You got that supa luv
Pairing: Jaehyo/L.Joe
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1, 662
Summary: Jaehyo and L.Joe join up for a cover of Keep Your Head Down. Sex happens.
Author's note: Again, zenfu 's fault :D But I don't mind at all. It's sort of shameless self-indulgence anyway :3
Note: Byunghun = L.Joe / Minsoo = C.A.P / Daniel = Niel / Jiho = Zico.
Byunghun isn't entirely too sure how he ended up like this, pressed between Jaehyo and the wall. He supposes it could be the song's fault, because during practice Jaehyo had always ended up sort of... restless whenever Byunghun was singing. But then again, maybe Jaehyo has liked him before that. And maybe Byunghun is just a little bit too easy. So it is also their fault. But he doesn't mind.
Neither does Jaehyo, from the way his hand is trying to get into Byunghun's pants. “Your pants are stupid,” Jaehyo mutters as he pulls his hand out and tugs at the button and the zipper instead.
“You're stupid,” Byunghun answers, and he figures he should probably be helping Jaehyo but his hands are far too busy running through his hair and forcing him into a kiss, something Jaehyo indulges far too willingly.
Jaehyo snorts slightly as he pulls back from the kiss to tug Byunghun's pants down. “Minsoo is stupid.”
“What?--” Byunghun begins, but then he's distracted by Jaehyo's neck and decides he might as well ask again later. Right now though, he just wants Jaehyo to continue whatever he's doing with his tongue and preferably do it against his cock, but hey, this is nice too. At least he can rub his thigh against Jaehyo's cock through his pants and make him moan nicely.
“The pants. Lose them, I don't want to be the only one half-naked.”
“You were the one who decided to go commando though. You could have been wearing boxers.”
Byunghun isn't pouting. Really. Jaehyo's smirk is caused by something entirely else. Really.
Jaehyo gets his own pants off in a flash and kneels down, hands on Byunghun's thighs to stop him from thrusting forwards too suddenly as Jaehyo takes his cock into his mouth. Byunghun hits his head against the wall with a gasp. “Fucking--”
Had he been able to, Jaehyo would've smirked, but he can't so he just settles for taking as much into his mouth as he possibly can and running his tongue across it, over and under and then pulls back to lick at the head, licks away the precome and digs the tip of his tongue into the slit to gain some very colorful swears and an absolutely delicious moan from him.
“Has nobody ever sucked you off before?” Jaehyo asks and pulls back for a moment to look up at him. Byunghun shakes his head slightly, looking a bit tense. Jaehyo chuckles.
“I'll have to do this more then,” he murmurs and looks back to the cock in front of him, licks from the tip and along the underside to the base, then carefully nips at the pouch just beneath, and the moan coming from Byunghun at that is embarrassingly loud and high-pitched.
“Be quiet,” Jaehyo admonishes and reaches for his pants, searching the pockets for something. “Someone will hear you and come in.”
Byunghun quickly bites his lip, because he will die if he's seen by any of the members in his group - the teasing will be endless. Jaehyo smiles at him though and nips at his thigh next, raising a slight mark as he pulls out a small tube from his pocket with a triumphant sound.
“I take it you've never been fucked before either then,” he says, but his look is slightly concerned, and Byunghun shakes his head.
“Fingered?” Another shake of the head, and Jaehyo nods.
He coats his fingers thoroughly and spreads Byunghun's legs for him, searched for the entrance and for a moment just traces it with his finger, watching the way Byunghun shudders at the feeling. Jaehyo strokes his own cock with his non-lubed hand, pushing the first fingertip in and waits for the younger boy to stop tensing.
“How do you know all this?” Byunghun manages to ask as he finally relaxes enough for Jaehyo to slowly push the rest of his finger in. Jaehyo chuckles.
“You're not around Jiho for long without learning a thing or two.” he replies simply, and Byunghun figures he should let it go at that. He closes his eyes and leans his head against the wall, concentrates on breathing as Jaehyo's fingers moves in and out at a slow pace, slowly quickening the more Byunghun manages to relax.
