitting in the chair like a normal person would, Changmin slid in next to him, pushing him into the corner. It was so easy to press their lips together, and Kouyou smiled against his mouth.
“Well, hello to you, too,” Kouyou whispered.
Changmin felt his cheeks flush and pulled away. “Hi.”
Kouyou chuckled and cupped the back of Changmin’s neck and forced their lips together again. Changmin put one arm along the back of the bench and Kouyou leaned his head on it. Changmin’s other hand fell to Kouyou’s stomach, and around his waist, hitching him closer. One of Kouyou’s legs draped over his lap and Changmin slid his hand up his chest until he was playing with the silver necklace that lay against his exposed skin.
The kiss went on a lot longer than a kiss in the middle of the café should have. Kouyou’s fingers gripped his thigh, catching on the rips.
“I like these jeans,” he said.
Changmin forced himself to swallow and separate their lips enough to gasp out a thanks.
Kouyou smiled and then shoved him, sliding him over the bench. “Didn’t you come here for coffee?”
“Coffee, what is coffee?”
Kouyou laughed. “Jaejoong’s right. You’re such a sweet talker. Go get your coffee.”
Changmin frowned.
“If you don’t get off this bench in the next three seconds I’m going to start riding your dick and get us both arrested.”
Changmin laughed, leaned forward for one more quick kiss and then did as he was told and went to order coffee. His pants were much tighter than when he put them on. The barista looked at his crotch and blushed and Changmin smirked. If he didn’t have someone even more beautiful waiting for him, he probably would have slipped her his number.
After ordering a latte, he went back to the table. The waitress said she’d bring it to him when it was finished.
Again, he sat next to Kouyou and put his arm around him. He was more than happy to start up that kiss again, but Kouyou lifted his coffee to his lips and took a sip.
“Lucky coffee mug,” Changmin muttered.
Kouyou chuckled and licked his lips free of the moisture, turning the pink skin dark.
“Fuck.” Changmin leaned in for a kiss and Kouyou put his hand on Changmin’s chest and leaned away from it.
“Stop it. You saw me and devoured my mouth yesterday.”
“But that was yesterday.”
“You do know your lines won’t work on me, right?”
“Then how do I tell you that I never want to stop kissing you without it sounding like a line?”
“Coming from your mouth, I don’t think that’s possible.”
Changmin pouted and pulled away from him. He sat straight, stretched his legs out and folded his arms. “Not fair.”
Kouyou smiled and turned his upper body to him, pressing his chest against Changmin’s arm. “Now that pout. That’s what’s not fair. Kiss me.”
Changmin turned his head and their lips just barely brushed.
The waitress set his cup down on the table, and Changmin jumped, because he had forgotten where he was. She stammered an apology.
Kouyou chuckled and resettled against the bench away from Changmin.
Changmin lifted his coffee up for a drink.
“Are you going to purposely get foam on your lips so I’ll kiss them clean?”
Changmin almost spit out the hot liquid, but swallowed, coughed and said, “Stop ruining my moves.”
Kouyou laughed and leaned into him, coffee cup cradled in his hands. “So tell me about your day.”
Changmin tilted his head in confusion and then decided that he did not mind talking to this man about the mundane issues of his life. He put his arm around Kouyou’s shoulders, pulled him into a half embrace and started talking. He told him about the meeting he had with the advertising team, and some of their ideas for the headphones. He told him about the irritation that was his calculus class and then the even greater irritation that was his English class, which took him to his business paper which was about dealing with people in the United States that had a tendency to be pushy and rude.
“How many classes are you taking?” Kouyou asked suddenly.
“Five. Business, Calculus, English, Human Sexuality and Anatomy.”
“Shit. And you work for your father? And you’re working for JaeChun. God, how do you do it?”
“I’m smart.”
“And humble.”
“And horny.”
Kouyou laughed. “I can take care of that for you if you have time.”
Changmin looked up at the clock across the café. It was almost six. He sighed and his fingers played with the ends of Kouyou’s hair. “Time went by way too fast.”
“Yeah, it always seems to do that. Come on. I’ll buy you dinner.” Kouyou shoved Changmin with hands on his hip and Changmin slid over and stood up. He wasn’t surprised when hands cupped his ass. He smiled down at Kouyou and stole a kiss before standing up straight. Kouyou stood up, and it was just as easy to take his hand as everything else had been.
