Mr. Perfect Next Door 2/?
Title: Mr. Perfect Next Door 2/?
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 792
Disclaimer: Don’t own anything.
Summary: Jaejoong finds the new neighbour so, so attractive, and Yunho’s really good with dogs.
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Yunho stood outside the door, fist hovering inches away from the wood. He knew he couldn’t avoid it, that he needed to get it out. It was probably going to be like a band-aid - the faster he removed it, the less pain there’d be.
But he couldn’t help it, his stomach was churning, and his hands were perspiring. And God, his head-
His head was chock full of scenarios that didn’t end well. Whether he got thrown out of Jaejoong’s house, every scenario ended with the beautiful man breaking it off with him.
And he wasn’t sure if he could take that.
Sure, he wouldn’t give up, he’d chase him. Forever. As long as forever took, even though he wasn’t sure how-
Jaejoong had opened the door and was staring at him expectantly, eyes bright in the way that Yunho loved, and Yunho felt himself falling again.
Aish, I’m staring.
“Um,” he started, unintelligently, “…hi?”
He shook his head, as if that would remove the question mark in his greeting, and remembered to drop his hand. It was like he wasn’t sure he was meeting Jae or he should run away and that was the last thing that he wanted Jaejoong to think and-
“Hi, Yunho, hello. I can see the cogs turning in your head so stop and come in, and come greet me the way you’re supposed to,” Jaejoong smiled, flushing at the last part of his speech.
He didn’t need to be asked a second time, arms immediately encircling the slightly shorter man, lips descending on Jaejoong’s as they kissed deep and long, tongue and teeth and all, and Yunho could feel Jaejoong coming apart beneath his fingers.
They parted for breath only when they had to, and Yunho almost swooned at the sight of Jae’s ravished lips, red and glistening with spit.
“Hi,” Yunho whispered this time, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to Jaejoong’s forehead.
“Now that’s more like it,” Jaejoong murmured into his neck, and Yunho couldn’t stop his laughter from bubbling up.
His Jaejoong was precious.
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Jaejoong frowned.
Something was definitely up.
He just didn’t know what, and Yunho was so obvious.
He basically blanked out while staring at him and Jaejoong could just see his eyes glazing over. He’s far from offended though - more of worried about the other man since it was a first seeing him act this way.
He was thinking hard about something and Jaejoong wasn’t going to push - he just wasn’t sure if he was going to like it, if this weird behavior was any indication.
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Ugh…
Yunho swiped the back of his hand across his eyes tiredly when their goodbyes were said and the door closed, before he started to walk back across the walkway to his own house.
He had been tormented the entire night - he was sure Jaejoong noticed how zoned out he’d been, and he’d felt so regretful, yet unable to shake off the thoughts chasing themselves about in his head.
Eventually they had cuddled on the couch together to watch a sappy movie, and he had tried to calm his heartbeat by breathing in Jaejoong, when the other man’s head had been tucked under his chin.
A little too successfully, he thought sheepishly - he’d fallen asleep.
And then Jae had woken him a little too pleasantly, or rather, distracted him a little too well - with his cock down his throat as he hummed, the delicious vibrations thrumming through his member.
His cock twitched interestedly, as the image of Jaejoong peering up at him through his bangs, lips stretched over his gorged cock, came to mind.
All the thoughts had flown out of his head when Jaejoong had tongued the slit, swallowing his precum, then proceeded to suck - hard - allowing Yunho to buck up wildly into the wet, wet warmth. Yunho had fucked his face, not yet awake enough to be gentle with his lover, and came with a shout.
He had been boneless in a post-orgasm haze, before he realized that little mewls were coming from Jaejoong and he had felt, more than seen, Jaejoong’s movements as he tried to hump Yunho’s leg. And his cock had filled again, ready for round two, as he growled and slipped two of his own fingers alongside Jaejoong’s fingers, pumping in and out quickly before Jaejoong stopped him, whimpering.
They had fumbled and by the time Yunho thrust into Jaejoong, it took only a few thrusts before they both came.
And suddenly it had been time to go, and he hadn’t gotten the words past his mouth despite all the torture the entire time. Now he was just standing outside the door.
Jaejoong-ah, I have a wife…
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A/N: I’m…kindaaaa back?? IDK if I can be regular though OTL but thought I’d get this out anyway. Apologies for any mistakes, I typed this whole thing in class, and with no sleep since last night. :(
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 792
Disclaimer: Don’t own anything.
