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[FIC] Just Chilling
Title: Just Chilling
Author: harukakamiya , with some tiny help from amazonstorm
Rating: R for sex
Genre: General/Random/Smut
Fandom: TVXQ (Shim Changmin and Jung Yunho)
Warning: Self-insertions, delusions, etc.
DISCLAIMER: Jung Yunho and Shim Changmin are real men, but this written piece of work is merely a fantasy, and not reality. No harm was done in the making of this story.
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Screams echoed throughout. Dong Bang Shin Ki strode towards each other and clasped hands, gripping them tightly as the song ended. They were lightly panting; tonight was the best performance of “Keep Your Head Down” thus far. Changmin couldn’t help but grin, Yunho slowly following suit.
They quickly quit the stage and retreated to the dressing room. They said nothing as they stripped down and jumped into simple t-shirts and jeans. They knew they only had a little while to relax before heading to Japan the next morning.
The limo ride to their hidden dormitory was short and yet the young men felt it was far too long, and it was a close shave. Lee Soo Man had suggested that since they were making a comeback, new living quarters should be installed as a precaution towards overzealous Cassiopeias. But that was the reason the CEO gave to the staff of SME. Only he, Dong Bang Shin Ki, and the rest of the SM artists knew the real reason.
Yunho and Changmin carefully exited the limo, casting furtive glances at their surroundings to ensure they weren’t being followed.
“Thank you for the ride,” Yunho nodded at the chauffeur. The chauffeur returned the nod. “Very good, sir. Tomorrow morning at 7:00am for the airport, correct?” Yunho nodded again. The chauffeur bowed, re-entered the limo, and drove away.
They walked towards a small, forlorn-looking building, two stories high, and it looked like it desperately needed a paint job. It wasn’t anything glamorous, but it was their home for now.
Changmin procured a key from his pocket, and unlocked the door. He was immediately met with a small figure rushing into his arms in a tight squeeze. “Welcome home,” the figure squeaked. Changmin smiled and returned the hug, quickly entering the house so that Yunho could come in.
“Hey, Sarah,” Yunho grinned at the young woman, who was Caucasian in appearance, a lot shorter than both he and Changmin, and had medium-length deep auburn hair and fairly thick-rimmed black glasses. “Where’s Sabree?”
His question was immediately answered by a young black woman zooming to his side and throwing her arms around him. “Welcome home, darling,” Sabree greeted cheerfully. “How was tonight’s performance?”
Yunho beamed. “The best yet.”
Sabree widely grinned. “That’s good!”
“I take it your day went well, Sabree?” Yunho inquired, and Sabree nodded,
“Yes. Nothing happened…” Sabree looked away.
“Sabree?” it was Changmin with an inquiry this time. “Are you sure?”
Sabree hesitated. “Jaejoong called… again.”
Changmin’s mouth went flat, and he exchanged a glance with Sarah, who shook her head. Yunho sighed very heavily, striding over to the small loveseat in the living room and planting himself in it.
“H-He just wants to work things out, Yunho,” Sabree sat down next to him.
“I don’t…” Yunho slowly began, trying his best to stay calm, “want to speak to him.”
"I can only tell him that so many times. You saw how hurt he was when you threw him out of our wedding."
There was a long pause as the four of them remembered.
During the hiatus, they had all met. Sabree and Sarah were students on vacation in Tokyo, and, finding that Tokyo was quite relaxing, Yunho and Changmin had decided to stay there for a while. It so happened that Yunho ran into Sabree at a store in Shibuya. He had been browsing, and he had seen a short black woman straining to reach a shirt on a hanger. She was curvy, and quite picturesque in Yunho’s eyes. He walked over to her, amused, and took the shirt down for her. They locked gazes.
“Thank you…” Sabree breathed, taken in by Yunho’s beauty. Yunho smiled. “Not a problem.”
Meanwhile in Akihabara, Sarah had gotten hopelessly lost. She had managed to gather she was in the Akihabara district, but her knowledge of Japanese was mostly spoken and very limited in the kanji area. A few men were offering their help, and Changmin had noticed after leaving an electronics store that she looked quite distressed. Changmin wondered why no one was helping her, and sighed as he briskly made his way to her and her “helpers.”
