Naughty Naughty 5/5
Title: Naughty Naughty 5/5
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd discipline Jaejoong ... hard, and rough, and over and over again.
Summary: Jaejoong has been sent to yet another foster house. Yunho is barely old enough to be his father. But what Jaejoong wants, Jaejoong gets.
Warnings: light bondage, underage sex (Jaejoong is 16, Yunho is 38)
A/N: this fic is for MY JULES!!!! julili I LOVE YOU MY DARLING!!!!!!
Morning came too soon, and Yunho woke up alone. He lay in bed for a moment, listening to the two boys laugh in the other room. He didn't get out of bed until he smelled coffee.
Jae wouldn't meet his eyes when he entered the room. He sat between them, leaned over and kissed Yoochun's cheek and then draped an arm around Jaejoong while sipping at his coffee.
"I'm tired," he said. "Feed me."
Yoochun laughed, but Jae didn't move. Yunho turned his attention to Yoochun and grinned. He obviously knew something was wrong, but he held up some fruit for Yunho to eat. They ate breakfast quietly with Yoochun playing and laughing as he dropped food on Yunho's body and eating it off.
Jae suddenly stood up and went in the bathroom without saying anything.
"What's wrong?" Yoochun asked as the shower started.
"We had a talk. I sort of know why he's upset. I figure he told you."
Yoochun shrugged. "No, but he will."
"Are you okay alone for a few minutes?"
Yoochun smiled and blushed when he said, "Make it up to me later."
Yunho smiled. He cupped Yoochun’s face in his hands and kissed him slowly, tongues barely touching. When he pulled away, Yoochun was breathless. “I will more than make it up to you.”
Yunho stood up and joined Jae in the bathroom. The door was not locked. Yunho slipped in and took off his boxers. Jae was in the shower, unmoving. His arms were bent on the shower wall, his face buried in the crook of his elbow. He didn't protest when Yunho opened the door, but he flinched when Yunho wrapped his arms around his tiny waist. Yunho laid his head on Jae's neck. Water pounded on their shoulders, mist forming from the heat.
"I used to shower with too hot water just to see if I could burn my thoughts away," Jae said so quietly that Yunho barely heard him.
Jae turned in his arms and kissed him, desperate, needy. Yunho's hands slid down his back and cupped his ass. Jae hooked a leg around Yunho's hip, and Yunho lifted and both of Jae's legs latched around his waist. Jae leaned back, pressing shoulders to the shower wall.
"Make it hurt, please."
"No."
Yunho reached for the bottle of conditioner from the rack. He covered his palm with it. He turned them away from the spray so it hit his lower back but wouldn't wash the conditioner away from their bodies. He pressed two fingers into Jae. Jae's legs tightened around him, and he tried to push down on the fingers. Yunho stretched him quickly, not enough, so it would hurt only for a bit, and then he coated his cock with the conditioner.
Jae was whimpering, begging, eyes shut, teeth biting his lower lip.
Yunho positioned his cock and pushed up. Jae pressed his hands on the wall above him and pushed down, crying out when Yunho pushed completely inside him. Yunho adjusted as his feet slipped and then, as soon as he was stable, fucked Jae with short, deep thrusts. With every one, Jae whimpered, cries growing louder as Yunho sped up.
"You're beautiful, Jaejoong. So fucking beautiful."
Jae slid his hand down his chest, gripped his cock and stroked, matching Yunho's pace. Yunho wasn't expecting to come not yet, not so soon, but then Jae whispered his name, so broken, so desperate. Over and over, begging, and Yunho's orgasm crashed through him. Pulsing deep in Jae's body.
Jae cried out, shivering as Yunho kept moving. Yunho kissed him, holding him firm against the wall. He released him with one hand and slapped his hand away, wrapping his own around Jae's cock. He stroked him hard
Jae broke away from the kiss, his head slamming against the tiled wall with a wild cry of Yunho's name.
"Fuck, fuck, Yunho. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love-" He broke off with a gut wrenching sob and his body jerked, covering Yunho's hand and chest with come.
His arms wrapped around Yunho's shoulders and he buried his face in Yunho's neck while their chests rose and fell in heavy breaths. Yunho held him tightly, one arm still around his waist, the other around his back, fingers tangled in his wet hair. Jae kept shivering, so Yunho turned them so Jae was in the spray of warm water.
"I don't care if I'm only sixteen and you don't think I know what I'm talking about," Jae said. "I love you."
They didn't move until the water grew cold. They washed off and rinsed and dried off silently. In the bedroom, Jae threw himself on the bed. He lay on his stomach, face buried in the pillow. Yunho lay next to him for a moment, rubbing a hand up and down his bare back.
"I promised you boogie boarding today," Yunho said.
Jae nodded. "Leave me alone for a minute, please."
Yunho kissed between his shoulder blades. "Okay." Yunho dressed and left the bedroom.
"He okay?" Yoochun asked.
"Maybe." Yunho sat next to Yoochun on the couch. Yoochun snuggled up to him.
"You're watching opera?" Yunho said in amazement.
Yoochun blushed. "I like music," he whispered, "and this is Carmen."
"I can’t say I am culturally influenced. What is it about?"
"A man becoming addicted to a harlot, more or less, and ends up going crazy and killing her."
"Wow. Uplifting."
Yoochun laughed. “The music is good.”
"God," Jae said suddenly, "are you watching Carmen again?" He plopped in their laps, arms around Yoochun’s neck.
"You like it," Yoochun said.
Jae rolled his eyes. "He made me watch it once and the only part I like is at the beginning, the song where Carmen is being a slut." And then he started singing an aria. In Italian.
"Wow." Yunho said. "Your voice is amazing."
Jae immediately stopped singing. "Whatever, lets go swim. I did not come to the beach to watch Georges Bizet. And someone promised me a boogie board."
(a/n: If you're unfamiliar with Carmen, here's the song Jae started singing: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=px36njyCnVM )
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Jae relaxed as the day wore on and he realized that Yunho had no intention of suddenly treating him differently. They hugged and kissed and laughed just as they had yesterday. The boogie boards were a huge hit, and Yunho gave up long before the boys did. Yunho watched them from their beach towels.
At one point, Jae ran over to him, kicking up sand, but only was around long enough to kiss Yunho over and over and say thank you fifty times and then Yoochun called him a wimp and he was back at the water, diving into waves.
There was a derisive scoff next to him, and Yunho looked over at a young couple near him.
“Yes?” he said.
“Do you really think having a relationship with such young boys is okay?” the man asked.
Yunho smiled. “Love obeys no boundaries like age.”
“And two of them? You do know that everyone on the beach is talking about you three.”
Yunho shrugged. “We’re leaving later tonight, so why do we care? We’ve had fun.”
“But they’re so young.”
“They’re eighteen.”
The man scoffed. “Sure they are. I bet you’re in it for the sex.”
His wife shook his arm to get him to shut up.
“No, but the sex is fabulous. Young men like that can have multiple orgasms every single day.”
The man made a face. “That’s wrong.”
“Look, I don’t tell you how you should fuck your wife, don’t tell me how I-“
Jae suddenly sat in his lap and kissed his neck. "Baby," he said sultry soft, "I love you."
Yunho knew Jae had said it to prove a point to the couple, but to stand by their story, he had to say it back. "I love you, darling, where's your other half."
"Lying in the sand, wussed out. He says he almost drown and was sucked under by some type of sea monster, but it was just me and now I’m waiting for-“
“Jaejoong! You asshole! I’m going to kill you!”
“Gotta go,” Jae said, kissed him one more time and then was up and running across the beach. Yunho watched as Jae taunted Yoochun, and then let the other tackle him to the sand. Their laughter carried over to them, and then Jae moaned.
Yunho smiled at the couple and said, “Excuse me. If I don’t stop them, they’re going to be giving the whole beach a very adult rated show.”
Yunho walked over to them, and then kicked sand over them. They broke apart with a cry and glared at him. They exchanged a look, and Yunho smiled and then turned around and took off toward the water. It didn’t take long for them to catch up and suddenly he was tackled under and resurfaced with two giggling teenagers clinging onto his body.
