[FIC] Meet the in laws
→ Meet the in laws
→ YunJae
→ One Shot
→ NC17
→ Humor | Romance | Smut
→ Jaejoong meets his sister's in laws.
→ Beta -> yukimiya87
Meet the in laws
“Ayyyyyyy Changmin,” Jaejoong screamed in the phone once his friend picked up the call, laughing as the other grumbled upon hearing his voice. He tried to keep his eyes focused on the road as he drove.
“Why are you so cheerful you freak?”
“Would it hurt you to talk to me nicely for once?” Jaejoong rolled his eyes, knowing fairly well that his friend rolled his eyes as well.
“Why should I? I’m your friend not your therapist.” Changmin replied, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
Jaejoong pouted. “You’re mean,”
“You just found out? Seriously!”
Jaejoong shook his head and laughed. “Anyways, did I tell you? My ex called me today.”
“What? Seriously? Would he ever give up?”
Jaejoong reply as he shrugged and took the next turn. “We had a relationship for so long in the past you know,”
“Yeah, three years ago. That’s just pathetic.”
“He even called me baby,” Jaejoong shuddered.
Changmin sighed, “And your answer was?”
“I told him to call me Jaejoong, and he was all sad and like, oh yeah sorry. God I hate it when he does that.”
Changmin snorted.
“I need new people in my life.” Jaejoong commented, conversationally.
“Correction, you need new people in your love life.” Changmin replied, exasperation almost audible. “When was the last time you dated someone?”
Jaejoong narrowed his eyes, trying to think before shrugging again. “Dating is a serious business. I value love okay?” He quickly reasoned.
“Dear God, you are an idiot. You know what? I’ll leave this dating thing to Yoochun, you two girls talk it out together.”
“I will tell Chun you called him a girl.”
“By all means, do tell. He’ll bend for me and ask me to fuck him and even call me oppa.”
“I will tell him you said that too,” Jaejoong stifled a laugh as Changmin growled from the other end of the line.
“Whatever, god, you’re such a fucking girl. Change the subject, how was your interview?”
“I’ll ignore everything you said because I love you. And oh my God I passed the interview and I have a final interview on Monday.”
“Wow, congrats man, finally.”
“I know right? I’ve already became an expert in interviews.”
“You can even write a book.”
“And it’ll sell internationally.”
“Okay, stop it.”
Jaejoong pouted, creasing his eyebrows when he heard a car horn through the phone. “Are you out?” He asked, finally pulling over in front of his parent’s house.
“Yeah, going with Yoochun to a party.”
“Take me with yooooou,” He whined, unbuckling his seatbelt. “I have to meet my sister’s future in laws. This dinner is gonna be another disaster.”
“I’m shivering. Your mom is scary.”
“Gosh you didn’t meet JaeHee’s mother in law. Last time, my mom and here were practically tearing each other apart, and the scary thing was that both had wide smiles on their faces.”
Changmin suddenly laughed. “I can’t wait for the day you bring your boyfriend home,”
“This, my friend, will never happen,”
‘Hi babe’ Jaejoong heard Yoochun’s voice. ‘Who are you talking to? Is that Jaejoong?’
“Jaejoong ayyyyyyyyyyy,”
Jaejoong laughed. “Ayyyyyyy bro,”
‘Fucking girls’
“Shut up Changmin,” Yoochun shouted, the sound of his hand meeting Changmin’s body so loud it reached Jaejoong’s ears. “Good luck with your dinner. Tell aunt I said hi,”
“Okay, gotta go. Keep your phones close if I texted you.”
“We will. Jesus Min stop it,” Yoochun giggled.
“What is he doing?”
“Believe me,” Yoochun giggled again. “You don’t wanna know… gosh Minnie.”
A shiver ran down Jaejoong spine. “Bye bye.” He hung up before even waiting for his friend to reply. Why did he have such weird friends in the first place?
He knocked the door and his sister opened it for him, hugging him tight and whispering in his ear “Please come help me, it’s crazy in there.”
If anyone looked at his mother and his sister’s mother in law from afar, they’d think they were best friends. They were smiling brightly at each other, too bright even for his mother. He walked closer and winced at the insults they threw at each other while laughing as if they were joking.
“I just want this dinner to end so quickly,” Jaejoong’s sister whispered in his ear, dragging him to the kitchen after he greeted his mother and the guests.
“It’s like they’re children.” He shivered, taking the bowl of salad from his sister.
“I just can’t take it anymore. And god, where is Yunho? He was supposed to be here thirty minutes ago. And by the way, you’re late.” She poked his shoulder with her finger.
“JaeHee, baby, calm down.” Jaejoong soothed her arms before hugging her, nervousness making breathing difficult for her.
“I just want this to be over. Mom is acting like a freaking child out there and oh god, if not for Junsu, I don’t know what to do.”
“It’s ok,” He kept patting her back and caressing her hair. “Once dinner is served, everything will be better.”
“I fucking hope so.”
He laughed. “Careful sis, your in-laws are still out there.”
“I know, I know,” She pulled back and took a deep breath. “How do I look?” She fixed her dress, staring at Jaejoong with a frown.
Smiling softly at her, Jaejoong took her hands and squeezed them. “You look beautiful. Now smile.”
His words worked like magic and her face broke into a smile. “Thanks Jae, I’m so glad you made it today.”
“I would never miss this dinner. We always stick together right?”
She laughed and hit his shoulder not too femininely. “Yeah,”
The doorbell suddenly rang and Jaejoong offered to get it. He practically ran so he wouldn’t keep whoever the newcomer waiting. Just when the door opened, everything in the world froze.
Dear God of all sexy things
“Hello,” The man standing on the door greeted, flashing a smile that made Jaejoong’s heart stop beating for a second. “Is this the Kims house?”
Jaejoong blinked, mentally slapping himself for being so rude. “Yes, yes. You must be mmmm,” He narrowed his eyes, trying to remember.
“Yunho, Junsu’s brother.” Yunho replied, smile stretching over his face.
Dear lord. “Right,” Jaejoong blushed. “Oh where are my manners, please come in.” He opened the door wider, allowing Yunho to walk in.
“Thank you, what’s your name?”
“Jaejoong,” He replied, closing the door and smiling awkwardly. “JaeHee’s brother.”
“Nice to finally meet you. JaeHee talks about you a lot.” Yunho smiled again, extending his hand for a handshake that Jaejoong more than willingly shook.
“Dinner is about to be served, why don’t you give me your coat?”
“Thank you Jaejoong-shi,” He smiled and Jaejoong wondered how someone’s smile could be so sexy.
“Please, we’ll be family, so no need for formalities. Call me Jaejoong.”
Yunho chuckled. “Then call me Yunho.”
My pleasure. “Sure.”
Jaejoong got the other’s coat and with the corner of his eyes took his time checking the man out. He was tall, so fucking tall. His fingers were long and the veins stretching across the back of his hands were absolutely beautiful. His face though, oh my, his face. It was small just like his eyes, yet he looked so manly Jaejoong wanted to ravish him.
“Jaejoong?”
“Eh?” Jaejoong blinked, blushing when he noticed the other smiling down at him, obviously knowing he was blatantly checking him out.
“I think you spaced out just now.”
“Oh,” He awkwardly laughed. “I was thinking of something,”
“Yunho? About time,” JaeHee came rushing towards them, hugging Yunho lightly before pulling him to the dining room. “We’re about to start dinner. Come on Jae.”
Jaejoong nodded, taking his phone immediately out of his pocket to send a BBM text to Changmin and Yoochun in their group.
Jae:Guys guys omg guys
Jae: The brother in law ifhrieohgioer;oghoierho;gier
Jae: Omg omg omg
Jae: He’s fucking hot
Jae: No omfg he’s a sex god. So handsome and omg Yoochun, his fingers ifgheroihgioerh;oghioerhg;er
He stuffed his phone in his pocket, took a deep breath and went to the dining room. He took his seat next to his sister, Yunho sitting across him. Jaejoong didn’t know how the hell he could eat with that handsome guy sitting in front of him. His phone vibrated in his pocket.
Changmin: Hit on him
The Chun: NO JUMP HIM
Jaejoong tried his hardest to remain composed as everyone started eating.