He only held Changmin’s hand for as long as it took to step out of the café, and then he lit a cigarette. After a drag, he held out his hand again, and then offered the cigarette to Changmin. He took Kouyou’s hand, but not the smoke. They walked down the road in silence. It was slightly awkward, but comfortable all at the same time. Changmin saw himself walking this way with Kouyou for a long time.
“You know,” Changmin said and cleared his throat. “There’s probably going to be food at this party.”
“Yeah.”
“And it would be rude if I ate dinner right now.”
“Very rude.”
Changmin smiled and led Kouyou through campus. He saw a few of his friends and said hello, but he didn’t want to stick around and chat. Nervousness bubbled in his chest as he took Kouyou upstairs. Ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous. He’d already seen Kouyou naked, already had his fingers and his cock in Kouyou’s ass. Why did it feel like their first time for everything?
With shaking hands, Changmin unlocked the door to his dorm room. He held it open and let Kouyou in before him. They kicked off their shoes, and then Kouyou’s arms slipped around his waist, under his jacket and their lips met in a soft kiss.
“Relax,” he whispered.
“I can’t,” Changmin confessed, cheeks heating.
“We have done this before.”
“I know, but it’s …” Changmin bit his lower lip and turned his head away. Kouyou probably thought this was nothing more than an early evening fuck. He’d probably laugh at Changmin if he knew how emotionally conflicted he was.
Kouyou kissed his cheek and then licked his earlobe before tugging on it with his lips.
Changmin’s eyes shut and he sighed, tilting his head.
“We don’t have to do anything if you don’t feel comfortable,” Kouyou said, lips against his neck.
Changmin swallowed. Voice rough with emotion he met Kouyou’s eyes and said, “That’s part of the problem. I’ve never felt this comfortable with someone before.”
Kouyou smiled and kissed him. “It is rather alarming, isn’t it?”
Changmin nodded.
Kouyou pulled him away from the door and to his bed. He sat down and Changmin leaned over him, lips meeting again. Kouyou slipped his hands under Changmin’s jacket, and he shrugged it off, and Kouyou pulled off his own.
“I don’t have time to worship you,” Changmin said, pushing Kouyou’s back to the bed.
Kouyou smirked. “Don’t need worship right now. Just need you.”
Changmin’s eyes shut and he moaned, their lips met again and Kouyou pulled him down on top of him. They rolled over the bed, around each other, hands searching for skin. Their clothes fell off, and Kouyou peeled Changmin’s jeans down. He licked his lips at the distinct lack of underwear.
“Condom?” Kouyou whispered.
Changmin pointed to his dresser.
Kouyou pressed a kiss to his lips and then rolled up and off the bed. Changmin watched through half-shut eyes as Kouyou finished stripping. He did the same, pulling his t-shirt over his head.
Kouyou came back to the bed with condom and lube.
“You have a lot of condoms.”
Changmin smiled. “I use a lot of condoms.”
Kouyou crawled over him, licking wet stripes on his thighs and his stomach.
Changmin whimpered, tangled a hand in Kouyou’s long hair and yanked him up for a kiss. Kouyou chuckled and obliged, nipping at Changmin’s lips. Teasing, entrancing.
With a sigh, Changmin’s eyes shut and he lifted his hips, pushing his body against Kouyou’s. “No time. God, I want more time with you.”
Kouyou hummed in agreement and then pushed up. He straddled Changmin’s thighs and while he ripped open the condom, Changmin ran his hands up and down Kouyou’s slim chest and stomach. His dick was so hard, but the usual I NEED TO GET OFF was missing. He wanted to be inside Kouyou, but that was all. Just inside, connected, and never away again.
Kouyou ever so slowly slipped the condom over Changmin’s cock, pulling a long moan from Changmin’s throat. His cock pulsed and twitched in Kouyou’s hand.
“Please, Kou-ah, please.”
Kouyou leaned over him and kissed him, needy and warm. Lips molding, mouths moving as one. A firm hand suddenly gripped his erection, and then the head was pressed against Kouyou’s entrance. Changmin moaned, lifted his hips and Kouyou pressed down, and Changmin slipped inside his unprepared body. Their lips broke apart with a mutual moan, and then Kouyou lowered himself, finished taking Changmin in deep, sitting on his body.