“You said you loved me,” Jae said.
"You manipulated a situation so I would have to."
Jae laughed. “But you still love me."
“What?” Yoochun asked.
"He was defending our relationship to a bunch of bigoted homophobes," Jae said and kissed Yoochun. “And I said I loved him, so to keep up our cover story, he had to say it back.”
Yoochun nodded. “Yep. Manipulative bastard.”
“You both love me.”
Yoochun said yes, but Yunho said nothing. He couldn’t claim that he did, but he couldn’t deny it either.
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They went back to the bungalow early, ate lunch and then fucked all afternoon. The day went by too fast for all of them. After another expensive dinner at a nice restaurant, Yunho said it was time to go.
Jae pouted as Yunho packed up their things. “Do I get a plug in my ass on the way home?”
“No. I can’t fuck you when we get there. Soonli will be home.”
“This sucks. We should have had one more night.”
“You have school, and I’m not letting you miss it to play around on the beach.”
Jae went to the car and pouted some more.
“How are you friends with him?” Yunho asked Yoochun in exasperation.
Yoochun smiled. “I’ve known Jaejoong since before his parents died.” He shrugged. “Yeah, he’s turned into a bit of a prissy, slutty, jack ass, but if you ever get to see him, the real him, with his walls dropped and at his most sincere, then you’ll do everything you can to hang on to him, too.”
Yunho nodded. Remembering last night and that morning in the shower, Yunho suddenly knew what Yoochun meant. He never, ever wanted to let Jaejoong go.
The drive was quiet, and both boys fell asleep. Yunho thought a lot on the drive, of the boy who had to grow up too fast, had to learn to survive too soon, was taken advantage of too often. Yunho had no idea what to do, but sending him back to foster care was not an option.
It was almost one am when they finally arrived home. Yunho roused the two boys, carrying a cuddly Jaejoong up to his bed. Yoochun was only half awake as he dropped into Jaejoong’s bed. Yunho pulled their shoes off and rearranged the blankets around them.
“I want you to stay,” Jae muttered and kissed his cheek.
“I want to, too, but I can’t.”
“I know. I love you.”
Yunho kissed Jae softly on the lips and then did the same to Yoochun, who was completely asleep.
He went back to the hallway and wondered why Soonli wasn’t home. She was supposed to arrive early in the afternoon. He went back to the car and brought in all their things, taking three trips because of the amount of new things Jae and Yoochun now had, not to mention their boogie boards. God, this trip cost him a ton of money, but Yunho knew it was worth it and that he would do it again if he could.
Hungry, he quickly made himself a sandwich, and then turned all the lights off. He was headed up the stairs when car lights flashed through the house. Curious, he went to the front window and looked out.
A car sat in front of his house. The lights off. There were two people inside and based on the glow from the street light, it looked like they were kissing. And then the car door opened, bathing the interior with a bright light, and there were two people kissing. His wife, and someone else.
They climbed from the car. Soonli took a bag from the backseat and the man hugged her and kissed her again.
Yunho wasn’t sure how he felt. Not at all. He wasn’t heartbroken, because, fuck, what exactly had he spent his weekend doing? He was … surprised. Definitely surprised, but not shocked. He wondered how long she’d been seeing the man, or if there were any others. Soonli worked late at least three nights a week.
Yunho had only been unfaithful once before, and he had been on a business trip and very drunk when he woke up next to a naked man who’s name he couldn’t remember and didn’t stick around to find out.
The lock slid. The door clicked open, and then shut very quietly.
Yunho watched his wife remove her shoes and then he moved. Not a lot, but enough for her to catch in the corner of her eyes and she dropped her bag and her eyes went wide and she whispered his name. She didn’t ask if he saw, because he hadn’t rushed to her to kiss her nor had he said anything.
Yunho wondered when it was his time to confess, but he couldn’t. Jae was still too young, and he was going to get into a lot more trouble than just a typical case of adultery. He walked up to her. He raised his hand and she flinched like he was going to slap her, but he touched her cheek. A single tear dripped from the corner of her eye.
“What’s his name?”
She swallowed and stammered, “L-Lee Minho.”
That’s really all Yunho could ask at the moment. He hugged his wife and kissed her head as her body trembled.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I-I’m sorry.”
“Let’s go to bed,” he replied. “I’ve missed you.”
“Yun-“
“It’s really too early, late, whatever to be dealing with this. I’ll think more clearly in the morning.”
He took her hand and led her upstairs. She was gasping a bit, still in a bit of shock. Yunho undressed her, laid her on the bed and made love to his wife. Soonli cried herself to sleep, Yunho didn’t sleep but listened to her breath hitch and jerk in her dreams. When the light out his windows turned gray, he got up and went running. Too tired for it, but he hadn’t for a few days so he pushed himself through three miles.
When he got back home, he could hear a shower running, so he went to the kitchen instead and started making breakfast for the ravenous beasts known as teenage boys who would wake up soon.
“Yunho?” Soonli whispered.
Yunho turned and went to her and kissed her head. “Don’t be too hard on yourself,” he whispered. “We all have secrets.” He released her and went back to the stove.
“What?” she asked.
He shook his head.
“I - I’ve seen the way you look at Jaejoong.” Her voice was still only above a whisper.
“He’s only sixteen,” Yunho said automatically.
“So? He’s attractive, and god, he looks at you like you’re dessert.”
Yunho knew that she knew that he would never lie to her, so instead, he stayed silent.
“So what happens now?”
“I promised Jaejoong that we would not send him back to foster care, but if one of us files for divorce, they’ll take him anyway.”
Silence.
“It’s interesting that he’s the first thing you think of. The first priority.”
They heard Jaejoong’s alarm go off. And then a, “Fuck! I hate school!” shouted through the house.
They both smiled. And then Soonli nodded. “No divorce. Then what? Should I be apartment hunting? Or-”
“Or do we both make a promise we may not be able to keep and we try again?” Yunho asked.
Soonli took a deep breath. “How many are there for you, Yunho?”
Yunho shrugged. “You’re going to be late for work.”
“So?”
Jaejoong came into the kitchen wearing only sweat pants and rubbing his eye. “If one of you doesn’t give me coffee, I’m going to family services and claiming abuse.” He sat hard on the table and put his head down in his arms.
“Yes, your highness,” Yunho said, and received a finger in the air.
Soonli tugged on Jae’s blond hair. “You better die this back to black.”
He said something muffled and Yunho stopped her from asking what. “It’s better that you didn’t understand muffled Jaejoong talk.”
Jae scoffed and said, “Where’s my coffee?” as he sat up.
Yunho set a cup in front of him and before Jae could more than open his mouth to demand it, Yunho gave him the soy milk.
“Now get yourself caffeinated and stop being an asshole.”
Jae stuck his tongue out and said, “Insert joke about you liking assholes here.”
Yunho rolled his eyes and turned back around to finish breakfast.
“Jaejoong,” Soonli said, and Yunho turned around and said, “Don’t.”
“But-“
“Just don’t.”
Soonli nodded.
“Okaaaay,” Jae said looking between both of them. “Something I need to know about?”
Soonli and Yunho stared at each other and then Soonli said, “Later. I have to go to work.” She turned around and left the kitchen.
Yunho turned back to the stove, head lowered, breath harsh. Hands circled his waist. Lips pressed against his shoulder.
“Everything okay?”
“I caught her kissing another man.” He leaned into Jae’s embrace.
Jae was quiet.
“He dropped her off at three this morning, and I watched them say good bye.”
After another moment, Yunho cleared his throat. “Go wake Yoochun up.”
Another press of lips to his skin, and then Jae let go.
Soonli left for work.
Yunho dropped Jae and Yoochun at school before going to work.
The day went on.
That evening, the three of them sat at the kitchen table. Silence.
And then Jae said, "I know I don't have much experience with these things, but when there's a family meeting shouldn't someone be talking?"
