Sweet Surprise :: One Shot
Title: Sweet Surprise
Pairing: MinJae (Changmin/Jaejoong)
Rating: NC-17
Warning: smut, bondage, minor wax play
Length: One-shot
Disclaimer: If these boys were mine, there would be much more wax involved.
Summary: Jaejoong's carefully planned birthday present for Yunho get interupted, causing Jaejoong to question the way he see's one of his fellow members.
Author's Notes: Just a little birthday treat for my dearest forevrseptember
PS... LJ was being a bitch when I posted this... so I am sorry if the format is weird...
forevrseptember “Ouch! Chunnie, not so tight. I have to be able to use my limbs eventually.” Jaejoong complained as his band member pulled at the final knots binding him to the table in the living room of the dorm the five members shared.
“If you would stop squirming it would be a lot easier for me, you know.” Yoochun replied smacking the bound man on the hip. Jaejoong was kneeling on the table, ass in the air. Rope was wrapped around each thigh positioned just above the knee, with the ends secured to two of the table legs leaving him with legs spread wide. Bound together at the elbow, his arms were stretched out on the table in front of him, forcing him to support his weight on his elbows and forearms. Another rope wrapped around the surface of the table, across the bound elbows, rendering his arms immobile.
Yoochun took a step back to admire his handy-work before turning to the supplies that had been prepared in advance. Taking his time, he began adding whipped cream and various fruits and chocolate to several places on Jaejoong’s naked body. He couldn’t help but smile to himself every time the cold whipped cream touched the pale skin of the man on the table, causing a whimper to escape the lead singer’s throat.
“God, Yoochun would you hurry up! Yunho is going to be home and you will be still taking your sweet time!” A swift slap to his right ass cheek made the last part of his sentence come out in a squeal of shock. “If you don’t shut up I am going to gag you Joongie.” Yoochun’s voice sounded playful and joking to the others ears, masking the desire that burned deep inside the man at the sight of his best friend secured to the table.
The idea had been Jaejoong’s, wanting to surprise Yunho for his birthday. They celebrated the day a few weeks ago while they were on tour with all the members and some of the staff. But the lead singer wanted to celebrate in his own way now that they were finally home again. Weeks of planning had gone into the night, figuring out which night he would be able to pull it off, as well as being able to get the rest of the members out of the dorm.
Junsu was spending time with his brother and parents for the weekend, and Changmin was staying at a friend’s for the night with a video game marathon to keep them occupied. Yoochun had agreed to help Jaejoong prepare for the evening, and then planned to head over to the studio to work on the songs he had started writing while the group was on tour. Yunho was currently meeting with their choreographers discussing some alterations to the routine for their new single; but was expected to be home in the near future.
Yoochun put the finishing touches to the desert that covered Jaejoong’s body by creating designs with chocolate drizzle on his skin. Picking up the final items from the tray resting on the couch, he stood behind Jaejoong for several minutes with a puzzled expression. “Joongie, how did you plan on lighting the candles?”
“You will have to light them before you leave, I obviously can’t do it myself,” The elder replied, groaning.
“ I can’t light them before I leave! What if Yunho is late, and the candles burn down too quickly? That could cause some serious damage Jae..” Worry dripped from Yoochun’s words.
“If it comes to that, I can just wiggle my ass enough to blow them out.” Jaejoong giggled at the thought, “don’t worry Chunnie, nothing is going to happen.” He reassured his friend when he was met with silence. “Just do it and I will show you I can do it if that will make you feel better.” Sighing, Yoochun slowly pushed pushed five long birthday candles, one by one, into Jaejoong’s unprepared hole. He had refused to let the other prep him, his excuse being that he would have to work harder at holding them inside if he was prepped.
After the candles were lit, Jaejoong demonstrated for Yoochun how he would be able to wiggle his as in the air enough to blow out the candles. Although it dislodged some of the fruit that was placed on his lower back, the plan worked and satisfied Yoochun. The composer replaced the fallen fruit to its home on the singers back then started with the finishing touches; securing a rubber cock ring at the base of Jaejoong’s already hard length, and placing a strawberry designed gag in his mouth, making sure to secure it tight. A bottle of strawberry flavoured lube was place on the table between the lead singer spread knees.