The older man takes the head of Byunghun's cock into his mouth and sucks lazily when he starts pushing in the second finger to stretch him more properly, tries to distract him from feeling too much of the discomfort and that painful edge that's bound to be there. Slowly, Byunghun begins breathing out soft little noises if pleasure, and eventually he's pushing his hips forward, trying to make Jaehyo go faster and suck his cock more.
Jaehyo complies, works in a third finger at a little rougher pace than the other two, scissoring his fingers, and sucks on Byunghun's cock, careful in not pushing him towards the edge of orgasm too early.
“Do it,” Byunghun suddenly snaps, and Jaehyo pulls back a little startled. Byunghun is looking down at him with dark eyes, pupils blown wide in lust, and tugs at Jaehyo's shoulder. “Fuck me already, Jaehyo, before I push you to the floor and ride you until you scream my name.”
“Impatient.” Jaehyo teases and shifts, gets to his feet and lubes up his own cock before hauling Byunghun up. Byunghun willingly wraps his legs around Jaehyo's waist and grips at his arms, clutches at his shirt as he's a little afraid of falling, but Jaehyo pushes him a bit firmer against the wall. “I've got you,” he murmurs, and Byunghun nods and takes a breath, relaxing as much as possible when Jaehyo starts to push in.
It burns and feels uncomfortable as hell, but he knows it will get much better if Jaehyo just keeps going, and so Byunghun bites down on the shoulder in front of him and waits for the discomfort to pass. Jaehyo is caring enough, so that's not going to be a problem.
Soon Jaehyo's cock is all the way in him and he's trying to get used to the strange feeling, because it's painful, but at the same time it's... pleasurable, and that's not what he has expected. “Move,” Byunghun tells him, and Jaehyo complies, pulls out just a little bit before pushing back in again, and Byunghun winces, but doesn't make a sound aside from a slight hitch in his breathing for a second.
“Okay?” Jaehyo asks, and Byunghun looks up and nods. Jaehyo does it again, and again, and then once more, and is thrusts slowly become longer, faster, and Byunghun kisses him to keep in his moans that turn pleasurable. Jaehyo returns it willingly and hitches him up a bit more to gain better access, and on the next thrust brushes against something that has Byunghun crying out. He knows what it is, has had too many of those stories Daniel likes to read shoved in his face not to, but he can't for the life of him remember it or care about it at the moment.
“Do that again,” he demands, and Jaehyo purposely doesn't.
“Not until you tell me how you want me to fuck you,” he answers, moaning quietly when Byunghun tightens around him for a moment. Byunghun can't think of any reason why Jaehyo wants him to tell him that, but says the first thing that comes to mind.
“Faster.” he mumbles, caught up in another, sudden kiss from Jaehyo who starts to roll his hips more quickly and then curls long fingers around Byunghun's cock. Byunghun lets out a choked groan because damn, that feels good.
“Harder.” he says next, and Jaehyo follows, and it sends pleasure shooting up Byunghun's spine. Oh yes, he can definitely get used to this, especially if Jaehyo hits his prostate again. Which he does, a second later, and Byunghun cries out again, not bothering with who might hear him.
“Fuck me, Jaehyo, please,” he groans, nails digging into Jaehyo's back and all of a sudden he finds himself with his back on the floor and Jaehyo above him, fucking into him at a much faster pace, and Byunghun lets his legs drop to the ground and spreads them wider, pushes Jaehyo's hand from his cock and strokes it himself, much faster because god, he wants to come - all over Jaehyo's face, if he can - and he tells Jaehyo as much.
Jaehyo grins in reply and winks, but doesn't make any promises. He fucks in in a quick series of short thrusts, almost constantly hitting Byunghun's prostate and it's enough for Byunghun to come with a shout of Jaehyo's name, and Jaehyo comes in him almost immediately after with a gasp because dear god, Byunghun is tight around him, muscles working and practically stroking his cock from the inside, however that works.
Jaehyo pulls out and lies half on top of Byunghun without really caring that the floor must be uncomfortable, because he's much too happy to breathe at the moment and nuzzle Byunghun's shoulder just because he can, before he rolls over and tries to find his pants.
“Hey... What did you mean by Minsoo being the stupid one?” Byunghun asks five minutes later, still panting slightly when Jaehyo helps him put his pants back on, pressing a kiss to his thigh in the process.
“Hm? Oh..” Jaehyo stands straight and smiles. “This was all his idea.”
