Play Time :: One Shot
Title: Play Time
Pairing: Junho/Yoohwan
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own them, otherwise I would not be writing about these fantasies, I would be off enjoying them.
Summary: Junho tags along to a JYJ meeting, hoping to enjoy a little bit of play time.
Warnings: This fic contains dubious consent and a little roughing up.
A/N: This is the first slash I have ever written and the first smut that I have ever finished, so please forgive the noob feeling the whole thing has. Otherwise I hope you enjoy. I would also like to both thank and curse inrukisarms for giving birth to this plot bunny.
“So tell me why you want to come with me again?” Junsu asked his twin brother who sat next to him as he drove through the streets in Yoochun’s neighbourhood.
“We went over this already; I just needed to get out of the house.” Junho replied nonchalantly as he watched out the window at the houses and trees that flew by.
Junsu pulled over to the curb outside Yoochun’s house. He was meeting him and Jaejoong to go over some of the music for their upcoming album. “I still don’t understand why you wanted to come here with me, instead of just going out somewhere else.” Junsu said as he walked up the sidewalk to the front door, hitting the lock button on his keys, the sound of the car beeping echoed through the neighbourhood.
“Because I didn’t want to go out and deal with people, I can still just sit and relax here, but with a change in environment.” Their conversation continued as they walked into Yoochun’s house, not bothering to knock. Taking their shoes off and walking into the living room, Yoochun and Jaejoong were sitting on the floor around the coffee table in the living room, surrounded by papers.
Yoochun looked up at the sound of the twins walking across the floor. “You brought a tag along?”
“Hey Junho,” Jaejoong greeted, barely looking up from the sheets of paper he was looking over in hands. Junho greeted them both casually. He watched as Junsu took a seat between Yoochun and Jaejoong on the floor.
Yoochun looked at Junsu with a look of amusement before he turned his head back to Junho who was still standing in the doorway. “Yoohwan is in his room if you want to go bug him, he hasn’t been out all day.” Junho strained to hide the grin from appearing on his face, he had been hoping Yoohwan would be home. Without another word he turned around and headed left down the hallway where he knew the younger Park’s bedroom was.
Turning the door knob he silently entered the bedroom. The blinds were closed, shutting out the afternoon sun, the only source of light coming from the computer screen on the far side of the room. Closing the door quietly behind him, he watched Yoohwan from across the room. He was sitting in front of his computer, with a set of headphones covering his ears. Moving slightly to the side the view of the computer screen came in to view. Two sweaty, naked bodies flashed across the screen. Junho shifted his eyes to the movement in front of the screen. Yoohwan had his hand between his legs, pumping slowly.
Smirking Junho slowly moved across the room and came to stand behind the younger man. Reaching around he wrapped his hand around Yoohwan’s hardening cock, “Don’t you know you should lock your door when you are playing games?” He breathed into Yoohwan’s ear before licking up the length of his neck.
Yoohwan jumped at the touch “Hyung! What are you...” He was silenced by Junho’s finger at his lips.
“Don’t be so loud, Jaejoong, Junsu and your brother are out there, you don’t them to hear us do you?” He dragged his finger across his bottom lip before letting go of appendage in his other hand and spinning the chair around. Junho’s lips crashed over Yoohwan’s as he pushed him back in the chair. “It’s been a long time since I have gotten to have a little fun,” he said as he pulled away.
Yoohwan’s hands came up to push at Junho’s shoulders, “No, this can’t happen, especially not here!” Despite his efforts Junho only pushed forward more, his face only a breath away.
“Oh come on, I know you want to play, you got so excited last time.” Junho’s lips brushed against Yoohwan’s as he spoke. Yoohwan turned his face away trying to avoid the touch, and pushing harder on the larger man’s shoulders. Strong fingers suddenly gripped Yoohwan’s jaw and forced his face forward again. “Hey, you may not want to play, but I do. You must remember from last time, that I always get what I want, right?” His lips came crashing down in a bruising kiss, Yoohwan’s back arched at the awkward angle and a small whimper escaped his throat. His hands moved to the strong hand still holding his jaw, trying to loosen the powerful grip. Junho simply grabbed the thin wrist with his free hand, and when Yoohwan’s other hand moved to free his wrist the hand entrapped it in its grip with the other, leaving him feeling helpless.
Yoohwan continued to struggle in Junho’s hold, small whimpers sounding from his throat. Junho smiled against his lips before biting down on his bottom lip. A gasp escaped Yoohwan’s mouth and Junho took advantage of the moment as Yoohwan’s struggles stopped. Pulling on the wrists in his grip he used the momentum of pulling him out of the chair and swinging him across the room to land hard on the bed. A small cry of surprise coming from Yoohwan and a crash as his headphones were pulled from around his neck to land on the floor.
Junho used his weight to pin Yoohwan down on the bed. He crushed his lips against his mouth again, Yoohwan continued to struggle against him, and this only turned on Junho more, his hard cock pressed through his pants and into Yoohwan's abdomen, which made Yoohwan fight harder and Junho groan at the friction it created against him.