Yoochun glanced around the room, scanning for anything he may have forgotten. Satisfied with his work, he kissed Jaejoong on the cheek and smirked at the mewling noises muffled by the gag. “Have fun Joongie.” He whispered in his ear before walking out of the room, dimming the lights as he left.
The heat from the burning candles was starting to radiate through the skin on his rear, creating a sheen of sweat to form on his whole body. Yunho better hurry up before all the whipped cream melts and gets spoiled, the singer thought to himself. Attempting to shift his weight on the table proved to be unsuccessful, the ropes binding his limbs were unforgiving.
Time passed by at a snails pace, the uncomfortable position beginning to cause an ache through unmoving joints. Getting lost in thoughts of what the night had in store, Jaejoong was jolted back when a drip of the hot wax landed on the inner part of his thigh, causing the man to cry out. Squirming at the sudden heat on his thigh, he began to panic, were the candles getting that close to his flesh already? He tried to wiggle his ass without dislodging any of the fruit on his back, but that only resulted in more of the melted wax to drip down on the opposite thigh.
Keys rattled in the front hallway, and Jaejoong’s body sagged slightly with relief. Keeping quiet, he did not want to give away the surprise before Yunho walked into the living room.
“Hyung? Are you still home, I just forgot my...” Changmin’s words were cut short as he rounded the corner to the living room and his eyes found the oldest member of their group displayed on the table. Jaejoong’s cry of surprise at hearing the youngest member’s voice brought Changmin’s thoughts back to him. Slowly his legs carried him into the room, eyes never leaving the squirming body on the table. He heard a hiss of pain, muffled by the gag, as another drop of wax splashed against a creamy white thigh.
Without thinking, Changmin reached out, long fingers trailing along each spot of hardening waxed along the elder man’s thighs. The red wax contrasting with the pale, white skin. The touch made Jaejoong jump in surprise, and he began protesting, but the gag muffled his words into nothing more than incoherent noise.
“ You know, Hyung...I always wondered what you and Yunho enjoyed doing behind the closed doors of your room. I just never thought you would be the one who enjoyed pain, I always pegged Yunho as the masochist.” Changmin drawled, licking at a drizzle of chocolate that ran across his left ass cheek, another squeak of surprise reaching his ears at the touch.
Chuckling the younger man blew out the candles and pulled them from Jaejoongs body before continuing to lick at the chocolate trails along his skin. Uncapping the bottle of lube, Changmin coated his fingers, and proceeded to push two forcefully into the clenching heat of the body below him.
Jaejoong’s head was spinning, this was their dongsaeng, their innocent maknae. Every touch of his tongue was creating a fire that scorched through his skin. Long fingers proceeded to push into him, curling and scissoring, pulling moans from deep within his throat. More fingers were added, while the youngest started eating the fruit that scattered the sweat sheen body. Sucking and nibbling at the skin below each piece of fruit, leaving red and purple marks across the pale flesh.
Jaejoong was lost in the pleasure racing through his body, trying to push back on the long fingers filling him, but the ropes binding him to the table were unforgiving. Desperate for friction on his length, he begged for Changmin to touch him, but the gag blocked his words. Jaejoong growled in frustrated when he heard the young man chuckle behind him and then moaned as his fingers pulled out, leaving him empty.
Leaning down, Changmin licked at the clenching hole, the mix of strawberry lube and musky flavour of sex a stark contrast to the sweet fruit on his tongue. He continued to lick around the area, straying to lick up and down the inside of thigh. The limbs shaking beneath his tongue, partially from the strain of the position, but mostly from the arousal coursing through the muscles of the body of the lead singer.
Aware of the time, and knowing Yunho would most likely be on his way home, Changmin pulled his mouth away from the sugar sweetened skin, earning another muffled cry of protest from the man below him. He coated himself in the sweetly flavoured lube while stroking himself into a fully hardened state. The young singer forced himself to stop before he lost the little control he had on his body, he was only going to last minutes one he was buried in the heat of his elder member.
He positioned himself at Jaejoong’s entrance and pushed forward, not stopping until he was buried completely, his body pushed against firm ass cheeks.
