It's you 19/19
Title: It's You
Pairings: JaeChun, Jaejoong/Seon Woong (Epik High's Tablo), HoSu
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Yoochun loves Jaejoong. Jaejoong loves Seon Woong. Seon Woong is not who he pretends to be. Yoochun is Jaejoong's brother.
Warnings: Incest, Drugs, Violence, (attempted) Rape. Angst.
For dexterka92, who also made the poster ♥
A/N: I know I write in Yoochun's POV a lot lately. It's because... the story wants me to?
I hope the epilogue for this won't take me as long as the one for Perception >_> (which is still happening, I swear).
Oh, and HoSu will be in it (this one, not Perception), and more experienced smut (not necessarily those two things at the same time though, sorry).
Tell me what you thought about this story ^^
19. It's us now
Yoochun smiled, but didn’t open his eyes yet. Jaejoong’s soft lips on his face were a way of waking up he did not mind, at all. Fingers slid through is hair, playing with it.
“You’re awake, aren’t you?” Jaejoong’s voice was soft like he wasn’t sure and didn’t actually want to disturb his sleep. He kissed his cheek again.
Yoochun hummed in contentment. “I’m dreaming.”
Jaejoong yanked his hair, not very hard, but enough that Yoochun’s eyes flew open and he glared at him.
“Don’t pretend to be asleep when I’m trying to get your attention. And too cheesy.”
Yoochun closed the distance between their lips and Jaejoong’s face relaxed. They were both lying on Yoochun’s bed and technically it was too small for the two of them to sleep on together, but it wasn’t.
Yoochun only broke away from the gentle kiss because his neck started to hurt. He let his head fall back to the pillow and looked up at the beauty above him.
There was plead in Jaejoong’s eyes and he opened his mouth. Yoochun knew what was coming.
“Today?”
Yoochun shook his head. “Today I’m going to help you with your homework.”
Jaejoong’s mouth turned into a thin line before he spoke again and there was disappointment in his expression. “I’m not going back to school until mom and dad make me anyway, there’s still three days until they get back.”
“You missed a lot of things and-”
“Hello? Three days, no freedom after.”
“Mom and dad are always home late, so when we’re ready-”
“I’m ready. And knowing that it could be one of those days they’re back early would be stressful and take away from the fun.”
Yoochun sighed. “If you really don’t want to do homework we could do something else. Maybe-”
“Don’t! Don’t say you want to go to the zoo or see another movie or just go for a walk or stay in bed and draw beards on people in magazines.”
Yoochun blinked, Jaejoong was a mind reader.
Jaejoong sighed. “Because I’ll want to and say yes and then we waste another day.”
Yoochun froze. Waste? Jaejoong thought-
“No!” Jaejoong must have read his mind again. “No no no, I don’t mean it like that. I really, really like being with you and I loved every single minute of the past few days, but Chun, come on, we’ve done everything else already. I want you now.”
They had gone out and seen two girl movies and one that had enough action but not enough plot, eaten the best ice cream in the world, cleaned the house while dancing to cheesy pop songs and kissed on the floor when they were exhausted after. And that wasn’t even everything.
They had done lots of things together before, but not recently, and not together together.
Every time Yoochun saw Jaejoong smile his heart jumped, not just because it always had, but also because he now knew he’d get to kiss those smiling lips as soon as they got home.
He knew that things would get more complicated when their parents were back. Even simple things like sharing a bed like this. What would their mother think if she’d come in to wake them up?
They’d bought lube too.
But he still wasn’t sure.
Jaejoong said that he wanted him to replace the memory, he said that he wanted to give him his virginity and that this week was the perfect opportunity and that they should use it.
And Yoochun liked to think that another reason was that he had the same effect on Jaejoong’s body as Jaejoong had on his.
But still, there had to be more. Jaejoong’s experience should have made him afraid of getting too physical, and wasn’t he still getting used to what they felt for each other, being brothers?
Yoochun decided that Jaejoong was rushing himself for him... or that he was really feeling horny.
As long as he wasn’t sure it wasn’t the first he wasn’t going to assume it was the second.
