(dbsk; fanfic) the perks of an arranged marriage (7)
Yunho/Jaejoong | r (coughs)
they have to get married because of a dumb promise their grandfathers made to each other
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When the weekend rolls in, Jaejoong is all pins and needles.
“Will you stop freaking out?” Yunho sighs, as he drives his car into parking.
“I am not freaking out.” Jaejoong replies as calmly as possible but he’s fidgeting too much and that’s definitely giving him away. Yunho grins at him from his seat and Jaejoong really tries to calm down; what could possibly go wrong? It would be horribly awkward, Heechul would throw sexual innuendos at Yunho, suggest an orgy perhaps? Yunho would embarrass Jaejoong by acting like an overzealous pup? Heechul would tell Yunho all his embarrassing stories? No big deal.
No big deal at all.
Jaejoong wonders what would happen if he just ran away.
“Come on.” Yunho says, nearly dragging Jaejoong towards the bowling centre.
“I need to use the washroom.” Jaejoong tries lamely.
“No, you don’t.” Yunho sighs.
Heechul and Hankyung are already inside waiting for them, they are seated at an alley. Heechul is leaning into Hankyung’s touch, their noses nearly touching. Hankyung is grinning ear to ear as Heechul whispers something.
“Hi guys!” Jaejoong calls out and they jump apart.
“Shit.” Heechul exclaims. “You killed me.”
Jaejoong grins and feels a little at ease. “This is Heechul and this is Hankyung.” He introduces his friends to Yunho.
“Yunho-sshi, I’ve heard so much about you!” Heechul says, bowing in greeting. “It’s great to finally meet you.”
“Please, call me Yunho.” Yunho says, grinning at the younger couple. “Yunho-sshi sounds old.”
Yunho excuses himself from the gathering to go pay at the counter and get shoes for the gang; the moment he is out of earshot, Hankyung bashfully whistles. “Photos do him no justice, the man is handsome.”
“Do you think he’d be interested in a threesome?” Heechul asks, looking up at Hankyung.
“Hey! What about me?” Jaejoong frowns.
“Shut up, virgin.” Heechul sighs, leaning against Hankyung. “I don’t know why you whine about him, if I were you I wouldn’t get off his dick.”
“Me neither.” Hankyung says. They haven’t stopped staring at Yunho, who is currently laughing with the guy behind the desk.
“I mean, check out that jaw.” Hankyung sighs. “Shit, I would let him do him.”
As if on cue, Yunho turns around and shows off his pearly whites in a smile. “He’s so good looking.” Heechul nearly sobs, waving at Yunho.
“Keep it back in your pants, Heechul.” Jaejoong laughs. “I’ll be back.”
Jaejoong makes his way to where Yunho is standing; “Hey, what’s taking so long?”
“Nothing.” Yunho grins. “Just getting bowling shoes for us. Have you ever been bowling?”
“Like…twice? I am not very good at it. Heechul and Hankyung, on the other hand, are serious competition.”
“Don’t you worry.” Yunho says, leaning in. “You’re married to a champion.”
The guy behind the counter arrives with four pairs of shoes; “Here, these are yours.” Yunho says, handing over a pair to Jaejoong.
“You know my shoe size?” Jaejoong raises an eyebrow.
“I bought you shoes in Bali, remember?” Yunho reminds Jaejoong of the small shopping spree they had gone on.
“Oh right.” Jaejoong blushes slightly.
“I roughly guessed Hankyung and Heechul’s shoe sizes.” Yunho says, holding up the shoes.
“Should fit them.” Jaejoong shrugs and helps Yunho with carrying it back.
“You can get it exchanged if it doesn’t fit.” Yunho says, placing the shoes down.
“It’ll fit” Heechul says, eyes not leaving Yunho. “I know it will.”
Yunho smiles; “Alright.”
When Yunho told Jaejoong he had booked an alley, he did not mean he had booked an alley for a game. No, Jung Yunho had booked the alley. Literally booked the lane till the four of them were ready to leave.
Yunho had very gallantly let Hankyung and Heechul win the first game and had done nothing but smiled and squeezed Jaejoong’s shoulders when the flustered twenty year old had scored eight gutter balls out his ten turns.
“It’s okay.” Yunho had said, pressing a quick kiss to the soft spot behind Jaejoong’s ear.
“Round two?” Yunho asks, grinning widely.
“How many ever rounds you want, Yunho. We’re game.” Heechul’s grins matches Yunho’s, his eyes glinting very suggestively.
Yunho chuckles. “I was going easy on the both of you.”
“Bring on your A game.” Hankyung says. “Loser buys the winner dinner - dessert and everything.”