Changmin gripped Kouyou’s hips tightly, eyes shut, mouth open.
The beauty moved, rolled his hips back and down, and Changmin whimpered from the drag. He bent his knees and met Kouyou’s downward thrusts. Moans echoed in the room, Kouyou’s fingers gripped Changmin’s chest. His thighs quivered from the strain.
Changmin was unable to do anything else, just hold on for the ride as Kouyou took what he wanted. Changmin didn’t mind. His entrance was so tight, clenching and pulsating around his cock. Lust churned low in his stomach and his skin tingled. His orgasm rushed through him, one moment at bay, and the next ready to explode. It all happened so much faster than he wanted.
“Fuck, Kou, I’m …”
Kouyou chuckled and their lips met again just as Changmin came. He moaned, bit down and shuddered through his release. Kouyou moved a little faster, flinging himself up and down Changmin’s sensitive cock. As soon as his brain cleared enough, he reached between them and curled his shaking hand around Kouyou’s erection.
Kouyou sighed through their kiss and Changmin used his other hand to play with Kouyou’s nipples.
“Too good. Too …” Warmth splattered on Changmin’s chest, and then Kouyou fell on top of him, back heaving with deep breaths.
Changmin grunted from the weight, but wrapped his arms around Kouyou’s shuddering body. His breathing steadied and his body relaxed, and Changmin fought of the urge to just close his eyes for a little while.
“Kou-ah, I have to get up.”
Kouyou shook his head. “Five more seconds.”
Changmin chuckled and kissed Kouyou’s shoulder. He ran his hands up and down Kouyou’s sweaty back and tangled his hands in his hair. His head lifted, and they kissed again. Changmin moaned as Kouyou rolled his hips.
“We need a round two.”
Changmin nodded. “But later. I … fuck, Kouyou, stop it.”
Kouyou smiled and stilled. “Later? What does that mean?”
“Do you have to be anywhere tonight?”
“Nope.”
“Wait for me?”
Kouyou sat up, eyes shutting as Changmin’s cock shifted around inside him. He pushed hair out of his eyes. “Are you asking me to stay over?”
“Yes. Please.”
Kouyou laughed. “You’re like a kid asking for a toy.”
Changmin frowned and touched his cheek. “I don’t think you’re a toy.”
Kouyou smiled and kissed Changmin’s palm. “I know.” He slowly lifted his hips and just before Changmin fell out of him, Changmin thrust up. They both moaned again and Kouyou shook his head.
“Go get ready. You’ll be late.”
Changmin sighed, and this time, when Kouyou moved, Changmin let him go. He took a steadying breath and then rolled up and out of the bed. His knees shook.
“You’re gorgeous.”
Changmin smirked over his shoulder. Kouyou was lounging on the bed, running fingers through the mess on his stomach. “So are you, darling.”
Changmin slipped into the bathroom before he could look too long, because looking at Kouyou like that meant he’d be crawling back in bed with him. He tied off the condom and tossed it into his trash and took a shower. Kouyou was right. He was going to be late. He shaved and fixed his hair into a curly mess on his head, and then went back to his bedroom. He froze and stared at Kouyou’s naked body moving through his dorm room. But he must have whimpered or something, because Kouyou turned and smiled at him.
“I picked out your clothes,” Kouyou said. “You don’t have many options for a party at Lee SooMan’s house.”
“I know, but you made a good choice.”
Kouyou had laid out a burgundy shirt, black dress pants and a gray sport coat. Changmin slipped on a pair of boxerbriefs, and a black tank top for under the shirt. He slipped the silk over his shoulders and Kouyou’s hands fastened the buttons.
Changmin ducked his head and stole a kiss, and for the first time, Kouyou’s cheeks went pink. Too tempting. Changmin cupped his cheeks and kissed him properly, shirt still half unbuttoned. Kouyou melted in his arms and wrapped his around Changmin’s waist, cupping his ass.
“Fuck, Minnie, no time.”
“Always time for a kiss,” Changmin countered.
“But I want more than a kiss.”
“No time for that.”
Kouyou pouted and pulled away. “Stop it.”