Summary: Jaejoong finds the new neighbour so, so attractive, and Yunho’s really good with dogs.
---
Yunho stood outside the door, fist hovering inches away from the wood. He knew he couldn’t avoid it, that he needed to get it out. It was probably going to be like a band-aid - the faster he removed it, the less pain there’d be.
But he couldn’t help it, his stomach was churning, and his hands were perspiring. And God, his head-
His head was chock full of scenarios that didn’t end well. Whether he got thrown out of Jaejoong’s house, every scenario ended with the beautiful man breaking it off with him.
And he wasn’t sure if he could take that.
Sure, he wouldn’t give up, he’d chase him. Forever. As long as forever took, even though he wasn’t sure how-
Jaejoong had opened the door and was staring at him expectantly, eyes bright in the way that Yunho loved, and Yunho felt himself falling again.
Aish, I’m staring.
“Um,” he started, unintelligently, “…hi?”
He shook his head, as if that would remove the question mark in his greeting, and remembered to drop his hand. It was like he wasn’t sure he was meeting Jae or he should run away and that was the last thing that he wanted Jaejoong to think and-
“Hi, Yunho, hello. I can see the cogs turning in your head so stop and come in, and come greet me the way you’re supposed to,” Jaejoong smiled, flushing at the last part of his speech.
He didn’t need to be asked a second time, arms immediately encircling the slightly shorter man, lips descending on Jaejoong’s as they kissed deep and long, tongue and teeth and all, and Yunho could feel Jaejoong coming apart beneath his fingers.
They parted for breath only when they had to, and Yunho almost swooned at the sight of Jae’s ravished lips, red and glistening with spit.
“Hi,” Yunho whispered this time, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to Jaejoong’s forehead.
“Now that’s more like it,” Jaejoong murmured into his neck, and Yunho couldn’t stop his laughter from bubbling up.
His Jaejoong was precious.
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Jaejoong frowned.
Something was definitely up.
He just didn’t know what, and Yunho was so obvious.
He basically blanked out while staring at him and Jaejoong could just see his eyes glazing over. He’s far from offended though - more of worried about the other man since it was a first seeing him act this way.
He was thinking hard about something and Jaejoong wasn’t going to push - he just wasn’t sure if he was going to like it, if this weird behavior was any indication.
---
Ugh…
Yunho swiped the back of his hand across his eyes tiredly when their goodbyes were said and the door closed, before he started to walk back across the walkway to his own house.
He had been tormented the entire night - he was sure Jaejoong noticed how zoned out he’d been, and he’d felt so regretful, yet unable to shake off the thoughts chasing themselves about in his head.
Eventually they had cuddled on the couch together to watch a sappy movie, and he had tried to calm his heartbeat by breathing in Jaejoong, when the other man’s head had been tucked under his chin.
A little too successfully, he thought sheepishly - he’d fallen asleep.
And then Jae had woken him a little too pleasantly, or rather, distracted him a little too well - with his cock down his throat as he hummed, the delicious vibrations thrumming through his member.
His cock twitched interestedly, as the image of Jaejoong peering up at him through his bangs, lips stretched over his gorged cock, came to mind.
All the thoughts had flown out of his head when Jaejoong had tongued the slit, swallowing his precum, then proceeded to suck - hard - allowing Yunho to buck up wildly into the wet, wet warmth. Yunho had fucked his face, not yet awake enough to be gentle with his lover, and came with a shout.
He had been boneless in a post-orgasm haze, before he realized that little mewls were coming from Jaejoong and he had felt, more than seen, Jaejoong’s movements as he tried to hump Yunho’s leg. And his cock had filled again, ready for round two, as he growled and slipped two of his own fingers alongside Jaejoong’s fingers, pumping in and out quickly before Jaejoong stopped him, whimpering.
They had fumbled and by the time Yunho thrust into Jaejoong, it took only a few thrusts before they both came.
And suddenly it had been time to go, and he hadn’t gotten the words past his mouth despite all the torture the entire time. Now he was just standing outside the door.
Jaejoong-ah, I have a wife…
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A/N: I’m…kindaaaa back?? IDK if I can be regular though OTL but thought I’d get this out anyway. Apologies for any mistakes, I typed this whole thing in class, and with no sleep since last night. :(