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1, 662
Summary: Jaehyo and L.Joe join up for a cover of Keep Your Head Down. Sex happens.
Author's note: Again, zenfu 's fault :D But I don't mind at all. It's sort of shameless self-indulgence anyway :3
Note: Byunghun = L.Joe / Minsoo = C.A.P / Daniel = Niel / Jiho = Zico.
Byunghun isn't entirely too sure how he ended up like this, pressed between Jaehyo and the wall. He supposes it could be the song's fault, because during practice Jaehyo had always ended up sort of... restless whenever Byunghun was singing. But then again, maybe Jaehyo has liked him before that. And maybe Byunghun is just a little bit too easy. So it is also their fault. But he doesn't mind.
Neither does Jaehyo, from the way his hand is trying to get into Byunghun's pants. “Your pants are stupid,” Jaehyo mutters as he pulls his hand out and tugs at the button and the zipper instead.
“You're stupid,” Byunghun answers, and he figures he should probably be helping Jaehyo but his hands are far too busy running through his hair and forcing him into a kiss, something Jaehyo indulges far too willingly.
Jaehyo snorts slightly as he pulls back from the kiss to tug Byunghun's pants down. “Minsoo is stupid.”
“What?--” Byunghun begins, but then he's distracted by Jaehyo's neck and decides he might as well ask again later. Right now though, he just wants Jaehyo to continue whatever he's doing with his tongue and preferably do it against his cock, but hey, this is nice too. At least he can rub his thigh against Jaehyo's cock through his pants and make him moan nicely.
“The pants. Lose them, I don't want to be the only one half-naked.”
“You were the one who decided to go commando though. You could have been wearing boxers.”
Byunghun isn't pouting. Really. Jaehyo's smirk is caused by something entirely else. Really.
Jaehyo gets his own pants off in a flash and kneels down, hands on Byunghun's thighs to stop him from thrusting forwards too suddenly as Jaehyo takes his cock into his mouth. Byunghun hits his head against the wall with a gasp. “Fucking--”
Had he been able to, Jaehyo would've smirked, but he can't so he just settles for taking as much into his mouth as he possibly can and running his tongue across it, over and under and then pulls back to lick at the head, licks away the precome and digs the tip of his tongue into the slit to gain some very colorful swears and an absolutely delicious moan from him.
“Has nobody ever sucked you off before?” Jaehyo asks and pulls back for a moment to look up at him. Byunghun shakes his head slightly, looking a bit tense. Jaehyo chuckles.
“I'll have to do this more then,” he murmurs and looks back to the cock in front of him, licks from the tip and along the underside to the base, then carefully nips at the pouch just beneath, and the moan coming from Byunghun at that is embarrassingly loud and high-pitched.
“Be quiet,” Jaehyo admonishes and reaches for his pants, searching the pockets for something. “Someone will hear you and come in.”
Byunghun quickly bites his lip, because he will die if he's seen by any of the members in his group - the teasing will be endless. Jaehyo smiles at him though and nips at his thigh next, raising a slight mark as he pulls out a small tube from his pocket with a triumphant sound.
“I take it you've never been fucked before either then,” he says, but his look is slightly concerned, and Byunghun shakes his head.
“Fingered?” Another shake of the head, and Jaehyo nods.
He coats his fingers thoroughly and spreads Byunghun's legs for him, searched for the entrance and for a moment just traces it with his finger, watching the way Byunghun shudders at the feeling. Jaehyo strokes his own cock with his non-lubed hand, pushing the first fingertip in and waits for the younger boy to stop tensing.
“How do you know all this?” Byunghun manages to ask as he finally relaxes enough for Jaehyo to slowly push the rest of his finger in. Jaehyo chuckles.
“You're not around Jiho for long without learning a thing or two.” he replies simply, and Byunghun figures he should let it go at that. He closes his eyes and leans his head against the wall, concentrates on breathing as Jaehyo's fingers moves in and out at a slow pace, slowly quickening the more Byunghun manages to relax.
The older man takes the head of Byunghun's cock into his mouth and sucks lazily when he starts pushing in the second finger to stretch him more properly, tries to distract him from feeling too much of the discomfort and that painful edge that's bound to be there. Slowly, Byunghun begins breathing out soft little noises if pleasure, and eventually he's pushing his hips forward, trying to make Jaehyo go faster and suck his cock more.