But he had noticed that Jaejoong had become more and more confident over the past few days. There were times that he'd been certain he was trying to seduce him.
When there was a silence Jaejoong rolled away from him.
“You can just say that you don’t want me.”
Yoochun immediately pulled him into his arms. “Did it look like I didn’t want you yesterday evening?” He remembered that Jaejoong had been incredibly sexy and almost convinced him to take it further than hand jobs. “Maybe I just don’t feel ready yet.” That had to work.
Jaejoong pressed closer against him and sighed. “What do you want to do? And don’t say homework again.”
Yoochun leaned back against the couch. They had decided to go shopping today, and shopping with Jaejoong drained a lot of his energy. Jaejoong could drag him through 50 different stores searching for that one piece of clothing that would complete his outfit.
But it had been a lot of fun. Jaejoong was happy and energetic, Yoochun got to watch his body in clothes that varied in tightness, and they made out in a fitting room at some point.
Jaejoong’s head was on his lap, turned to the TV. Yoochun absentmindedly stroked his hair. Usually he would watch him too, but for once the TV actually interested him.
Suddenly Jaejoong’s breathing changed. Like he was crying, but not quite.
“J-” Yoochun froze when he looked down.
One of Jaejoong’s hands was inside his sweatpants and the muscles in his arm flexed as it moved. Jaejoong now turned his head towards him, Yoochun’s hand fell off it and to the couch.
Jaejoong was biting his lip, panting a bit and his eyes were only half open.
“J-Jae..”
Jaejoong let out a soft moan, closed his eyes, and arched his back a bit, giving himself more access.
Yoochun felt his cock twitch... so close to Jaejoong’s face. When Jaejoong licked his lips he had to look away. He wondered if his brother had been born to be a porn star. Not that he would ever let him, but damn, it’d be hot.
“N-no, Jae, no.” He reached for Jaejoong’s arm to pull it away.
He could let him continue or they could stroke each other off, but if Jaejoong continued to act like this he wasn’t sure if he’d stay calm enough to leave it at that.
Jaejoong’s lust-filled eyes shot open when he grabbed his arm.
“Please... oh please, Chunnie. Please let me come!” He squirmed on the couch and tried to touch himself again.
Yoochun’s cock now pressed against the fabric of his boxers. Jaejoong wasn’t just asking him to let him come, the question hidden underneath was clear to him.
“... do you really want this?”
“Yes! Please!”
Yoochun took a deep breath. “Okay.”
Jaejoong moaned.
“You top.”
Jaejoong stopped squirming and sat up, staring at him with wide eyes.
Yoochun rolled his eyes. “That’s a virginity too if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“No. I... I don’t want to hurt you.”
For a moment just now Yoochun thought that Jaejoong had gotten over everything at an incredible speed and turned into a natural when it came to sex, but now some of the fear was back. All the more reason to give him control over everything.
He cupped his cheek and looked into his eyes. “You still really, really want this?”
“Yes.” Jaejoong didn’t even have to think.
“And you don’t want to hurt me but you’re okay with possibly getting hurt yourself as long as it makes me feel good?”
Jaejoong nodded. Yoochun sighed.
“Well, I feel exactly the same and if you don’t want to do it my way I’m coming back on my decision and we’re not doing this at all.”
“Ch-” Jaejoong wanted to protest, but Yoochun reached for the bulge in his sweatpants and it was lost in a moan. “I thought you said you wanted to come?”
Jaejoong closed his eyes and bucked up into his hand, mouth falling open. Yoochun decided that Jaejoong had just always had a hidden slutty side and that it was coming out now. He hoped he was right about that.
He leaned forward and licked along Jaejoong’s bottom lip. Jaejoong closed his mouth and pressed up against him, kissing him back.
“Come on”, Yoochun said against his lips. His voice was strained with lust and he knew it. Jaejoong shivered against him.
They stood up a bit clumsily, mouths linked again. Yoochun broke away first and led them to their bedroom. He grabbed the lube they’d bought and then just stood there with the bottle in his hands, staring at it. Excitement, lust, worry.. he felt it all at once.
“Um... do you want to take a shower first?" he said.
“We did that when we got home, less than an hour ago.”