“You really are such a cock tease aren’t you?” Junho whispered in his ear before biting down on the lobe. This renewed Yoohwan’s struggles tenfold and he pushed with a greater effort. His attempt to kick Junho backfired as the man on top took the opportunity to move his knee between Yoohwan’s legs, pushing up on his still semi-hard cock. Yoohwan gasped at the contact, but lift one arm to hit Junho, seeing the movement he quickly grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the bed above his head.
Breathing shallow at his exhausted efforts to escape, Yoohwan laid still, staring at Junho. With a look of amusement Junho moved in to kiss the boy again, but Yoohwan moved his face away, so instead he trailed kisses and nibbles from his jaw line down his neck to the collar of his shirt. Pausing for a short moment Junho sucked at his left nipple through the fabric of his t-shirt. Yoohwan bit down on his bottom lip, forcing back a moan. Junho smirked against the fabric as he moved to the other bud, knowing how sensitive the spot was for him.
Shifting on the bed, Junho moved his weight to hold both wrists with his left hand, his right hand moving to the hem of Yoohwan’s t-shirt. The struggles started again, in hopes that he would be able to overpower the single hand gripping his wrists. Junho just chuckled deep in his throat.
“You could just give in you know, I know you are enjoying it.” Junho said huskily as he moved back up towards Yoohwan’s face, lifting the boy’s shirt as he spoke, “although I am enjoying your struggles, it would make this much easier, for me and for you.” Yoohwan didn’t notice his pants were missing until he felt strong fingers wrapped around his hardening cock. He groaned loudly as Junho began slowly moving his fist up and down it’s length. “See, I knew you were enjoying it.” Leaning close to Yoohwan’s ear he added, “but try to be a little quieter, I would rather we not be interrupted.”
It took every ounce of Yoohwan’s self control to not thrust into Junho’s hand as he continued his ministrations between his legs. A whimper escaped from between his clenched teeth when he felt Junho’s hand move away. He never noticed the release of his wrists; he lay with his eyes closed trying to control his breathing. The rustling sound of clothes brought his senses back; he opened his fast enough to see Junho pulling a small bottle of lube from his pocket. The bastard had been prepared for this.
Taking the opportunity while Junho was momentarily distracted, Yoohwan rolled from underneath him, but underestimating their position he rolled onto the floor with a loud thud. Scrambling to his feet he tried to flee to the door leading to his bathroom. He made it no more than a few steps before Junho had his arm around Yoohwan’s small waist.
“You really are a feisty one tonight, don’t make me have to tie you the bed.” With little effort on Junho’s part they were back on the bed, Yoohwan face down with one arm twisted behind his back and Junho kneeling between his spread legs. “I was going to be really nice and take my time preparing you, but maybe I should just right to the fun part?” Junho said as he suddenly pushed 2 fingers into Yoohwan’s tight opening. Yoohwan let a cry of surprise and pain be released into his pillow. Junho slowly began moving his fingers in and out, stretching the hole. Adding another finger he quickened his pace. Yoohwan clenched around his fingers at the intrusion. It had been weeks since Junho had played his games, as he liked to call it, and he was tight.
As Junho removed his fingers, Yoohwan took the moment to catch his breath, but to no avail. Junho pushed his knees under Yoohwan’s thighs, causing his hips to be lifted off the mattress. He settled into a comfortable position as he used his free hand to release his aching cock from his jeans. Using lube he stroked himself a few times, making sure he was completely coated. He moved his hips forward, holding the head at Yoohwan’s entrance. Pushing slightly, barely past the entrance, Yoohwan let out a sharp cry. Moving Junho grabbed Junho’s boxers where they had been discarded behind him on the bed. Leaning forward he balled them up and shoved them into Yoohwan’s mouth.
“Like I said, I would rather not be interrupted, the fun has barely begun.” Yoohwan whimpered from behind the makeshift gag, but did not push it out of his mouth. Junho moved back into position at the boy’s entrance, and in one sharp thrust he buried himself completely in the warmth. Muscles clenched around him and he had to hold back from coming right then. Yoohwan let out another cry, muffled by the cloth in his mouth. Giving him a moment Junho stayed still, but he couldn’t take it anymore and started slowly thrusting in and out, using the arm he had twisted around Yoohwan’s back as leverage.
It wasn’t long until Yoohwan had adapted to the feeling of Junho filling him, and he started moving back to meet him thrust for thrust. Junho let go of his twisted arm and grabbed him by the hips, pulling up so Yoohwan was on his knees. Reaching around Junho took hold of his now fully erect cock, and started pumping him in time with his thrusts. A smile crept on to his face as Yoohwan’s whines of protest have no turned into moans of pleasure.