“Oooooh, interesting.” Yunho says, his eyes narrowing into slits. “Winner gets to pick the restaurant.”
“Shake on it, good sir.” Hankyung grins, putting his hand out and Yunho does not hesitate in giving it a good shake.
They’re two rounds into the game and Yunho and Jaejoong are leading all thanks to Yunho, of course.
“The point of the game is to make sure those pins fall, Jae.” Heechul sighs. “And people usually try to make sure their ball doesn’t go down the gutter.”
“Shut up.” Jaejoong says, frustrated.
Bowling sucks, who chose bowling? This was a dumb game. Jaejoong picks up the ball and holds it to his chest.
“Hey listen.” Yunho slides up behind him.
Jaejoong jumps slightly when Yunho wraps his arm around Jaejoong’s middle. “What?” Jaejoong frowns. “If this is one of your weird tricks- “
Yunho shushes him; “Listen to me.” Yunho says his voice barely above a whisper. “The cogs and wheels in your mind are in overdrive. Relax your shoulder, don’t be so stiff. Let the ball guide you.”
“What the - “ Jaejoong tries to turn around but Yunho holds him in place. “Look, look at the pins. Don’t throw the ball, let it slide out. Can you do that?”
“I can try.” Jaejoong says.
“That’s my boy.” Yunho says, letting go of Jaejoong but not before kissing the side of his head. “You can do this.”
Jaejoong gulps and takes a deep breath and relaxes his body, loosens his shoulder and taking two steps further, slowly lets the ball slide out of his hands. It’s like everything is moving in slow motion for the boy when the bowling ball rolls along the alley and scrapes by the first two pins, making them fall before rolling into the gutter.
But that’s good enough for Jaejoong.
He jumps in glee and spins around on his heels and finds Yunho standing about two feet away, arms crossed across his chest, grinning at Jaejoong as though he had won the world.
He rushes to Yunho, hand coming around Yunho’s neck and reaching up for a kiss; “Did you see that?!” Jaejoong exclaims.
Yunho hugs him tightly and spins him around; “Good for you.” He laughs. Hankyung and Heechul can’t help but laugh with Yunho. “Well done, Jaejae!” Heechul calls out, raising his coke in cheer.
Jaejoong smiles widely and nestles himself against Yunho’s chest. “You know,” Yunho says, taking a peek at Jaejoong’s face. “The game isn’t over yet.”
“I know, I know. At least now I know that at least I won’t be giving gutter balls.” He giggles and rushes to his seat.
Yunho chuckles and when he leans down to pick up a ball; Jaejoong notices, for the first time that evening, the nerves that are running up Yunho’s arm. He stares at how easily Yunho picks up the bowling ball and walks to the alley.
Jaejoong can feel the confidence that’s radiating out of Yunho; gone is that Yunho who was an enthusiastic at the dinner table or that pervert who wants sex all the time. Jaejoong runs his eyes down Yunho’s well-built body that fit his clothes so well.
A wave of heat settles in the pits of Jaejoong’s guts. He gulps.
“You okay?” Heechul asks, leaning over Hankyung.
“Huh? Yeah.” Jaejoong can’t tear his gaze away his husband. Yunho looks like he is calculating, his eyes narrowed, his stance, confident.
Jaejoong feels his mouth go dry when Yunho bends elegantly at his waist and his right leg slides behind the left; it’s a strike.
Yunho raises a fist of victory and turns to the group smiling widely. “Your move, Heechul.” He says.
“That was awesome, wasn’t it?” He asks, taking his seat next to Jaejoong and gulping down his drink.
Jaejoong unabashedly stares at Yunho’s Adam’s apple bob up and down.
“What’s up? Are you okay?”
Jaejoong snaps out of his thought and looks away from Yunho’s face. “Yeah, no, I am okay I was just - that was freaking awesome. Congrats.”
Yunho chuckles and the hair on the back of Jaejoong’s neck stand up.
He feels a little dizzy when Yunho goes to pick up more drinks and snacks for the group and turns to Jaejoong and sends across a smile.
Jaejoong almost feels like the very breath in his body has been punched out by the curve of Yunho’s smile.
The game ends, Yunho and Jaejoong win, without doubt.
“I’ve been playing since I was thirteen so I guess I do have the upper hand.” Yunho shrugs, tying the laces on his shoes.
“So, where do you want to have dinner?” Hankyung asks.
Yunho smiles and waves it off; “Don’t bother. I’ve already booked a table for the four of us. The treat is on me.”
“But - “
“You can treat us next time, right Jaejoong?”
