The Humming Thing - DBSK slash
Title: The Humming Thing
Author:
breezingly
Fandom: Dong Bang Shin Ki
Pairing: YooSu
Rating: R
Disclaimer: It's fiction, never happened
Warnings: None
Summary: Why have sex at home when you can have sex at the beach? ^_~
Author's notes: Apologies for the moronic title! I haven't written anything like this in ages - I don't know, it feels juvenile somehow? - and this would also be my first venture into DBSK fandom - the things I do just because it happens to be Chunface's birthday! >_< Well, at least he deserves to get laid ^__^; Happy birthday, poodle <3
Junsu was gone.
And not just in the not-around-at-the-moment kind of way, but more in the totally-disappeared-and-impossible-to-find kind of way. Or at least that's what Yoochun could conclude after having looked for him for about 30 seconds. He'd thought about putting up a sign 'Boyfriend Missing' but had eventually thought better of it. They were on a public beach, after all, and he really couldn't imagine that outing them like that would make anybody particularly happy. Other than the fangirls, obviously, but that wasn't really an option.
So he started looking again.
The beach was divided into three different parts: a shallow one for babies and their parents, one for people who only wanted to swim, and then the biggest one where all the toys were. Junsu wasn't with the babies, even though that really wouldn't have surprised anybody. He wasn't swimming either, now that wasn't a surprise at all, and it left only one possibility: the part of the beach where everybody was playing around and having fun; the perfect place for Junsu.
Except that he wasn't really there either.
Yoochun scanned the masses of people for the third time, still not seeing the red swim trunks, the shapely and well-defined behind, or the shock of hair pointing in every imaginable direction because of the dried salt in it.
Yoochun sighed realizing that no, Junsu wasn't among the laughing and splashing people in the water, and that he, the almighty Yoochun, might as well just head back to where the lockers with their clothes were. No use in looking for Junsu when he was apparently so intent on not being found. Besides, Yoochun wasn't up for swimming anymore anyway. His skin which had been pale and fine just this morning was now red; sore and achy from the sun and the salt, and wasn't it getting cold all of a sudden? He just wanted to go back to their hotel and relax completely in the shower. And yes, that brought a smile to his face, probably making him look entirely like a fool in love - exactly what he happened to be. Well, not a fool, but definitely in love and he knew it! Junsu had tortured him into complete and utter bliss to make him admit it, and in the peace and quiet of his own head it wouldn't really hurt anything to just say it and enjoy knowing it - he was in love. Not like Junsu wouldn't love to make him scream it out over and over again in case he should ever accidentally forget - been there, done that, accidental or not.
As if on cue his mind returned to his little fantasy shower. In his day dream, though, Junsu was of course with him in the shower, and no matter how he twisted it, he couldn't say that was anything but a happy thought. Or it would have been if Junsu hadn't been so suspiciously missing. And wasn't that just another evil twist of fate?
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Yoochun went to his locker, still looking out for his missing boyfriend, and still no luck. He was getting a little annoyed, and then he couldn't shake off this funny feeling that Junsu had somehow set him up. After all, it had been Junsu's idea to go swimming in the first place, despite all of Yoochun's protests. But okay, and he had to at least admit this to himself, his protesting hadn't been worth much after Junsu had dropped to his knees and blown him like no tomorrow. A thought he definitely shouldn't be getting into, especially not on a public beach wearing only his swim trunks and with no exceptionally skilled lover to solve this problem of his that would pop up sooner rather than later at the rate he was going.
Still, and Yoochun got his mind back on track, his earlier protests had to count for something! What would people say if it got out that all it took to persuade him was a swift drop to the knees and… He exhaled audibly while looking at all the little children still running around everywhere. Right, mind out of the gutter! No matter what, coming to the beach had been a stupid idea, and he swore to himself that regardless of what kind of tricks Junsu and his oh so talented tongue, hands, hair even played on him, he would remain strong and not give in. Or try to, at least, very much harder than he had earlier. It couldn't be that difficult.