Yunho spared him a look and then asked Soonli, "How long?"
"Six years."
"Six? How many?"
"Four. Why do I feel like I'm being interrogated?"
"Sorry," Yunho said.
"What about you?"
"Three."
"And, how long?"
"The first one was eight years ago, the last two a bit more recent."
Her gaze landed on Jaejoong. He met her stare.
"So what do we do now? I doubt you want to live with me, and the house is in my name."
She nodded. "I started looking for apartments today."
They both looked at Jaejoong.
"What?" he asked.
"If he goes with you, he'll have to change schools," Yunho said.
"And what if he stays here? What will happen to him?"
"What does that mean?" Jae demanded.
"It means she wants to know how often I plan on fucking you."
Jae laughed, incredulous, and god, it was good acting. He almost fell out of his chair. "Oh, god woman, seriously? He's good looking, but he's old. Probably can't even keep it up-"
"Jaejoong," Yunho snapped.
Jae held his hands up in submission but he was still smiling.
Yunho met her eyes and they stared at each other. He shook his head. "He won't be uprooted from school and his best friend if he stays here."
"I feel he'd be better with me. What do you want, Jae?" Soonli asked.
"I want to stay with Yunho."
"Why?"
He rolled his eyes. "Um, didn't Yunho just say it? I don't want to change schools. I hate changing schools. And I'm at school with Yoochun."
"It'd be a fresh start with teachers who don't know you."
"So what? My file follows me everywhere. And it's been kinda cool getting praise from teachers who thought I was stupid." He smiled.
"You have done very well." Soonli sighed and looked at Yunho. "This is wrong. He's only sixteen."
Yunho didn't reply.
"I'm not a fucking child," Jae snapped. "I've been through enough shit in my life that I am more grown up than anyone gives me credit for. I've survived, and now that life is finally making sense and I actually get to be a teenager without worrying about where I'm going to be living, you two are going to fuck it all up."
"No, but Jaejoong, do you think what you have with Yunho is alright?"
"What I have with Yunho?" Jae smirked. "He's like my older brother. Is that wrong?"
"I know-"
"That's enough," Yunho said. "I will call your social worker tomorrow and we will go meet with her after school. We are not going to file for divorce if they make you go to someone else. I promised you, Jae, that no matter what, I would not put you back in the system."
Jae nodded, suddenly very serious. He whispered, "Thank you." He looked at the table and said, "You won't hear me say it again, but I'm glad you two took a chance on me." And then he stood up and ran out of the kitchen.
Yunho sat at the table and stared as Soonli a bit longer, then stood up to start dinner.
"It's wrong, Yunho."
"He who is without sin cast the first stone," Yunho said.
Soonli sighed and left the kitchen.
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Soonli slept in the guest room, Yunho didn't sleep. The next day passed slowly. He picked Jaejoong up from school and met Soonli at the family services building.
"Can't say I'm surprised," the social worker said right when they stepped into the office. "What has Jaejoong done this time?"
Jae opened his mouth and Yunho put his hand on his shoulder.
"Sit down."
Jae glowered at the woman as he sat.
"Actually, Jae hasn't done anything wrong," Yunho said. "He's a good kid."
Her eyebrow rose.
"We're actually here because of marital problems, and we want to know what will happen to Jaejoong if we file for a divorce."
To say she was shocked would be an understatement.
"Infidelity can cause an irreparable rift," Yunho said.
Her eyes flicked to Jaejoong.
"What the fuc-" he started.
"Jaejoong," Yunho said.
"It’s not my fault this time!"
"I know," Yunho said. "Calm down. It isn't Jaejoong's fault. He's a good kid."
"Well, in these circumstances, for the sake of the child, they would be removed from a family going through such stress."
"If you put me anywhere else I'm going to be an asshole again." Jae crossed his arms and slouched in the chair.
Yunho glanced at him and Jae stuck his tongue out.
"Jae," Soonli said.
"No. I don't care. I hate this shit, as soon as I have something good and I'm fucking settled in, stupid people get divorced and-"
"At least you didn't cause this one," the social worker said.
Jae scoffed.
"I think since Jaejoong is older, we can pull some strings and allow him to stay with you."
"Yes!"
"But only if you continue to behave."
"I will." "Okay. So what's happening with living arrangements?"
"Soonli is getting an apartment, and Jae-"
"I think Jaejoong should stay with me," Soonli said.
"What?" both Yunho and Jaejoong said, although Jaejoong shouted it.
The social worker crossed her arms.
"I think he'd be better off with me."
"What is this, a custody battle?" Yunho said. "Yesterday we agreed that he'd be staying with me."
Soonli said nothing and only looked at the social worker.
Jae muttered something that sounded like, "Stupid bitch," under his breath.
"Is there a reason for this, if you already agreed?" the social worker asked again. "If you think Jaejoong is in danger or being harmed, you should say so now."
Soonli met Yunho's eyes. She didn't know, she could have all the suspicions she wanted but there was no proof. She smiled, resigned. "No. I'll just miss him."
"Okay. Then that's settled. Again I'm sorry that your marriage has not worked out. We'll miss you two. You've been great foster parents. It's not often that I go a month without adding something to Jaejoong's file."
"My file is what's kept you employed," Jae said with a smirk.
"Jaejoong." Yunho said.
With no other concerns, they left the office and drove home. Yunho went upstairs to change from his suit. When he came back downstairs he could hear Jae and Soonli talking. He paused in the hallway.
"Yunho won't lie to me," she said, "but he won't tell me either."
"Well, shouldn't that be enough for you?"
"I just want to know the truth, Jaejoong."
"The truth is that he loves you, as he's told me many, many times."
"Jae, please."
"What do you want from me, Soonli? Do you want me to tell you I've had Yunho's cock in my mouth almost nightly for the last two weeks, or that he's tied me up and fucked me until I could barely move? Is that going to change things? Is it going to make you feel better, or less guilty about your own indiscretions? No. It won't. You already know anyway, and if I say yes or no or anything, you can use it against Yunho and neither one of us is stupid."
Yunho picked that moment to cone into the kitchen. He shook his head. "I told you not to ask him."
"She thinks I'm stupid," Jae said.
"You're not."
Jae rolled his eyes. "Well, duh."
"I'm going to start packing," Soonli said and quickly left the kitchen.
They waited until her footsteps faded on the stairs, then Yunho kissed him, holding him close.
"I'm glad I get to stay here," Jae muttered. "And not just because of the sex."
Yunho scoffed.
"I'm serious."
"You're going to hate it though."
"Why?"
"Because without Soonli here, you're going to have to do more chores and cook and clean and, there's a chance you might ruin your nails."
Jae chuckled.
Yunho kissed his forehead one more time and said, "Go do your math homework. You have a test on Thursday."
"Can Chunnie come over?"
"Not today."
He opened his mouth to protest and then nodded. "Okay."
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It had been a long week, helping Soonli move, trying to divvy up twelve years of life together.
Friday night, Yunho lay in his bed, feeling half empty, half exhausted. And for the first time, he felt every one of his thirty eight years. He really couldn't move. Didn't much want to. He watched the clock tick away the hours.
At two, his bedroom door opened and shut. Jae climbed into bed with him, and settled against his side, head at his shoulder.
"Mm, better," he muttered, lips on Yunho's skin.
"Much, but don't get used to it."
"Why not?"
Yunho sighed.
Jae propped up to look at him. "Are you going to say something stupid?"
"Not tonight."
Jae frowned. "Maybe it would be better if you said it tonight."
"Maybe." But Yunho stayed quiet.
"This is that 'this isn't going to change things' talk, isn't it?"
Yunho nodded.
Jae sighed and nestled back against him.
"You're still just sixteen, Jaejoong. I’m still almost forty. You need to go to college and you need to start thinking about more than who’s going to fuck your ass."
"You're still good at stating the obvious."
"I know."
"So what do we do? What do you want?"
I want you. "Not good to ask me that when we're both practically naked."