Jaejoong is too busy studying Yunho’s very broad shoulders to even realize Yunho was even calling out to him.
“Jaejoong!”
“What? Yes? What?!”
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I was just thinking.”
“Are you sure you are okay? “ Heechul asks. “You seem sort of out of it.”
“I am fine.” Jaejoong snaps. “Let’s go get dinner.”
“You need to change your shoes first.” Yunho says, frowning a little.
“What? Oh right, fine.”
He slips out of his bowling shoes and slips into his and the whole while, he’s angry at himself for reasons he doesn’t know.
When he’s ready to leave, he sees that Yunho is busy giving out directions to Hankyung and Heechul; he’s moving his hands animatedly and Jaejoong can see Yunho’s bulging biceps.
Oh, fuck! Jaejoong thinks and immediately slumps back into his seat and sighs heavily.
“I’ve given them directions, they’ll come in their car and we’ll go in ours.” Yunho says when Jaejoong approaches them slowly.
“Yeah, see you on the other side.” Heechul grins, wrapping an arm around Hankyung.
Jaejoong manages a small smile as he waves goodbye to his friends.
“Seriously, are you alright?” Yunho asks, the moment they are gone. “You look really, really ill.”
Jaejoong slowly licks his lips as he stares at the movement of Yunho’s lips. “I’m - I need to use the washroom, I am feeling really lightheaded.” He staggers towards the washroom, trying to get away from Yunho but in vain, his husband is at his heel.
“Are you okay? Is it something you ate? Do you want me to get you some water?”
Jaejoong feels drained for some reason, like all the energy in him has been sucked out. He pushes open the door and catches his reflection in the mirror and Yunho’s right, he really does look pale and behind him, he spots Yunho.
Handsome, gentle, chivalrous Yunho with his chocolate brown eyes and auburn hair cut to frame his small face so well and how he smells so good all the time is beyond Jaejoong’s senses.
Oh god Jaejoong sighs. What the fuck is happening.
“Jaejoong?” Yunho’s worried voice reverberates in Jaejoong’s mind and he feels Yunho’s fingers curling around his elbow and it makes Jaejoong’s skin prickle.
“Okay.” Jaejoong whispers.
“What?”
“Okay.” He says out loud and spins on his heels and pushes Yunho into the nearest cubicle.
“Jaejoong- what - “
Yunho is cut off by Jaejoong’s lips crushing against his.
Jaejoong tumbles on to Yunho, slams the door behind him and manages to manoeuvre Yunho to stand against the door.
Yunho is, of course, surprised and shocked but it’s pleasant and he allows Jaejoong to nip at his lips before letting his tongue slowly push its way into Jaejoong’s mouth. They’re kissing like their life depends on it, they are sucking the breath away. Jaejoong pushes himself against Yunho and rocks his hip against Yunho’s hip and when Yunho matches Jaejoong’s movement with a delicious precision; Jaejoong lets out a loud moan and runs his hand down Yunho’s arm and grabs Yunho’s hand. “Touch me.” Jaejoong says, in between kisses.
Yunho pulls back completely and stares at Jaejoong; “If you tell me you are joking like the- “
Jaejoong’s pulled Yunho’s hand and placed it against his crotch; “Touch me.” Jaejoong says lethally. The kind of tone he’s using, Yunho isn’t sure if Jaejoong is asking or threatening.
Yunho doesn’t need to be told twice, he leans in for another kiss and quickly works on Jaejoong’s belt and pushes his hand down Jaejoong’s pants.
“Oh god.” Jaejoong whispers when he feels Yunho massaging his cock through his boxer. “Oh my god, yes.”
Yunho has never heard that tone come out of Jaejoong’s lips; it’s so soft and so seductive - it effectively turns him on.
“Oh, Jaejoong.” Yunho whispers, his free hand coming around and holding the back of Jaejoong’s head.
“Please touch me.” Jaejoong’s nearly sobbing. The whole idea of Yunho’s long, slender fingers wrapped around his cock, jerking him off - Jaejoong chokes on air when he feels it.
Yunho pushes Jaejoong’s boxers down and has his fingers tightly wrapped around Jaejoong’s real hard cock. Jaejoong whimpers, looking at Yunho.
They hold eye contact as Yunho fists Jaejoong’s cock; “Like it?” Yunho asks, a tiny smirk curling around his lips. “Yes, yes, oh god yes.” Jaejoong cups Yunho’s face and pulls him down for a bruising kiss.
“Oh god wait wait - let me - “Jaejoong breathes when Yunho’s hand starts fisting his faster and faster. Yunho shushes him. “No, let me.” Yunho whispers in a low tone and Jaejoong swears he’s going to cum just by hearing Yunho’s voice.
