You Were Saying....?
Title: You Were Saying....?
Author: ChevyPortia.
Genre: Comedy, Smut.
Pairing: YooSu.
Length: One Shot.
Synopsis: One very lazy afternoon, and YooChun is bored.....and desperate.
JunSu was lying on the couch, a 97-page comic book in his hands. He knew he'd finish it within the next 20 minutes and he guessed that he was going to be very bored very soon if someone didn't interfere.
YooChun fell back and JunSu pulled back his legs a second before he crushed them.
He set down the book and glared. "A little warning next time," he snapped, although there was no real heat in the words. YooChun grinned unrepentantly and pulled his legs to settle on his lap.
"I'm saving you from death" YooChun said, head lolling back lazily.
JunSu's brow rose. "How exactly?"
"You'd have been bored to death in the next 20 minutes. You wanted me to interfere" Sometimes, he hated having a partner who knew him so well. YooChun's head turned to look at him. "Jun-Su" he drew out the name.
"I'm not going to have sex with you again" JunSu said firmly.
YooChun let out a groan. "But-"
"You said you were bored the last two times, Chun" JunSu reminded him sternly, although he felt his resistance crumbling under the pressure of pure boredom.
"But-"
"And you used the medical ailment excuse two days ago" JunSu rolled his eyes, he'd known it was fake but he couldn't be bothered to argue with a Park YooChun who was cooped up at home for an entire day. "Then you used the birthday present excuse-"
"It was my birthday-"
"Three months ago"
YooChun stuck out his tongue. "Not like you got me anything then"
"I got you a collar" JunSu said, slightly affronted.
"For HaRang" YooChun said.
JunSu frowned. "You needed a new collar because HaRang's old one had been torn up; it's a perfectly practical present in such a case. Would you rather I'd gotten you something you're only going to use once a year or something?"
YooChun looked at him in a way that made it clear what the answer was.
"Fine, I'll get you something for HaRang's birthday, okay?"
"Good boy" YooChun murmured, pulling him forward to press a light kiss on his lips. JunSu pulled back before he could deepen the kiss, though. "Come on" YooChun half-whined, "You're bored, I'm bored, we have time, I bought extra lube and condoms, we're set basically"
JunSu couldn't stop the corner of his mouth from turning up, but he stifled it with some difficulty. "Not going to"
"Why not?" YooChun asked.
JunSu opened his mouth to answer before shutting it close, thinking of a proper answer, before he settled on, "Don't feel like it"
YooChun's eyes widened. "How could you not feel like having sex?"
"YooChun, do you know that an average hum-"
"Su" YooChun said, a warning laced in his tone. "Don't rattle on me, I'm already bored, and I don't feel like sleeping. It's all we do these days"
"Well, it's not normal to have sex so frequently" JunSu stated.
YooChun smirked. "Nope, we're better than just normal"
JunSu couldn't hide his smile this time. "Special?"
YooChun moved so that he straddled JunSu, legs on either side of his waist. "Yep," his hand reached up to play with the loose strands of hair that fell into JunSu's face. "Special"
If YooChun had asked one more time, JunSu knew that he couldn't have protested even if he'd wanted to. But he didn't want to, and they both knew it.
JunSu moved forward, letting YooChun kiss him slowly, biting his lips gently. YooChun's hands tugged harder at the hair, moving to rest at the back of his head, his body pressing closer to JunSu's. YooChun let out a soft moan as JunSu's hips moved up of their own accord, even as his fingers pressed against the hard muscles of his stomach. JunSu's fingers tugged at the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up in jerky, quick motions-
The phone rang.
"Ignore it" YooChun said, pressing his lips to the side of JunSu's neck.
"YooChun" JunSu protested. "What if it's really important?"
"Never mind" The lips were insistent, biting the skin over his collarbone, hands at the skin near his hip, pressing against it and his thumbs rubbing soft circles-
"No" JunSu said, trying to convince himself more than anyone else. "Come on, Chun," he pushed half-heartedly at the man. "YooChun," he tried again, hands firmer. "Park YooChun," he said sharply, and the said man finally retreated, giving a final bite to the skin.
"Whoever's on that phone better have a damn good reason for calling" YooChun complained, glumly settling lower on JunSu's legs, unwilling to get off the man fully.
JunSu picked up the phone, stretching the cord, and said in the politest voice he could procure -considering how out of breath he was- "Hello, Park YooChun's residence, JunSu speaking"
"Su-ie" the chirpy voice of Kim JaeJoong could be heard through the phone.
