Love; far too long 1/6
Title: Love; far too long 1/6
Plot: kiboushinjitsu
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1718
Disclaimer: Don’t own anything.
Summary: A beautiful young secretary, two rings and a bouquet of daisies. Sometimes love goes on for too long and the ones in love forget what it feels like.
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“Mmm… I love you, Joongie.” Yunho nuzzled his lover’s neck, tongue darting out to sweep across his favourite spot under the jaw. He faintly registered the beautiful laughter that only Jaejoong possessed in tandem with the tremors of the bare chest against his clothed one. It brought on rumbling of a different nature in him, though, when the image of Jaejoong under him from the night before, thoroughly debauched and needy, mewling with desire, popped into his head.
Jaejoong’s hands came up to rest firmly at his chest, pushing him away a little. Yunho pouted, and Jaejoong leaned in against to press a chaste kiss to his lips, fluttering out-of-reach before Yunho could think to deepen it. Jaejoong smiled. “You’re going to be late, Yunnie~”
Yunho’s arms tightened around Jaejoong’s form, pulling the latter closer to his chest. “I don’t care, what’s the point of being the boss if I can’t occasionally come in late?”
Jaejoong laughed at the unbecoming childishness, and Yunho cheated. Cheated and leaned in to let his tongue play in the sensitive area behind Jaejoong’s ear - and felt more than heard Jaejoong’s laughter cut off, swallowed in a gulp.
“Yunh- Aahh…” The warning was forgotten as Yunho slipped a finger into his entrance, still loose from the previous night’s activities, pushing it in knuckle-deep to locate his prostrate unnervingly fast.
Jaejoong could only cling on.
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“You cheater,” Jaejoong accused without malice, still breathing hard and coming down from his high.
“You love me.” Yunho sat up a little and arranged them such that Jaejoong’s head was on his chest, his arms going around Jaejoong’s body, rubbing and caressing soothingly.
“You messed up your clothes,” Jaejoong retorted, rolling his eyes though Yunho couldn’t see him.
Yunho’s nails scraped against his still-sensitive nipples unconsciously and he let out a moan, heat coiling in his stomach at the delicious friction. Then Yunho moved from beneath him, forcing him to sit up as the former got up to stand at the bedside. Yunho leaned over him, their breaths mingling. “I think I’m going to work now. I’m already late, after all.”
Jaejoong glared, all thoughts of Yunho’s teasing being unintentional and unconscious dismissed. “Finish what you started, you ass,”
“You love this ass, baby.” Yunho smirked, bending to pick Jaejoong up, the latter’s arms and legs immediately wrapping around his neck and waist as they made their way to the bathroom.
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A smile played on Yunho’s lips as he made his way to the elevator.
They stood at the door; Jaejoong was pouting, a little annoyed at Yunho for enticing him (and at himself, for falling to temptation). Yunho swore those lips in a pout will be the death of him, because he’d do anything to kiss those lips when his Jaejoongie was being so cute.
“Aww, don’t be like that, Joongie~ How am I supposed to go if you’re being so cute?” Yunho poked at Jaejoong’s cheek. Jaejoong huffed a little, crossing his arms. Yunho laughed, glomping Jaejoong and trapping the latter’s arms in an awkward position in his embrace. “You’re too cute, I don’t want to go~” He pressed a kiss to the mop of black hair at the top of Jaejoong’s head before letting go.
“Aish! You creased your shirt!” Jaejoong fussed, running his palms across Yunho’s arms and chest to smooth out the fabric. He looked slightly placated as he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “See you for lunch?”
“Yup,” Yunho leaned down to kiss Jaejoong properly, now that all was forgiven. Jaejoong was finally smiling by the time they parted for air, and Yunho slipped out the door with the beautiful smile burnt into the back of his eyelids and warmth in his chest.
He was the luckiest man on earth.
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He was surprised, to say the least, when he walked to his office and found a new face behind the secretary’s table. She was a pretty little thing (but not at all, if compared to Jaejoong, of course - Jaejoong was ethereal, beautiful), with a pleasant face, hair which had its liquidity trapped in an elastic band, a white fitted button-up shirt and a black pencil skirt.
Yunho raised an eyebrow questioningly as he came closer.
Probably feeling the intensity of the stare, the girl looked up from the pile of papers she was sorting. Upon seeing him, however, she emitted a surprised squeak and proceeded to jump up from her seat - causing the papers on originally on her lap to be scattered all over the floor.
“Oh!” Her forehead creased as she started picking up the papers. Yunho hurriedly walked over and tried to help as well, considering he was the one to cause the ruckus. Handing all the papers he had gathered to her, and accepting her thanks with a brief, perfunctory nod, he asked, “And you are...?”
