Hand(le) It [one-shot]
Hand(le) It
YunJae | NC-17 | Humor | Romance | Smut | Un-beta
Prompt from jaeho_detox's prompt meme: “Yunho is a massagist, Jaejoong turns to putty under those hands”
A/N: I have no idea about the exact procedures so please excuse those! OTL
Taking a seat in his usual spot in the van, Jaejoong slumped-exhausted, onto his portable pillow, ready to set himself off into dreamland until his manager opened his mouth and groaned.
“Oh shut it. You have an interview in thirty minutes with High Cut and you need to keep your make-up on since we’re low on staff today.” His manager, Changmin sneered and focused on the road without expecting a response.
They’ve been up since five in the morning, attending crazy reasonable scheduled appointments with one interview and photo session after another. It wasn’t anything new in Jaejoong’s life ever since he started his career as an idol and he’s been accumulating stress since day one and even prior.
No rest, no junk food, no nada.
It was barely eleven and Jaejoong had already gone through four interviews, including the one they were headed to-making five interviews all in one morning. His manager is crazy. Tsk.
However, all in a day’s work, his life has been going up since and still rising with his everlasting fame.
And he deserved it.
Sighing, Jaejoong looked out the window as they passed by some massage parlors and sauna bath house.
“A massage sounds nice.” Jaejoong murmured soundlessly under his breath before drifting off to his little nap of fifteen minutes and still counting- unaware of the concerned expression on his manager’s face.
- - >
“What are we doing here, Changmin?”
Adjusting the sunglasses, Jaejoong gave his manager a confused look even though the other man could hardly tell if the idol was looking at him.
“A massage parlor” Changmin simple stated in his a-matter-of-factly tone, which Jaejoong always hated whenever he used it on him because obviously it meant something was up, or he was just too slow to catch up on whatever his manager cooked up.
Either way, they were at same massage parlor in which Jaejoong had his eyes on the other day and still does, but to waltz here the very same day?
“I know that” he scoffed, “but why are we here?” Checking his cell phone for any possible message and looked around for a hidden camera just in case he got stuck on some surprise variety show like the last time his manager brought him to a salon. It wasn’t pretty. Literally.
“It’s not a hidden camera show, Jaejoong.” The pretty man looked up, eyeing the other in suspicion. “Are you sure? That’s exactly the same thing you said the last time you put me into one.” He said, slowly inching away and on the verge of breaking into a sprint.
“Aish, I’m not stupid to trick you with the same thing- and no, it’s not your birthday.” He finished when he caught Jaejoong checking his calendar. “You’re been working hard lately and your steam seems to be low recently, so I thought you should take a break to rejuvenate. I even cleared your schedule for the rest of today and tomorrow so you better enjoy it while you can and get some sleep too- omf!“
Jaejoong squished his manager into a huge hug. “Thanks Min! You’re the best!” He squeezed him even tighter, reluctant to let the taller man go until he was sure this wasn’t some hoax to get him to let his guard down.
“Yeah yeah yeah, ok! Let me go before you miss your appointment because it’s going to expire in the next three minutes!” Changmin scolded and inhaled again once Jaejoong released him and skipped away into the massage parlor. “You have a reservation at the Italian restaurant you like so much later at five! Don’t miss it!” He received and ‘ok’ sigh from Jaejoong and later some hearts he usually showed off in his concerts.
“That idiot better get some rest” he muttered and headed towards the nearest restaurant with reservations, of course.
- - >
“Welcome to Magic Hands Massage Parlor. How may I help you today, sir?” A man with one of the widest forehead Jaejoong had ever seen greeted him with a wide smile.
The place was crawling with rainbows and Jaejoong could have sworn he saw a few unicorns huddled in a corner.
“Hello. Um… I have a reservation for one.” Jaejoong murmur lowly. A habit he learned to keep his voice low and unrecognizable or a flock of fangirls would come chasing after him. It didn’t help the last time when he tried to order a simple cup of coffee and the deaf cashier couldn’t hear what the hell he was saying.