“Oh.. right.”
“Yeah.”
Yoochun looked at Jaejoong, who looked like he was waiting for him.
This didn’t have to be this awkward. Every cell in his body screamed at him to just throw Jae on a bed and rip his clothes off, and everything about Jaejoong’s body language, from the lust in his eyes to his straining muscles, told him that he wanted the same.
But unless you’re an actual mind reader you can never be a hundred percent sure of what someone else wants, not even when they’re your twin, and it makes you feel uncertain.
“Y-your bed or mi-”
Jaejoong suddenly growled and launched forward. Before Yoochun knew what was happening he was on his back on a bed and Jaejoong was straddling his waist and tugging on his shirt.
“I don’t even care anymore if you want me as much as I want you or not, because I want you enough for the both of us.”
Yoochun helped take off his shirt and lifted his hips when Jaejoong pulled his sweatpants and boxers down, too shocked to say anything or protest.
The fire in Jaejoong died down a bit with the lack of response and he bit his lip while he took his own shirt off, a lot slower.
Yoochun grabbed his hips and rolled them over. Taking Jaejoong’s clothes off only took him a few seconds. He stretched his body, lying on top of him, and their erections slid over each other. “You have no idea how much I want you”, he half moaned.
Jaejoong’s hands slid over his waist and pulled him closer. Yoochun kissed him, deep and passionate.
Just after their bodies had started to slide against each other Jaejoong tried to push him away.
“S-stop. I-I-m-”
Yoochun stopped moving and tried to control his breathing as Jaejoong did the same. Jaejoong looked a bit shy.
“I.. d-don’t want to come before...”
Yoochun smiled and rolled off him. He lay on his stomach on the bed. He was nervous, but he wasn’t going to show it. “Then what are you waiting for?”
He heard Jaejoong’s breathing hitch, but Jae quickly composed himself and crawled over him. Soft lips pressed against his shoulder and a hand started to stroke his hip.
Jaejoong was shaking a bit, but as his lips trailed lower on Yoochun’s back it got better, or maybe Yoochun just didn’t feel it right because he started to tremble himself, in need.
Jaejoong’s tentative licks along the muscles on his back were driving him insane. A wave of pleasure made its way up from his crotch. Was he humping the bed?
When Jaejoong’s mouth reached his hips and then the curve of his ass, he was close to begging, very close. But it was important that he let Jaejoong go at his own speed.
“Chun? C-could you..”
Yoochun pulled his knees under his body, lifting his ass for Jaejoong. He wasn’t even sure if that was what he meant and he knew that he normally would have felt a bit uncomfortable being exposed like this, but he really didn’t care anymore.
He heard Jaejoong open the bottle of lube.
When a hand settled on his hip again it was shaking. Should he worry about that? This was taking too long.
“God, if you don’t want to then just do something else, but please, please Jae, do something.”
Slick fingers slid over his crack and Yoochun moaned. There was so much lube that it dripped down on the bed.
“I want to”, Jaejoong said. His voice was strained and Yoochun realised that maybe his hands weren’t shaking just because he was nervous. He moaned again.
“Just.. tell me if it hurts.”
Yoochun wanted to reply to that with more begging, but a finger breached him and he gasped at the foreign feeling.
“Okay?” Jaejoong asked.
“Yes.”
“Good.” The finger moved and Yoochun moaned, vaguely aware that Jaejoong moaned with him.
One finger was fine, two was okay and three was bearable if he took deep breaths. He knew that Jaejoong was worried about him but also losing his patience.
“I-I’m okay”, he said.
Jaejoong made a little noise and the fingers were gone. Yoochun whimpered when something bigger pressed against his opening.
He knew that Jaejoong bent over him because his quick breathing sounded closer, and then he thrust in. He tried to start slow, but ended in a quick movement of his hips.
Yoochun cried out and dug his fingers into the pillow he’d laid his head on. It wasn’t unbearable, but the dull ache in his backside was very much present.
Jaejoong’s warm body fell over him, jerking a little. He was gasping, moaning as the tiny movements caused him to move inside Yoochun.
“S-sorry.”