Jaehyo complies, works in a third finger at a little rougher pace than the other two, scissoring his fingers, and sucks on Byunghun's cock, careful in not pushing him towards the edge of orgasm too early.
“Do it,” Byunghun suddenly snaps, and Jaehyo pulls back a little startled. Byunghun is looking down at him with dark eyes, pupils blown wide in lust, and tugs at Jaehyo's shoulder. “Fuck me already, Jaehyo, before I push you to the floor and ride you until you scream my name.”
“Impatient.” Jaehyo teases and shifts, gets to his feet and lubes up his own cock before hauling Byunghun up. Byunghun willingly wraps his legs around Jaehyo's waist and grips at his arms, clutches at his shirt as he's a little afraid of falling, but Jaehyo pushes him a bit firmer against the wall. “I've got you,” he murmurs, and Byunghun nods and takes a breath, relaxing as much as possible when Jaehyo starts to push in.
It burns and feels uncomfortable as hell, but he knows it will get much better if Jaehyo just keeps going, and so Byunghun bites down on the shoulder in front of him and waits for the discomfort to pass. Jaehyo is caring enough, so that's not going to be a problem.
Soon Jaehyo's cock is all the way in him and he's trying to get used to the strange feeling, because it's painful, but at the same time it's... pleasurable, and that's not what he has expected. “Move,” Byunghun tells him, and Jaehyo complies, pulls out just a little bit before pushing back in again, and Byunghun winces, but doesn't make a sound aside from a slight hitch in his breathing for a second.
“Okay?” Jaehyo asks, and Byunghun looks up and nods. Jaehyo does it again, and again, and then once more, and is thrusts slowly become longer, faster, and Byunghun kisses him to keep in his moans that turn pleasurable. Jaehyo returns it willingly and hitches him up a bit more to gain better access, and on the next thrust brushes against something that has Byunghun crying out. He knows what it is, has had too many of those stories Daniel likes to read shoved in his face not to, but he can't for the life of him remember it or care about it at the moment.
“Do that again,” he demands, and Jaehyo purposely doesn't.
“Not until you tell me how you want me to fuck you,” he answers, moaning quietly when Byunghun tightens around him for a moment. Byunghun can't think of any reason why Jaehyo wants him to tell him that, but says the first thing that comes to mind.
“Faster.” he mumbles, caught up in another, sudden kiss from Jaehyo who starts to roll his hips more quickly and then curls long fingers around Byunghun's cock. Byunghun lets out a choked groan because damn, that feels good.
“Harder.” he says next, and Jaehyo follows, and it sends pleasure shooting up Byunghun's spine. Oh yes, he can definitely get used to this, especially if Jaehyo hits his prostate again. Which he does, a second later, and Byunghun cries out again, not bothering with who might hear him.
“Fuck me, Jaehyo, please,” he groans, nails digging into Jaehyo's back and all of a sudden he finds himself with his back on the floor and Jaehyo above him, fucking into him at a much faster pace, and Byunghun lets his legs drop to the ground and spreads them wider, pushes Jaehyo's hand from his cock and strokes it himself, much faster because god, he wants to come - all over Jaehyo's face, if he can - and he tells Jaehyo as much.
Jaehyo grins in reply and winks, but doesn't make any promises. He fucks in in a quick series of short thrusts, almost constantly hitting Byunghun's prostate and it's enough for Byunghun to come with a shout of Jaehyo's name, and Jaehyo comes in him almost immediately after with a gasp because dear god, Byunghun is tight around him, muscles working and practically stroking his cock from the inside, however that works.
Jaehyo pulls out and lies half on top of Byunghun without really caring that the floor must be uncomfortable, because he's much too happy to breathe at the moment and nuzzle Byunghun's shoulder just because he can, before he rolls over and tries to find his pants.
“Hey... What did you mean by Minsoo being the stupid one?” Byunghun asks five minutes later, still panting slightly when Jaehyo helps him put his pants back on, pressing a kiss to his thigh in the process.
“Hm? Oh..” Jaehyo stands straight and smiles. “This was all his idea.”