“Oi. Leave her alone.” he said in terse, yet smooth Japanese. He was ignored. He raised his voice, which he found a bit strange to do, “Oi! Leave her alone!” Some bystanders turned to stare. The men glared and shuffled away. “Are you alright?” Changmin asked, quickly assessing her for any damage, which he didn’t find. Sarah nodded. “That’s good.”
Somehow, Yunho and Changmin found themselves unable to stop thinking of the girls. Yunho and Sabree started dating right away, while Changmin and Sarah moved a lot slower because of their trust issues. The girls were informed their new boyfriends were Korean idols and famous throughout Southeast Asia, and were sworn into secrecy, and thus were also informed of the lawsuit controversy between the boys’ company and their former bandmates (Junsu, Yoochun, and Jaejoong).
A few months later, Yunho decided that instead of waiting for his members to return to their senses, he was going to make Sabree his one and only forever. He proposed to her, and soon enough they were in a small chapel in Seoul. It would have been a perfect wedding… had Jaejoong not invited himself because he wanted to be there for Yunho.
It was a mess. Nobody had ever seen Yunho so angry before, nor had they seen Jaejoong so sincerely hurt to be ejected from the wedding. Of course, it had also been compounded by Yoochun and Junsu tagging along, who also got thrown out, but Yunho had seemed angrier at Jaejoong. At that point, the wedding had to be quickly over and done with, so that Yunho and Sabree could whisk away on their honeymoon as a distraction.
The memory remained heavy in the four’s minds.
"Don't you guys want to be five again? If not now, then someday?" Sabree broke the silence.
“Of course I want us all to be five again. But not now. Not when we’re busy protecting our name and proving that Changmin and I are still here. That we’ve still got it.” Yunho said.
“Well, I don’t think they deserve to come back…” Sarah said bitterly, fingering the simple (yet elegant) engagement ring on her finger. “They left.
“They ran,” she continued. “Maybe not from the two of you, but they ran from something.”
There was another pause. “But let’s not talk about that. How was Music Bank tonight, aside from the best performance so far?” Sabree asked both Yunho and Changmin. “How did it feel to be on stage again?”
Changmin and Yunho smiled. “Amazing,” they chorused.
“It just… it felt right.” Changmin added.
“I’m so happy for you,” Sarah smiled and leaned against her fiancée. “I wish I could’ve been there.”
“The fanchants were thrilling,” Yunho described. “Hundreds of fans chanting our names…”
"It was just like old times, then, yes? I'm so glad you guys are smiling. But you look exhausted.” Sabree said.
“We’ll be fine,” Changmin said lightly. “This is nothing.”
Sarah frowned. “Off to bed with you, Changmin. We have a plane to catch in the morning.”
Changmin laughed and made his way into his and Sarah’s room while Yunho and Sabree glanced sideways knowingly.
“Go on,” Sabree giggled. “Yunho and I will take care of ourselves perfectly fine without you two.”
With that, Sarah followed Changmin into their room.
Changmin was just taking off his shirt. Sarah briskly walked to him and slid her arms around his waist from behind, taking a moment to take in the muscles. “Sarah-” Changmin stammered when she fumbled with his jeans and managed to get them open.
“…please, Changmin. While we’re both…” she trailed off as she jerked his jeans down to reveal his boxers. She then took a moment to take off her own t-shirt, and reached for her bra straps, but Changmin turned around and hooked his fingers onto one strap. “Slow down, dear.”
Sarah blushed while Changmin ran his fingers along the strap and then slowly slid it off of her shoulder, and did the same with the other. He reached behind her, and deftly unhooked the bra, letting it fall at their feet. Sarah’s blush got deeper, but she managed to undo her own jeans and take them off.
She sighed as Changmin led her to the bed they shared, and he gently pushed her down on top, gazing upon her body and then lying down next to her and resting his forehead against hers. His hand travelled along her arm, her shoulder, her collarbone, and finally it stopped at her breasts. Sarah took in a quick breath when his fingers curled around a nipple, and she exhaled as he lightly rubbed it.