“Oh, the one under Shim Changmin?” Jaejoong nodded, not surprised that his manager would reserve it under his own name to prevent stalkers from checking where he was going and hiding the fact from the ushered location to lessen the commotions.
“Then right this way Mr. Shim. I’m Yoochun by the way and if you need anything, you’ll know where to find me.” He winked and led Jaejoong to his room, just down the corner where it was the most secluded from the rest of the rooms.
Perfect.
“Here’s your robe and towel for your bath. Once you’re done, head to room B. It’s across from this room and your assigned massagist from your preference on your application should be waiting there.” Jaejoong nodded again and waited for Yoochun to leave before stripping out of his clothes. It felt very nice to finally get some decent rest and he’s been waiting such a fucking long time.
He entered the bath, surprised at the size of it before breaking into a smile full of glee. There was a fountain with hot steaming mist layers hugging the walls in a cloudy wonderland. Even the water was filled with a milky white color, as if it wasn’t water at all. The interior looked really splendid and they did a good job keeping the place magical like the title of their shop, he thought- thinking he should probably drop them a few compliments here and there whenever he got the chance.
Finding the nearest seat, he slowly sank down, “Ahhh” Jaejoong moaned. His sore limbs loosen up and slowly turned to jelly.
It felt so fucking great and he wish he didn’t have to leave here at all.
Taking his time, he soaked himself around and made sure he got ever inch before playing with the fountain and everything else. Eventually finding it enough time, he cleaned up and got dressed, heading for his next stop.
The robe was short and Jaejoong thought Yoochun probably gave him the wrong size but disregarded the idea afterwards because he was going to take it off anyway.
Humming, Jaejoong entered room B as imprinted on the door and was greeted by a table in the middle of the room with a pillow and cushion right on top of it. The room was filled with lit candles everywhere -scented, Jaejong assumes with the floating aroma and some extra towels at the side. An opened window half-covered by curtains until Jaejoong realized a man standing right there and nearly tripped once the taller man turned around.
“Hi, I’m Yunho and I’ll be your massagist today.” He greeted with a smile and Jaejoong couldn’t help by smile back “Jaejoong.”
Damn, the man is gorgeous and fuck, he has a mole on his lip and- shit, those hands! Jaejoong shamelessly checked out the other man and reminded himself to remain calm before he starts drooling openly at the sight. Also, telling himself to thank whatever being out there that Changmin knew his preference so fucking well.
Even his fans didn’t exactly know he preferred men but let’s save the world from fall apart right now, ok?
“Please have a seat and we’ll get started.” Mr. Gorgeous said and Jaejoong felt his insides make a backward flip. Shit, could today get any better. He followed wordlessly and without warning took his robe off to flash his golden abs and sculpted triceps.
Yup, he looked damn fine and he’s been working out since day one. Didn’t he say so? Of course, it’s a surprise for Mr. Right, that is- because god, that man’s small face, almond eyes and chestnut hair.
If only he could see what’s underneath all that.
Patiently, Jaejoong saw the taller man set the timer before turning back to him, raising an eyebrow and looking straight at his abs just like he wanted. Score.
Grinning, Jaejoong lay on his stomach above the flat layered cushion and rested his head, face first on the pillow. His back exposing his beautiful tattoo and delicate nape to the prying eyes of his massagist as he tried hard not to laugh when he felt slim fingers smudged with oil, smoothing over his back.
“Please relax. I’m going to start now.” Yunho said, already rubbing his hands onto Jaejoong’s back.
“Please do-oh, yeah!” Jaejoong moaned when Yunho pushed against a certain spot over his shoulder and he couldn’t help but bask in the sensation. The knots untangling one after another and the absolutely loved it when those hands drummed against his arms with complete delicacy.
The guy is definitely a pro. That’s for sure.
“Ahhh” Jaejoong purred under Yunho’s touch, “You’re so good.” He commented and Yunho smirked. “Thank you. It’s been awhile since I’ve had a beautiful client, such as yourself.” His voice dropping low at the end of his sentence while Jaejoong turned his head to get a good look at the other man’s face.
“Thanks but really, your hands are so good at this- oh!” Jaejoong felt something come lose and his body turned to goo as he drowned into pure relaxation. “God, that hit the spot.”