Jae laughed. "You won't resist me long if you say we can't have sex any more."
"Now who's stating the obvious?"
"All I'd have to do is climb in your lap," Jae said, voice dropping as he climbed over Yunho and straddled his waist. "Press my body on yours, rock my hips over your crotch."
Yunho put his hand on Jae's hips and moaned as the kid rocked slowly. "And if you still seemed to be resisting, I would casually mention how I prepped myself about ten minutes ago, thinking of your cock while I fucked myself with my fingers."
"Fuck."
"And then I'd remind you about the A I got on my math test yesterday that I have not been rewarded for."
Yunho shut his eyes, and then said, "When is the part where you take off our clothes?"
"Now?"
"Yes, now would be good."
Jae leaned down and kissed him. "Too easy. You've always been too easy."
Jae lifted his hips high enough that Yunho could push his boxers down. He shifted and kicked them off as Yunho pushed his down. Jae grabbed the hem and tugged them off.
Without warning he took Yunho's cock down his throat.
"Fuck," Yunho shouted and thrust up. He pulled Jae's hair, using it to lift Jae's mouth up and down his cock, thrusting up until Jae's lips met body. Yunho moaned as he sped up. Jae shifted and started stroking his own hard cock.
Yunho pulled roughly on his hair. "Don't," he growled. "Put your hands behind your back."
Jae whimpered but spread his legs a bit for balance and clutched one wrist to hold his hands behind his back.
"Don't move them unless I tell you to."
Yunho fucked his mouth for a long time, long after Jae started whimpering, long after his body started shaking shook. He fucked his mouth until his orgasm was threatening, and then he stopped. He yanked Jae's head up and said, "Turn around."
Jae did with difficulty. Yunho kept one hand in his hair, and he used the other to direct Jaejoong until he was straddling his lap backwards. Yunho grabbed Jae's wrist and lifted his arms until Jae cried out and then bent forward, lifting his ass. Yunho held his cock against Jae's slickened hole and said, "Ride me."
Jae whimpered and he pushed down, almost screaming when Yunho thrust up and buried himself completely all at once, and then he rose, shaking, whimpering at the strain on his arms.
"Faster, Jae." Yunho watched as Jae went faster. The angle sucked, but he knew he'd never get tired of watching his cock disappear into Jae's body.
"Yunho, I-I need to come."
"Not yet."
"Please. I-God, it feels so good. Please."
"I said no."
Jae whimpered.
Knowing it would make Jae come, Yunho yanked his hands up, wrenching his shoulders. Jae screamed and his channel clamped tightly around Yunho's cock as a fit of pleasurable spasms wracked his body and he came with a low whimper.
"I-I'm sorry," he whimpered, "b-but fuck, fuck, fuck."
Yunho stopped thrusting into him. "Bend over. Keep your hands behind your back."
Jae did, face against the bed. Yunho moved out from under him. He kneeled next to the shivering boy, and then landed his hand sharply on his ass. Jae cried out. He spanked Jaejoong for almost as long as he fucked his mouth. The skin was fiery red when he finally stopped.
Very carefully, Yunho pried Jae's fingers from the grip on his wrist. There were bloody nail imprints on the underside of his wrist. Yunho brought his wrist to his mouth and licked the wounds.
Jae whimpered.
Yunho put his arm firmly around Jaejoong's stomach and then lifted him so his back was pressed firmly against Yunho's chest. He leaned them back, so Jae was practically sitting in his lap. With a minor adjustment, Yunho slipped his cock back into Jae's body. With a whimper, Jae’s head fell back against Yunho's shoulder. Yunho licked up the tears dripping down Jae's cheek. He wasn't surprised when he reached for Jae's cock and found it rock hard, dripping precome.
Their lips met, and Yunho thrust into him slowly and stroked his cock.
"You're amazing, Jaejoong," Yunho whispered against his lips. "So amazing and god, I can't keep doing this with you but I can't help it either. I want it so badly and all fucking day long. God forgive me, but damn it, I want you."
Jae whimpered, lips moving, a breath of a whisper met Yunho's ears. "Then love me." And Jae cried out as another orgasm crashed over him.
He came, covering Yunho's hand and his own stomach. He went boneless, body shaking with every thrust Yunho made into his body. Those three words were on the tip of Yunho’s tongue, so his bit his lip hard as he came, growling as Jae's body sucked up his orgasm into its tight entrance. And sucked his energy.
Yunho collapsed to his side, keeping Jae against him, his cock in Jae's body. He held the shaking boy close, kissed his shoulder and barely noticed when he finally fell asleep.
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"So?"
Yunho tore his eyes away from the college that Jae was going to be living at for the next few years. He glanced at Jaejoong, the beautiful man who held so much of his heart. But Yunho would never stop him or tell him not to go. Jae had a beautiful voice, an ear for music, and once Yunho had convinced him to study the subject, Jae had found his place.
"So what?" Yunho asked.
"You going to stand there or help me carry my bags?"
Yunho scoffed. "You're the one that packed five suitcases. You carry them."
"I really hate you," he muttered and then smiled. "Yoochun!"
The other jogged over, saw Jae with bags and turned back around.
"Aw, Chunnie. Help me. Yunho is too old and might break his hip."
Yoochun came back and kissed Yunho’s cheek. “Hey, hyung.”
“Hey. Your parents?”
“They dropped me off while Jaejoong was still doing his hair, I bet.”
Jae slapped his shoulder. “Shut up. Help me.”
"What the hell is the point of these muscles if not to carry heavy things?" he asked and ran his hand down Jae's broad shoulders and muscled arms.
"Just help me."
Yoochun took two of the suitcases in his hands and then Jae draped the strap of a heavy duffle bag over his shoulder.
"What the fuck?" Yoochun said. "What are you carrying?"
Jae held up a smaller bag and another suitcase.
Yoochun rolled his eyes. “See you later, Yunho hyung.” He headed toward the dorm rooms.
Jae met Yunho's eyes. "You're not going to come and say good bye?"
"I said goodbye last night and this morning, or does your ass not remember that? Sometimes I think I go too easy on you."
Jae smiled. "I've been saying that for two years."
Yunho laughed.
"I still say you should come and help break in my dorm room."
"I'm sure you'll have a hot roommate to do that with."
"What if he's ugly?" Jae asked, suddenly serious.
"Then you'll just have to fuck Yoochun."
Jae hugged Yunho tightly. "What if his roommate is hot and mine is ugly and they don't let me have threesomes, god, I'm going to end up alone. This was a bad idea. An awful idea and fuck this, lets go home."
Yunho held him close, one hand petting his head, and then running fingers through his hair. It was burgundy this week.
"I'll make you a deal," Yunho said. "If you haven't gotten laid in a week then I'll come visit you, and yes, Yoochun counts."
Jae pouted and Yunho flicked his lips.
"You're eighteen. The pout doesn't work anymore."
"Jaejoong! Come on!" Yoochun shouted.
"Go," Yunho said and kissed Jae's cheek.
"Okay, but call me when you get home so I know your old senile mind didn't forget where you lived."
They hugged again.
"I love you," Jae said with a hitch in his voice. He hadn’t said it for a long time, so long that Yunho forgot the last time he had. The words caught in his throat, and he hugged Jae more tightly to him. But Jae pushed away, turning and walking quickly, before Yunho could swallow the lump in his throat and say it back.
When he got home a few hours later, he walked around the house and let his heart ache at the emptiness. He sent Jae a text saying he was home safely.
~ I arrived home safely and in one piece and with my sanity intact~
+ :) :) you're such a dork +
~ and because I’m a coward and I can’t say it to your face ~
~ I want you to know that I do love you ~
+ you are a coward +
+ but I love cowards ♥♥ +
Yunho smiled.
+ oh, and by the way, my roommate is hot, and is claiming he’s straight +
+ college is going to be fun :) +
Sequel: Smarty Smarty
Part 1: In the Dorm Room
Part 4: all the way to the beach
Part 3: But he's my best friend.
Part 2: She gave me a B plus.