“It’s o-okay”, Yoochun managed, and in an act of overconfidence he pushed his ass back against Jaejoong’s hips.
Jaejoong moaned and pulled out a bit, Yoochun clenched his teeth.
Once he’d pushed back in Jaejoong was no longer able to hold back, he kept moving his hips. His hard cock slid in and out of Yoochun, stretching him open.
It was over soon as Jaejoong’s moaning got louder and louder until it suddenly stopped and his body shook. Yoochun smiled when Jaejoong slumped down on top of him, panting into his ear.
“Feel good?”
Jaejoong let out a long moan and tried to push himself up on his arms. He succeeded, slipped out of Yoochun and let him roll over.
Yoochun reached up and pulled him close. Jaejoong didn’t look at him, pressing his face against his chest instead.
“D-did I hurt you?” it sounded a bit muffled.
Yoochun pulled him up until they were looking at each other, their noses almost touching. “No, just felt... weird.”
Jaejoong still looked apologetic.
“And it gets better after the first time.”
“Next time you top.”
“Maybe.” Yoochun smiled and tilted his head, wanting to kiss Jaejoong. But Jaejoong had other plans. He used the access he now had to Yoochun’s neck and trailed wet kisses along it. Yoochun gasped.
Jaejoong’s kisses and licks continued down his body, just like they had on his back. “J-Jae, what a-AH.” Yoochun couldn’t help but buck his hips up when Jaejoong’s lips closed around the tip of his cock. Jaejoong just went with the movement, not letting much more slide into his mouth. Yoochun was fully hard again in seconds.
Jaejoong looked up at him through his lashes, as if asking for permission. His lips were stretched around the head of Yoochun’s erection and his tongue was pressed against it, but he didn’t move. Yoochun was going insane, but he felt that if he kept watching, he could come just from this.
“Fuck. Jae.” He threw his head back. “M-move.”
Jaejoong’s head moved down a bit, the inside of his mouth warm and wet. Yoochun bucked up again and cried out when Jaejoong hummed lightly at the same time.
His cry turned into a long, loud moan when Jaejoong started to bob his head. He arched his back and moved his legs to prevent himself from bucking up again. Jaejoong had been able to take it so far, but he wouldn’t if Yoochun lost control.
Jaejoong was inexperienced and he could probably notice that, but he didn’t. All he could think was that Jaejoong was sucking on him and that it felt very, very good.
He moved a hand to Jaejoong’s hair and probably tugged a bit too hard. “J-Jae! I’m... I c-can’t-”
Jaejoong didn’t pull back but tried for more instead. Yoochun screamed. His body shook as he came hard inside his brother’s mouth.
Only when he’d somehow regained control over his breathing he noticed that Jaejoong had pulled away and was coughing into the sheets.
He sat up and put a hand on his shoulder. “Are you okay?”
Jaejoong smiled when he looked up at him, but his eyes were a bit watery. “It gets better after the first time.”
Yoochun smiled and pulled him into a hug again.
“Do you think we can hide this?”
Jaejoong snuggled closer to him, head on his shoulder. “We should get our own place when we’re done with high school.”
Yoochun hadn’t thought that far into the future yet. “You’re really sure about this, aren’t you?”
“... aren’t you?”
“I have dreamed of being with you like this for years. Yes, I am sure. Are you? It’s going to be tough.”
“It is if you’re going to be all pessimistic about it.”
“But-” Jaejoong moved his head up and silenced him with a kiss.
“It feels like we’re meant to be together. If I’ve learned anything from the past few days besides that you’re too patient for your own good it’s that you’ll make me happy and I want to make you happy. And I realised that I don’t want to lose you, ever.”
Yoochun pulled him almost impossibly close. “Me too. I don’t want to lose you. And I don’t want to almost lose you again either.”
“You won’t. Promise you won’t ever do drugs.”
“I won’t do drugs.”
“I love you.”
“...as a brother?”
“Also.”