Jae: We’re eating dinner
The Chun: Pin him on the table and eat food off of him 8D
Jaejoong pressed his lips in a thin line, bringing his phone to his lap and typing fast.
Jae: omg everyone is here D:
The Chun: Kinky ;D
“Jaejoong! Put your phone aside. No phones on dinner,” Jaejoong’s mother scolded him softly, laughing elegantly after. “Boys, they remain kids even after they grow up.”
Yunho chuckled and Jaejoong felt his face burning from embarrassment. Did his mother really have to say those words in front of everyone? Really?
He stuffed his phone in his pocket, biting his lip every time it vibrated. Changmin and Yoochun were probably spamming the group with god-knows-what, because the vibration never stopped and he couldn’t even check what they were saying.
He looked up and blushed when his eyes locked with Yunho’s. God his eyes were sexy.
“Yunho, you haven’t said anything since you came,” Jaejoong’s mother spoke again.
“Sorry for being rude,” Yunho said, lowering his head and laughing lowly.
“That’s not rude at all,” Jaejoong’s father said. “What do you do?”
“I’m a manager at a service company.”
“Wow!” Jaejoong’s mother exclaimed. “Fancy.”
“All my boys have prestigious jobs. What about you Jaejoong? What do you do?” Junsu’s mother asked, chuckling in a manner Jaejoong could only describe as evil.
“I just graduated from university and looking for a job.” He answered.
“He graduated with honor,” His mother exclaimed. “My children are so smart.”
“Of course they are,” Junsu’s mom replied.
It was absolutely weird. Every time one of the two mothers opened their mouth, the atmosphere would turn cold and stiff. Jaejoong cleared his throat a couple of times, squeezing his sister’s hand under the table. By the time dinner was over, JaeHee was close to having a heart attack.
“Go with them,” Jaejoong held his sister’s hand when she was about to clean the table. “I’ll do it.”
“Thank you. I must go save the day.”
Junsu came from behind her and held her close, resting his chin on her shoulder. “Calm down, love.” He turned her around and kissed her forehead. “We can make it through the night.”
“God I hope so.” She whispered, taking comfort in his arms.
“Junsu, take your fiancée and go with the elders. Jaejoong and I will clean the table.”
“Yeah, yeah. We’ll do the cleaning; you go stop whatever war from happening.” Jaejoong agreed, thinking about his sister first and then about the reality that he would be with Yunho alone. Maybe he should really hit on him. How many times would you meet a hot successful guy like Yunho? Then again, was he even gay to begin with?
“That dinner was awkward.” Yunho commented with a chuckle.
“Tell me about it.” Jaejoong sighed, gathering the dishes and walking towards the kitchen, Yunho trailing behind him.
“You’re looking for a job?” Yunho asked.
“Yeah, I’ve been doing interviews for the past couple of months and nothing so far.”
“Maybe I can help,” Yunho offered, resting his hands on the table. “I have connections.”
“No, no!” Jaejoong shook his head, walking back to get the rest of the dishes. “I want to get this job with my own abilities. No connections.”
“There’s a job you want to get?”
“Yeah, I have a final interview on Monday. Hope I’ll do well.”
Yunho smiled, walking with Jaejoong back to drop the rest of the dishes. “You’ll do well. Just be yourself and show them that you know what you’re doing. And no matter what, don’t answer randomly just for the sake of answering.” Yunho instructed.
“Yeah I know,” Jaejoong dumped the empty dishes in the sink. “Believe me, I became an expert in this.”
The taller man laughed again, leaning his back against the kitchen’s door. “You’re gonna clean this now?” Yunho asked, pointing at the dishes Jaejoong kept dumping in the sink.
“No, just trying to reduce the mess in here,” Jaejoong moved with much familiarity in the kitchen, taking glasses from the cabinet and filling them with fresh juice. Glancing at Yunho and noticing the latter staring at him, Jaejoong cleared his throat before asking, “Do you think it’s safe to go out now?”
“I guess,” He shrugged.
Jaejoong sighed, placed the glasses in a tray and walked out with Yunho right behind him. “Oh,” He examined before abruptly turning and slamming the tray against Yunho, the glasses of juice falling and spilling all over his and Yunho’s clothes.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry,” Jaejoong shouted, putting the tray on the floor and staring at the mess he just made.
“It’s ok. It’s not a big deal.” Yunho laughed, shaking the juice out of his hands. His shirt was ruined, orange, strawberry and mango smells reeking off of him. “I need a shirt.”
“Jaejoong? Yunho?” Jaejoong’s mother came rushing after hearing Jaejoong’s scream. “What happened?”
“I…” Jaejoong blushed, biting his lip. “I accidently bumped into Yunho and…”
“Ah Yunho,” She trailed, patting Yunho’s arm. “Jaejoong, why don’t you take him to your room and give him a change of clothes, hm? You still have some of your old clothes here.” She turned to Yunho and smiled warmly. “His size is a bit smaller, but I’m sure you’ll look great in anything.”
“Come with me,” Jaejoong’s blush deepened when they walked past the others and had to explain everything that had happened again.
“I’m so embarrassed,” He mumbled, climbing the stairs two at a time.
“It’s ok Jaejoong. It’s not a big deal.”
“It is to me,” He exclaimed, pushing his room’s door open and dashing towards his old closet. “If I wasn’t so clumsy, this wouldn’t have happened.”
Yunho continued to laugh, amused by the other’s bewilderment.
“Ok, this shirt will do,” Jaejoong said, giving Yunho the shirt. “The bathroom is there, take your time cleaning up. I’ll change after you finish.”
Yunho took the shirt and stared at it and then stared back at Jaejoong, not uttering a word.
“What?” Jaejoong asked. “If you don’t like it, I can look for another one.”
Yunho kept calmly staring at him, making the other shift in discomfort. “Is there something wrong?” Jaejoong asked again, troublesome evident in his voice. Yunho however, just chuckled, making the other frown in annoyance.
“Look!”
Jaejoong wasn’t given the time to complete what he had in mind, Yunho’s hand closed around his wrist, slamming Jaejoong against the door and pressing his body against him almost as soon as the door shut.
“Yunho!” Jaejoong gasped.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” Yunho asked in a dangerously low voice, his breath ghosting over Jaejoong’s face.
“What? Yunho I…” He tried to push Yunho away. The other however took the opportunity to seize both of his hands and slam them above his head.
“Do you…” He brought his lips closer to Jaejoong’s parted lips. “Have a boyfriend? Answer the question Jaejoong.” He asked again, his voice going an octave lower.
Jaejoong’s heart started hammering in his chest, senses going on alert. He swallowed and stared at Yunho’s hooded eyes. “No,” He whispered.
“Good,” Was Yunho’s answer before his lips were crashing over Jaejoong’s, taking no time to study the other’s reaction and nudging the other’s lips to insert his tongue in. Jaejoong whined, unconsciously kissing the other back, his head going light as the other’s tongue roamed his mouth. He didn’t even have the time to question what was going on, what had gotten into Yunho and what the hell he was doing, before his hands were free and wrapped around the other’s neck.
“Yunho, God,” He breathed, barely breaking the kiss before Yunho took him in another harsh kiss.
Yunho moaned, biting Jaejoong’s lower lip and pulling slightly, claiming the other’s mouth after in another feverish kiss. He hooked his arms under Jaejoong’s knees and hauled him up, moving away from the door and slamming him against the wall so he wouldn’t make as much noise. The action made Jaejoong wince, but he again wasn’t given the chance to know what was happening as Yunho attacked his neck, licking, biting, sucking.
“I wanted to take you the moment my eyes fell on you,” Yunho whispered in between kisses, his voice hedged with the intensity of his breathing.
“Shit,“ Jaejoong cursed, breathe raging from the other’s words. He felt heat rising in his body when Yunho sucked on a particular spot on his skin. “Yunho, fuck.”
“So hot,” Yunho breathed, bringing his lips back to Jaejoong’s lips and tightening his grip on the other’s legs that was now wrapped securely around his waist. “I wanna fuck you so bad,” He whispered in Jaejoong’s ear, nibbling on his earlobe.
“Fuck,” Jaejoong’s mind was fogged with the pleasure the other was showering him with. He grabbed Yunho’s head and pulled him up for another deep kiss. His tongue slipped easily inside the other’s mouth and he moaned at the taste. Yunho’s tongue danced with his for a while before pulling his tongue inside his mouth and sucking.