Yunho chuckled and whisper against Jaejoong’s ear, laying small squeezes around his neck. “I know what else my hands are good at and it’ll surely hit the spot if you like. Do you want to try it?” He mused, finding it cute how Jaejoong hummed and contemplated on the thought.
“Sure, why not? I like your hands.” Unaware of what exactly Yunho meant, but he didn’t mind because the man was already giving him some great service and he wouldn’t care if it came with extras.
“Lay on your back.” Yunho simply announced, applying some lotion onto his hand as Jaejoong did as he was told willingly in anticipation, waiting for the other man to begin. Lazily, Jaejoong stared at Yunho, who was now checking him out very obviously and Jaejoong couldn’t help but blush at the exposure because damn, it was hot to be looked at by someone so gorgeous.
Looking away, Jaejoong felt hands bending one of his leg and another circling around his ho-ly shit.
“W-what are you doing?” Jaejoong tensed and flinched when a finger pried into his hole and a hand wrapped around his growing manhood. Unconsciously letting out a moan, Jaejoong steadied himself on the table to prevent himself from falling off.
“Just showing you what my hands are good at.” Yunho answered like it was the weather they were simply conversing about. He added another finger, earning him another groan on Jaejoong’s part, who then gripped onto the table even tighter.
Fuck you, Shim Changmin!
- - >
“Ah- choo!” Changmin sneezed, drinking his cold smoothie away without a care in the world, especially not his money making idol, who is suppose to relaxing at this moment.
“He’s probably getting laid right now. “ He mumbled to no one in particular. “Good thing it was part of the service because that idiot needs to relax badly.” He stuffed some noodles in his mouth and ordered two more sashimi with cold noodles, unaware of the idol’s upcoming rage.
- - >
Yunho had three fingers in Jaejoong’s hole, preparing himself for another finger, his shirt gone along with Jaejoong’s towel, leaving the pretty man bare. He pushed another finger in, receiving plenty of noisy moans as he notice he had finally hit a certain spot in the lovely beauty.
“There! Right there!” Jaejoong screamed and groaned loudly when Yunho complied and moved his hips in sync with Yunho’s hand.
The man was in heaven.
Slowly, Yunho removed his lodged fingers and heard a whine on Jaejoong’s end until he unzipped his pants and spread the pretty man’s legs and grabbing his length.
“I’m going to give you the best massage ever.” Yunho smirked mischievously, watching Jaejoong nod in understanding of his ulterior motive.
“Give it to me.” Jaejoong smiled and Yunho pushed in, his manhood penetrating the other man as they he screamed in utter dismay. “Oh god- fuck! You’re huge! Ah!”
Yunho didn’t stop moving until he was all the way in and paused to make sure Jaejoong had given him the ‘ok.’ Huffing, Jaejoong nodded and Yunho thrust into him, pulling away and pushing in again.
Without holding back, Jaejoong moaned and screamed Yunho’s name, moving together with the other man as he plunged into his hole with force. They continued with the same rhythm, shaking the table as Yunho grabbed onto Jaejoong’s manhood and gave it a few strokes before they both reached their peak.
Yunho came inside Jaejoong while the pretty man spilled himself all over Yunho’s hand, quickly inhaling as much air as he could. Tired, Yunho landed on Jaejoong’s chest and they both stayed still until the timer was up.
“That was… very relaxing.” Jaejoong commented and yawned. He was about to drift off to sleep when Yunho said. “Do you want to go out for dinner later? I don’t usually do this with anyone but it would be nice to get to know you better, Jaejoong.”
Jaejoong grinned.
“Sure and I just know a great Italian restaurant around here.”
After he makes another appointment, that is.