Opening his locker Yoochun found something standing neatly on top of his clothes: a folded piece of paper with 'Yoochun' written on it in Junsu's well-known handwriting. Yoochun's suspicion had been right then, he sighed, there had been ulterior motives on Junsu's part in dragging him to the beach kicking and screaming - orgasmic pleasure vastly outweighing resistance, though, hands down.
Yoochun sighed again, opened the note and read:
Hi Chunnie ^_^
He frowned, bad start.
You're probably frowning right now and I'm pretty sure you're just about ready to kill me too ^_^
You could say what you wanted about Junsu, but he knew Yoochun for what he was worth, and Yoochun actually was ready to kill someone, Junsu for a start. He read on:
But before you do something we'll both regret, I want to see you and maybe talk you out of doing it ^_^
Yoochun raised his eyebrows. Junsu wanted to talk him out of doing something they'd both regret? He smiled at the thought of that, his mind returning to below his waistline with amazing speed, not all that ready to kill anymore. As if he'd ever really be able to hurt Junsu.
Anyway, you'll find me in the showering area behind door number three (Sounds cool, doesn't it? ^_^) but you better hurry up! If I finish my shower before you show up… Well, too bad… Hope to see you soon ^_^
Your very own SuSu ^_^
Yoochun liked the thought of being at the beach better and better, like each little smiling face showed an improvement in his mood, as disturbing as it might sound. He quickly grabbed his towel and hurried out looking for door number three as Junsu had written, wishing and hoping and praying he wouldn't be late for this one important thing.
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Yoochun found the huge wooden door with the just as huge 3 painted on it easily, but to his disappointment he also found that the door was unlocked. Junsu must have already left.
Yoochun's mood went from excited to murderous in a split second. He was so mad at himself, at Junsu, and even at the person who made the stupid door, that it took him a couple of seconds before he heard the soft, quiet sound of someone - humming? From behind the door? Someone as in Junsu? Yoochun quickly pushed the door open and was met by the soft sound of running water, the humming much clearer now, and a wall of steam, which was actually pretty strange as they were on a beach in the summer. He would definitely have to worry about that later.
It took a while before Yoochun could see anything through the steam and luckily for both the public outside and himself he had managed to close the door beforehand. If he hadn't everybody would have seen Junsu standing naked in the shower and Yoochun dropping his towel in awe.
What Yoochun saw was something completely different. He saw his lover standing in front of him. He saw muscular legs inviting him to continue gazing upwards where he was met with conflicting emotions as to whether he should be looking at the trail of hair that would inevitably lead him to a perfectly shaped belly button or take in the round behind standing out proudly in profile. Somehow he managed to wrestle his eyes away and continue over slender hips, built to dance and thrust, he knew that from experience, a well-defined smooth chest, shapely arms and delicate, yet firm hands. He found himself staring again and it took most of what he had to tear his eyes away and look further up. His eyes crossed the torso again and saw a long neck, a powerful jaw, full lips shiny from the hot water, a nose smelling the fresh, cool air, pink cheeks wet from the shower, and bright, playful eyes glowing with want, desire and also a hint of shyness. He stared at the eyes for a while, subconsciously returning a teasing smile, but then he left them to look at the perfectly arched eyebrows, the smooth and bare forehead and last but not least, the silky hair now sticking wetly to the back of a nicely tanned and absolutely bitable neck.
Yoochun took in the sight of Junsu before him as so many times before. He could never look enough at the boy, at his boy. He smiled gently at the thought and it seemed to be Junsu's cue to move. He was still humming and reaching behind Yoochun they both heard the soft click of the lock. Then Junsu grabbed Yoochun's waist firmly and pushed him against the opposite wall and under the still running shower.