Jaejoong swoons and rests his head against the crook of Yunho’s neck, he starts to lick and suck on the skin along the column of Yunho’s neck. Yunho hums.
“Say my name.” Yunho whispers, pulling Jaejoong closer. “Say my name and I will make you cum.”
“Yunho.” Jaejoong whispers, raising his head and looking Yunho in the eye. “Make me cum.”
Yunho feels his toe curling and when his hand movements grow faster and faster and faster; Jaejoong throws his head back and nearly screams Yunho’s name out. “Oh fuck, fuck fuck okay I am gonna cum now.”
Jaejoong cums all over Yunho’s hand and squirts a little on his shirt and his boxers.
“I am a mess.” He pouts and Yunho can’t wrap his head around this kid.
“By the way.” Jaejoong looks up. “That was hot.” He grins.
“Brat.” Yunho laughs, bending down and pulling Jaejoong’s pants up.
“You were feeling light headed because you were turned on?” Yunho chuckles.
“Yeah, by you. Have you ever seen yourself bowling? You look fucking hot.”
“Well, yeah, of course I look hot.” Yunho shrugs. “That’s my move.”
“Well then you have a good move.”
“It worked, didn’t it?” Yunho wiggles his eyebrows. “Never fails.”
“Who’s the brat now?” Jaejoong says, bringing his arm around Yunho’s neck and pulling him in for a kiss.
“We should probably clean up and head for dinner.” Yunho says but kisses Jaejoong again.
“As if they would have left immediately for dinner. Heechul likes having sex in the car.”
“How would you know that?”
“Hankyung has a car. And sometimes when the three of us go out, they make me drive.” Jaejoong says, rolling his eyes. “I have seen it all. I have heard it all.”
“Aw, you poor baby.” Yunho laughs and kisses Jaejoong again.
As Jaejoong had expected, all four of them arrive at the restaurant around the same time. Heechul very obviously eyes the hickeys along Yunho’s neck and Jaejoong snorts and doesn’t even bother with the red marks all along Hankyung’s and Heechul’s necks.
He simply looks at Yunho with a smile and says; “Told you so.”
In a way, Jaejoong is glad this double date happened. For a lot of reasons. When they come back home, Yunho heads for a shower and Jaejoong relaxes on the bed and thinks about their little sexual getaway and blushes profusely. He thinks of the delicious heat that had shot down his spine and curled and settled around in his crotch. And the way Yunho kissed him and touched him and made him orgasm - all with this hand. Jaejoong shivers at the thought of how good this man could be in bed.
He snaps out of his thoughts his phone lights up.
It’s a message from his mother asking whether Yunho and he would like have lunch sometime this week. Jaejoong replies with a would love to, mom. Let me confirm with Yunho and get back to you. He hits the send button and stares at the next, unread message on his phone.
It’s from an unknown number and it’s a simple one line message that reads; yes, I did love him Jaejoong stares at the message; he doesn’t have the stomach to open it. There is something about the message, he feels as though by opening the text message, he’s digging up a lot more than what was needed.
“Not sleepy?” Yunho walks out of the bathroom in his pyjamas and smiles at Jaejoong.
“Mum messaged.” Jaejoong says, quietly keeping his phone to the side. “She wanted know if we could do lunch sometime this week.”
“Oh.” Yunho pouts. “I don’t think that’s possible. I have this conference that I have to leave for day after and - “
“Where are you going?”
“Japan. And then Macau.” Yunho replies, sitting cross legged on the bed.
“And when will you be back?”
“Depends on the conference, actually.” Yunho smiles apologetically.
“Oh.” Jaejoong feels like something dropped to his guts.
“And besides, think about it this way, you’d have the whole bed to yourself.”
Jaejoong shoves Yunho and laughs.
“I know you are going to miss me.” Yunho says in a sing song voice, bouncing back and leaning his weight on Jaejoong.
“Ah, get off I can’t breathe.” Jaejoong replies, trying to push Yunho away but really, he isn’t trying.
“But I’ll try to wrap it all up as quickly as possible.” Yunho says, wrapping his arms around Jaejoong and pulling the boy onto his lap.
“You better.” Jaejoong says, settling comfortably on Yunho’s lap and wounding his arms tight around Yunho’s neck. “And I expect like a gazillion gifts.”
“I’ll get you a gazillion and one.” Yunho says tipping his chin up for a kiss and he’s given just that.