“Put some clothes on and then I might be able to control myself.”
“I love making you lose control.” Kouyou finished buttoning his shirt, and then he told Changmin to hold still. He went behind him and messed with the fabric, looking at Changmin’s reflection in the mirror. After a moment, he was done and the shirt clung to Changmin’s body like it never had before, stretched across his chest, showing how tiny his waist was. He turned and saw that Kouyou had pinned the extra fabric back.
“Just don’t take off your sport coat,” he said with a smile and held it out.
Changmin slipped it on. He added a watch and a belt and a necklace.
A horn honked outside.
With a frown, he glanced out his window. “Fuck. I have to go.”
“Technically it’s only seven twenty eight,” Kouyou said, moving in next to him. His hands slipped under the sport coat.
Changmin smiled gave Kouyou the kiss he wanted and ended up leaving his dorm ten minutes later.
He apologized to the driver and then settled in the backseat. His phone vibrated in his pocket and he took it out.
KouKou - Miss you already
Changmin smiled and sent back a heart.
Part 19: Sexual Harassment
Part 17: Conflicts of Interest
Part 16: Leave Personal Problems at the Door
Part 15: Break Time
Part 14: Consolidating and Restructuring
Part 13: Strictly Professional
Part 12: Letter of Resignation
Part 11: Business Meeting
Part 10: Inter-Office Romance | Part 9: Background Check | Part 8: Hands On Training | Part 7: Strengthening Employee Relationships | Part 6: Shitty Customers | Part 5: Office Politics | Part 4: The Office Sluts | Part 3: A Trip to the Office | Part 2: A Few More Questions | Part 1: The Job Interview
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Pairing: Various but will include Changmin/Jaejoong, Changmin/Yoochun, Changmin/Jaejoong/Yoochun, Junsu/Junho, Kouyou/Changmin, Hangeng/Jungmo/Heechul ... lots and lots
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If they were really escorts, I would buy them for a night, and then I would own them, but ... yeah, I don't now.
Summary: Shim Changmin is the son of a wealthy business man. He's working his way through college. When a paper for his Human Sexuality class is assigned, he decides he wants to do something that no other student has done before. But what seems like an easy project turns into a emotional battle to decide what is most important.
Poster credit goes to ponyboy!!!
Warnings: Incest (Junsu/Junho)
Pairings this chapter: Changmin/Kouyou
Part 18: Morale Boosting Activities
On Saturday afternoon, Changmin sat in the library, pouring over his Calculus textbook. He had a test on Wednesday that he had forgotten about. He sighed. The things he did for a good grade. With his senses aware of the time, he took notes and did review problems of differentials and tangents and other such nonsense until it was ingrained in his memory.
His phone vibrated on the table.
KouKou - I hear you’ll be at the party tonight, but on the other side of the wall.
KouKou - Hangeng, Jungmo and Kibum are performing. Dare you to not get a hard on.
Changmin bit his lip against laughter, and sent back. Too late.
KouKou - Do I get to see you before then?
Changmin’s heart fluttered and his breath caught. Kouyou wanted to see him? They had seen each other at the office just the night before. Changmin didn’t know how to reply to that message.
After a full three minutes of staring at the message, his phone beeped again.
KouKou - Or not
Changmin hastily wrote back. Sorry. I’m at the library trying to study. I have to be ready to go by 7:30 and I have a calculus test on Wednesday, my father’s proposal for this advertising shit on Monday and a short two page essay on Monday for my business class. And a detailed outline for this escort paper is due on Tuesday.
Changmin was typing his next message when Kouyou texted back.
KouKou -Ouch.
KouKou - I won’t bother you then.
Changmin erased what he had written and replied, You are definitely not a bother. Trust me, if I could ditch this shit and come hang out with you all afternoon, I would
Changmin’s finger hovered over the send button for a moment and then he sent it quickly.
KouKou - ♥♥
Changmin smiled widely, chest tight, and sent back a smiley face. But of course, after that, Changmin couldn’t concentrate on Calculus at all. He caught himself doodling in the margins of his notebook and when one of them ended up being a heart, his face met the desk and he moaned.
God damn it.