The next thing she knew, he was on top of her, planting soft kisses along her neck and left shoulder. Her breath shortened some more as he caressed her hip, his hand slowly making its way between her legs. He gripped the waistline of her panties, and slid them off. “Ch-” she gasped when his fingers found what they were looking for and begun stroking the general area. She found herself spreading her legs to get more of his touch.
He had made love with her a few times before, and yet he marveled, briefly retracting his hand to stare at the wetness on his fingers before reaching back between her legs and slipping two inside, and Sarah uttered a few low sounds of varying tones as she took in this entrance, and she loudly exhaled as he stroked her inside.
“A-a-anh, th-th-” she gripped the bed covers when he found her special spot. Her intake of breath was definitely audible as his strokes continually pressed against that spot. “Ri-ri-ahh, annh,” her voice took on a higher pitch and she had to fight to keep from going wild as the pleasure continued to slowly escalate, throwing a hand against her mouth and lightly teething it. “Hhgghhh…” she managed to fall to the side without disturbing Changmin’s action below.
She yelped and let out a particularly pitchy moan. “I… I’m gonna…” she grabbed a pillow and shrieked into it as she came. She collapsed against the bed, trying to regain her breath and panting heavily. Changmin merely wiped his hand on his boxers. He glanced down, noticing he was quite hard. “Are you alright?” he asked, a husky tone lacing his voice. Sarah nodded, and muttered, “Yeah, just give me a couple seconds.”
In the meantime, Changmin exhaled and pulled his boxers off, setting his erection free. He reached for the nightstand, tugging the drawer open and grabbing a condom packet. He glanced at Sarah, who simply said, “Duh,” and he sat up. He opened the condom packet, pulled the condom out, and carefully slid it on.
Sarah managed to regain her composure, but it didn’t last for long, because Changmin was on top of her again, his gaze saying it all. She nodded, and he slowly entered her. She sighed pleasurably, taking him in. He pumped in and out, closing his eyes and resting his forehead against hers, lowly uttering a few grunts here and here.
She shifted her hips a little so he could get a better angle and let out a cry when he hit a good spot. “Ahh!” Noticing this reaction, Changmin picked up the pace and vigor, enjoying her sounds. He shifted a bit, and continued, eliciting a particularly loud exclamation from her.
“Right… there…” she managed to gasp. “Pl-please.”
Changmin managed not to laugh out loud at her plead, but he put even more effort into his thrusting, and her cries quickened in tempo and hiked in pitch. He found himself panting heavily and a few of his own cries escaped from his throat.
“Ch-aaannnh!” Sarah’s voice didn’t hold back, alerting him to her orgasm as she came. He gently continued thrusting, and his body seized and he groaned when he came himself a few moments later.
He pulled out, quickly peeled off the condom, and tossed it in the small wastebin beside the nightstand. He leaned over Sarah and kissed her. “I’m going to take a shower,” he said, and she nodded, letting herself lay there in a mild stupor he got up from the bed and went into the bathroom.
It wasn’t a long shower, and she scrambled out of bed when he exited, donning a grey bathrobe, and she went to take her own shower.
Changmin went to the bed, grabbed the bedspread, and tore it from the bed, rolling it up and tossing it into the corner by the hamper. He strode to the closet, reached up on the shelf, and pulled another bedspread from it, and threw it onto the bed, letting it billow out. He went back to the closet and grabbed a t-shirt, and then tugged a drawer open to pull out boxers.
Sarah was as quick as he was in exiting the shower, and she had slipped out in a towel, quickly opening her own drawer and fishing underwear out of it while grabbing one of Changmin’s t-shirts. She zipped back into the bathroom, and then came back out in just the t-shirt. “Now we can go to bed, “she giggled.
Changmin chuckled as they climbed into bed. He kissed her, and she snuggled against him.
Meanwhile in the other room, Sabree and Yunho were currently beginning their own shenanigans of the night. Sabree pressed her lips against Yunho’s and Yunho threw an arm around her and let her gain entrance to his mouth. Their tongues met and danced together, before Sabree slowly broke the kiss apart, and tittered, “I’m so glad you were able to filch that pelt from the video set.”
Um... please review. .///.