A/N: I have no idea who the anon is but thanks for suggesting the prompt because it was seriously calling my name and I haven’t done a prompt on the kink meme so I feel so horrible for not participating when on YunJae’s wedding day! because I was studying for my exams. ;; Also, my main story Hotel 0 doesn’t really have anymore smut till probably the end and I was craving for some good smut so yeahhhh…. Anyway, hope everyone likes it. :) Question, comments and criticism are welcome! \o/
YunJae | NC-17 | Humor | Romance | Smut | Un-beta
Prompt from jaeho_detox's prompt meme: “Yunho is a massagist, Jaejoong turns to putty under those hands”
A/N: I have no idea about the exact procedures so please excuse those! OTL
Taking a seat in his usual spot in the van, Jaejoong slumped-exhausted, onto his portable pillow, ready to set himself off into dreamland until his manager opened his mouth and groaned.
“Oh shut it. You have an interview in thirty minutes with High Cut and you need to keep your make-up on since we’re low on staff today.” His manager, Changmin sneered and focused on the road without expecting a response.
They’ve been up since five in the morning, attending crazy reasonable scheduled appointments with one interview and photo session after another. It wasn’t anything new in Jaejoong’s life ever since he started his career as an idol and he’s been accumulating stress since day one and even prior.
No rest, no junk food, no nada.
It was barely eleven and Jaejoong had already gone through four interviews, including the one they were headed to-making five interviews all in one morning. His manager is crazy. Tsk.
However, all in a day’s work, his life has been going up since and still rising with his everlasting fame.
And he deserved it.
Sighing, Jaejoong looked out the window as they passed by some massage parlors and sauna bath house.
“A massage sounds nice.” Jaejoong murmured soundlessly under his breath before drifting off to his little nap of fifteen minutes and still counting- unaware of the concerned expression on his manager’s face.
- - >
“What are we doing here, Changmin?”
Adjusting the sunglasses, Jaejoong gave his manager a confused look even though the other man could hardly tell if the idol was looking at him.
“A massage parlor” Changmin simple stated in his a-matter-of-factly tone, which Jaejoong always hated whenever he used it on him because obviously it meant something was up, or he was just too slow to catch up on whatever his manager cooked up.
Either way, they were at same massage parlor in which Jaejoong had his eyes on the other day and still does, but to waltz here the very same day?
“I know that” he scoffed, “but why are we here?” Checking his cell phone for any possible message and looked around for a hidden camera just in case he got stuck on some surprise variety show like the last time his manager brought him to a salon. It wasn’t pretty. Literally.
“It’s not a hidden camera show, Jaejoong.” The pretty man looked up, eyeing the other in suspicion. “Are you sure? That’s exactly the same thing you said the last time you put me into one.” He said, slowly inching away and on the verge of breaking into a sprint.
“Aish, I’m not stupid to trick you with the same thing- and no, it’s not your birthday.” He finished when he caught Jaejoong checking his calendar. “You’re been working hard lately and your steam seems to be low recently, so I thought you should take a break to rejuvenate. I even cleared your schedule for the rest of today and tomorrow so you better enjoy it while you can and get some sleep too- omf!“
Jaejoong squished his manager into a huge hug. “Thanks Min! You’re the best!” He squeezed him even tighter, reluctant to let the taller man go until he was sure this wasn’t some hoax to get him to let his guard down.
“Yeah yeah yeah, ok! Let me go before you miss your appointment because it’s going to expire in the next three minutes!” Changmin scolded and inhaled again once Jaejoong released him and skipped away into the massage parlor. “You have a reservation at the Italian restaurant you like so much later at five! Don’t miss it!” He received and ‘ok’ sigh from Jaejoong and later some hearts he usually showed off in his concerts.
“That idiot better get some rest” he muttered and headed towards the nearest restaurant with reservations, of course.
- - >
“Welcome to Magic Hands Massage Parlor. How may I help you today, sir?” A man with one of the widest forehead Jaejoong had ever seen greeted him with a wide smile.
The place was crawling with rainbows and Jaejoong could have sworn he saw a few unicorns huddled in a corner.
“Hello. Um… I have a reservation for one.” Jaejoong murmur lowly. A habit he learned to keep his voice low and unrecognizable or a flock of fangirls would come chasing after him. It didn’t help the last time when he tried to order a simple cup of coffee and the deaf cashier couldn’t hear what the hell he was saying.
“Oh, the one under Shim Changmin?” Jaejoong nodded, not surprised that his manager would reserve it under his own name to prevent stalkers from checking where he was going and hiding the fact from the ushered location to lessen the commotions.