After another thirty minutes, Changmin gave up on Calculus. The test wasn’t until Wednesday anyway. He pulled out his laptop and forced himself to write up an outline for the Human Sexuality paper. He’d already handed in a fake one that showed he was going to do it on sexually transmitted diseases. But with all the tasks he had to do, he could no longer play the farce and do double the work. He’d have to find more research soon.
But he’d get nothing done if he couldn’t fucking STOP thinking about Kouyou.
Then again, being distracted because he was with Kouyou was better than being distracted because he was thinking of Kouyou.
Changmin gathered up his books, and headed out of the library. It was only three. It would be okay to take a break, right? Get some coffee.
Minnie - Changed my mind. You busy?
KouKou - Nope. What’s up?
Minnie - I need coffee.
KouKou - :D okay
Changmin texted Kouyou the address of a coffee shop near his dorm, and Kouyou said he’d be there in a half hour. That was plenty of time for Changmin to change. Not that Kouyou hadn’t seen him in sweats and a hoody before, but …
This felt like a date.
That’s why Changmin was so flustered.
It was a date.
A small meet for coffee, only a an hour long date … but it was still a date, and Changmin had no idea when the last time was that he went on a real date.
Changmin ran up the stairs to his dorm room. He threw his bag on his bed and stripped, mind running through the clothes he had here so it wouldn’t look like he dressed up.
God, Changmin hated this feeling. Uncomfortable, worried, unsure. Insecure. It was one of the reasons why he avoided dating. But damn it, this was different. Most of the time when he went on dates, he was more annoyed at the guy/girl for being uncomfortable, worried and insecure. He was always in charge of his emotions.
Fuck.
Well, he figured it was better if he didn’t really try too hard to make it look like he didn’t try too hard. Kouyou would know anyway.
He dug in his drawers and found a pair of his favorite skinny jeans that had rips and patches up the front of them. They showed off the length of his legs and the thickness of his thighs. He pulled on a tight, shaggy t-shirt that showed off his chest. Accessories were easy - a hat, glasses, a necklace, and then he saw the time, panicked a little and gathered his things. He threw on a short sleeved jacket, shoved his feet into boots and headed out.
When Changmin arrived at the café, his heart was about to burst out of his chest. And then he saw Kouyou and his heart more or less stopped. He was sitting at a corner table wearing a deep v white t-shirt and a plain black jacket. Black glasses sat on his face. His hair stylishly framed his face.
A steaming cup of coffee sat in front him in an oversized red mug, and he tapped a lighter on his fingers in a steady beat.
Changmin licked his lips, made his legs move and walked across the café. Their eyes met and Kouyou smiled and Changmin’s heart rate sped up. Instead of sitting in the chair like a normal person would, Changmin slid in next to him, pushing him into the corner. It was so easy to press their lips together, and Kouyou smiled against his mouth.
“Well, hello to you, too,” Kouyou whispered.
Changmin felt his cheeks flush and pulled away. “Hi.”
Kouyou chuckled and cupped the back of Changmin’s neck and forced their lips together again. Changmin put one arm along the back of the bench and Kouyou leaned his head on it. Changmin’s other hand fell to Kouyou’s stomach, and around his waist, hitching him closer. One of Kouyou’s legs draped over his lap and Changmin slid his hand up his chest until he was playing with the silver necklace that lay against his exposed skin.
The kiss went on a lot longer than a kiss in the middle of the café should have. Kouyou’s fingers gripped his thigh, catching on the rips.
“I like these jeans,” he said.
Changmin forced himself to swallow and separate their lips enough to gasp out a thanks.
Kouyou smiled and then shoved him, sliding him over the bench. “Didn’t you come here for coffee?”
“Coffee, what is coffee?”
Kouyou laughed. “Jaejoong’s right. You’re such a sweet talker. Go get your coffee.”
Changmin frowned.
“If you don’t get off this bench in the next three seconds I’m going to start riding your dick and get us both arrested.”
Changmin laughed, leaned forward for one more quick kiss and then did as he was told and went to order coffee. His pants were much tighter than when he put them on. The barista looked at his crotch and blushed and Changmin smirked. If he didn’t have someone even more beautiful waiting for him, he probably would have slipped her his number.
After ordering a latte, he went back to the table. The waitress said she’d bring it to him when it was finished.