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a/n: so my jae!muse was really turned on and wanted a handjob in a bathroom cubicle, whatchu gonna do about that, son? :D
they have to get married because of a dumb promise their grandfathers made to each other
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When the weekend rolls in, Jaejoong is all pins and needles.
“Will you stop freaking out?” Yunho sighs, as he drives his car into parking.
“I am not freaking out.” Jaejoong replies as calmly as possible but he’s fidgeting too much and that’s definitely giving him away. Yunho grins at him from his seat and Jaejoong really tries to calm down; what could possibly go wrong? It would be horribly awkward, Heechul would throw sexual innuendos at Yunho, suggest an orgy perhaps? Yunho would embarrass Jaejoong by acting like an overzealous pup? Heechul would tell Yunho all his embarrassing stories? No big deal.
No big deal at all.
Jaejoong wonders what would happen if he just ran away.
“Come on.” Yunho says, nearly dragging Jaejoong towards the bowling centre.
“I need to use the washroom.” Jaejoong tries lamely.
“No, you don’t.” Yunho sighs.
Heechul and Hankyung are already inside waiting for them, they are seated at an alley. Heechul is leaning into Hankyung’s touch, their noses nearly touching. Hankyung is grinning ear to ear as Heechul whispers something.
“Hi guys!” Jaejoong calls out and they jump apart.
“Shit.” Heechul exclaims. “You killed me.”
Jaejoong grins and feels a little at ease. “This is Heechul and this is Hankyung.” He introduces his friends to Yunho.
“Yunho-sshi, I’ve heard so much about you!” Heechul says, bowing in greeting. “It’s great to finally meet you.”
“Please, call me Yunho.” Yunho says, grinning at the younger couple. “Yunho-sshi sounds old.”
Yunho excuses himself from the gathering to go pay at the counter and get shoes for the gang; the moment he is out of earshot, Hankyung bashfully whistles. “Photos do him no justice, the man is handsome.”
“Do you think he’d be interested in a threesome?” Heechul asks, looking up at Hankyung.
“Hey! What about me?” Jaejoong frowns.
“Shut up, virgin.” Heechul sighs, leaning against Hankyung. “I don’t know why you whine about him, if I were you I wouldn’t get off his dick.”
“Me neither.” Hankyung says. They haven’t stopped staring at Yunho, who is currently laughing with the guy behind the desk.
“I mean, check out that jaw.” Hankyung sighs. “Shit, I would let him do him.”
As if on cue, Yunho turns around and shows off his pearly whites in a smile. “He’s so good looking.” Heechul nearly sobs, waving at Yunho.
“Keep it back in your pants, Heechul.” Jaejoong laughs. “I’ll be back.”
Jaejoong makes his way to where Yunho is standing; “Hey, what’s taking so long?”
“Nothing.” Yunho grins. “Just getting bowling shoes for us. Have you ever been bowling?”
“Like…twice? I am not very good at it. Heechul and Hankyung, on the other hand, are serious competition.”
“Don’t you worry.” Yunho says, leaning in. “You’re married to a champion.”
The guy behind the counter arrives with four pairs of shoes; “Here, these are yours.” Yunho says, handing over a pair to Jaejoong.
“You know my shoe size?” Jaejoong raises an eyebrow.
“I bought you shoes in Bali, remember?” Yunho reminds Jaejoong of the small shopping spree they had gone on.
“Oh right.” Jaejoong blushes slightly.
“I roughly guessed Hankyung and Heechul’s shoe sizes.” Yunho says, holding up the shoes.
“Should fit them.” Jaejoong shrugs and helps Yunho with carrying it back.
“You can get it exchanged if it doesn’t fit.” Yunho says, placing the shoes down.
“It’ll fit” Heechul says, eyes not leaving Yunho. “I know it will.”
Yunho smiles; “Alright.”
When Yunho told Jaejoong he had booked an alley, he did not mean he had booked an alley for a game. No, Jung Yunho had booked the alley. Literally booked the lane till the four of them were ready to leave.
Yunho had very gallantly let Hankyung and Heechul win the first game and had done nothing but smiled and squeezed Jaejoong’s shoulders when the flustered twenty year old had scored eight gutter balls out his ten turns.
“It’s okay.” Yunho had said, pressing a quick kiss to the soft spot behind Jaejoong’s ear.
“Round two?” Yunho asks, grinning widely.
“How many ever rounds you want, Yunho. We’re game.” Heechul’s grins matches Yunho’s, his eyes glinting very suggestively.
Yunho chuckles. “I was going easy on the both of you.”
“Bring on your A game.” Hankyung says. “Loser buys the winner dinner - dessert and everything.”