Part 1: This is not a good idea.
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Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd discipline Jaejoong ... hard, and rough, and over and over again.
Summary: Jaejoong has been sent to yet another foster house. Yunho is barely old enough to be his father. But what Jaejoong wants, Jaejoong gets.
Warnings: light bondage, underage sex (Jaejoong is 16, Yunho is 38)
A/N: this fic is for MY JULES!!!! julili I LOVE YOU MY DARLING!!!!!!
Morning came too soon, and Yunho woke up alone. He lay in bed for a moment, listening to the two boys laugh in the other room. He didn't get out of bed until he smelled coffee.
Jae wouldn't meet his eyes when he entered the room. He sat between them, leaned over and kissed Yoochun's cheek and then draped an arm around Jaejoong while sipping at his coffee.
"I'm tired," he said. "Feed me."
Yoochun laughed, but Jae didn't move. Yunho turned his attention to Yoochun and grinned. He obviously knew something was wrong, but he held up some fruit for Yunho to eat. They ate breakfast quietly with Yoochun playing and laughing as he dropped food on Yunho's body and eating it off.
Jae suddenly stood up and went in the bathroom without saying anything.
"What's wrong?" Yoochun asked as the shower started.
"We had a talk. I sort of know why he's upset. I figure he told you."
Yoochun shrugged. "No, but he will."
"Are you okay alone for a few minutes?"
Yoochun smiled and blushed when he said, "Make it up to me later."
Yunho smiled. He cupped Yoochun’s face in his hands and kissed him slowly, tongues barely touching. When he pulled away, Yoochun was breathless. “I will more than make it up to you.”
Yunho stood up and joined Jae in the bathroom. The door was not locked. Yunho slipped in and took off his boxers. Jae was in the shower, unmoving. His arms were bent on the shower wall, his face buried in the crook of his elbow. He didn't protest when Yunho opened the door, but he flinched when Yunho wrapped his arms around his tiny waist. Yunho laid his head on Jae's neck. Water pounded on their shoulders, mist forming from the heat.
"I used to shower with too hot water just to see if I could burn my thoughts away," Jae said so quietly that Yunho barely heard him.
Jae turned in his arms and kissed him, desperate, needy. Yunho's hands slid down his back and cupped his ass. Jae hooked a leg around Yunho's hip, and Yunho lifted and both of Jae's legs latched around his waist. Jae leaned back, pressing shoulders to the shower wall.
"Make it hurt, please."
"No."
Yunho reached for the bottle of conditioner from the rack. He covered his palm with it. He turned them away from the spray so it hit his lower back but wouldn't wash the conditioner away from their bodies. He pressed two fingers into Jae. Jae's legs tightened around him, and he tried to push down on the fingers. Yunho stretched him quickly, not enough, so it would hurt only for a bit, and then he coated his cock with the conditioner.
Jae was whimpering, begging, eyes shut, teeth biting his lower lip.
Yunho positioned his cock and pushed up. Jae pressed his hands on the wall above him and pushed down, crying out when Yunho pushed completely inside him. Yunho adjusted as his feet slipped and then, as soon as he was stable, fucked Jae with short, deep thrusts. With every one, Jae whimpered, cries growing louder as Yunho sped up.
"You're beautiful, Jaejoong. So fucking beautiful."
Jae slid his hand down his chest, gripped his cock and stroked, matching Yunho's pace. Yunho wasn't expecting to come not yet, not so soon, but then Jae whispered his name, so broken, so desperate. Over and over, begging, and Yunho's orgasm crashed through him. Pulsing deep in Jae's body.
Jae cried out, shivering as Yunho kept moving. Yunho kissed him, holding him firm against the wall. He released him with one hand and slapped his hand away, wrapping his own around Jae's cock. He stroked him hard
Jae broke away from the kiss, his head slamming against the tiled wall with a wild cry of Yunho's name.
"Fuck, fuck, Yunho. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love-" He broke off with a gut wrenching sob and his body jerked, covering Yunho's hand and chest with come.
His arms wrapped around Yunho's shoulders and he buried his face in Yunho's neck while their chests rose and fell in heavy breaths. Yunho held him tightly, one arm still around his waist, the other around his back, fingers tangled in his wet hair. Jae kept shivering, so Yunho turned them so Jae was in the spray of warm water.
"I don't care if I'm only sixteen and you don't think I know what I'm talking about," Jae said. "I love you."
They didn't move until the water grew cold. They washed off and rinsed and dried off silently. In the bedroom, Jae threw himself on the bed. He lay on his stomach, face buried in the pillow. Yunho lay next to him for a moment, rubbing a hand up and down his bare back.
"I promised you boogie boarding today," Yunho said.
Jae nodded. "Leave me alone for a minute, please."
Yunho kissed between his shoulder blades. "Okay." Yunho dressed and left the bedroom.
"He okay?" Yoochun asked.
"Maybe." Yunho sat next to Yoochun on the couch. Yoochun snuggled up to him.
"You're watching opera?" Yunho said in amazement.
Yoochun blushed. "I like music," he whispered, "and this is Carmen."
"I can’t say I am culturally influenced. What is it about?"
"A man becoming addicted to a harlot, more or less, and ends up going crazy and killing her."
"Wow. Uplifting."
Yoochun laughed. “The music is good.”
"God," Jae said suddenly, "are you watching Carmen again?" He plopped in their laps, arms around Yoochun’s neck.
"You like it," Yoochun said.
Jae rolled his eyes. "He made me watch it once and the only part I like is at the beginning, the song where Carmen is being a slut." And then he started singing an aria. In Italian.
"Wow." Yunho said. "Your voice is amazing."
Jae immediately stopped singing. "Whatever, lets go swim. I did not come to the beach to watch Georges Bizet. And someone promised me a boogie board."
(a/n: If you're unfamiliar with Carmen, here's the song Jae started singing: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=px36njyCnVM )
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Jae relaxed as the day wore on and he realized that Yunho had no intention of suddenly treating him differently. They hugged and kissed and laughed just as they had yesterday. The boogie boards were a huge hit, and Yunho gave up long before the boys did. Yunho watched them from their beach towels.
At one point, Jae ran over to him, kicking up sand, but only was around long enough to kiss Yunho over and over and say thank you fifty times and then Yoochun called him a wimp and he was back at the water, diving into waves.
There was a derisive scoff next to him, and Yunho looked over at a young couple near him.
“Yes?” he said.
“Do you really think having a relationship with such young boys is okay?” the man asked.
Yunho smiled. “Love obeys no boundaries like age.”
“And two of them? You do know that everyone on the beach is talking about you three.”
Yunho shrugged. “We’re leaving later tonight, so why do we care? We’ve had fun.”
“But they’re so young.”
“They’re eighteen.”
The man scoffed. “Sure they are. I bet you’re in it for the sex.”
His wife shook his arm to get him to shut up.
“No, but the sex is fabulous. Young men like that can have multiple orgasms every single day.”
The man made a face. “That’s wrong.”
“Look, I don’t tell you how you should fuck your wife, don’t tell me how I-“
Jae suddenly sat in his lap and kissed his neck. "Baby," he said sultry soft, "I love you."
Yunho knew Jae had said it to prove a point to the couple, but to stand by their story, he had to say it back. "I love you, darling, where's your other half."
"Lying in the sand, wussed out. He says he almost drown and was sucked under by some type of sea monster, but it was just me and now I’m waiting for-“
“Jaejoong! You asshole! I’m going to kill you!”
“Gotta go,” Jae said, kissed him one more time and then was up and running across the beach. Yunho watched as Jae taunted Yoochun, and then let the other tackle him to the sand. Their laughter carried over to them, and then Jae moaned.
Yunho smiled at the couple and said, “Excuse me. If I don’t stop them, they’re going to be giving the whole beach a very adult rated show.”
Yunho walked over to them, and then kicked sand over them. They broke apart with a cry and glared at him. They exchanged a look, and Yunho smiled and then turned around and took off toward the water. It didn’t take long for them to catch up and suddenly he was tackled under and resurfaced with two giggling teenagers clinging onto his body.