Jaejoong wiggled and squirmed at the intrusion. Changmin was much larger than Yunho, and he was not prepared for the feeling of being as stretched as wide as he was. But with no time to adjust to the feeling, Changmin pulled back out and thrust in again with added momentum, cause the table to shift slightly along the hardwood floor. He continued with a fast and forceful pace, hitting the ball of nerves nestled within Jaejoong with every thrust. A continuous moan of pleasure and pain spilled from around the gag in the lead singers mouth, the sound of music to Changmin’s ears.
Changmin could feel his release boiling deep inside him, pushing closer to the edge of his control. Reaching underneath Jaejoong’s body,Changmin pulled at his erection, matching the speed of his thrusts. A few hard pulls at the hard length and Jaejoong’s body shook with the force of a dry orgasm, his body clenching around the man that filled him from behind.
The tight walls closing around his length was more than Changmin could handle, and with a final, hard thrust, he cried out as he coated the hot walls with his release. While he continued to push into his elder members body, he pulled off the cock ring that held Jaejoong’s release at bay. With only a few strokes to the hard length and the lead singer’s release splashed the table below him.
Changmin pulled out, and walked away from the bound singer. He heard the cries and muffled words of protest as he walked in the bathroom down the hall to clean himself up. After he finished he returned, grabbing a knife from the kitchen as he walked by. As he approached, he couldn’t help but smile at the man on the table, pulling frantically at his restraints, trying to free himself. Changmin knelt down beside the table and cut at the ropes, careful not to cut into the pale skin of his band mate.
Once his hands were free, Jaejoong reached behind his head to release the buckle on the gag. He moved his jaw, trying to stretch out the stiffened muscles. Changmin coughed behind him and Jaejoong turned, having forgotten the man was there.
“You might want to have a shower and clean up, Hyung, I don`t think Yunho hyung will want a sticky present.” Changmin smirked as he walked to the TV on the other side of the room to grab the game console controller he originally came home to get. He gave Jaejoong another smirk and a wave and walked out the front door, leaving the eldest of the group sitting on the low table.
The lead singer looked at the clock and immediately rushed about cleaning up the mess on the table before running to the shower to wash up before Yunho got home. His thoughts were scrambled by the events that had just taken place, and over the loss of all his time spent planning the birthday gift for his lover. He would just have to find a way to make it up to him.
The young man stepped into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Just as he was about to enter the stall, he caught the reflection of his back in the mirror. The milky skin was covered in darkening purple bite marks and hickeys. This is going to take some explaining, he thought to himself before stepping into the shower under the hot stream of water.
“Ouch! Chunnie, not so tight. I have to be able to use my limbs eventually.” Jaejoong complained as his band member pulled at the final knots binding him to the table in the living room of the dorm the five members shared.
“If you would stop squirming it would be a lot easier for me, you know.” Yoochun replied smacking the bound man on the hip. Jaejoong was kneeling on the table, ass in the air. Rope was wrapped around each thigh positioned just above the knee, with the ends secured to two of the table legs leaving him with legs spread wide. Bound together at the elbow, his arms were stretched out on the table in front of him, forcing him to support his weight on his elbows and forearms. Another rope wrapped around the surface of the table, across the bound elbows, rendering his arms immobile.
Yoochun took a step back to admire his handy-work before turning to the supplies that had been prepared in advance. Taking his time, he began adding whipped cream and various fruits and chocolate to several places on Jaejoong’s naked body. He couldn’t help but smile to himself every time the cold whipped cream touched the pale skin of the man on the table, causing a whimper to escape the lead singer’s throat.
“God, Yoochun would you hurry up! Yunho is going to be home and you will be still taking your sweet time!” A swift slap to his right ass cheek made the last part of his sentence come out in a squeal of shock. “If you don’t shut up I am going to gag you Joongie.” Yoochun’s voice sounded playful and joking to the others ears, masking the desire that burned deep inside the man at the sight of his best friend secured to the table.
The idea had been Jaejoong’s, wanting to surprise Yunho for his birthday. They celebrated the day a few weeks ago while they were on tour with all the members and some of the staff. But the lead singer wanted to celebrate in his own way now that they were finally home again. Weeks of planning had gone into the night, figuring out which night he would be able to pull it off, as well as being able to get the rest of the members out of the dorm.