“Oooooh, interesting.” Yunho says, his eyes narrowing into slits. “Winner gets to pick the restaurant.”
“Shake on it, good sir.” Hankyung grins, putting his hand out and Yunho does not hesitate in giving it a good shake.
They’re two rounds into the game and Yunho and Jaejoong are leading all thanks to Yunho, of course.
“The point of the game is to make sure those pins fall, Jae.” Heechul sighs. “And people usually try to make sure their ball doesn’t go down the gutter.”
“Shut up.” Jaejoong says, frustrated.
Bowling sucks, who chose bowling? This was a dumb game. Jaejoong picks up the ball and holds it to his chest.
“Hey listen.” Yunho slides up behind him.
Jaejoong jumps slightly when Yunho wraps his arm around Jaejoong’s middle. “What?” Jaejoong frowns. “If this is one of your weird tricks- “
Yunho shushes him; “Listen to me.” Yunho says his voice barely above a whisper. “The cogs and wheels in your mind are in overdrive. Relax your shoulder, don’t be so stiff. Let the ball guide you.”
“What the - “ Jaejoong tries to turn around but Yunho holds him in place. “Look, look at the pins. Don’t throw the ball, let it slide out. Can you do that?”
“I can try.” Jaejoong says.
“That’s my boy.” Yunho says, letting go of Jaejoong but not before kissing the side of his head. “You can do this.”
Jaejoong gulps and takes a deep breath and relaxes his body, loosens his shoulder and taking two steps further, slowly lets the ball slide out of his hands. It’s like everything is moving in slow motion for the boy when the bowling ball rolls along the alley and scrapes by the first two pins, making them fall before rolling into the gutter.
But that’s good enough for Jaejoong.
He jumps in glee and spins around on his heels and finds Yunho standing about two feet away, arms crossed across his chest, grinning at Jaejoong as though he had won the world.
He rushes to Yunho, hand coming around Yunho’s neck and reaching up for a kiss; “Did you see that?!” Jaejoong exclaims.
Yunho hugs him tightly and spins him around; “Good for you.” He laughs. Hankyung and Heechul can’t help but laugh with Yunho. “Well done, Jaejae!” Heechul calls out, raising his coke in cheer.
Jaejoong smiles widely and nestles himself against Yunho’s chest. “You know,” Yunho says, taking a peek at Jaejoong’s face. “The game isn’t over yet.”
“I know, I know. At least now I know that at least I won’t be giving gutter balls.” He giggles and rushes to his seat.
Yunho chuckles and when he leans down to pick up a ball; Jaejoong notices, for the first time that evening, the nerves that are running up Yunho’s arm. He stares at how easily Yunho picks up the bowling ball and walks to the alley.
Jaejoong can feel the confidence that’s radiating out of Yunho; gone is that Yunho who was an enthusiastic at the dinner table or that pervert who wants sex all the time. Jaejoong runs his eyes down Yunho’s well-built body that fit his clothes so well.
A wave of heat settles in the pits of Jaejoong’s guts. He gulps.
“You okay?” Heechul asks, leaning over Hankyung.
“Huh? Yeah.” Jaejoong can’t tear his gaze away his husband. Yunho looks like he is calculating, his eyes narrowed, his stance, confident.
Jaejoong feels his mouth go dry when Yunho bends elegantly at his waist and his right leg slides behind the left; it’s a strike.
Yunho raises a fist of victory and turns to the group smiling widely. “Your move, Heechul.” He says.
“That was awesome, wasn’t it?” He asks, taking his seat next to Jaejoong and gulping down his drink.
Jaejoong unabashedly stares at Yunho’s Adam’s apple bob up and down.
“What’s up? Are you okay?”
Jaejoong snaps out of his thought and looks away from Yunho’s face. “Yeah, no, I am okay I was just - that was freaking awesome. Congrats.”
Yunho chuckles and the hair on the back of Jaejoong’s neck stand up.
He feels a little dizzy when Yunho goes to pick up more drinks and snacks for the group and turns to Jaejoong and sends across a smile.
Jaejoong almost feels like the very breath in his body has been punched out by the curve of Yunho’s smile.
The game ends, Yunho and Jaejoong win, without doubt.
“I’ve been playing since I was thirteen so I guess I do have the upper hand.” Yunho shrugs, tying the laces on his shoes.
“So, where do you want to have dinner?” Hankyung asks.
Yunho smiles and waves it off; “Don’t bother. I’ve already booked a table for the four of us. The treat is on me.”
“But - “
“You can treat us next time, right Jaejoong?”