Epilogue: Part 1
Chapter 18: We both want to
Chapter 17: We'll work it out
Chapter 16: We're in this together
Chapter 15: I have to tell you
Chapter 14: I kissed you
Chapter 13: You're an idiot
Chapter 12 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 7
Chapter 6 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 1
Pairings: JaeChun, Jaejoong/Seon Woong (Epik High's Tablo), HoSu
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Yoochun loves Jaejoong. Jaejoong loves Seon Woong. Seon Woong is not who he pretends to be. Yoochun is Jaejoong's brother.
Warnings: Incest, Drugs, Violence, (attempted) Rape. Angst.
For dexterka92, who also made the poster ♥
A/N: I know I write in Yoochun's POV a lot lately. It's because... the story wants me to?
I hope the epilogue for this won't take me as long as the one for Perception >_> (which is still happening, I swear).
Oh, and HoSu will be in it (this one, not Perception), and more experienced smut (not necessarily those two things at the same time though, sorry).
Tell me what you thought about this story ^^
19. It's us now
Yoochun smiled, but didn’t open his eyes yet. Jaejoong’s soft lips on his face were a way of waking up he did not mind, at all. Fingers slid through is hair, playing with it.
“You’re awake, aren’t you?” Jaejoong’s voice was soft like he wasn’t sure and didn’t actually want to disturb his sleep. He kissed his cheek again.
Yoochun hummed in contentment. “I’m dreaming.”
Jaejoong yanked his hair, not very hard, but enough that Yoochun’s eyes flew open and he glared at him.
“Don’t pretend to be asleep when I’m trying to get your attention. And too cheesy.”
Yoochun closed the distance between their lips and Jaejoong’s face relaxed. They were both lying on Yoochun’s bed and technically it was too small for the two of them to sleep on together, but it wasn’t.
Yoochun only broke away from the gentle kiss because his neck started to hurt. He let his head fall back to the pillow and looked up at the beauty above him.
There was plead in Jaejoong’s eyes and he opened his mouth. Yoochun knew what was coming.
“Today?”
Yoochun shook his head. “Today I’m going to help you with your homework.”
Jaejoong’s mouth turned into a thin line before he spoke again and there was disappointment in his expression. “I’m not going back to school until mom and dad make me anyway, there’s still three days until they get back.”
“You missed a lot of things and-”
“Hello? Three days, no freedom after.”
“Mom and dad are always home late, so when we’re ready-”
“I’m ready. And knowing that it could be one of those days they’re back early would be stressful and take away from the fun.”
Yoochun sighed. “If you really don’t want to do homework we could do something else. Maybe-”
“Don’t! Don’t say you want to go to the zoo or see another movie or just go for a walk or stay in bed and draw beards on people in magazines.”
Yoochun blinked, Jaejoong was a mind reader.
Jaejoong sighed. “Because I’ll want to and say yes and then we waste another day.”
Yoochun froze. Waste? Jaejoong thought-
“No!” Jaejoong must have read his mind again. “No no no, I don’t mean it like that. I really, really like being with you and I loved every single minute of the past few days, but Chun, come on, we’ve done everything else already. I want you now.”
They had gone out and seen two girl movies and one that had enough action but not enough plot, eaten the best ice cream in the world, cleaned the house while dancing to cheesy pop songs and kissed on the floor when they were exhausted after. And that wasn’t even everything.
They had done lots of things together before, but not recently, and not together together.
Every time Yoochun saw Jaejoong smile his heart jumped, not just because it always had, but also because he now knew he’d get to kiss those smiling lips as soon as they got home.
He knew that things would get more complicated when their parents were back. Even simple things like sharing a bed like this. What would their mother think if she’d come in to wake them up?
They’d bought lube too.
But he still wasn’t sure.
Jaejoong said that he wanted him to replace the memory, he said that he wanted to give him his virginity and that this week was the perfect opportunity and that they should use it.
And Yoochun liked to think that another reason was that he had the same effect on Jaejoong’s body as Jaejoong had on his.
But still, there had to be more. Jaejoong’s experience should have made him afraid of getting too physical, and wasn’t he still getting used to what they felt for each other, being brothers?
Yoochun decided that Jaejoong was rushing himself for him... or that he was really feeling horny.
As long as he wasn’t sure it wasn’t the first he wasn’t going to assume it was the second.
But he had noticed that Jaejoong had become more and more confident over the past few days. There were times that he'd been certain he was trying to seduce him.