Again, he sat next to Kouyou and put his arm around him. He was more than happy to start up that kiss again, but Kouyou lifted his coffee to his lips and took a sip.
“Lucky coffee mug,” Changmin muttered.
Kouyou chuckled and licked his lips free of the moisture, turning the pink skin dark.
“Fuck.” Changmin leaned in for a kiss and Kouyou put his hand on Changmin’s chest and leaned away from it.
“Stop it. You saw me and devoured my mouth yesterday.”
“But that was yesterday.”
“You do know your lines won’t work on me, right?”
“Then how do I tell you that I never want to stop kissing you without it sounding like a line?”
“Coming from your mouth, I don’t think that’s possible.”
Changmin pouted and pulled away from him. He sat straight, stretched his legs out and folded his arms. “Not fair.”
Kouyou smiled and turned his upper body to him, pressing his chest against Changmin’s arm. “Now that pout. That’s what’s not fair. Kiss me.”
Changmin turned his head and their lips just barely brushed.
The waitress set his cup down on the table, and Changmin jumped, because he had forgotten where he was. She stammered an apology.
Kouyou chuckled and resettled against the bench away from Changmin.
Changmin lifted his coffee up for a drink.
“Are you going to purposely get foam on your lips so I’ll kiss them clean?”
Changmin almost spit out the hot liquid, but swallowed, coughed and said, “Stop ruining my moves.”
Kouyou laughed and leaned into him, coffee cup cradled in his hands. “So tell me about your day.”
Changmin tilted his head in confusion and then decided that he did not mind talking to this man about the mundane issues of his life. He put his arm around Kouyou’s shoulders, pulled him into a half embrace and started talking. He told him about the meeting he had with the advertising team, and some of their ideas for the headphones. He told him about the irritation that was his calculus class and then the even greater irritation that was his English class, which took him to his business paper which was about dealing with people in the United States that had a tendency to be pushy and rude.
“How many classes are you taking?” Kouyou asked suddenly.
“Five. Business, Calculus, English, Human Sexuality and Anatomy.”
“Shit. And you work for your father? And you’re working for JaeChun. God, how do you do it?”
“I’m smart.”
“And humble.”
“And horny.”
Kouyou laughed. “I can take care of that for you if you have time.”
Changmin looked up at the clock across the café. It was almost six. He sighed and his fingers played with the ends of Kouyou’s hair. “Time went by way too fast.”
“Yeah, it always seems to do that. Come on. I’ll buy you dinner.” Kouyou shoved Changmin with hands on his hip and Changmin slid over and stood up. He wasn’t surprised when hands cupped his ass. He smiled down at Kouyou and stole a kiss before standing up straight. Kouyou stood up, and it was just as easy to take his hand as everything else had been.
He only held Changmin’s hand for as long as it took to step out of the café, and then he lit a cigarette. After a drag, he held out his hand again, and then offered the cigarette to Changmin. He took Kouyou’s hand, but not the smoke. They walked down the road in silence. It was slightly awkward, but comfortable all at the same time. Changmin saw himself walking this way with Kouyou for a long time.
“You know,” Changmin said and cleared his throat. “There’s probably going to be food at this party.”
“Yeah.”
“And it would be rude if I ate dinner right now.”
“Very rude.”
Changmin smiled and led Kouyou through campus. He saw a few of his friends and said hello, but he didn’t want to stick around and chat. Nervousness bubbled in his chest as he took Kouyou upstairs. Ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous. He’d already seen Kouyou naked, already had his fingers and his cock in Kouyou’s ass. Why did it feel like their first time for everything?
With shaking hands, Changmin unlocked the door to his dorm room. He held it open and let Kouyou in before him. They kicked off their shoes, and then Kouyou’s arms slipped around his waist, under his jacket and their lips met in a soft kiss.
“Relax,” he whispered.
“I can’t,” Changmin confessed, cheeks heating.
“We have done this before.”
“I know, but it’s …” Changmin bit his lower lip and turned his head away. Kouyou probably thought this was nothing more than an early evening fuck. He’d probably laugh at Changmin if he knew how emotionally conflicted he was.
Kouyou kissed his cheek and then licked his earlobe before tugging on it with his lips.
Changmin’s eyes shut and he sighed, tilting his head.