Jaejoong is too busy studying Yunho’s very broad shoulders to even realize Yunho was even calling out to him.
“Jaejoong!”
“What? Yes? What?!”
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I was just thinking.”
“Are you sure you are okay? “ Heechul asks. “You seem sort of out of it.”
“I am fine.” Jaejoong snaps. “Let’s go get dinner.”
“You need to change your shoes first.” Yunho says, frowning a little.
“What? Oh right, fine.”
He slips out of his bowling shoes and slips into his and the whole while, he’s angry at himself for reasons he doesn’t know.
When he’s ready to leave, he sees that Yunho is busy giving out directions to Hankyung and Heechul; he’s moving his hands animatedly and Jaejoong can see Yunho’s bulging biceps.
Oh, fuck! Jaejoong thinks and immediately slumps back into his seat and sighs heavily.
“I’ve given them directions, they’ll come in their car and we’ll go in ours.” Yunho says when Jaejoong approaches them slowly.
“Yeah, see you on the other side.” Heechul grins, wrapping an arm around Hankyung.
Jaejoong manages a small smile as he waves goodbye to his friends.
“Seriously, are you alright?” Yunho asks, the moment they are gone. “You look really, really ill.”
Jaejoong slowly licks his lips as he stares at the movement of Yunho’s lips. “I’m - I need to use the washroom, I am feeling really lightheaded.” He staggers towards the washroom, trying to get away from Yunho but in vain, his husband is at his heel.
“Are you okay? Is it something you ate? Do you want me to get you some water?”
Jaejoong feels drained for some reason, like all the energy in him has been sucked out. He pushes open the door and catches his reflection in the mirror and Yunho’s right, he really does look pale and behind him, he spots Yunho.
Handsome, gentle, chivalrous Yunho with his chocolate brown eyes and auburn hair cut to frame his small face so well and how he smells so good all the time is beyond Jaejoong’s senses.
Oh god Jaejoong sighs. What the fuck is happening.
“Jaejoong?” Yunho’s worried voice reverberates in Jaejoong’s mind and he feels Yunho’s fingers curling around his elbow and it makes Jaejoong’s skin prickle.
“Okay.” Jaejoong whispers.
“What?”
“Okay.” He says out loud and spins on his heels and pushes Yunho into the nearest cubicle.
“Jaejoong- what - “
Yunho is cut off by Jaejoong’s lips crushing against his.
Jaejoong tumbles on to Yunho, slams the door behind him and manages to manoeuvre Yunho to stand against the door.
Yunho is, of course, surprised and shocked but it’s pleasant and he allows Jaejoong to nip at his lips before letting his tongue slowly push its way into Jaejoong’s mouth. They’re kissing like their life depends on it, they are sucking the breath away. Jaejoong pushes himself against Yunho and rocks his hip against Yunho’s hip and when Yunho matches Jaejoong’s movement with a delicious precision; Jaejoong lets out a loud moan and runs his hand down Yunho’s arm and grabs Yunho’s hand. “Touch me.” Jaejoong says, in between kisses.
Yunho pulls back completely and stares at Jaejoong; “If you tell me you are joking like the- “
Jaejoong’s pulled Yunho’s hand and placed it against his crotch; “Touch me.” Jaejoong says lethally. The kind of tone he’s using, Yunho isn’t sure if Jaejoong is asking or threatening.
Yunho doesn’t need to be told twice, he leans in for another kiss and quickly works on Jaejoong’s belt and pushes his hand down Jaejoong’s pants.
“Oh god.” Jaejoong whispers when he feels Yunho massaging his cock through his boxer. “Oh my god, yes.”
Yunho has never heard that tone come out of Jaejoong’s lips; it’s so soft and so seductive - it effectively turns him on.
“Oh, Jaejoong.” Yunho whispers, his free hand coming around and holding the back of Jaejoong’s head.
“Please touch me.” Jaejoong’s nearly sobbing. The whole idea of Yunho’s long, slender fingers wrapped around his cock, jerking him off - Jaejoong chokes on air when he feels it.
Yunho pushes Jaejoong’s boxers down and has his fingers tightly wrapped around Jaejoong’s real hard cock. Jaejoong whimpers, looking at Yunho.
They hold eye contact as Yunho fists Jaejoong’s cock; “Like it?” Yunho asks, a tiny smirk curling around his lips. “Yes, yes, oh god yes.” Jaejoong cups Yunho’s face and pulls him down for a bruising kiss.
“Oh god wait wait - let me - “Jaejoong breathes when Yunho’s hand starts fisting his faster and faster. Yunho shushes him. “No, let me.” Yunho whispers in a low tone and Jaejoong swears he’s going to cum just by hearing Yunho’s voice.