It was pleasing to the smile lighting up her face, as she introduced herself (“Baek Haejin; you can call me Haejin.”), explaining the unfortunate incident that Mrs. Choi’s relative had gotten into back at her hometown, requiring her resignation from her appointment as his secretary. That she was someone handpicked by Mrs. Choi, that she came with recommendation letters (of which photocopies she passed to him) though it was within a short timeframe. She ended her introductions-cum-explanations almost breathlessly, but Yunho could tell she was holding her breath as he scanned through the letter signed by Mrs. Choi.
“Well, you have amazing qualifications, and it would be an honour to work with you.” Yunho extended his hand for a handshake.
A heave of relief.
“The pleasure is all mine.” Then she took Yunho’s hand and shook it, smiling.
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Yunho buried his head in work, piles and piles of documents that didn’t seem to diminish at all in height. There was a click as the door was closed and he muttered absentmindedly, “Leave the documents by the side, please. Thanks Haejin.”
He was only vaguely aware of a presence by his side as he read through the proposal in front of him. He was, therefore, shocked (jumping a little in his seat, though he’d never admit it out loud) when hands touched his shoulders. “Wha- Shit-“
He whipped his chair around, ready to lash out at his secretary, but it was Jaejoong, smiling softly at him, if not a little amused. All his muscles visibly relaxed, the tension released at the identity of his raven-haired intruder, and he smiled back tiredly, opening his arms in welcome.
Jaejoong straddled his lap, and Yunho wrapped his arms loosely around his waist. Jaejoong stroked his cheek with his thumb, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “You look tired.”
Yunho hummed in reply, eyes falling shut as his head rested against the warmth of Jaejoong’s chest.
“Lunch?” Jae started to get up, but he held on tighter.
“A little while longer. Please?”
The raven-haired male sat down again, his hands running up and down Yunho’s back soothingly.
There, in Jaejoong’s embrace, Yunho stayed, just breathing in the vanilla scent of his lover that wafted through the air unfailingly, letting it wash over him in waves as the touch of his lover calmed him, like so many times before.
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He leaned back against his chair, eyes closed and every part of him focused on his breathing as he tried to will the mounting headache away. His forehead was creased from the pain and frustration. He just couldn’t understand. Was it just him? But why would Shin-sshi suddenly appear to be insubordinate? True, he was always beneath Yunho in terms of status (of course, since he was only managing the subsidiary company), but there was no cause to start this now. Regardless, it was still true that he was creating problems with his flawed proposals and budget estimates. He just couldn’t think of a way to handle this properly and it would be risky, unprofitable if it wasn’-
Ah, Joongie…
He felt fingers pressing and pressing at his temples, gentle but insistent, and it was a relief from the pain that was causing his head to throb. Each touch took away a little more of the pain and returned a little more blissful calm into his head. Yunho let out an appreciative noise when the hands that had slid down to his shoulders kneaded, contacting with a particularly sensitive nerve ending.
“Thank you…” he breathed gratefully, his hands reaching up to catch the hands on his shoulders.
His intentions were to pull his lover into his embrace, and ravish him till he was senseless as thanks. However, the moment he had those hands caged, he knew something was wrong, yet he couldn’t stop the motion, and as it was, he had a handful of warmth in his arms.
Oh my goodness, it’s Haejin.
His eyes must have widened to scary proportions as he stared into another pair of eyes in muted shock. The silence roared in his ears, and it was the feeling of the heat rushing to his face that had him tearing his eyes away. He cleared his throat, trying to hide his embarrassment. The secretary seemed to have caught on, though, and quickly gathered herself from his lap, starting to sputter.
“I-I- I’m sorry- I just- The other day-“ He heard her take a deep breath, trying to calm herself, before resuming shakily.
“I’m really sorry, Yunho-sshi. I saw Kim-sshi doing this for you the other day and-“
She paused, biting a lip. “-and you looked like you needed it.”
Her face was sincere, open, and Yunho did appreciate it - no matter how disastrously embarrassing the mistaken identity had turned out to be - so he settled back into his professional mode.
“It’s alright, you don’t have to apologise. Thank you, really.”
He kept a smile on as Haejin bowed slightly and rushed (as much as she could while in those heels) out of the room. Then he swung his chair around and dropped his head on the table. It’s a mistake, it’s a mistake, it’s a mistake, he chanted-
But why couldn’t he keep the heat from coiling in his stomach when he remembered the slightly messy hair, the lips parted in surprise, the tinted cheeks and the hazel eyes of his secretary in his lap?
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A/N: First offfffff, thanks to kiboushinjitsu for letting me write this! It's her plot, btw, if you didn't realise! You’ll probably be happy to note that I’m finished with this whole thing; it’s only going to be a few chapters and I’m staggering the posting :) Comments would be loved, if you could spare the time :3 I'm quite happy with this - I spent days and days and days - I hope you all like it! Thank you babes~