“Then right this way Mr. Shim. I’m Yoochun by the way and if you need anything, you’ll know where to find me.” He winked and led Jaejoong to his room, just down the corner where it was the most secluded from the rest of the rooms.
Perfect.
“Here’s your robe and towel for your bath. Once you’re done, head to room B. It’s across from this room and your assigned massagist from your preference on your application should be waiting there.” Jaejoong nodded again and waited for Yoochun to leave before stripping out of his clothes. It felt very nice to finally get some decent rest and he’s been waiting such a fucking long time.
He entered the bath, surprised at the size of it before breaking into a smile full of glee. There was a fountain with hot steaming mist layers hugging the walls in a cloudy wonderland. Even the water was filled with a milky white color, as if it wasn’t water at all. The interior looked really splendid and they did a good job keeping the place magical like the title of their shop, he thought- thinking he should probably drop them a few compliments here and there whenever he got the chance.
Finding the nearest seat, he slowly sank down, “Ahhh” Jaejoong moaned. His sore limbs loosen up and slowly turned to jelly.
It felt so fucking great and he wish he didn’t have to leave here at all.
Taking his time, he soaked himself around and made sure he got ever inch before playing with the fountain and everything else. Eventually finding it enough time, he cleaned up and got dressed, heading for his next stop.
The robe was short and Jaejoong thought Yoochun probably gave him the wrong size but disregarded the idea afterwards because he was going to take it off anyway.
Humming, Jaejoong entered room B as imprinted on the door and was greeted by a table in the middle of the room with a pillow and cushion right on top of it. The room was filled with lit candles everywhere -scented, Jaejong assumes with the floating aroma and some extra towels at the side. An opened window half-covered by curtains until Jaejoong realized a man standing right there and nearly tripped once the taller man turned around.
“Hi, I’m Yunho and I’ll be your massagist today.” He greeted with a smile and Jaejoong couldn’t help by smile back “Jaejoong.”
Damn, the man is gorgeous and fuck, he has a mole on his lip and- shit, those hands! Jaejoong shamelessly checked out the other man and reminded himself to remain calm before he starts drooling openly at the sight. Also, telling himself to thank whatever being out there that Changmin knew his preference so fucking well.
Even his fans didn’t exactly know he preferred men but let’s save the world from fall apart right now, ok?
“Please have a seat and we’ll get started.” Mr. Gorgeous said and Jaejoong felt his insides make a backward flip. Shit, could today get any better. He followed wordlessly and without warning took his robe off to flash his golden abs and sculpted triceps.
Yup, he looked damn fine and he’s been working out since day one. Didn’t he say so? Of course, it’s a surprise for Mr. Right, that is- because god, that man’s small face, almond eyes and chestnut hair.
If only he could see what’s underneath all that.
Patiently, Jaejoong saw the taller man set the timer before turning back to him, raising an eyebrow and looking straight at his abs just like he wanted. Score.
Grinning, Jaejoong lay on his stomach above the flat layered cushion and rested his head, face first on the pillow. His back exposing his beautiful tattoo and delicate nape to the prying eyes of his massagist as he tried hard not to laugh when he felt slim fingers smudged with oil, smoothing over his back.
“Please relax. I’m going to start now.” Yunho said, already rubbing his hands onto Jaejoong’s back.
“Please do-oh, yeah!” Jaejoong moaned when Yunho pushed against a certain spot over his shoulder and he couldn’t help but bask in the sensation. The knots untangling one after another and the absolutely loved it when those hands drummed against his arms with complete delicacy.
The guy is definitely a pro. That’s for sure.
“Ahhh” Jaejoong purred under Yunho’s touch, “You’re so good.” He commented and Yunho smirked. “Thank you. It’s been awhile since I’ve had a beautiful client, such as yourself.” His voice dropping low at the end of his sentence while Jaejoong turned his head to get a good look at the other man’s face.
“Thanks but really, your hands are so good at this- oh!” Jaejoong felt something come lose and his body turned to goo as he drowned into pure relaxation. “God, that hit the spot.”