“I want to see you naked,” Yunho said airily, voice so husky and low it sent shivers down Jaejoong’s body.
Jaejoong blushed, biting Yunho’s neck as the other pressed him against the wall harder and pulled his shirt over his head. He wasn’t thinking rationally, he knew that. He was at his parent’s house, Yunho’s parents were there too and he was about to have sex with a person he just met barely an hour ago. Heck, he didn’t even have any one night stands since high school.
His head spun when Yunho moved them, his arms supporting Jaejoong’s weight. Jaejoong tightened his legs around the others waist before he was dumped on his own old bed.
“Yunho we shouldn’t,” He finally said, breathe coming in gasps.
Yunho smirked, pulling his shirt off and opening the buttons and pulling down the zipper of his pants. “Can you really stop now?” He laughed, dropping on top of Jaejoong and kissing him deeply. Jaejoong groaned, rational thoughts flying out of his head, how could he think when Yunho’s tongue worked magic on his skin?
“The door,” He finally managed to say, fisting Yunho’s hair and kissing him hard. “Lock the door.”
Yunho smirked, jumping off the bed to lock the door. Jaejoong took that time to unzip his pants and push them down. The taller man, however, was back before he could finish and deliberately pulled the other’s jeans over his pale legs.
“Beautiful,” He breathed, trailing wet kisses from Jaejoong’s knee to his navel.
Jaejoong stared down at the man still in his pants. He was panting, feeling hot and he was so fucking hard it hurt. A low moan escaped his lips when the other’s hand closed around his cock. “Yunho, shit.”
Yunho chuckled, moving his hand leisurely over the other’s length. He breathed on his cock before going up and planting open mouthed kisses from his navel to his chest. He slowly pumped Jaejoong with his hand while his mouth and tongue roamed over his chest.
“Haaah,” Jaejoong groaned, arching up and trying to find more friction.
“Shhh,” Yunho chuckled, kissing and licking Jaejoong’s neck. “Do you want everyone to hear you?” He said, finally kissing Jaejoong’s lips softly.
Jaejoong shook his head, closing his eyes and biting his lip.
“Lube?” Yunho asked, lips moving over his cheek, down to his chin and then neck. His mouth trailed further down, tongue darting to lick at an erect nipple before taking it in his mouth and sucking. The other squirmed; panting and trying to gain control over his moans.
“Lotion,” He whispered, fist clasping Yunho’s hair and pushing his head against his body. “No lube,”
“Bring it for me? I’m a little busy here.”
Jaejoong had the energy to actually roll his eyes, before pushing his body away from Yunho’s and crawling to get the lotion from the bedside table. He knew it was old, almost one year old, but he never heard of lotion expiring. He frankly didn’t give a fuck. Just when his hand caught the bottle, he felt Yunho’s hand grabbing his hips, his now fully naked body pressed against his.
“Yunho,” Jaejoong mewl, dropping his head on his arm as the other thrust against him, his cock going between his legs and slamming his balls. “Just… God,” He raised his ass in the air, not caring how slutty he was, because really, he was naked, on his hands and knees and a naked man, he reminded himself again, he just met was humping his bare behind. Was there anything more to be ashamed of?
“You look so hot,” Yunho pressed his chest against his back, whispering in his ears. “I want to hear you scream my name,” He thrust gain, moaning at the feeling of the other’s heated skin. “But since you can’t really scream given the situation,” Yunho snatched the lotion from Jaejoong’s hand and didn’t waste his time in smearing a generous amount on his fingers. “Your low moans would do for now,” He finished, teasing Jaejoong’s opening with the tip of his finger.
“Please,” Jaejoong bit his lip, feeling himself growing harder at the other’s words. He was so embarrassed how the man made him feel, although they didn’t know each other. But something in the other’s voice sent strange sensations all over his body. His low husky voice whispering dirty things in his ears was enough to flare his desire and make him crave for more.
“Fuck,” Yunho cursed when his finger slipped past the tight ring of muscles, the other’s sudden moan urging him to pull it before slamming it back in. “So sexy,” He breathed, panting as his cock hung heavy between his legs.
Jaejoong arched his back, pushing his ass against Yunho’s hand. He whined when Yunho pulled his finger and gasped when the other flipped him on his back, the finger was back in him seconds after.
“Aaaah, more,”
Yunho didn’t disappoint, he withdrew his finger, adding more lotion before pressing it back in and pumping it in and out of Jaejoong’s body. He added another finger when he deemed Jaejoong ready to receive more, the other’s low moans making it difficult to continue prepping him instead of just slamming his cock in his tight heat.
“More, more,” Jaejoong thought Yoochun would be proud of him if he saw him right now. He cursed himself right after for thinking of his friend while someone’s fingers were probing his ass.
“Shit,” Yunho growled, fucking Jaejoong’s hole and earning a muffled moan from Jaejoong’s lips. He looked up and found the other biting his arm, eyes tightly shut. His eyes crossed at the erotic sight, his body acting on itself as he pulled the other’s arm away and kissed him deeply, swallowing any moans he couldn’t contain.
“Yunho,” He called, pulling up to throw his head back with a mute scream as another finger pushed inside of him. “Yunho, Yunho,” He chanted, hands clapping over the other’s strong arm.
“Yes, call my name,” Yunho said, licking his neck and sharing an open mouth kiss with him.
“Please, just,” He pushed his hips down, forcing Yunho’s fingers to go deeper. He wrapped his arms around Yunho’s shoulder and bit hard when his prostate was suddenly hit, a violent shudder rocking his body. His cock pressed against the other’s stomach, pre-cum smearing over his tight strong abs. “Fuck me,” He gasped in Yunho’s ear, nibbling on his earlobe. “Please fuck me,” His voice was low and husky.
A growl left Yunho’s lips. He pulled Jaejoong’s arms from his body and rested his weight on his knees. He covered his cock with the lotion before lining it with Jaejoong’s puckered entrance. He took a deep breath before slowly pushing in, past the tight ring of muscles. Yunho closed one eye, the tight heat engulfing him. Trying to control himself, he pulled out and pushed back in again slowly, very slowly. He repeated the action again and again, stretching Jaejoong’s entrance slowly so he wouldn’t hurt him. It was difficult. Jaejoong was so tight and his low muffled moans weren’t helping either. Yunho moaned low in his throat when he was finally in. He dropped his hands on both sides of Jaejoong’s head, thrusting once, experimentally. Jaejoong whined, pushing back.
Yunho hooked one arm under Jaejoong’s knee, pulling it up and wrapping it around his hip. He rocked in and out, building his pace. Jaejoong arched his back, precipitation coving his body.
“Yunho, move, haaaah,” He pulled himself up, resting his weight on his elbows. “Faster,” He said, chest moving up and down in rapid speed. He felt full, Yunho’s cock stretching him and making him grow even harder and closer to his release. He wrapped his hand around his erection and pumped it slowly.
“Jaejoong,” Yunho breathed, diving down to claim Jaejoong’s lips in yet another kiss. His thrusts grew faster, harder. The other tightened around him more, pulling him deeper. He pulled out almost all the way before slamming back in again in a particularly hard thrust.
“Fuck, Yunho, Shit,” Jaejoong cried out, pulling away from the kiss to throw his head back with a moan. Yunho held his waist as he continued to ram into him with short yet strong thrusts. Jaejoong wanted to scream, but he couldn’t. “I can’t,” He panted, biting on his lip hard as Yunho’s hips picked-up its pace.
“Com’er,” Yunho said, biting his lip as well to contain his moans. He pulled Jaejoong up until he was sitting in his lap, the other’s arms going around his shoulder instantly.
“JAEJOONG? YUNHO? WHAT’S TAKING YOU SO LONG?”
They both froze, panic shot through Jaejoong’s body. “Shhh,” He told Yunho, before clearing his throat. “COMING IN A MINUTE,” He shouted back, staring at Yunho’s eyes and waiting for his mother’s answer. Yunho bucked up once, causing Jaejoong to close his eyes and tighten his grip on his shoulder.
“OKAY, JUST HURRY UP, DESSERT IS HERE,”
They waited for a few seconds before they let out the breaths they were holding. “That was close.” Jaejoong said, resting his head on Yunho’s shoulder.