“You said you loved me,” Jae said.
"You manipulated a situation so I would have to."
Jae laughed. “But you still love me."
“What?” Yoochun asked.
"He was defending our relationship to a bunch of bigoted homophobes," Jae said and kissed Yoochun. “And I said I loved him, so to keep up our cover story, he had to say it back.”
Yoochun nodded. “Yep. Manipulative bastard.”
“You both love me.”
Yoochun said yes, but Yunho said nothing. He couldn’t claim that he did, but he couldn’t deny it either.
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They went back to the bungalow early, ate lunch and then fucked all afternoon. The day went by too fast for all of them. After another expensive dinner at a nice restaurant, Yunho said it was time to go.
Jae pouted as Yunho packed up their things. “Do I get a plug in my ass on the way home?”
“No. I can’t fuck you when we get there. Soonli will be home.”
“This sucks. We should have had one more night.”
“You have school, and I’m not letting you miss it to play around on the beach.”
Jae went to the car and pouted some more.
“How are you friends with him?” Yunho asked Yoochun in exasperation.
Yoochun smiled. “I’ve known Jaejoong since before his parents died.” He shrugged. “Yeah, he’s turned into a bit of a prissy, slutty, jack ass, but if you ever get to see him, the real him, with his walls dropped and at his most sincere, then you’ll do everything you can to hang on to him, too.”
Yunho nodded. Remembering last night and that morning in the shower, Yunho suddenly knew what Yoochun meant. He never, ever wanted to let Jaejoong go.
The drive was quiet, and both boys fell asleep. Yunho thought a lot on the drive, of the boy who had to grow up too fast, had to learn to survive too soon, was taken advantage of too often. Yunho had no idea what to do, but sending him back to foster care was not an option.
It was almost one am when they finally arrived home. Yunho roused the two boys, carrying a cuddly Jaejoong up to his bed. Yoochun was only half awake as he dropped into Jaejoong’s bed. Yunho pulled their shoes off and rearranged the blankets around them.
“I want you to stay,” Jae muttered and kissed his cheek.
“I want to, too, but I can’t.”
“I know. I love you.”
Yunho kissed Jae softly on the lips and then did the same to Yoochun, who was completely asleep.
He went back to the hallway and wondered why Soonli wasn’t home. She was supposed to arrive early in the afternoon. He went back to the car and brought in all their things, taking three trips because of the amount of new things Jae and Yoochun now had, not to mention their boogie boards. God, this trip cost him a ton of money, but Yunho knew it was worth it and that he would do it again if he could.
Hungry, he quickly made himself a sandwich, and then turned all the lights off. He was headed up the stairs when car lights flashed through the house. Curious, he went to the front window and looked out.
A car sat in front of his house. The lights off. There were two people inside and based on the glow from the street light, it looked like they were kissing. And then the car door opened, bathing the interior with a bright light, and there were two people kissing. His wife, and someone else.
They climbed from the car. Soonli took a bag from the backseat and the man hugged her and kissed her again.
Yunho wasn’t sure how he felt. Not at all. He wasn’t heartbroken, because, fuck, what exactly had he spent his weekend doing? He was … surprised. Definitely surprised, but not shocked. He wondered how long she’d been seeing the man, or if there were any others. Soonli worked late at least three nights a week.
Yunho had only been unfaithful once before, and he had been on a business trip and very drunk when he woke up next to a naked man who’s name he couldn’t remember and didn’t stick around to find out.
The lock slid. The door clicked open, and then shut very quietly.
Yunho watched his wife remove her shoes and then he moved. Not a lot, but enough for her to catch in the corner of her eyes and she dropped her bag and her eyes went wide and she whispered his name. She didn’t ask if he saw, because he hadn’t rushed to her to kiss her nor had he said anything.
Yunho wondered when it was his time to confess, but he couldn’t. Jae was still too young, and he was going to get into a lot more trouble than just a typical case of adultery. He walked up to her. He raised his hand and she flinched like he was going to slap her, but he touched her cheek. A single tear dripped from the corner of her eye.
“What’s his name?”
She swallowed and stammered, “L-Lee Minho.”
That’s really all Yunho could ask at the moment. He hugged his wife and kissed her head as her body trembled.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I-I’m sorry.”
“Let’s go to bed,” he replied. “I’ve missed you.”
“Yun-“
“It’s really too early, late, whatever to be dealing with this. I’ll think more clearly in the morning.”
He took her hand and led her upstairs. She was gasping a bit, still in a bit of shock. Yunho undressed her, laid her on the bed and made love to his wife. Soonli cried herself to sleep, Yunho didn’t sleep but listened to her breath hitch and jerk in her dreams. When the light out his windows turned gray, he got up and went running. Too tired for it, but he hadn’t for a few days so he pushed himself through three miles.
When he got back home, he could hear a shower running, so he went to the kitchen instead and started making breakfast for the ravenous beasts known as teenage boys who would wake up soon.
“Yunho?” Soonli whispered.
Yunho turned and went to her and kissed her head. “Don’t be too hard on yourself,” he whispered. “We all have secrets.” He released her and went back to the stove.
“What?” she asked.
He shook his head.
“I - I’ve seen the way you look at Jaejoong.” Her voice was still only above a whisper.
“He’s only sixteen,” Yunho said automatically.
“So? He’s attractive, and god, he looks at you like you’re dessert.”
Yunho knew that she knew that he would never lie to her, so instead, he stayed silent.
“So what happens now?”
“I promised Jaejoong that we would not send him back to foster care, but if one of us files for divorce, they’ll take him anyway.”
Silence.
“It’s interesting that he’s the first thing you think of. The first priority.”
They heard Jaejoong’s alarm go off. And then a, “Fuck! I hate school!” shouted through the house.
They both smiled. And then Soonli nodded. “No divorce. Then what? Should I be apartment hunting? Or-”
“Or do we both make a promise we may not be able to keep and we try again?” Yunho asked.
Soonli took a deep breath. “How many are there for you, Yunho?”
Yunho shrugged. “You’re going to be late for work.”
“So?”
Jaejoong came into the kitchen wearing only sweat pants and rubbing his eye. “If one of you doesn’t give me coffee, I’m going to family services and claiming abuse.” He sat hard on the table and put his head down in his arms.
“Yes, your highness,” Yunho said, and received a finger in the air.
Soonli tugged on Jae’s blond hair. “You better die this back to black.”
He said something muffled and Yunho stopped her from asking what. “It’s better that you didn’t understand muffled Jaejoong talk.”
Jae scoffed and said, “Where’s my coffee?” as he sat up.
Yunho set a cup in front of him and before Jae could more than open his mouth to demand it, Yunho gave him the soy milk.
“Now get yourself caffeinated and stop being an asshole.”
Jae stuck his tongue out and said, “Insert joke about you liking assholes here.”
Yunho rolled his eyes and turned back around to finish breakfast.
“Jaejoong,” Soonli said, and Yunho turned around and said, “Don’t.”
“But-“
“Just don’t.”
Soonli nodded.
“Okaaaay,” Jae said looking between both of them. “Something I need to know about?”
Soonli and Yunho stared at each other and then Soonli said, “Later. I have to go to work.” She turned around and left the kitchen.
Yunho turned back to the stove, head lowered, breath harsh. Hands circled his waist. Lips pressed against his shoulder.
“Everything okay?”
“I caught her kissing another man.” He leaned into Jae’s embrace.
Jae was quiet.
“He dropped her off at three this morning, and I watched them say good bye.”
After another moment, Yunho cleared his throat. “Go wake Yoochun up.”
Another press of lips to his skin, and then Jae let go.
Soonli left for work.
Yunho dropped Jae and Yoochun at school before going to work.
The day went on.
That evening, the three of them sat at the kitchen table. Silence.
And then Jae said, "I know I don't have much experience with these things, but when there's a family meeting shouldn't someone be talking?"