"Oh, hi hyung" he said, and YooChun looked up with a tilting head. "Why'd you call?" YooChun got a curious light in his eyes, and JunSu frowned, it usually didn't mean anything good for him. YooChun grinned - the same charming grin that he'd thrown at JunSu when they'd first started going out-and JunSu frowned even more, batting the man away with one arm.
"I had nothing to do, so I decided to call" JaeJoong said, sounding even happier than he usually did.
"No particular reason?"
He knew there was, the last time JaeJoong had called it was because YunHo had made him dinner for his birthday and a present, although he had refused to disclose the details to anyone but YooChun, who refused to tell JunSu although YooChun - being the YunJae fanboy - let out enough, JunSu knew it involved YunHo and sex, so he wasn't particularly upset about not knowing. Then JaeJoong had called to tell them that YunHo had forgotten their something anniversary, some obscure number that wasn't particularly significant to anyone but him, although he thought that YooChun understood that. When he'd called again, it was their first fight, then their making up, and things that JunSu really didn't care much about, but YooChun did, so he lived with it.
"Well, actually" JaeJoong giggled. "Yunnie's got a surprise date with me later"
JunSu smiled, and YooChun raised a questioning brow. "He's got a surprise date for hyung" He explained. Then his lips pursed "You never did a surprise date for me," he said, knowing he might be pouting just a little.
"Got better things to do" YooChun winked.
YooChun's body lowered, his hands at the top of JunSu's pants.
"Chunface there?" JaeJoong asked.
"Yeah," JunSu said slowly, watching as YooChun's hands played with the belt at of his pants. He wriggled his hips, but YooChun's fingers only clenched at either side of his waist firmly, keeping him still. "He's-"
"Preoccupied" YooChun offered.
"Busy" JunSu ended. "How's it going over at your end? You're probably understandably excited"
He could almost hear JaeJoong's nod over the phone.
"It's so cool, he's asked me to wear my nicest clothes -you know, the green one which shimmers if you go into the light, with all the pretty sparkles on it-and nice jewelry and good shoes and everything, so I think it's probably dinner, and a fancy place too, I can't remember the last time I went to a fancy place" JaeJoong gushed.
JunSu hummed appropriately, watching as YooChun's hands slipped off the thin brown belt. 'What are you doing?' he mouthed. YooChun grinned at him before pulling his pants off. Or attempting to, anyways, since JunSu kept himself firmly on the seat.
YooChun was stronger.
The pants were pulled, resting near his knees.
"When was the last time you went to a fancy place, Suie? Did Chunface ever bring you to one?" JaeJoong asked inquisitively.
"Er- no, he did bring me to a place once, but we didn't stay for long" JunSu said cautiously.
"Oh" JaeJoong's voice dropped lower. "What were you guys doing instead?"
JunSu blushed at both the innuendo and the fact that YooChun was trying to rid him of his boxers -and even if it was nothing, he could feel himself growing hard, and he knew from YooChun's smirk that the other man did too. "Hyung" he chided. "Something came up, so we couldn't stay for long"
"What a pity" JaeJoong said.
He didn't need to know what they'd done, of course.
"So, have you two been doing anything today?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean, what've you two been up to?"
"Jae-hyung, if you're trying to imply something again-"
JaeJoong let out a short bark of laughter, "So you have been doing something." JunSu literally could hear him smirk now. "Do you two need a spanking?"
JunSu blushed, "I definitely do not need to be spanked"
YooChun had successfully pulled off his boxers, and they lay with his pants around his ankles. YooChun looked up, a glint of something in his eyes that JunSu couldn't identify, as he said the words, and the younger grew a deeper shade of red. His fingers reached out to brush against the thick length of his cock and JunSu tensed, automatically wrapping his legs around YooChun.
"Such a slut for me" YooChun whispered.
"Oh" JaeJoong said. "You definitely need to. You have an ass made for spanking, Suie"
"Hyung, I don't think this is an appropriate conversation for us to be having-"
"Oh, what's a little spanking between friends?"
JunSu wondered if it was just him or if he really did sound half-serious about it. He decide to change the topic. "So, the date with Yun-ho" YooChun's hand tightened around his balls and he hardened even more, cock swelling into a violent red.
YooChun looked up, seeing the sweat that had collected on JunSu's face as he attempted to maintain decorum on the phone, and he smiled temptingly. JaeJoong started talking about something into his ear, while YooChun leaned down, touching the tip of his tongue to the precume that had pooled at the tip of his cock.
"-so it's not like the place's going to be too shady or anything since it's our almost-anniversary" JaeJoong was saying when he finally paid attention.
"Huh?" JunSu let out dumbly. He shook his head to clear it -with little effect-and cleared his throat. "Sorry, what were you saying?"