Yunho laughed, slamming into Jaejoong again, forcing the other to whimper lowly. “You were saying?” He lapped at the other’s ears, picking from where he left and fucking Jaejoong hard.
“Yes, god,” Jaejoong whined, pushing down and meeting Yunho’s hips. It was seconds later when he barely contained a scream when Yunho’s cock hit his prostate. “There,” He whined, sagging against the other as he rammed into him harder, aiming for the same spot. Jaejoong closed his eyes shut, clinging to Yunho’s body.
“Damn Jae, you’re so fucking tight,” Yunho shuddered as the other clapped tightly around him. He felt himself getting closer to his release, his stomach coiling and twisting. Jaejoong moved his hips, the sounds he produced so hot it made him want to hear it louder.
“Oh god,” Jaejoong cried out loud, he lowered his head until his cheek was pressed against Yunho’s arm. The strength of Yunho’s thrusts made it hard for him to keep his teeth digging over his lip. He finally ended up biting Yunho’s arm hard, his hand stroking his cock earnestly as his prostate was mercilessly hit. A strong wave of pleasure swiped over him, throwing him over the edge and he came between their pressed bodies, his teeth biting harder on Yunho’s arm as his body convulsed with the intensity of his orgasm.
“Holy…” Yunho cursed, pushing Jaejoong on his back and pounding inside of him. A couple more thrusts were enough to finish him too. His body stilled, mouth opening in a silent scream as he emptied himself in the other’s wasted body.
He rested his hands on both sides of Jaejoong’s head, breath hard and labored as they both took their time coming down from their high. Jaejoong closed his hands over his face a couple of minutes later, whining and turning on his front, forcing Yunho to slip from him.
“Oh God, What have we done,” He said, whining childishly.
“We fucked,” Yunho said laughing, planting a kiss on the back of Jaejoong’s neck, sending shivers down the other’s body.
Jaejoong suddenly turned, face sweaty and flushed. “I don’t usually do that,” He explained, cheeks going even redder. “I really don’t,”
“It’s ok,” Yunho chuckled, lying on top of Jaejoong and kissing him softly on the lips. “The heat of the moment,” He continued.
“The heat of the moment?” Jaejoong scoffed. “You attacked me.”
“And you,” Yunho teased, moving his hand over their messy stomachs. “Asked me to fuck you. You even came on me.”
Jaejoong’s eyes widened, cheeks going impossibly redder. He covered his face with his hands again. “Just… Just let’s change. Oh god please don’t make anyone come check on us.”
Yunho chuckled, pulling up and stretching his limbs. Jaejoong stared at his body, tanned skin and tight muscles; he wanted to touch him again.
“We can’t go on round two,” Yunho smirked, catching the other checking him out again.
“I’m not thinking of another round.” Jaejoong defended himself, hopping off the bed and pushing Yunho aside. “I’ll clean up first. You just…” He blushed at the sight of the other’s naked body, his cock hanging between his legs and the memories of what it felt like inside of him just a couple of minutes ago making his face heat up harder. “Just wear your clothes and clean up after me.”
He gathered his scattered clothes, dashed towards the bathroom and slammed the door shut. He heard Yunho’s laugh and it made him covered his face with a whine.
“What the fuck have I done?”
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When Jaejoong and Yunho climbed down all fresh and clean but with red faces, Yunho’s parents were preparing to leave. Junsu gave them a once over before smirking, winking at Yunho and patting Jaejoong’s shoulder. JaeHee, however, gasped at him and pulled him away from Yunho and into the kitchen.
“Did you just do what I think you did?” His sister hissed, holding his arm.
“I…” He stuttered. “I don’t know?”
“Oh my God,” She clasped her hand over her mouth. “You and Yunho?” She slapped her forehead. “While everyone is here? Are you serious?”
“I don’t know what happened okay?” Jaejoong whispered, pulling his sister aside as if someone might hear them. “It just… happened.”
“Just don’t let mom know. And if she asked why you’re so red let me answer okay?” She huffed, shaking her head and taking a deep breath. “Let’s go out.”
“Aw Yunho, you look stunning in anything as I predicted.” Jaejoong mother praised, staring dreamily at Yunho.
“Thank you Mrs. Kim, I can see where Jaejoong and JaeHee got their beauty from,” He flirted back, flashing a charming smile at Mrs. Kim.
“Oh stop it,” She laughed, covering her mouth. “Oh Jaejoong, come here honey,” She beckoned for him to come closer. “Wrap some cake for Yunho, will you? You two took awfully long time cleaning up.”
Jaejoong cleared his throat. “We took turns washing, that’s why,” He trailed with an awkward smile. He rushed to the kitchen to prepare the cake for Yunho and when he came out, the other was already gone.
“Where is Yunho?” He asked his mother.
“Oh, he’s waiting for you in his car.”
Jaejoong mentally whined before wearing a jacket and going out to Yunho’s car. The other opened the door for him and he climbed in after seconds of hesitation.
“Here’s your cake,”
Yunho took the plate from his hand and yanked him closer, closing the space between them to claim his lips. Jaejoong sighed and kissed him back.
“Call me,” Yunho said in a low voice, slipping a paper in Jaejoong’s pocket.
“Oh,” Jaejoong blushed, straightening up. “Okay, mmm,” He fidgeted with his fingers. “See you later?”
Yunho smiled that charming smile. “Hope so,”
It was Jaejoong’s turn to smile and bite his lip. He turned to Yunho, climbed over the gear to kiss him. “See ya,”
Jaejoong walked back home with a smile. He giggled as he stared at Yunho’s number. He tried to find his phone but it wasn’t in ant of his pockets. He figured he must have left it in his room.
When he got hold of his phone, Jaejoong face-palmed at the messages his friends sent him.
The Chun: Fuck him fuck him fuck him
Changmin: I second this
The Chun: Where are you? Fucking him? 8D
The Chun: WHY AREN’T YOU ANSWERING?
Changmin: I think he’s really fucking him O_o
The Chun: O_O
The Chun: JAEJOONG
The Chun: TAKE THE BULL
The Chun: RIDE THE WINDS
Changmin: Oh god
The Chun: HOLY SHIT, YOU ARE FUCKING RIGHT? OMG
The Chun: HAHAH, OMG OMG
Changmin: Yoochun stop
The Chun: Do you really think he’s doing it?
The Chun: I mean, it’s weird, his parents are there
Changmin: He’s probably cooking -_-“
The Chun: cleaning dishes too -_-“
Changmin: mopping the floor OTL
The Chun: That’s just pathetic :/
Changmin: and he “values” dating >_>
Changmin: Let’s just go dance -_-“
The Chun: good idea orz
The Chun: Have fun cleaning the kitchen XDDDD
Jaejoong pouted, feeling offended. He quickly worked his fingers over the keyboard, smirking as he pressed the send button.
Jae: Just so you know
Jae: he fucks like a jackhammer and I came all over his strong sexy abs 8D
Jae: And I’m not giving you bitches any details
Jae: /flicks hair
After a minute, his phone vibrated and Jaejoong giggled before even reading their texts.
The Chun: O_____________O JAEJOONG
The Chun: COME HERE YOU BITCH
Changmin: O_o
Jae: 8D
The Chun: ARE YOU SERIOUS?
Jae: NOT TELLING
The Chun: JAEJOONG YOU BITCH D8<
Jae: _|_
Changmin: that was in your ass -_-“
The Chun: ;___; I’m sorry /grabby hands. Come tell me D:
Jae: _)_
The Chun: wow, it’s bent .___.”
Changmin: ………
Jaejoong laughed evilly as his phone beeped before turning off itself.
“Battery died bitches.” He smirked, moving to the kitchen to help clean the dishes.
END
AN:
I KNOW I AM LATE, BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNE <33333333 AND HAPPY YUNJAE ANNIVERSARY :DD
AND OMG I FINALLY WROTE SMUT 8DDDDD SMUT WRITING BLOCK IS OVER \O/
It’s been like, how long? Almost 8 months? OTL
I hope it’s still good enough for you ♥ and hope you enjoyed :’D
Oh, and there will be a sequel to this ^^
→ YunJae
→ One Shot
→ NC17
→ Humor | Romance | Smut
→ Jaejoong meets his sister's in laws.