Yunho chuckled and whisper against Jaejoong’s ear, laying small squeezes around his neck. “I know what else my hands are good at and it’ll surely hit the spot if you like. Do you want to try it?” He mused, finding it cute how Jaejoong hummed and contemplated on the thought.
“Sure, why not? I like your hands.” Unaware of what exactly Yunho meant, but he didn’t mind because the man was already giving him some great service and he wouldn’t care if it came with extras.
“Lay on your back.” Yunho simply announced, applying some lotion onto his hand as Jaejoong did as he was told willingly in anticipation, waiting for the other man to begin. Lazily, Jaejoong stared at Yunho, who was now checking him out very obviously and Jaejoong couldn’t help but blush at the exposure because damn, it was hot to be looked at by someone so gorgeous.
Looking away, Jaejoong felt hands bending one of his leg and another circling around his ho-ly shit.
“W-what are you doing?” Jaejoong tensed and flinched when a finger pried into his hole and a hand wrapped around his growing manhood. Unconsciously letting out a moan, Jaejoong steadied himself on the table to prevent himself from falling off.
“Just showing you what my hands are good at.” Yunho answered like it was the weather they were simply conversing about. He added another finger, earning him another groan on Jaejoong’s part, who then gripped onto the table even tighter.
Fuck you, Shim Changmin!
- - >
“Ah- choo!” Changmin sneezed, drinking his cold smoothie away without a care in the world, especially not his money making idol, who is suppose to relaxing at this moment.
“He’s probably getting laid right now. “ He mumbled to no one in particular. “Good thing it was part of the service because that idiot needs to relax badly.” He stuffed some noodles in his mouth and ordered two more sashimi with cold noodles, unaware of the idol’s upcoming rage.
- - >
Yunho had three fingers in Jaejoong’s hole, preparing himself for another finger, his shirt gone along with Jaejoong’s towel, leaving the pretty man bare. He pushed another finger in, receiving plenty of noisy moans as he notice he had finally hit a certain spot in the lovely beauty.
“There! Right there!” Jaejoong screamed and groaned loudly when Yunho complied and moved his hips in sync with Yunho’s hand.
The man was in heaven.
Slowly, Yunho removed his lodged fingers and heard a whine on Jaejoong’s end until he unzipped his pants and spread the pretty man’s legs and grabbing his length.
“I’m going to give you the best massage ever.” Yunho smirked mischievously, watching Jaejoong nod in understanding of his ulterior motive.
“Give it to me.” Jaejoong smiled and Yunho pushed in, his manhood penetrating the other man as they he screamed in utter dismay. “Oh god- fuck! You’re huge! Ah!”
Yunho didn’t stop moving until he was all the way in and paused to make sure Jaejoong had given him the ‘ok.’ Huffing, Jaejoong nodded and Yunho thrust into him, pulling away and pushing in again.
Without holding back, Jaejoong moaned and screamed Yunho’s name, moving together with the other man as he plunged into his hole with force. They continued with the same rhythm, shaking the table as Yunho grabbed onto Jaejoong’s manhood and gave it a few strokes before they both reached their peak.
Yunho came inside Jaejoong while the pretty man spilled himself all over Yunho’s hand, quickly inhaling as much air as he could. Tired, Yunho landed on Jaejoong’s chest and they both stayed still until the timer was up.
“That was… very relaxing.” Jaejoong commented and yawned. He was about to drift off to sleep when Yunho said. “Do you want to go out for dinner later? I don’t usually do this with anyone but it would be nice to get to know you better, Jaejoong.”
Jaejoong grinned.
“Sure and I just know a great Italian restaurant around here.”
After he makes another appointment, that is.
A/N: I have no idea who the anon is but thanks for suggesting the prompt because it was seriously calling my name and I haven’t done a prompt on the kink meme so I feel so horrible for not participating when on YunJae’s wedding day! because I was studying for my exams. ;; Also, my main story Hotel 0 doesn’t really have anymore smut till probably the end and I was craving for some good smut so yeahhhh…. Anyway, hope everyone likes it. :) Question, comments and criticism are welcome! \o/