When there was a silence Jaejoong rolled away from him.
“You can just say that you don’t want me.”
Yoochun immediately pulled him into his arms. “Did it look like I didn’t want you yesterday evening?” He remembered that Jaejoong had been incredibly sexy and almost convinced him to take it further than hand jobs. “Maybe I just don’t feel ready yet.” That had to work.
Jaejoong pressed closer against him and sighed. “What do you want to do? And don’t say homework again.”
Yoochun leaned back against the couch. They had decided to go shopping today, and shopping with Jaejoong drained a lot of his energy. Jaejoong could drag him through 50 different stores searching for that one piece of clothing that would complete his outfit.
But it had been a lot of fun. Jaejoong was happy and energetic, Yoochun got to watch his body in clothes that varied in tightness, and they made out in a fitting room at some point.
Jaejoong’s head was on his lap, turned to the TV. Yoochun absentmindedly stroked his hair. Usually he would watch him too, but for once the TV actually interested him.
Suddenly Jaejoong’s breathing changed. Like he was crying, but not quite.
“J-” Yoochun froze when he looked down.
One of Jaejoong’s hands was inside his sweatpants and the muscles in his arm flexed as it moved. Jaejoong now turned his head towards him, Yoochun’s hand fell off it and to the couch.
Jaejoong was biting his lip, panting a bit and his eyes were only half open.
“J-Jae..”
Jaejoong let out a soft moan, closed his eyes, and arched his back a bit, giving himself more access.
Yoochun felt his cock twitch... so close to Jaejoong’s face. When Jaejoong licked his lips he had to look away. He wondered if his brother had been born to be a porn star. Not that he would ever let him, but damn, it’d be hot.
“N-no, Jae, no.” He reached for Jaejoong’s arm to pull it away.
He could let him continue or they could stroke each other off, but if Jaejoong continued to act like this he wasn’t sure if he’d stay calm enough to leave it at that.
Jaejoong’s lust-filled eyes shot open when he grabbed his arm.
“Please... oh please, Chunnie. Please let me come!” He squirmed on the couch and tried to touch himself again.
Yoochun’s cock now pressed against the fabric of his boxers. Jaejoong wasn’t just asking him to let him come, the question hidden underneath was clear to him.
“... do you really want this?”
“Yes! Please!”
Yoochun took a deep breath. “Okay.”
Jaejoong moaned.
“You top.”
Jaejoong stopped squirming and sat up, staring at him with wide eyes.
Yoochun rolled his eyes. “That’s a virginity too if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“No. I... I don’t want to hurt you.”
For a moment just now Yoochun thought that Jaejoong had gotten over everything at an incredible speed and turned into a natural when it came to sex, but now some of the fear was back. All the more reason to give him control over everything.
He cupped his cheek and looked into his eyes. “You still really, really want this?”
“Yes.” Jaejoong didn’t even have to think.
“And you don’t want to hurt me but you’re okay with possibly getting hurt yourself as long as it makes me feel good?”
Jaejoong nodded. Yoochun sighed.
“Well, I feel exactly the same and if you don’t want to do it my way I’m coming back on my decision and we’re not doing this at all.”
“Ch-” Jaejoong wanted to protest, but Yoochun reached for the bulge in his sweatpants and it was lost in a moan. “I thought you said you wanted to come?”
Jaejoong closed his eyes and bucked up into his hand, mouth falling open. Yoochun decided that Jaejoong had just always had a hidden slutty side and that it was coming out now. He hoped he was right about that.
He leaned forward and licked along Jaejoong’s bottom lip. Jaejoong closed his mouth and pressed up against him, kissing him back.
“Come on”, Yoochun said against his lips. His voice was strained with lust and he knew it. Jaejoong shivered against him.
They stood up a bit clumsily, mouths linked again. Yoochun broke away first and led them to their bedroom. He grabbed the lube they’d bought and then just stood there with the bottle in his hands, staring at it. Excitement, lust, worry.. he felt it all at once.
“Um... do you want to take a shower first?" he said.
“We did that when we got home, less than an hour ago.”
“Oh.. right.”