→ Beta -> yukimiya87
- For little_passions. Happy belated birthday baby girl ♥
- Also, for #Yunjae5thanni. Happy 5th Anniversary YunJae ♥ :')
Meet the in laws
“Ayyyyyyy Changmin,” Jaejoong screamed in the phone once his friend picked up the call, laughing as the other grumbled upon hearing his voice. He tried to keep his eyes focused on the road as he drove.
“Why are you so cheerful you freak?”
“Would it hurt you to talk to me nicely for once?” Jaejoong rolled his eyes, knowing fairly well that his friend rolled his eyes as well.
“Why should I? I’m your friend not your therapist.” Changmin replied, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
Jaejoong pouted. “You’re mean,”
“You just found out? Seriously!”
Jaejoong shook his head and laughed. “Anyways, did I tell you? My ex called me today.”
“What? Seriously? Would he ever give up?”
Jaejoong reply as he shrugged and took the next turn. “We had a relationship for so long in the past you know,”
“Yeah, three years ago. That’s just pathetic.”
“He even called me baby,” Jaejoong shuddered.
Changmin sighed, “And your answer was?”
“I told him to call me Jaejoong, and he was all sad and like, oh yeah sorry. God I hate it when he does that.”
Changmin snorted.
“I need new people in my life.” Jaejoong commented, conversationally.
“Correction, you need new people in your love life.” Changmin replied, exasperation almost audible. “When was the last time you dated someone?”
Jaejoong narrowed his eyes, trying to think before shrugging again. “Dating is a serious business. I value love okay?” He quickly reasoned.
“Dear God, you are an idiot. You know what? I’ll leave this dating thing to Yoochun, you two girls talk it out together.”
“I will tell Chun you called him a girl.”
“By all means, do tell. He’ll bend for me and ask me to fuck him and even call me oppa.”
“I will tell him you said that too,” Jaejoong stifled a laugh as Changmin growled from the other end of the line.
“Whatever, god, you’re such a fucking girl. Change the subject, how was your interview?”
“I’ll ignore everything you said because I love you. And oh my God I passed the interview and I have a final interview on Monday.”
“Wow, congrats man, finally.”
“I know right? I’ve already became an expert in interviews.”
“You can even write a book.”
“And it’ll sell internationally.”
“Okay, stop it.”
Jaejoong pouted, creasing his eyebrows when he heard a car horn through the phone. “Are you out?” He asked, finally pulling over in front of his parent’s house.
“Yeah, going with Yoochun to a party.”
“Take me with yooooou,” He whined, unbuckling his seatbelt. “I have to meet my sister’s future in laws. This dinner is gonna be another disaster.”
“I’m shivering. Your mom is scary.”
“Gosh you didn’t meet JaeHee’s mother in law. Last time, my mom and here were practically tearing each other apart, and the scary thing was that both had wide smiles on their faces.”
Changmin suddenly laughed. “I can’t wait for the day you bring your boyfriend home,”
“This, my friend, will never happen,”
‘Hi babe’ Jaejoong heard Yoochun’s voice. ‘Who are you talking to? Is that Jaejoong?’
“Jaejoong ayyyyyyyyyyy,”
Jaejoong laughed. “Ayyyyyyy bro,”
‘Fucking girls’
“Shut up Changmin,” Yoochun shouted, the sound of his hand meeting Changmin’s body so loud it reached Jaejoong’s ears. “Good luck with your dinner. Tell aunt I said hi,”
“Okay, gotta go. Keep your phones close if I texted you.”
“We will. Jesus Min stop it,” Yoochun giggled.
“What is he doing?”
“Believe me,” Yoochun giggled again. “You don’t wanna know… gosh Minnie.”
A shiver ran down Jaejoong spine. “Bye bye.” He hung up before even waiting for his friend to reply. Why did he have such weird friends in the first place?
He knocked the door and his sister opened it for him, hugging him tight and whispering in his ear “Please come help me, it’s crazy in there.”
If anyone looked at his mother and his sister’s mother in law from afar, they’d think they were best friends. They were smiling brightly at each other, too bright even for his mother. He walked closer and winced at the insults they threw at each other while laughing as if they were joking.
“I just want this dinner to end so quickly,” Jaejoong’s sister whispered in his ear, dragging him to the kitchen after he greeted his mother and the guests.
“It’s like they’re children.” He shivered, taking the bowl of salad from his sister.
“I just can’t take it anymore. And god, where is Yunho? He was supposed to be here thirty minutes ago. And by the way, you’re late.” She poked his shoulder with her finger.
“JaeHee, baby, calm down.” Jaejoong soothed her arms before hugging her, nervousness making breathing difficult for her.
“I just want this to be over. Mom is acting like a freaking child out there and oh god, if not for Junsu, I don’t know what to do.”
“It’s ok,” He kept patting her back and caressing her hair. “Once dinner is served, everything will be better.”
“I fucking hope so.”
He laughed. “Careful sis, your in-laws are still out there.”
“I know, I know,” She pulled back and took a deep breath. “How do I look?” She fixed her dress, staring at Jaejoong with a frown.
Smiling softly at her, Jaejoong took her hands and squeezed them. “You look beautiful. Now smile.”
His words worked like magic and her face broke into a smile. “Thanks Jae, I’m so glad you made it today.”
“I would never miss this dinner. We always stick together right?”
She laughed and hit his shoulder not too femininely. “Yeah,”
The doorbell suddenly rang and Jaejoong offered to get it. He practically ran so he wouldn’t keep whoever the newcomer waiting. Just when the door opened, everything in the world froze.
Dear God of all sexy things
“Hello,” The man standing on the door greeted, flashing a smile that made Jaejoong’s heart stop beating for a second. “Is this the Kims house?”
Jaejoong blinked, mentally slapping himself for being so rude. “Yes, yes. You must be mmmm,” He narrowed his eyes, trying to remember.
“Yunho, Junsu’s brother.” Yunho replied, smile stretching over his face.
Dear lord. “Right,” Jaejoong blushed. “Oh where are my manners, please come in.” He opened the door wider, allowing Yunho to walk in.
“Thank you, what’s your name?”
“Jaejoong,” He replied, closing the door and smiling awkwardly. “JaeHee’s brother.”
“Nice to finally meet you. JaeHee talks about you a lot.” Yunho smiled again, extending his hand for a handshake that Jaejoong more than willingly shook.
“Dinner is about to be served, why don’t you give me your coat?”
“Thank you Jaejoong-shi,” He smiled and Jaejoong wondered how someone’s smile could be so sexy.
“Please, we’ll be family, so no need for formalities. Call me Jaejoong.”
Yunho chuckled. “Then call me Yunho.”
My pleasure. “Sure.”
Jaejoong got the other’s coat and with the corner of his eyes took his time checking the man out. He was tall, so fucking tall. His fingers were long and the veins stretching across the back of his hands were absolutely beautiful. His face though, oh my, his face. It was small just like his eyes, yet he looked so manly Jaejoong wanted to ravish him.
“Jaejoong?”
“Eh?” Jaejoong blinked, blushing when he noticed the other smiling down at him, obviously knowing he was blatantly checking him out.
“I think you spaced out just now.”
“Oh,” He awkwardly laughed. “I was thinking of something,”
“Yunho? About time,” JaeHee came rushing towards them, hugging Yunho lightly before pulling him to the dining room. “We’re about to start dinner. Come on Jae.”
Jaejoong nodded, taking his phone immediately out of his pocket to send a BBM text to Changmin and Yoochun in their group.
Jae:Guys guys omg guys
Jae: The brother in law ifhrieohgioer;oghoierho;gier
Jae: Omg omg omg
Jae: He’s fucking hot
Jae: No omfg he’s a sex god. So handsome and omg Yoochun, his fingers ifgheroihgioerh;oghioerhg;er
He stuffed his phone in his pocket, took a deep breath and went to the dining room. He took his seat next to his sister, Yunho sitting across him. Jaejoong didn’t know how the hell he could eat with that handsome guy sitting in front of him. His phone vibrated in his pocket.
Changmin: Hit on him
The Chun: NO JUMP HIM
Jaejoong tried his hardest to remain composed as everyone started eating.