He was getting close, but he didn’t want this to end yet. He pulled out, hearing a moan in protest. Yoohwan subconsciously moved his hips back looking for the lost contact. In one swift movement Junho flipped him over and with his hands behind Yoohwan’s knees he pushed his legs towards his head, nearly bending the boy in half. Using his shoulders to support his legs, he took hold of his pulsing cock and guided it to its destination. Thrusting hips he was once again buried deep as the tight muscles brought him closer to his climax. Leaning forward he put his hands on the bed on either side of Yoohwan’s head, and began deep, fast thrusts. Yoohwan moaned right into Junho’s ear, and he thought he was going to lose it; he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.
Whispering in Yoohwan’s ear he said, “I want you to jerk yourself off, I want you to have your release in time with mine.” Without hesitation the boy reached around his leg at the awkward angle, he took hold of himself, starting to move his fist up and down the shaft. Precum already glistened on the head, and he knew he was close to his release. He started pumping his fist faster, matching the rhythm of Junho’s thrusts.
Junho listened closely to Yoohwan’s breathing, knowing it would to give away the moment before he climaxed. He heard the hitch in his breath and seconds later he felt the warm spray shoot out from his cock between their bodies, the majority of it landing on Yoohwan’s chest and neck. His muscles clenched tightly around Junho’s cock and he knew he couldn’t hold it anymore; he quickly pulled out and stroked himself twice before shooting his seed on Yoohwan’s face and chest.
As the last of his seed spurted from the head, Junho collapsed on top of Yoohwan. They lay there for a few moments catching their breaths. Junho pushed himself up, and moving to Yoohwan’s face, he licked up the come that covered his cheek. Pulling the gag from his mouth he leaned down and kissed the boy, offering him the mixed juices in his mouth. Yoohwan kissed back earnestly tasting the salty juices on Junho’s tongue as it entered his mouth. Breaking the kiss Junho moved to Yoohwan’s ear.
“I knew you would give in to me, I always get what I want, and you might as well enjoy yourself with me.” Yoohwan stiffened at the statement, remember his earlier resistance. He pushed at Junho’s shoulders, and Junho moved back letting him up.
Junho smiled at the returned look of defiance on the boy’s face. He couldn’t help but chuckle as the glare he received had no effect when it came from a face that was covered in his come. Taking Yoohwan’s jaw in his hand he kissed him roughly, tightening his grip when he tried to pull away.
“I suggest you go wash up baby, seeing you with all the come on your face is going to make me want to take you all over again.” Junho said in a husky voice. Yoohwan gave him one last glare before quickly moving off the bed and walking to his bathroom. Junho leaned back on his hands while sitting at the edge of the bed, watching the creamy, white ass that he had been buried in walk away. He chuckled to himself when he heard to lock on the bathroom door click into place.
Standing up he tucked himself back into his jeans, and doing up the zipper. Looking in the mirror above Yoohwan’s dresser on the other side of the room he straightened his clothes and smoothed his hair back in to place. Turning to the door, he was about to leave before he remembered the computer. He walked over to the desk, guiding the mouse across the screen he opened up a word document, and typed out a message. Looking at the screen satisfied, he turned and left the room, closing the door behind him.
Walking down the hall he could he his brother giggling, and guessed that they were done with the serious business subjects and had moved on to their regular antics.
“Oh Junho! I forgot you were here, what were you guys up to?” Jaejoong questioned as Junho took a seat on the black leather couch.
“Just playing some games, he got tired of me kicking his ass though.” Junho replied.
“You would think he would be the one kicking your ass with the amount of time that kid sits in there playing video games.” Yoochun stated as he finished stacking all the papers, which once scattered the table and floor, in a neat pile in front of him.
“We were going to go out and get some food, do you want me to drop you off at home or do you want to come with us?” Junsu asked his brother as he stood up, straightening his pants.
Junho thought for a moment before answering, “No, you can drop me off at home; I have some stuff that I want to get done.” Junsu shrugged and the four of them moved about the room gathering their belongings.
Yoochun walked down the hall towards Yoohwan’s room, and knocked lightly on the door. “Yoohwan, we are going for food, do you want any?” When he didn’t get a reply Junho supplied one for him.
“He said he was going to have a shower, and then have a nap. Apparently he stayed up all night and hasn’t been to bed yet.” Yoochun shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, walking back towards the group.
“His loss I guess. Come on let’s go I’m hungry!” He said as he led the way through the front door into the late afternoon sun. Junho took one last look at the door down the hallways before closing the door and following his brother and the others to the car on the street.
Walking cautiously out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, he listened for the sounds of voices within the house. When he heard none he poked his head out of his bedroom door, hearing that the house was empty he let go of the breath he didn’t know he was holding.
He walked back into his room, noticing the screen of his computer out of the corner of his eye he walked over to the wooden desk. He let out a grunt of frustration before closing the document and turning off the screen.
Baby,
I know you enjoyed our play time as much as I did. I Hope it won’t be as long until we get to play again. But if you keep fighting what we both enjoy, I might have to bring some more toys to accompany us next time.
Until next time,
Game Master.
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