“We don’t have to do anything if you don’t feel comfortable,” Kouyou said, lips against his neck.
Changmin swallowed. Voice rough with emotion he met Kouyou’s eyes and said, “That’s part of the problem. I’ve never felt this comfortable with someone before.”
Kouyou smiled and kissed him. “It is rather alarming, isn’t it?”
Changmin nodded.
Kouyou pulled him away from the door and to his bed. He sat down and Changmin leaned over him, lips meeting again. Kouyou slipped his hands under Changmin’s jacket, and he shrugged it off, and Kouyou pulled off his own.
“I don’t have time to worship you,” Changmin said, pushing Kouyou’s back to the bed.
Kouyou smirked. “Don’t need worship right now. Just need you.”
Changmin’s eyes shut and he moaned, their lips met again and Kouyou pulled him down on top of him. They rolled over the bed, around each other, hands searching for skin. Their clothes fell off, and Kouyou peeled Changmin’s jeans down. He licked his lips at the distinct lack of underwear.
“Condom?” Kouyou whispered.
Changmin pointed to his dresser.
Kouyou pressed a kiss to his lips and then rolled up and off the bed. Changmin watched through half-shut eyes as Kouyou finished stripping. He did the same, pulling his t-shirt over his head.
Kouyou came back to the bed with condom and lube.
“You have a lot of condoms.”
Changmin smiled. “I use a lot of condoms.”
Kouyou crawled over him, licking wet stripes on his thighs and his stomach.
Changmin whimpered, tangled a hand in Kouyou’s long hair and yanked him up for a kiss. Kouyou chuckled and obliged, nipping at Changmin’s lips. Teasing, entrancing.
With a sigh, Changmin’s eyes shut and he lifted his hips, pushing his body against Kouyou’s. “No time. God, I want more time with you.”
Kouyou hummed in agreement and then pushed up. He straddled Changmin’s thighs and while he ripped open the condom, Changmin ran his hands up and down Kouyou’s slim chest and stomach. His dick was so hard, but the usual I NEED TO GET OFF was missing. He wanted to be inside Kouyou, but that was all. Just inside, connected, and never away again.
Kouyou ever so slowly slipped the condom over Changmin’s cock, pulling a long moan from Changmin’s throat. His cock pulsed and twitched in Kouyou’s hand.
“Please, Kou-ah, please.”
Kouyou leaned over him and kissed him, needy and warm. Lips molding, mouths moving as one. A firm hand suddenly gripped his erection, and then the head was pressed against Kouyou’s entrance. Changmin moaned, lifted his hips and Kouyou pressed down, and Changmin slipped inside his unprepared body. Their lips broke apart with a mutual moan, and then Kouyou lowered himself, finished taking Changmin in deep, sitting on his body.
Changmin gripped Kouyou’s hips tightly, eyes shut, mouth open.
The beauty moved, rolled his hips back and down, and Changmin whimpered from the drag. He bent his knees and met Kouyou’s downward thrusts. Moans echoed in the room, Kouyou’s fingers gripped Changmin’s chest. His thighs quivered from the strain.
Changmin was unable to do anything else, just hold on for the ride as Kouyou took what he wanted. Changmin didn’t mind. His entrance was so tight, clenching and pulsating around his cock. Lust churned low in his stomach and his skin tingled. His orgasm rushed through him, one moment at bay, and the next ready to explode. It all happened so much faster than he wanted.
“Fuck, Kou, I’m …”
Kouyou chuckled and their lips met again just as Changmin came. He moaned, bit down and shuddered through his release. Kouyou moved a little faster, flinging himself up and down Changmin’s sensitive cock. As soon as his brain cleared enough, he reached between them and curled his shaking hand around Kouyou’s erection.
Kouyou sighed through their kiss and Changmin used his other hand to play with Kouyou’s nipples.
“Too good. Too …” Warmth splattered on Changmin’s chest, and then Kouyou fell on top of him, back heaving with deep breaths.
Changmin grunted from the weight, but wrapped his arms around Kouyou’s shuddering body. His breathing steadied and his body relaxed, and Changmin fought of the urge to just close his eyes for a little while.
“Kou-ah, I have to get up.”
Kouyou shook his head. “Five more seconds.”