“Yeah.”
Yoochun looked at Jaejoong, who looked like he was waiting for him.
This didn’t have to be this awkward. Every cell in his body screamed at him to just throw Jae on a bed and rip his clothes off, and everything about Jaejoong’s body language, from the lust in his eyes to his straining muscles, told him that he wanted the same.
But unless you’re an actual mind reader you can never be a hundred percent sure of what someone else wants, not even when they’re your twin, and it makes you feel uncertain.
“Y-your bed or mi-”
Jaejoong suddenly growled and launched forward. Before Yoochun knew what was happening he was on his back on a bed and Jaejoong was straddling his waist and tugging on his shirt.
“I don’t even care anymore if you want me as much as I want you or not, because I want you enough for the both of us.”
Yoochun helped take off his shirt and lifted his hips when Jaejoong pulled his sweatpants and boxers down, too shocked to say anything or protest.
The fire in Jaejoong died down a bit with the lack of response and he bit his lip while he took his own shirt off, a lot slower.
Yoochun grabbed his hips and rolled them over. Taking Jaejoong’s clothes off only took him a few seconds. He stretched his body, lying on top of him, and their erections slid over each other. “You have no idea how much I want you”, he half moaned.
Jaejoong’s hands slid over his waist and pulled him closer. Yoochun kissed him, deep and passionate.
Just after their bodies had started to slide against each other Jaejoong tried to push him away.
“S-stop. I-I-m-”
Yoochun stopped moving and tried to control his breathing as Jaejoong did the same. Jaejoong looked a bit shy.
“I.. d-don’t want to come before...”
Yoochun smiled and rolled off him. He lay on his stomach on the bed. He was nervous, but he wasn’t going to show it. “Then what are you waiting for?”
He heard Jaejoong’s breathing hitch, but Jae quickly composed himself and crawled over him. Soft lips pressed against his shoulder and a hand started to stroke his hip.
Jaejoong was shaking a bit, but as his lips trailed lower on Yoochun’s back it got better, or maybe Yoochun just didn’t feel it right because he started to tremble himself, in need.
Jaejoong’s tentative licks along the muscles on his back were driving him insane. A wave of pleasure made its way up from his crotch. Was he humping the bed?
When Jaejoong’s mouth reached his hips and then the curve of his ass, he was close to begging, very close. But it was important that he let Jaejoong go at his own speed.
“Chun? C-could you..”
Yoochun pulled his knees under his body, lifting his ass for Jaejoong. He wasn’t even sure if that was what he meant and he knew that he normally would have felt a bit uncomfortable being exposed like this, but he really didn’t care anymore.
He heard Jaejoong open the bottle of lube.
When a hand settled on his hip again it was shaking. Should he worry about that? This was taking too long.
“God, if you don’t want to then just do something else, but please, please Jae, do something.”
Slick fingers slid over his crack and Yoochun moaned. There was so much lube that it dripped down on the bed.
“I want to”, Jaejoong said. His voice was strained and Yoochun realised that maybe his hands weren’t shaking just because he was nervous. He moaned again.
“Just.. tell me if it hurts.”
Yoochun wanted to reply to that with more begging, but a finger breached him and he gasped at the foreign feeling.
“Okay?” Jaejoong asked.
“Yes.”
“Good.” The finger moved and Yoochun moaned, vaguely aware that Jaejoong moaned with him.
One finger was fine, two was okay and three was bearable if he took deep breaths. He knew that Jaejoong was worried about him but also losing his patience.
“I-I’m okay”, he said.
Jaejoong made a little noise and the fingers were gone. Yoochun whimpered when something bigger pressed against his opening.
He knew that Jaejoong bent over him because his quick breathing sounded closer, and then he thrust in. He tried to start slow, but ended in a quick movement of his hips.
Yoochun cried out and dug his fingers into the pillow he’d laid his head on. It wasn’t unbearable, but the dull ache in his backside was very much present.
Jaejoong’s warm body fell over him, jerking a little. He was gasping, moaning as the tiny movements caused him to move inside Yoochun.
“S-sorry.”
“It’s o-okay”, Yoochun managed, and in an act of overconfidence he pushed his ass back against Jaejoong’s hips.