Yunho spared him a look and then asked Soonli, "How long?"
"Six years."
"Six? How many?"
"Four. Why do I feel like I'm being interrogated?"
"Sorry," Yunho said.
"What about you?"
"Three."
"And, how long?"
"The first one was eight years ago, the last two a bit more recent."
Her gaze landed on Jaejoong. He met her stare.
"So what do we do now? I doubt you want to live with me, and the house is in my name."
She nodded. "I started looking for apartments today."
They both looked at Jaejoong.
"What?" he asked.
"If he goes with you, he'll have to change schools," Yunho said.
"And what if he stays here? What will happen to him?"
"What does that mean?" Jae demanded.
"It means she wants to know how often I plan on fucking you."
Jae laughed, incredulous, and god, it was good acting. He almost fell out of his chair. "Oh, god woman, seriously? He's good looking, but he's old. Probably can't even keep it up-"
"Jaejoong," Yunho snapped.
Jae held his hands up in submission but he was still smiling.
Yunho met her eyes and they stared at each other. He shook his head. "He won't be uprooted from school and his best friend if he stays here."
"I feel he'd be better with me. What do you want, Jae?" Soonli asked.
"I want to stay with Yunho."
"Why?"
He rolled his eyes. "Um, didn't Yunho just say it? I don't want to change schools. I hate changing schools. And I'm at school with Yoochun."
"It'd be a fresh start with teachers who don't know you."
"So what? My file follows me everywhere. And it's been kinda cool getting praise from teachers who thought I was stupid." He smiled.
"You have done very well." Soonli sighed and looked at Yunho. "This is wrong. He's only sixteen."
Yunho didn't reply.
"I'm not a fucking child," Jae snapped. "I've been through enough shit in my life that I am more grown up than anyone gives me credit for. I've survived, and now that life is finally making sense and I actually get to be a teenager without worrying about where I'm going to be living, you two are going to fuck it all up."
"No, but Jaejoong, do you think what you have with Yunho is alright?"
"What I have with Yunho?" Jae smirked. "He's like my older brother. Is that wrong?"
"I know-"
"That's enough," Yunho said. "I will call your social worker tomorrow and we will go meet with her after school. We are not going to file for divorce if they make you go to someone else. I promised you, Jae, that no matter what, I would not put you back in the system."
Jae nodded, suddenly very serious. He whispered, "Thank you." He looked at the table and said, "You won't hear me say it again, but I'm glad you two took a chance on me." And then he stood up and ran out of the kitchen.
Yunho sat at the table and stared as Soonli a bit longer, then stood up to start dinner.
"It's wrong, Yunho."
"He who is without sin cast the first stone," Yunho said.
Soonli sighed and left the kitchen.
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Soonli slept in the guest room, Yunho didn't sleep. The next day passed slowly. He picked Jaejoong up from school and met Soonli at the family services building.
"Can't say I'm surprised," the social worker said right when they stepped into the office. "What has Jaejoong done this time?"
Jae opened his mouth and Yunho put his hand on his shoulder.
"Sit down."
Jae glowered at the woman as he sat.
"Actually, Jae hasn't done anything wrong," Yunho said. "He's a good kid."
Her eyebrow rose.
"We're actually here because of marital problems, and we want to know what will happen to Jaejoong if we file for a divorce."
To say she was shocked would be an understatement.
"Infidelity can cause an irreparable rift," Yunho said.
Her eyes flicked to Jaejoong.
"What the fuc-" he started.
"Jaejoong," Yunho said.
"It’s not my fault this time!"
"I know," Yunho said. "Calm down. It isn't Jaejoong's fault. He's a good kid."
"Well, in these circumstances, for the sake of the child, they would be removed from a family going through such stress."
"If you put me anywhere else I'm going to be an asshole again." Jae crossed his arms and slouched in the chair.
Yunho glanced at him and Jae stuck his tongue out.
"Jae," Soonli said.
"No. I don't care. I hate this shit, as soon as I have something good and I'm fucking settled in, stupid people get divorced and-"
"At least you didn't cause this one," the social worker said.
Jae scoffed.
"I think since Jaejoong is older, we can pull some strings and allow him to stay with you."
"Yes!"
"But only if you continue to behave."
"I will." "Okay. So what's happening with living arrangements?"
"Soonli is getting an apartment, and Jae-"
"I think Jaejoong should stay with me," Soonli said.
"What?" both Yunho and Jaejoong said, although Jaejoong shouted it.
The social worker crossed her arms.
"I think he'd be better off with me."
"What is this, a custody battle?" Yunho said. "Yesterday we agreed that he'd be staying with me."
Soonli said nothing and only looked at the social worker.
Jae muttered something that sounded like, "Stupid bitch," under his breath.
"Is there a reason for this, if you already agreed?" the social worker asked again. "If you think Jaejoong is in danger or being harmed, you should say so now."
Soonli met Yunho's eyes. She didn't know, she could have all the suspicions she wanted but there was no proof. She smiled, resigned. "No. I'll just miss him."
"Okay. Then that's settled. Again I'm sorry that your marriage has not worked out. We'll miss you two. You've been great foster parents. It's not often that I go a month without adding something to Jaejoong's file."
"My file is what's kept you employed," Jae said with a smirk.
"Jaejoong." Yunho said.
With no other concerns, they left the office and drove home. Yunho went upstairs to change from his suit. When he came back downstairs he could hear Jae and Soonli talking. He paused in the hallway.
"Yunho won't lie to me," she said, "but he won't tell me either."
"Well, shouldn't that be enough for you?"
"I just want to know the truth, Jaejoong."
"The truth is that he loves you, as he's told me many, many times."
"Jae, please."
"What do you want from me, Soonli? Do you want me to tell you I've had Yunho's cock in my mouth almost nightly for the last two weeks, or that he's tied me up and fucked me until I could barely move? Is that going to change things? Is it going to make you feel better, or less guilty about your own indiscretions? No. It won't. You already know anyway, and if I say yes or no or anything, you can use it against Yunho and neither one of us is stupid."
Yunho picked that moment to cone into the kitchen. He shook his head. "I told you not to ask him."
"She thinks I'm stupid," Jae said.
"You're not."
Jae rolled his eyes. "Well, duh."
"I'm going to start packing," Soonli said and quickly left the kitchen.
They waited until her footsteps faded on the stairs, then Yunho kissed him, holding him close.
"I'm glad I get to stay here," Jae muttered. "And not just because of the sex."
Yunho scoffed.
"I'm serious."
"You're going to hate it though."
"Why?"
"Because without Soonli here, you're going to have to do more chores and cook and clean and, there's a chance you might ruin your nails."
Jae chuckled.
Yunho kissed his forehead one more time and said, "Go do your math homework. You have a test on Thursday."
"Can Chunnie come over?"
"Not today."
He opened his mouth to protest and then nodded. "Okay."
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It had been a long week, helping Soonli move, trying to divvy up twelve years of life together.
Friday night, Yunho lay in his bed, feeling half empty, half exhausted. And for the first time, he felt every one of his thirty eight years. He really couldn't move. Didn't much want to. He watched the clock tick away the hours.
At two, his bedroom door opened and shut. Jae climbed into bed with him, and settled against his side, head at his shoulder.
"Mm, better," he muttered, lips on Yunho's skin.
"Much, but don't get used to it."
"Why not?"
Yunho sighed.
Jae propped up to look at him. "Are you going to say something stupid?"
"Not tonight."
Jae frowned. "Maybe it would be better if you said it tonight."
"Maybe." But Yunho stayed quiet.
"This is that 'this isn't going to change things' talk, isn't it?"
Yunho nodded.
Jae sighed and nestled back against him.
"You're still just sixteen, Jaejoong. I’m still almost forty. You need to go to college and you need to start thinking about more than who’s going to fuck your ass."
"You're still good at stating the obvious."
"I know."
"So what do we do? What do you want?"
I want you. "Not good to ask me that when we're both practically naked."
Jae laughed. "You won't resist me long if you say we can't have sex any more."