Junsu was spending time with his brother and parents for the weekend, and Changmin was staying at a friend’s for the night with a video game marathon to keep them occupied. Yoochun had agreed to help Jaejoong prepare for the evening, and then planned to head over to the studio to work on the songs he had started writing while the group was on tour. Yunho was currently meeting with their choreographers discussing some alterations to the routine for their new single; but was expected to be home in the near future.
Yoochun put the finishing touches to the desert that covered Jaejoong’s body by creating designs with chocolate drizzle on his skin. Picking up the final items from the tray resting on the couch, he stood behind Jaejoong for several minutes with a puzzled expression. “Joongie, how did you plan on lighting the candles?”
“You will have to light them before you leave, I obviously can’t do it myself,” The elder replied, groaning.
“ I can’t light them before I leave! What if Yunho is late, and the candles burn down too quickly? That could cause some serious damage Jae..” Worry dripped from Yoochun’s words.
“If it comes to that, I can just wiggle my ass enough to blow them out.” Jaejoong giggled at the thought, “don’t worry Chunnie, nothing is going to happen.” He reassured his friend when he was met with silence. “Just do it and I will show you I can do it if that will make you feel better.” Sighing, Yoochun slowly pushed pushed five long birthday candles, one by one, into Jaejoong’s unprepared hole. He had refused to let the other prep him, his excuse being that he would have to work harder at holding them inside if he was prepped.
After the candles were lit, Jaejoong demonstrated for Yoochun how he would be able to wiggle his as in the air enough to blow out the candles. Although it dislodged some of the fruit that was placed on his lower back, the plan worked and satisfied Yoochun. The composer replaced the fallen fruit to its home on the singers back then started with the finishing touches; securing a rubber cock ring at the base of Jaejoong’s already hard length, and placing a strawberry designed gag in his mouth, making sure to secure it tight. A bottle of strawberry flavoured lube was place on the table between the lead singer spread knees.
Yoochun glanced around the room, scanning for anything he may have forgotten. Satisfied with his work, he kissed Jaejoong on the cheek and smirked at the mewling noises muffled by the gag. “Have fun Joongie.” He whispered in his ear before walking out of the room, dimming the lights as he left.
The heat from the burning candles was starting to radiate through the skin on his rear, creating a sheen of sweat to form on his whole body. Yunho better hurry up before all the whipped cream melts and gets spoiled, the singer thought to himself. Attempting to shift his weight on the table proved to be unsuccessful, the ropes binding his limbs were unforgiving.
Time passed by at a snails pace, the uncomfortable position beginning to cause an ache through unmoving joints. Getting lost in thoughts of what the night had in store, Jaejoong was jolted back when a drip of the hot wax landed on the inner part of his thigh, causing the man to cry out. Squirming at the sudden heat on his thigh, he began to panic, were the candles getting that close to his flesh already? He tried to wiggle his ass without dislodging any of the fruit on his back, but that only resulted in more of the melted wax to drip down on the opposite thigh.
Keys rattled in the front hallway, and Jaejoong’s body sagged slightly with relief. Keeping quiet, he did not want to give away the surprise before Yunho walked into the living room.
“Hyung? Are you still home, I just forgot my...” Changmin’s words were cut short as he rounded the corner to the living room and his eyes found the oldest member of their group displayed on the table. Jaejoong’s cry of surprise at hearing the youngest member’s voice brought Changmin’s thoughts back to him. Slowly his legs carried him into the room, eyes never leaving the squirming body on the table. He heard a hiss of pain, muffled by the gag, as another drop of wax splashed against a creamy white thigh.
Without thinking, Changmin reached out, long fingers trailing along each spot of hardening waxed along the elder man’s thighs. The red wax contrasting with the pale, white skin. The touch made Jaejoong jump in surprise, and he began protesting, but the gag muffled his words into nothing more than incoherent noise.
“ You know, Hyung...I always wondered what you and Yunho enjoyed doing behind the closed doors of your room. I just never thought you would be the one who enjoyed pain, I always pegged Yunho as the masochist.” Changmin drawled, licking at a drizzle of chocolate that ran across his left ass cheek, another squeak of surprise reaching his ears at the touch.
Chuckling the younger man blew out the candles and pulled them from Jaejoongs body before continuing to lick at the chocolate trails along his skin. Uncapping the bottle of lube, Changmin coated his fingers, and proceeded to push two forcefully into the clenching heat of the body below him.