Jaejoong moaned and pulled out a bit, Yoochun clenched his teeth.
Once he’d pushed back in Jaejoong was no longer able to hold back, he kept moving his hips. His hard cock slid in and out of Yoochun, stretching him open.
It was over soon as Jaejoong’s moaning got louder and louder until it suddenly stopped and his body shook. Yoochun smiled when Jaejoong slumped down on top of him, panting into his ear.
“Feel good?”
Jaejoong let out a long moan and tried to push himself up on his arms. He succeeded, slipped out of Yoochun and let him roll over.
Yoochun reached up and pulled him close. Jaejoong didn’t look at him, pressing his face against his chest instead.
“D-did I hurt you?” it sounded a bit muffled.
Yoochun pulled him up until they were looking at each other, their noses almost touching. “No, just felt... weird.”
Jaejoong still looked apologetic.
“And it gets better after the first time.”
“Next time you top.”
“Maybe.” Yoochun smiled and tilted his head, wanting to kiss Jaejoong. But Jaejoong had other plans. He used the access he now had to Yoochun’s neck and trailed wet kisses along it. Yoochun gasped.
Jaejoong’s kisses and licks continued down his body, just like they had on his back. “J-Jae, what a-AH.” Yoochun couldn’t help but buck his hips up when Jaejoong’s lips closed around the tip of his cock. Jaejoong just went with the movement, not letting much more slide into his mouth. Yoochun was fully hard again in seconds.
Jaejoong looked up at him through his lashes, as if asking for permission. His lips were stretched around the head of Yoochun’s erection and his tongue was pressed against it, but he didn’t move. Yoochun was going insane, but he felt that if he kept watching, he could come just from this.
“Fuck. Jae.” He threw his head back. “M-move.”
Jaejoong’s head moved down a bit, the inside of his mouth warm and wet. Yoochun bucked up again and cried out when Jaejoong hummed lightly at the same time.
His cry turned into a long, loud moan when Jaejoong started to bob his head. He arched his back and moved his legs to prevent himself from bucking up again. Jaejoong had been able to take it so far, but he wouldn’t if Yoochun lost control.
Jaejoong was inexperienced and he could probably notice that, but he didn’t. All he could think was that Jaejoong was sucking on him and that it felt very, very good.
He moved a hand to Jaejoong’s hair and probably tugged a bit too hard. “J-Jae! I’m... I c-can’t-”
Jaejoong didn’t pull back but tried for more instead. Yoochun screamed. His body shook as he came hard inside his brother’s mouth.
Only when he’d somehow regained control over his breathing he noticed that Jaejoong had pulled away and was coughing into the sheets.
He sat up and put a hand on his shoulder. “Are you okay?”
Jaejoong smiled when he looked up at him, but his eyes were a bit watery. “It gets better after the first time.”
Yoochun smiled and pulled him into a hug again.
“Do you think we can hide this?”
Jaejoong snuggled closer to him, head on his shoulder. “We should get our own place when we’re done with high school.”
Yoochun hadn’t thought that far into the future yet. “You’re really sure about this, aren’t you?”
“... aren’t you?”
“I have dreamed of being with you like this for years. Yes, I am sure. Are you? It’s going to be tough.”
“It is if you’re going to be all pessimistic about it.”
“But-” Jaejoong moved his head up and silenced him with a kiss.
“It feels like we’re meant to be together. If I’ve learned anything from the past few days besides that you’re too patient for your own good it’s that you’ll make me happy and I want to make you happy. And I realised that I don’t want to lose you, ever.”
Yoochun pulled him almost impossibly close. “Me too. I don’t want to lose you. And I don’t want to almost lose you again either.”
“You won’t. Promise you won’t ever do drugs.”
“I won’t do drugs.”
“I love you.”
“...as a brother?”
“Also.”
Epilogue: Part 1
Chapter 18: We both want to
Chapter 17: We'll work it out
Chapter 16: We're in this together
Chapter 15: I have to tell you
Chapter 14: I kissed you
Chapter 13: You're an idiot
Chapter 12 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 7
Chapter 6 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 1