Jae: We’re eating dinner
The Chun: Pin him on the table and eat food off of him 8D
Jaejoong pressed his lips in a thin line, bringing his phone to his lap and typing fast.
Jae: omg everyone is here D:
The Chun: Kinky ;D
“Jaejoong! Put your phone aside. No phones on dinner,” Jaejoong’s mother scolded him softly, laughing elegantly after. “Boys, they remain kids even after they grow up.”
Yunho chuckled and Jaejoong felt his face burning from embarrassment. Did his mother really have to say those words in front of everyone? Really?
He stuffed his phone in his pocket, biting his lip every time it vibrated. Changmin and Yoochun were probably spamming the group with god-knows-what, because the vibration never stopped and he couldn’t even check what they were saying.
He looked up and blushed when his eyes locked with Yunho’s. God his eyes were sexy.
“Yunho, you haven’t said anything since you came,” Jaejoong’s mother spoke again.
“Sorry for being rude,” Yunho said, lowering his head and laughing lowly.
“That’s not rude at all,” Jaejoong’s father said. “What do you do?”
“I’m a manager at a service company.”
“Wow!” Jaejoong’s mother exclaimed. “Fancy.”
“All my boys have prestigious jobs. What about you Jaejoong? What do you do?” Junsu’s mother asked, chuckling in a manner Jaejoong could only describe as evil.
“I just graduated from university and looking for a job.” He answered.
“He graduated with honor,” His mother exclaimed. “My children are so smart.”
“Of course they are,” Junsu’s mom replied.
It was absolutely weird. Every time one of the two mothers opened their mouth, the atmosphere would turn cold and stiff. Jaejoong cleared his throat a couple of times, squeezing his sister’s hand under the table. By the time dinner was over, JaeHee was close to having a heart attack.
“Go with them,” Jaejoong held his sister’s hand when she was about to clean the table. “I’ll do it.”
“Thank you. I must go save the day.”
Junsu came from behind her and held her close, resting his chin on her shoulder. “Calm down, love.” He turned her around and kissed her forehead. “We can make it through the night.”
“God I hope so.” She whispered, taking comfort in his arms.
“Junsu, take your fiancée and go with the elders. Jaejoong and I will clean the table.”
“Yeah, yeah. We’ll do the cleaning; you go stop whatever war from happening.” Jaejoong agreed, thinking about his sister first and then about the reality that he would be with Yunho alone. Maybe he should really hit on him. How many times would you meet a hot successful guy like Yunho? Then again, was he even gay to begin with?
“That dinner was awkward.” Yunho commented with a chuckle.
“Tell me about it.” Jaejoong sighed, gathering the dishes and walking towards the kitchen, Yunho trailing behind him.
“You’re looking for a job?” Yunho asked.
“Yeah, I’ve been doing interviews for the past couple of months and nothing so far.”
“Maybe I can help,” Yunho offered, resting his hands on the table. “I have connections.”
“No, no!” Jaejoong shook his head, walking back to get the rest of the dishes. “I want to get this job with my own abilities. No connections.”
“There’s a job you want to get?”
“Yeah, I have a final interview on Monday. Hope I’ll do well.”
Yunho smiled, walking with Jaejoong back to drop the rest of the dishes. “You’ll do well. Just be yourself and show them that you know what you’re doing. And no matter what, don’t answer randomly just for the sake of answering.” Yunho instructed.
“Yeah I know,” Jaejoong dumped the empty dishes in the sink. “Believe me, I became an expert in this.”
The taller man laughed again, leaning his back against the kitchen’s door. “You’re gonna clean this now?” Yunho asked, pointing at the dishes Jaejoong kept dumping in the sink.
“No, just trying to reduce the mess in here,” Jaejoong moved with much familiarity in the kitchen, taking glasses from the cabinet and filling them with fresh juice. Glancing at Yunho and noticing the latter staring at him, Jaejoong cleared his throat before asking, “Do you think it’s safe to go out now?”
“I guess,” He shrugged.
Jaejoong sighed, placed the glasses in a tray and walked out with Yunho right behind him. “Oh,” He examined before abruptly turning and slamming the tray against Yunho, the glasses of juice falling and spilling all over his and Yunho’s clothes.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry,” Jaejoong shouted, putting the tray on the floor and staring at the mess he just made.
“It’s ok. It’s not a big deal.” Yunho laughed, shaking the juice out of his hands. His shirt was ruined, orange, strawberry and mango smells reeking off of him. “I need a shirt.”
“Jaejoong? Yunho?” Jaejoong’s mother came rushing after hearing Jaejoong’s scream. “What happened?”
“I…” Jaejoong blushed, biting his lip. “I accidently bumped into Yunho and…”
“Ah Yunho,” She trailed, patting Yunho’s arm. “Jaejoong, why don’t you take him to your room and give him a change of clothes, hm? You still have some of your old clothes here.” She turned to Yunho and smiled warmly. “His size is a bit smaller, but I’m sure you’ll look great in anything.”
“Come with me,” Jaejoong’s blush deepened when they walked past the others and had to explain everything that had happened again.
“I’m so embarrassed,” He mumbled, climbing the stairs two at a time.
“It’s ok Jaejoong. It’s not a big deal.”
“It is to me,” He exclaimed, pushing his room’s door open and dashing towards his old closet. “If I wasn’t so clumsy, this wouldn’t have happened.”
Yunho continued to laugh, amused by the other’s bewilderment.
“Ok, this shirt will do,” Jaejoong said, giving Yunho the shirt. “The bathroom is there, take your time cleaning up. I’ll change after you finish.”
Yunho took the shirt and stared at it and then stared back at Jaejoong, not uttering a word.
“What?” Jaejoong asked. “If you don’t like it, I can look for another one.”
Yunho kept calmly staring at him, making the other shift in discomfort. “Is there something wrong?” Jaejoong asked again, troublesome evident in his voice. Yunho however, just chuckled, making the other frown in annoyance.
“Look!”
Jaejoong wasn’t given the time to complete what he had in mind, Yunho’s hand closed around his wrist, slamming Jaejoong against the door and pressing his body against him almost as soon as the door shut.
“Yunho!” Jaejoong gasped.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” Yunho asked in a dangerously low voice, his breath ghosting over Jaejoong’s face.
“What? Yunho I…” He tried to push Yunho away. The other however took the opportunity to seize both of his hands and slam them above his head.
“Do you…” He brought his lips closer to Jaejoong’s parted lips. “Have a boyfriend? Answer the question Jaejoong.” He asked again, his voice going an octave lower.
Jaejoong’s heart started hammering in his chest, senses going on alert. He swallowed and stared at Yunho’s hooded eyes. “No,” He whispered.
“Good,” Was Yunho’s answer before his lips were crashing over Jaejoong’s, taking no time to study the other’s reaction and nudging the other’s lips to insert his tongue in. Jaejoong whined, unconsciously kissing the other back, his head going light as the other’s tongue roamed his mouth. He didn’t even have the time to question what was going on, what had gotten into Yunho and what the hell he was doing, before his hands were free and wrapped around the other’s neck.
“Yunho, God,” He breathed, barely breaking the kiss before Yunho took him in another harsh kiss.
Yunho moaned, biting Jaejoong’s lower lip and pulling slightly, claiming the other’s mouth after in another feverish kiss. He hooked his arms under Jaejoong’s knees and hauled him up, moving away from the door and slamming him against the wall so he wouldn’t make as much noise. The action made Jaejoong wince, but he again wasn’t given the chance to know what was happening as Yunho attacked his neck, licking, biting, sucking.
“I wanted to take you the moment my eyes fell on you,” Yunho whispered in between kisses, his voice hedged with the intensity of his breathing.
“Shit,“ Jaejoong cursed, breathe raging from the other’s words. He felt heat rising in his body when Yunho sucked on a particular spot on his skin. “Yunho, fuck.”
“So hot,” Yunho breathed, bringing his lips back to Jaejoong’s lips and tightening his grip on the other’s legs that was now wrapped securely around his waist. “I wanna fuck you so bad,” He whispered in Jaejoong’s ear, nibbling on his earlobe.