Junsu didn't say a word as he started kissing Yoochun's face and neck, he just kept humming. He bit Yoochun's earlobe causing his knees to buckle and drained all the energy Yoochun had left simply by kissing him with open lips and teasing his tongue with his own. Yoochun never knew what kind of sensation it was to kiss someone who was humming, but now he sure found out as Junsu never stopped.
Junsu slowly moved down Yoochun's neck and the vibrations he started with his lips sent small shocks all the way through Yoochun's body and up to his brain, making his vision blurry and his breath shallow. Junsu moved even further down, to his belly button and after a while finally, finally, further again.
Yoochun thought he was gonna go mad. Somewhere in his mind he knew they were in public, but as Junsu worked his way down Yoochun's body over his neck, his nipples, his hipbones and finally to his erection, kissing and touching, he really couldn't care less. Junsu was doing his thing well! He'd always had a special talent for reading Yoochun, both physically and mentally, and that only added to the pleasure, however it was Junsu's constant humming that did more for Yoochun this time around than anything else ever had.
Suddenly there was a change in Junsu's grip on his hips, and before Yoochun could even think he found himself facing the wall. His legs were spread and he was slowly opened up with the gentlest of hands. One finger, and Yoochun didn't succeed in suppressing a moan, another and he was grabbing at the tiles of the shower looking for something to support him, but not finding anything. A third finger and a firm hand on his erection kept him from falling. So little stimulation, yet he was so close and with Junsu's humming still loud in his ears as a strange turn-on he couldn't help moving in time with Junsu's hand on him and Junsu's fingers in him.
All of a sudden the fingers were gone. Yoochun was about to object the loss when he felt something he immediately recognized. Where Junsu's hair war heavy silk his tongue was soft velvet, and that one, long, slow, intimate lick did it for Yoochun. Junsu's humming sent vibrations through his entire body and he knew he couldn't hold it anymore.
"Junsu," he groaned trying to keep his voice down, but failing miserably. "I…" his breath grew even more shallow.
And Junsu turned him over again and sent him over the edge by taking him in full length and swallowing everything down, all the while still humming. Yoochun's knees buckled and he grabbed onto Junsu's hair, slowly sliding down the wall, ending on the floor. Junsu crawled into his lap, resting his head on Yoochun's chest.
"You like?" Junsu hummed quietly, the sound covering them up like a blanket.
Yoochun just nodded, his throat and mouth unable to form any words.
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They sat in a comfortable silence for a while, the sounds from the rest of the beach slowly seeping into their secluded little world. Yoochun cleared his throat, got himself up and started pulling Junsu to his feet as well.
"No," Junsu smiled and tried to hold back winking coyly.
"Yes," Yoochun said smiling sweetly, but still pulling nonetheless.
Junsu's face turned into a mix of a pout and a scowl.
"Are you mad at me?" he suddenly asked. "Cause I figured you'd be, but I also thought I made it up to you, but then…" he stopped for a moment trying to reorganize his thoughts. He looked Yoochun straight in the eyes. "If you don't want me to ever do it again I won't, but I thought it'd be fun and…"
He looked so lost that Yoochun couldn't help smiling at him. He hugged Junsu, who was finally on his feet again, tightly.
"I was upset," he admitted into Junsu's neck. "But I'm not any more. You did make it up to me, totally, and now I think I owe you," Yoochun pulled back while licking his lips, accidentally brushing his thigh against Junsu right there, making him jump. "But," Yoochun continued, holding Junsu at arm's length, feet planted firmly on the ground. "Honestly Junsu, sex in a public place?" It was almost like scolding a child. "No, Junsu. No!" He looked at him as if he'd been very naughty, hiding his smile very, very badly. "But as for the humming thing," Yoochun continued and smiled predatorily as his hands slid down to rest on that beautiful behind he'd be taking care of as soon as they got back. "I'd let you do that again if you ask me really nicely."
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The heated kiss that followed was what finally made Junsu give up on trying to get a word in edgewise.