Jaejoong’s head was spinning, this was their dongsaeng, their innocent maknae. Every touch of his tongue was creating a fire that scorched through his skin. Long fingers proceeded to push into him, curling and scissoring, pulling moans from deep within his throat. More fingers were added, while the youngest started eating the fruit that scattered the sweat sheen body. Sucking and nibbling at the skin below each piece of fruit, leaving red and purple marks across the pale flesh.
Jaejoong was lost in the pleasure racing through his body, trying to push back on the long fingers filling him, but the ropes binding him to the table were unforgiving. Desperate for friction on his length, he begged for Changmin to touch him, but the gag blocked his words. Jaejoong growled in frustrated when he heard the young man chuckle behind him and then moaned as his fingers pulled out, leaving him empty.
Leaning down, Changmin licked at the clenching hole, the mix of strawberry lube and musky flavour of sex a stark contrast to the sweet fruit on his tongue. He continued to lick around the area, straying to lick up and down the inside of thigh. The limbs shaking beneath his tongue, partially from the strain of the position, but mostly from the arousal coursing through the muscles of the body of the lead singer.
Aware of the time, and knowing Yunho would most likely be on his way home, Changmin pulled his mouth away from the sugar sweetened skin, earning another muffled cry of protest from the man below him. He coated himself in the sweetly flavoured lube while stroking himself into a fully hardened state. The young singer forced himself to stop before he lost the little control he had on his body, he was only going to last minutes one he was buried in the heat of his elder member.
He positioned himself at Jaejoong’s entrance and pushed forward, not stopping until he was buried completely, his body pushed against firm ass cheeks.
Jaejoong wiggled and squirmed at the intrusion. Changmin was much larger than Yunho, and he was not prepared for the feeling of being as stretched as wide as he was. But with no time to adjust to the feeling, Changmin pulled back out and thrust in again with added momentum, cause the table to shift slightly along the hardwood floor. He continued with a fast and forceful pace, hitting the ball of nerves nestled within Jaejoong with every thrust. A continuous moan of pleasure and pain spilled from around the gag in the lead singers mouth, the sound of music to Changmin’s ears.
Changmin could feel his release boiling deep inside him, pushing closer to the edge of his control. Reaching underneath Jaejoong’s body,Changmin pulled at his erection, matching the speed of his thrusts. A few hard pulls at the hard length and Jaejoong’s body shook with the force of a dry orgasm, his body clenching around the man that filled him from behind.
The tight walls closing around his length was more than Changmin could handle, and with a final, hard thrust, he cried out as he coated the hot walls with his release. While he continued to push into his elder members body, he pulled off the cock ring that held Jaejoong’s release at bay. With only a few strokes to the hard length and the lead singer’s release splashed the table below him.
Changmin pulled out, and walked away from the bound singer. He heard the cries and muffled words of protest as he walked in the bathroom down the hall to clean himself up. After he finished he returned, grabbing a knife from the kitchen as he walked by. As he approached, he couldn’t help but smile at the man on the table, pulling frantically at his restraints, trying to free himself. Changmin knelt down beside the table and cut at the ropes, careful not to cut into the pale skin of his band mate.
Once his hands were free, Jaejoong reached behind his head to release the buckle on the gag. He moved his jaw, trying to stretch out the stiffened muscles. Changmin coughed behind him and Jaejoong turned, having forgotten the man was there.
“You might want to have a shower and clean up, Hyung, I don`t think Yunho hyung will want a sticky present.” Changmin smirked as he walked to the TV on the other side of the room to grab the game console controller he originally came home to get. He gave Jaejoong another smirk and a wave and walked out the front door, leaving the eldest of the group sitting on the low table.
The lead singer looked at the clock and immediately rushed about cleaning up the mess on the table before running to the shower to wash up before Yunho got home. His thoughts were scrambled by the events that had just taken place, and over the loss of all his time spent planning the birthday gift for his lover. He would just have to find a way to make it up to him.
The young man stepped into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Just as he was about to enter the stall, he caught the reflection of his back in the mirror. The milky skin was covered in darkening purple bite marks and hickeys. This is going to take some explaining, he thought to himself before stepping into the shower under the hot stream of water.
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