Jaejoong swoons and rests his head against the crook of Yunho’s neck, he starts to lick and suck on the skin along the column of Yunho’s neck. Yunho hums.
“Say my name.” Yunho whispers, pulling Jaejoong closer. “Say my name and I will make you cum.”
“Yunho.” Jaejoong whispers, raising his head and looking Yunho in the eye. “Make me cum.”
Yunho feels his toe curling and when his hand movements grow faster and faster and faster; Jaejoong throws his head back and nearly screams Yunho’s name out. “Oh fuck, fuck fuck okay I am gonna cum now.”
Jaejoong cums all over Yunho’s hand and squirts a little on his shirt and his boxers.
“I am a mess.” He pouts and Yunho can’t wrap his head around this kid.
“By the way.” Jaejoong looks up. “That was hot.” He grins.
“Brat.” Yunho laughs, bending down and pulling Jaejoong’s pants up.
“You were feeling light headed because you were turned on?” Yunho chuckles.
“Yeah, by you. Have you ever seen yourself bowling? You look fucking hot.”
“Well, yeah, of course I look hot.” Yunho shrugs. “That’s my move.”
“Well then you have a good move.”
“It worked, didn’t it?” Yunho wiggles his eyebrows. “Never fails.”
“Who’s the brat now?” Jaejoong says, bringing his arm around Yunho’s neck and pulling him in for a kiss.
“We should probably clean up and head for dinner.” Yunho says but kisses Jaejoong again.
“As if they would have left immediately for dinner. Heechul likes having sex in the car.”
“How would you know that?”
“Hankyung has a car. And sometimes when the three of us go out, they make me drive.” Jaejoong says, rolling his eyes. “I have seen it all. I have heard it all.”
“Aw, you poor baby.” Yunho laughs and kisses Jaejoong again.
As Jaejoong had expected, all four of them arrive at the restaurant around the same time. Heechul very obviously eyes the hickeys along Yunho’s neck and Jaejoong snorts and doesn’t even bother with the red marks all along Hankyung’s and Heechul’s necks.
He simply looks at Yunho with a smile and says; “Told you so.”
In a way, Jaejoong is glad this double date happened. For a lot of reasons. When they come back home, Yunho heads for a shower and Jaejoong relaxes on the bed and thinks about their little sexual getaway and blushes profusely. He thinks of the delicious heat that had shot down his spine and curled and settled around in his crotch. And the way Yunho kissed him and touched him and made him orgasm - all with this hand. Jaejoong shivers at the thought of how good this man could be in bed.
He snaps out of his thoughts his phone lights up.
It’s a message from his mother asking whether Yunho and he would like have lunch sometime this week. Jaejoong replies with a would love to, mom. Let me confirm with Yunho and get back to you. He hits the send button and stares at the next, unread message on his phone.
It’s from an unknown number and it’s a simple one line message that reads; yes, I did love him Jaejoong stares at the message; he doesn’t have the stomach to open it. There is something about the message, he feels as though by opening the text message, he’s digging up a lot more than what was needed.
“Not sleepy?” Yunho walks out of the bathroom in his pyjamas and smiles at Jaejoong.
“Mum messaged.” Jaejoong says, quietly keeping his phone to the side. “She wanted know if we could do lunch sometime this week.”
“Oh.” Yunho pouts. “I don’t think that’s possible. I have this conference that I have to leave for day after and - “
“Where are you going?”
“Japan. And then Macau.” Yunho replies, sitting cross legged on the bed.
“And when will you be back?”
“Depends on the conference, actually.” Yunho smiles apologetically.
“Oh.” Jaejoong feels like something dropped to his guts.
“And besides, think about it this way, you’d have the whole bed to yourself.”
Jaejoong shoves Yunho and laughs.
“I know you are going to miss me.” Yunho says in a sing song voice, bouncing back and leaning his weight on Jaejoong.
“Ah, get off I can’t breathe.” Jaejoong replies, trying to push Yunho away but really, he isn’t trying.
“But I’ll try to wrap it all up as quickly as possible.” Yunho says, wrapping his arms around Jaejoong and pulling the boy onto his lap.
“You better.” Jaejoong says, settling comfortably on Yunho’s lap and wounding his arms tight around Yunho’s neck. “And I expect like a gazillion gifts.”
“I’ll get you a gazillion and one.” Yunho says tipping his chin up for a kiss and he’s given just that.
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a/n: so my jae!muse was really turned on and wanted a handjob in a bathroom cubicle, whatchu gonna do about that, son? :D