"Just that it's our almost-anniversary, so the place can't be anything bad" JaeJoong said casually, almost too casually.
"Yeah, it can't-"
YooChun's lips covered the tip of his cock and JunSu fought the urge to buck into him.
"That'd be extremely rude of him, completely uncharacteristic, I can't imagine him ever doing such a thing to his partner, especially not you" JunSu knew he was rambling, and that half of it was aimed at YooChun, but JaeJoong seemed to find none of it out of the ordinary, which made him pause for a second since- He didn't really talk like that, did he?
YooChun heard him and reacted in the most pleasant of ways, licking a long swipe across the length of him before swallowing his cock slowly and smoothly. It had taken a while and a series of practice sessions everywhere that made JunSu blush just to think about, but the older man was good at this - indecently so.
And they both knew it.
"I don't think that lovers are mean to their own or anything" JaeJoong said. "And you know what..."
At this point of time, JunSu was not dwelling into the conversation, YooChun was using his tongue to do- something, a curl here and just the slightest graze of teeth that made JunSu bite his lips to stifle the moan that threatened to escape him.
"Say..what?" JaeJoong asked.
"What what?" JunSu asked, letting go of what he could taste was a bleeding lip.
"You were saying something...?"
"Nothing. Nothing you sh-" his breath hitched as YooChun did the thing with his tongue again, using his hands to squeeze his balls at the same time, "Erm- probably the TV-" YooChun pulled back slightly and licked up the shaft of his cock.
JaeJoong sounded amused now. "Oh, I see, I was thinking of -"
JunSu slid lower in his seat, the cord tangling around his hand for a few seconds before he moved it. YooChun was moving lower, licking at his balls with a frantic energy, and JunSu couldn't stifle the small moan that escaped his lips, head falling back onto the softness of the couch.
"-and maybe some really nice picnic by the seaside, would be good, don't you think?" JaeJoong didn't comment on the moan, although he couldn't have missed it.
JunSu let out a quiet yell as YooChun's tongue reached the small ring of muscle, tongue licking around it, a heat in him as his hands moved to spread JunSu's willing legs.
"You okay, Suie?" JaeJoong asked, although JunSu thought he didn't sound as worried as he did pleased.
"Yeah, just," He searched for a lie, "Stubbed my toe-"
YooChun's tongue prodded at the small hole, and JunSu felt a slick warmth enter him and his grip around the phone was so tight it threatened to break it, his knuckles paler than the rest of his skin, in contrast with the flushed red of his face. "Fuck-" he couldn't stop the word from escaping.
JaeJoong laughed. "Whatever Chunface is doing to you, tell him that it's working"
JunSu didn't know if he had hung up before he let go of the phone, letting it drop to the floor even as his hands reached out to pull YooChun towards him, bringing their mouths together in a kiss that was far from gentle or sweet. Instead, it was harsh, and JunSu could taste the metallic tang of where he had bit his lip blending with the familiar taste of his own come on YooChun's tongue.
"I hate you" he said between kisses, barely moving back until the need for air overwhelmed him.
YooChun smirked, "Nah, you love me"
"He knows"
"Of course he did, he's JaeJoong. We're soulmates for a reason"
JunSu pulled YooChun under him, hand teasing YooChun as it slid down to roughly pull down YooChun's pants and briefs in one gesture, wrapping his hand around YooChun's cock. He let his finger swirl in the precume that he felt, even though he kept his eyes trained on YooChun's face -his half-lidded eyes, swollen lips, head thrown back.
He used the slickness and quickened his pace, and it hardly took a few grabs before YooChun was coming in a muffled shout, come spurting onto his shirt - and he still wore it, that had never happened, they were usually more methodical with sex-and his legs and his own cock, which thrummed at the feel of it. JunSu rubbed himself against YooChun, and he felt warmth build in him, a tightening in his gut, and he was spent, gasping against YooChun's neck in a pathetic attempt to recover.
A few moments later he lifted his head, too lazy to move away even though he knew that the come would dry messily. On the couch. He snorted at the thought. That wasn't the first.
"I still hate you" JunSu said softly.
"Yeah?" YooChun kissed the top of his head. "Love you too"
The next call came two hours later, with JunSu refusing to pick up the phone if it rang and if YooChun was in the room.
"For God's-" YooChun broke off, exasperated as he picked up the phone. "Hello?" There was someone talking on the other end and JunSu watched with narrowed eyes. "Oh, PD hyung-nim" YooChun greeted. He paused, and then nodded, "Yeah, I looked through the scripts"
JunSu smirked and then walked closer to YooChun, who held up a finger without taking much note of him, intent on the conversation with the producer.
Then JunSu dropped to his knees and started on YooChun's pants.
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