“Fuck,” Jaejoong’s mind was fogged with the pleasure the other was showering him with. He grabbed Yunho’s head and pulled him up for another deep kiss. His tongue slipped easily inside the other’s mouth and he moaned at the taste. Yunho’s tongue danced with his for a while before pulling his tongue inside his mouth and sucking.
“I want to see you naked,” Yunho said airily, voice so husky and low it sent shivers down Jaejoong’s body.
Jaejoong blushed, biting Yunho’s neck as the other pressed him against the wall harder and pulled his shirt over his head. He wasn’t thinking rationally, he knew that. He was at his parent’s house, Yunho’s parents were there too and he was about to have sex with a person he just met barely an hour ago. Heck, he didn’t even have any one night stands since high school.
His head spun when Yunho moved them, his arms supporting Jaejoong’s weight. Jaejoong tightened his legs around the others waist before he was dumped on his own old bed.
“Yunho we shouldn’t,” He finally said, breathe coming in gasps.
Yunho smirked, pulling his shirt off and opening the buttons and pulling down the zipper of his pants. “Can you really stop now?” He laughed, dropping on top of Jaejoong and kissing him deeply. Jaejoong groaned, rational thoughts flying out of his head, how could he think when Yunho’s tongue worked magic on his skin?
“The door,” He finally managed to say, fisting Yunho’s hair and kissing him hard. “Lock the door.”
Yunho smirked, jumping off the bed to lock the door. Jaejoong took that time to unzip his pants and push them down. The taller man, however, was back before he could finish and deliberately pulled the other’s jeans over his pale legs.
“Beautiful,” He breathed, trailing wet kisses from Jaejoong’s knee to his navel.
Jaejoong stared down at the man still in his pants. He was panting, feeling hot and he was so fucking hard it hurt. A low moan escaped his lips when the other’s hand closed around his cock. “Yunho, shit.”
Yunho chuckled, moving his hand leisurely over the other’s length. He breathed on his cock before going up and planting open mouthed kisses from his navel to his chest. He slowly pumped Jaejoong with his hand while his mouth and tongue roamed over his chest.
“Haaah,” Jaejoong groaned, arching up and trying to find more friction.
“Shhh,” Yunho chuckled, kissing and licking Jaejoong’s neck. “Do you want everyone to hear you?” He said, finally kissing Jaejoong’s lips softly.
Jaejoong shook his head, closing his eyes and biting his lip.
“Lube?” Yunho asked, lips moving over his cheek, down to his chin and then neck. His mouth trailed further down, tongue darting to lick at an erect nipple before taking it in his mouth and sucking. The other squirmed; panting and trying to gain control over his moans.
“Lotion,” He whispered, fist clasping Yunho’s hair and pushing his head against his body. “No lube,”
“Bring it for me? I’m a little busy here.”
Jaejoong had the energy to actually roll his eyes, before pushing his body away from Yunho’s and crawling to get the lotion from the bedside table. He knew it was old, almost one year old, but he never heard of lotion expiring. He frankly didn’t give a fuck. Just when his hand caught the bottle, he felt Yunho’s hand grabbing his hips, his now fully naked body pressed against his.
“Yunho,” Jaejoong mewl, dropping his head on his arm as the other thrust against him, his cock going between his legs and slamming his balls. “Just… God,” He raised his ass in the air, not caring how slutty he was, because really, he was naked, on his hands and knees and a naked man, he reminded himself again, he just met was humping his bare behind. Was there anything more to be ashamed of?
“You look so hot,” Yunho pressed his chest against his back, whispering in his ears. “I want to hear you scream my name,” He thrust gain, moaning at the feeling of the other’s heated skin. “But since you can’t really scream given the situation,” Yunho snatched the lotion from Jaejoong’s hand and didn’t waste his time in smearing a generous amount on his fingers. “Your low moans would do for now,” He finished, teasing Jaejoong’s opening with the tip of his finger.
“Please,” Jaejoong bit his lip, feeling himself growing harder at the other’s words. He was so embarrassed how the man made him feel, although they didn’t know each other. But something in the other’s voice sent strange sensations all over his body. His low husky voice whispering dirty things in his ears was enough to flare his desire and make him crave for more.
“Fuck,” Yunho cursed when his finger slipped past the tight ring of muscles, the other’s sudden moan urging him to pull it before slamming it back in. “So sexy,” He breathed, panting as his cock hung heavy between his legs.
Jaejoong arched his back, pushing his ass against Yunho’s hand. He whined when Yunho pulled his finger and gasped when the other flipped him on his back, the finger was back in him seconds after.
“Aaaah, more,”
Yunho didn’t disappoint, he withdrew his finger, adding more lotion before pressing it back in and pumping it in and out of Jaejoong’s body. He added another finger when he deemed Jaejoong ready to receive more, the other’s low moans making it difficult to continue prepping him instead of just slamming his cock in his tight heat.
“More, more,” Jaejoong thought Yoochun would be proud of him if he saw him right now. He cursed himself right after for thinking of his friend while someone’s fingers were probing his ass.
“Shit,” Yunho growled, fucking Jaejoong’s hole and earning a muffled moan from Jaejoong’s lips. He looked up and found the other biting his arm, eyes tightly shut. His eyes crossed at the erotic sight, his body acting on itself as he pulled the other’s arm away and kissed him deeply, swallowing any moans he couldn’t contain.
“Yunho,” He called, pulling up to throw his head back with a mute scream as another finger pushed inside of him. “Yunho, Yunho,” He chanted, hands clapping over the other’s strong arm.
“Yes, call my name,” Yunho said, licking his neck and sharing an open mouth kiss with him.
“Please, just,” He pushed his hips down, forcing Yunho’s fingers to go deeper. He wrapped his arms around Yunho’s shoulder and bit hard when his prostate was suddenly hit, a violent shudder rocking his body. His cock pressed against the other’s stomach, pre-cum smearing over his tight strong abs. “Fuck me,” He gasped in Yunho’s ear, nibbling on his earlobe. “Please fuck me,” His voice was low and husky.
A growl left Yunho’s lips. He pulled Jaejoong’s arms from his body and rested his weight on his knees. He covered his cock with the lotion before lining it with Jaejoong’s puckered entrance. He took a deep breath before slowly pushing in, past the tight ring of muscles. Yunho closed one eye, the tight heat engulfing him. Trying to control himself, he pulled out and pushed back in again slowly, very slowly. He repeated the action again and again, stretching Jaejoong’s entrance slowly so he wouldn’t hurt him. It was difficult. Jaejoong was so tight and his low muffled moans weren’t helping either. Yunho moaned low in his throat when he was finally in. He dropped his hands on both sides of Jaejoong’s head, thrusting once, experimentally. Jaejoong whined, pushing back.
Yunho hooked one arm under Jaejoong’s knee, pulling it up and wrapping it around his hip. He rocked in and out, building his pace. Jaejoong arched his back, precipitation coving his body.
“Yunho, move, haaaah,” He pulled himself up, resting his weight on his elbows. “Faster,” He said, chest moving up and down in rapid speed. He felt full, Yunho’s cock stretching him and making him grow even harder and closer to his release. He wrapped his hand around his erection and pumped it slowly.
“Jaejoong,” Yunho breathed, diving down to claim Jaejoong’s lips in yet another kiss. His thrusts grew faster, harder. The other tightened around him more, pulling him deeper. He pulled out almost all the way before slamming back in again in a particularly hard thrust.
“Fuck, Yunho, Shit,” Jaejoong cried out, pulling away from the kiss to throw his head back with a moan. Yunho held his waist as he continued to ram into him with short yet strong thrusts. Jaejoong wanted to scream, but he couldn’t. “I can’t,” He panted, biting on his lip hard as Yunho’s hips picked-up its pace.
“Com’er,” Yunho said, biting his lip as well to contain his moans. He pulled Jaejoong up until he was sitting in his lap, the other’s arms going around his shoulder instantly.
“JAEJOONG? YUNHO? WHAT’S TAKING YOU SO LONG?”
They both froze, panic shot through Jaejoong’s body. “Shhh,” He told Yunho, before clearing his throat. “COMING IN A MINUTE,” He shouted back, staring at Yunho’s eyes and waiting for his mother’s answer. Yunho bucked up once, causing Jaejoong to close his eyes and tighten his grip on his shoulder.