Changmin chuckled and kissed Kouyou’s shoulder. He ran his hands up and down Kouyou’s sweaty back and tangled his hands in his hair. His head lifted, and they kissed again. Changmin moaned as Kouyou rolled his hips.
“We need a round two.”
Changmin nodded. “But later. I … fuck, Kouyou, stop it.”
Kouyou smiled and stilled. “Later? What does that mean?”
“Do you have to be anywhere tonight?”
“Nope.”
“Wait for me?”
Kouyou sat up, eyes shutting as Changmin’s cock shifted around inside him. He pushed hair out of his eyes. “Are you asking me to stay over?”
“Yes. Please.”
Kouyou laughed. “You’re like a kid asking for a toy.”
Changmin frowned and touched his cheek. “I don’t think you’re a toy.”
Kouyou smiled and kissed Changmin’s palm. “I know.” He slowly lifted his hips and just before Changmin fell out of him, Changmin thrust up. They both moaned again and Kouyou shook his head.
“Go get ready. You’ll be late.”
Changmin sighed, and this time, when Kouyou moved, Changmin let him go. He took a steadying breath and then rolled up and out of the bed. His knees shook.
“You’re gorgeous.”
Changmin smirked over his shoulder. Kouyou was lounging on the bed, running fingers through the mess on his stomach. “So are you, darling.”
Changmin slipped into the bathroom before he could look too long, because looking at Kouyou like that meant he’d be crawling back in bed with him. He tied off the condom and tossed it into his trash and took a shower. Kouyou was right. He was going to be late. He shaved and fixed his hair into a curly mess on his head, and then went back to his bedroom. He froze and stared at Kouyou’s naked body moving through his dorm room. But he must have whimpered or something, because Kouyou turned and smiled at him.
“I picked out your clothes,” Kouyou said. “You don’t have many options for a party at Lee SooMan’s house.”
“I know, but you made a good choice.”
Kouyou had laid out a burgundy shirt, black dress pants and a gray sport coat. Changmin slipped on a pair of boxerbriefs, and a black tank top for under the shirt. He slipped the silk over his shoulders and Kouyou’s hands fastened the buttons.
Changmin ducked his head and stole a kiss, and for the first time, Kouyou’s cheeks went pink. Too tempting. Changmin cupped his cheeks and kissed him properly, shirt still half unbuttoned. Kouyou melted in his arms and wrapped his around Changmin’s waist, cupping his ass.
“Fuck, Minnie, no time.”
“Always time for a kiss,” Changmin countered.
“But I want more than a kiss.”
“No time for that.”
Kouyou pouted and pulled away. “Stop it.”
“Put some clothes on and then I might be able to control myself.”
“I love making you lose control.” Kouyou finished buttoning his shirt, and then he told Changmin to hold still. He went behind him and messed with the fabric, looking at Changmin’s reflection in the mirror. After a moment, he was done and the shirt clung to Changmin’s body like it never had before, stretched across his chest, showing how tiny his waist was. He turned and saw that Kouyou had pinned the extra fabric back.
“Just don’t take off your sport coat,” he said with a smile and held it out.
Changmin slipped it on. He added a watch and a belt and a necklace.
A horn honked outside.
With a frown, he glanced out his window. “Fuck. I have to go.”
“Technically it’s only seven twenty eight,” Kouyou said, moving in next to him. His hands slipped under the sport coat.
Changmin smiled gave Kouyou the kiss he wanted and ended up leaving his dorm ten minutes later.
He apologized to the driver and then settled in the backseat. His phone vibrated in his pocket and he took it out.
KouKou - Miss you already
Changmin smiled and sent back a heart.
Part 19: Sexual Harassment
Part 17: Conflicts of Interest
Part 16: Leave Personal Problems at the Door
Part 15: Break Time
Part 14: Consolidating and Restructuring
Part 13: Strictly Professional
Part 12: Letter of Resignation
Part 11: Business Meeting
Part 10: Inter-Office Romance | Part 9: Background Check | Part 8: Hands On Training | Part 7: Strengthening Employee Relationships | Part 6: Shitty Customers | Part 5: Office Politics | Part 4: The Office Sluts | Part 3: A Trip to the Office | Part 2: A Few More Questions | Part 1: The Job Interview
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