"Now who's stating the obvious?"
"All I'd have to do is climb in your lap," Jae said, voice dropping as he climbed over Yunho and straddled his waist. "Press my body on yours, rock my hips over your crotch."
Yunho put his hand on Jae's hips and moaned as the kid rocked slowly. "And if you still seemed to be resisting, I would casually mention how I prepped myself about ten minutes ago, thinking of your cock while I fucked myself with my fingers."
"Fuck."
"And then I'd remind you about the A I got on my math test yesterday that I have not been rewarded for."
Yunho shut his eyes, and then said, "When is the part where you take off our clothes?"
"Now?"
"Yes, now would be good."
Jae leaned down and kissed him. "Too easy. You've always been too easy."
Jae lifted his hips high enough that Yunho could push his boxers down. He shifted and kicked them off as Yunho pushed his down. Jae grabbed the hem and tugged them off.
Without warning he took Yunho's cock down his throat.
"Fuck," Yunho shouted and thrust up. He pulled Jae's hair, using it to lift Jae's mouth up and down his cock, thrusting up until Jae's lips met body. Yunho moaned as he sped up. Jae shifted and started stroking his own hard cock.
Yunho pulled roughly on his hair. "Don't," he growled. "Put your hands behind your back."
Jae whimpered but spread his legs a bit for balance and clutched one wrist to hold his hands behind his back.
"Don't move them unless I tell you to."
Yunho fucked his mouth for a long time, long after Jae started whimpering, long after his body started shaking shook. He fucked his mouth until his orgasm was threatening, and then he stopped. He yanked Jae's head up and said, "Turn around."
Jae did with difficulty. Yunho kept one hand in his hair, and he used the other to direct Jaejoong until he was straddling his lap backwards. Yunho grabbed Jae's wrist and lifted his arms until Jae cried out and then bent forward, lifting his ass. Yunho held his cock against Jae's slickened hole and said, "Ride me."
Jae whimpered and he pushed down, almost screaming when Yunho thrust up and buried himself completely all at once, and then he rose, shaking, whimpering at the strain on his arms.
"Faster, Jae." Yunho watched as Jae went faster. The angle sucked, but he knew he'd never get tired of watching his cock disappear into Jae's body.
"Yunho, I-I need to come."
"Not yet."
"Please. I-God, it feels so good. Please."
"I said no."
Jae whimpered.
Knowing it would make Jae come, Yunho yanked his hands up, wrenching his shoulders. Jae screamed and his channel clamped tightly around Yunho's cock as a fit of pleasurable spasms wracked his body and he came with a low whimper.
"I-I'm sorry," he whimpered, "b-but fuck, fuck, fuck."
Yunho stopped thrusting into him. "Bend over. Keep your hands behind your back."
Jae did, face against the bed. Yunho moved out from under him. He kneeled next to the shivering boy, and then landed his hand sharply on his ass. Jae cried out. He spanked Jaejoong for almost as long as he fucked his mouth. The skin was fiery red when he finally stopped.
Very carefully, Yunho pried Jae's fingers from the grip on his wrist. There were bloody nail imprints on the underside of his wrist. Yunho brought his wrist to his mouth and licked the wounds.
Jae whimpered.
Yunho put his arm firmly around Jaejoong's stomach and then lifted him so his back was pressed firmly against Yunho's chest. He leaned them back, so Jae was practically sitting in his lap. With a minor adjustment, Yunho slipped his cock back into Jae's body. With a whimper, Jae’s head fell back against Yunho's shoulder. Yunho licked up the tears dripping down Jae's cheek. He wasn't surprised when he reached for Jae's cock and found it rock hard, dripping precome.
Their lips met, and Yunho thrust into him slowly and stroked his cock.
"You're amazing, Jaejoong," Yunho whispered against his lips. "So amazing and god, I can't keep doing this with you but I can't help it either. I want it so badly and all fucking day long. God forgive me, but damn it, I want you."
Jae whimpered, lips moving, a breath of a whisper met Yunho's ears. "Then love me." And Jae cried out as another orgasm crashed over him.
He came, covering Yunho's hand and his own stomach. He went boneless, body shaking with every thrust Yunho made into his body. Those three words were on the tip of Yunho’s tongue, so his bit his lip hard as he came, growling as Jae's body sucked up his orgasm into its tight entrance. And sucked his energy.
Yunho collapsed to his side, keeping Jae against him, his cock in Jae's body. He held the shaking boy close, kissed his shoulder and barely noticed when he finally fell asleep.
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"So?"
Yunho tore his eyes away from the college that Jae was going to be living at for the next few years. He glanced at Jaejoong, the beautiful man who held so much of his heart. But Yunho would never stop him or tell him not to go. Jae had a beautiful voice, an ear for music, and once Yunho had convinced him to study the subject, Jae had found his place.
"So what?" Yunho asked.
"You going to stand there or help me carry my bags?"
Yunho scoffed. "You're the one that packed five suitcases. You carry them."
"I really hate you," he muttered and then smiled. "Yoochun!"
The other jogged over, saw Jae with bags and turned back around.
"Aw, Chunnie. Help me. Yunho is too old and might break his hip."
Yoochun came back and kissed Yunho’s cheek. “Hey, hyung.”
“Hey. Your parents?”
“They dropped me off while Jaejoong was still doing his hair, I bet.”
Jae slapped his shoulder. “Shut up. Help me.”
"What the hell is the point of these muscles if not to carry heavy things?" he asked and ran his hand down Jae's broad shoulders and muscled arms.
"Just help me."
Yoochun took two of the suitcases in his hands and then Jae draped the strap of a heavy duffle bag over his shoulder.
"What the fuck?" Yoochun said. "What are you carrying?"
Jae held up a smaller bag and another suitcase.
Yoochun rolled his eyes. “See you later, Yunho hyung.” He headed toward the dorm rooms.
Jae met Yunho's eyes. "You're not going to come and say good bye?"
"I said goodbye last night and this morning, or does your ass not remember that? Sometimes I think I go too easy on you."
Jae smiled. "I've been saying that for two years."
Yunho laughed.
"I still say you should come and help break in my dorm room."
"I'm sure you'll have a hot roommate to do that with."
"What if he's ugly?" Jae asked, suddenly serious.
"Then you'll just have to fuck Yoochun."
Jae hugged Yunho tightly. "What if his roommate is hot and mine is ugly and they don't let me have threesomes, god, I'm going to end up alone. This was a bad idea. An awful idea and fuck this, lets go home."
Yunho held him close, one hand petting his head, and then running fingers through his hair. It was burgundy this week.
"I'll make you a deal," Yunho said. "If you haven't gotten laid in a week then I'll come visit you, and yes, Yoochun counts."
Jae pouted and Yunho flicked his lips.
"You're eighteen. The pout doesn't work anymore."
"Jaejoong! Come on!" Yoochun shouted.
"Go," Yunho said and kissed Jae's cheek.
"Okay, but call me when you get home so I know your old senile mind didn't forget where you lived."
They hugged again.
"I love you," Jae said with a hitch in his voice. He hadn’t said it for a long time, so long that Yunho forgot the last time he had. The words caught in his throat, and he hugged Jae more tightly to him. But Jae pushed away, turning and walking quickly, before Yunho could swallow the lump in his throat and say it back.
When he got home a few hours later, he walked around the house and let his heart ache at the emptiness. He sent Jae a text saying he was home safely.
~ I arrived home safely and in one piece and with my sanity intact~
+ :) :) you're such a dork +
~ and because I’m a coward and I can’t say it to your face ~
~ I want you to know that I do love you ~
+ you are a coward +
+ but I love cowards ♥♥ +
Yunho smiled.
+ oh, and by the way, my roommate is hot, and is claiming he’s straight +
+ college is going to be fun :) +
Sequel: Smarty Smarty
Part 1: In the Dorm Room
Part 4: all the way to the beach
Part 3: But he's my best friend.
Part 2: She gave me a B plus.
Part 1: This is not a good idea.
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