“OKAY, JUST HURRY UP, DESSERT IS HERE,”
They waited for a few seconds before they let out the breaths they were holding. “That was close.” Jaejoong said, resting his head on Yunho’s shoulder.
Yunho laughed, slamming into Jaejoong again, forcing the other to whimper lowly. “You were saying?” He lapped at the other’s ears, picking from where he left and fucking Jaejoong hard.
“Yes, god,” Jaejoong whined, pushing down and meeting Yunho’s hips. It was seconds later when he barely contained a scream when Yunho’s cock hit his prostate. “There,” He whined, sagging against the other as he rammed into him harder, aiming for the same spot. Jaejoong closed his eyes shut, clinging to Yunho’s body.
“Damn Jae, you’re so fucking tight,” Yunho shuddered as the other clapped tightly around him. He felt himself getting closer to his release, his stomach coiling and twisting. Jaejoong moved his hips, the sounds he produced so hot it made him want to hear it louder.
“Oh god,” Jaejoong cried out loud, he lowered his head until his cheek was pressed against Yunho’s arm. The strength of Yunho’s thrusts made it hard for him to keep his teeth digging over his lip. He finally ended up biting Yunho’s arm hard, his hand stroking his cock earnestly as his prostate was mercilessly hit. A strong wave of pleasure swiped over him, throwing him over the edge and he came between their pressed bodies, his teeth biting harder on Yunho’s arm as his body convulsed with the intensity of his orgasm.
“Holy…” Yunho cursed, pushing Jaejoong on his back and pounding inside of him. A couple more thrusts were enough to finish him too. His body stilled, mouth opening in a silent scream as he emptied himself in the other’s wasted body.
He rested his hands on both sides of Jaejoong’s head, breath hard and labored as they both took their time coming down from their high. Jaejoong closed his hands over his face a couple of minutes later, whining and turning on his front, forcing Yunho to slip from him.
“Oh God, What have we done,” He said, whining childishly.
“We fucked,” Yunho said laughing, planting a kiss on the back of Jaejoong’s neck, sending shivers down the other’s body.
Jaejoong suddenly turned, face sweaty and flushed. “I don’t usually do that,” He explained, cheeks going even redder. “I really don’t,”
“It’s ok,” Yunho chuckled, lying on top of Jaejoong and kissing him softly on the lips. “The heat of the moment,” He continued.
“The heat of the moment?” Jaejoong scoffed. “You attacked me.”
“And you,” Yunho teased, moving his hand over their messy stomachs. “Asked me to fuck you. You even came on me.”
Jaejoong’s eyes widened, cheeks going impossibly redder. He covered his face with his hands again. “Just… Just let’s change. Oh god please don’t make anyone come check on us.”
Yunho chuckled, pulling up and stretching his limbs. Jaejoong stared at his body, tanned skin and tight muscles; he wanted to touch him again.
“We can’t go on round two,” Yunho smirked, catching the other checking him out again.
“I’m not thinking of another round.” Jaejoong defended himself, hopping off the bed and pushing Yunho aside. “I’ll clean up first. You just…” He blushed at the sight of the other’s naked body, his cock hanging between his legs and the memories of what it felt like inside of him just a couple of minutes ago making his face heat up harder. “Just wear your clothes and clean up after me.”
He gathered his scattered clothes, dashed towards the bathroom and slammed the door shut. He heard Yunho’s laugh and it made him covered his face with a whine.
“What the fuck have I done?”
+++
When Jaejoong and Yunho climbed down all fresh and clean but with red faces, Yunho’s parents were preparing to leave. Junsu gave them a once over before smirking, winking at Yunho and patting Jaejoong’s shoulder. JaeHee, however, gasped at him and pulled him away from Yunho and into the kitchen.
“Did you just do what I think you did?” His sister hissed, holding his arm.
“I…” He stuttered. “I don’t know?”
“Oh my God,” She clasped her hand over her mouth. “You and Yunho?” She slapped her forehead. “While everyone is here? Are you serious?”
“I don’t know what happened okay?” Jaejoong whispered, pulling his sister aside as if someone might hear them. “It just… happened.”
“Just don’t let mom know. And if she asked why you’re so red let me answer okay?” She huffed, shaking her head and taking a deep breath. “Let’s go out.”
“Aw Yunho, you look stunning in anything as I predicted.” Jaejoong mother praised, staring dreamily at Yunho.
“Thank you Mrs. Kim, I can see where Jaejoong and JaeHee got their beauty from,” He flirted back, flashing a charming smile at Mrs. Kim.
“Oh stop it,” She laughed, covering her mouth. “Oh Jaejoong, come here honey,” She beckoned for him to come closer. “Wrap some cake for Yunho, will you? You two took awfully long time cleaning up.”
Jaejoong cleared his throat. “We took turns washing, that’s why,” He trailed with an awkward smile. He rushed to the kitchen to prepare the cake for Yunho and when he came out, the other was already gone.
“Where is Yunho?” He asked his mother.
“Oh, he’s waiting for you in his car.”
Jaejoong mentally whined before wearing a jacket and going out to Yunho’s car. The other opened the door for him and he climbed in after seconds of hesitation.
“Here’s your cake,”
Yunho took the plate from his hand and yanked him closer, closing the space between them to claim his lips. Jaejoong sighed and kissed him back.
“Call me,” Yunho said in a low voice, slipping a paper in Jaejoong’s pocket.
“Oh,” Jaejoong blushed, straightening up. “Okay, mmm,” He fidgeted with his fingers. “See you later?”
Yunho smiled that charming smile. “Hope so,”
It was Jaejoong’s turn to smile and bite his lip. He turned to Yunho, climbed over the gear to kiss him. “See ya,”
Jaejoong walked back home with a smile. He giggled as he stared at Yunho’s number. He tried to find his phone but it wasn’t in ant of his pockets. He figured he must have left it in his room.
When he got hold of his phone, Jaejoong face-palmed at the messages his friends sent him.
The Chun: Fuck him fuck him fuck him
Changmin: I second this
The Chun: Where are you? Fucking him? 8D
The Chun: WHY AREN’T YOU ANSWERING?
Changmin: I think he’s really fucking him O_o
The Chun: O_O
The Chun: JAEJOONG
The Chun: TAKE THE BULL
The Chun: RIDE THE WINDS
Changmin: Oh god
The Chun: HOLY SHIT, YOU ARE FUCKING RIGHT? OMG
The Chun: HAHAH, OMG OMG
Changmin: Yoochun stop
The Chun: Do you really think he’s doing it?
The Chun: I mean, it’s weird, his parents are there
Changmin: He’s probably cooking -_-“
The Chun: cleaning dishes too -_-“
Changmin: mopping the floor OTL
The Chun: That’s just pathetic :/
Changmin: and he “values” dating >_>
Changmin: Let’s just go dance -_-“
The Chun: good idea orz
The Chun: Have fun cleaning the kitchen XDDDD
Jaejoong pouted, feeling offended. He quickly worked his fingers over the keyboard, smirking as he pressed the send button.
Jae: Just so you know
Jae: he fucks like a jackhammer and I came all over his strong sexy abs 8D
Jae: And I’m not giving you bitches any details
Jae: /flicks hair
After a minute, his phone vibrated and Jaejoong giggled before even reading their texts.
The Chun: O_____________O JAEJOONG
The Chun: COME HERE YOU BITCH
Changmin: O_o
Jae: 8D
The Chun: ARE YOU SERIOUS?
Jae: NOT TELLING
The Chun: JAEJOONG YOU BITCH D8<
Jae: _|_
Changmin: that was in your ass -_-“
The Chun: ;___; I’m sorry /grabby hands. Come tell me D:
Jae: _)_
The Chun: wow, it’s bent .___.”
Changmin: ………
Jaejoong laughed evilly as his phone beeped before turning off itself.
“Battery died bitches.” He smirked, moving to the kitchen to help clean the dishes.
END
AN:
I KNOW I AM LATE, BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNE <33333333 AND HAPPY YUNJAE ANNIVERSARY :DD
AND OMG I FINALLY WROTE SMUT 8DDDDD SMUT WRITING BLOCK IS OVER \O/
It’s been like, how long? Almost 8 months? OTL
I hope it’s still good enough for you ♥ and hope you enjoyed :’D
Oh, and there will be a sequel to this ^^