Author: harukakamiya , with some tiny help from amazonstorm
Rating: R for sex
Genre: General/Random/Smut
Fandom: TVXQ (Shim Changmin and Jung Yunho)
Warning: Self-insertions, delusions, etc.
DISCLAIMER: Jung Yunho and Shim Changmin are real men, but this written piece of work is merely a fantasy, and not reality. No harm was done in the making of this story.
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Screams echoed throughout. Dong Bang Shin Ki strode towards each other and clasped hands, gripping them tightly as the song ended. They were lightly panting; tonight was the best performance of “Keep Your Head Down” thus far. Changmin couldn’t help but grin, Yunho slowly following suit.
They quickly quit the stage and retreated to the dressing room. They said nothing as they stripped down and jumped into simple t-shirts and jeans. They knew they only had a little while to relax before heading to Japan the next morning.
The limo ride to their hidden dormitory was short and yet the young men felt it was far too long, and it was a close shave. Lee Soo Man had suggested that since they were making a comeback, new living quarters should be installed as a precaution towards overzealous Cassiopeias. But that was the reason the CEO gave to the staff of SME. Only he, Dong Bang Shin Ki, and the rest of the SM artists knew the real reason.
Yunho and Changmin carefully exited the limo, casting furtive glances at their surroundings to ensure they weren’t being followed.
“Thank you for the ride,” Yunho nodded at the chauffeur. The chauffeur returned the nod. “Very good, sir. Tomorrow morning at 7:00am for the airport, correct?” Yunho nodded again. The chauffeur bowed, re-entered the limo, and drove away.
They walked towards a small, forlorn-looking building, two stories high, and it looked like it desperately needed a paint job. It wasn’t anything glamorous, but it was their home for now.
Changmin procured a key from his pocket, and unlocked the door. He was immediately met with a small figure rushing into his arms in a tight squeeze. “Welcome home,” the figure squeaked. Changmin smiled and returned the hug, quickly entering the house so that Yunho could come in.
“Hey, Sarah,” Yunho grinned at the young woman, who was Caucasian in appearance, a lot shorter than both he and Changmin, and had medium-length deep auburn hair and fairly thick-rimmed black glasses. “Where’s Sabree?”
His question was immediately answered by a young black woman zooming to his side and throwing her arms around him. “Welcome home, darling,” Sabree greeted cheerfully. “How was tonight’s performance?”
Yunho beamed. “The best yet.”
Sabree widely grinned. “That’s good!”
“I take it your day went well, Sabree?” Yunho inquired, and Sabree nodded,
“Yes. Nothing happened…” Sabree looked away.
“Sabree?” it was Changmin with an inquiry this time. “Are you sure?”
Sabree hesitated. “Jaejoong called… again.”
Changmin’s mouth went flat, and he exchanged a glance with Sarah, who shook her head. Yunho sighed very heavily, striding over to the small loveseat in the living room and planting himself in it.
“H-He just wants to work things out, Yunho,” Sabree sat down next to him.
“I don’t…” Yunho slowly began, trying his best to stay calm, “want to speak to him.”
"I can only tell him that so many times. You saw how hurt he was when you threw him out of our wedding."
There was a long pause as the four of them remembered.
During the hiatus, they had all met. Sabree and Sarah were students on vacation in Tokyo, and, finding that Tokyo was quite relaxing, Yunho and Changmin had decided to stay there for a while. It so happened that Yunho ran into Sabree at a store in Shibuya. He had been browsing, and he had seen a short black woman straining to reach a shirt on a hanger. She was curvy, and quite picturesque in Yunho’s eyes. He walked over to her, amused, and took the shirt down for her. They locked gazes.
“Thank you…” Sabree breathed, taken in by Yunho’s beauty. Yunho smiled. “Not a problem.”
Meanwhile in Akihabara, Sarah had gotten hopelessly lost. She had managed to gather she was in the Akihabara district, but her knowledge of Japanese was mostly spoken and very limited in the kanji area. A few men were offering their help, and Changmin had noticed after leaving an electronics store that she looked quite distressed. Changmin wondered why no one was helping her, and sighed as he briskly made his way to her and her “helpers.”
“Oi. Leave her alone.” he said in terse, yet smooth Japanese. He was ignored. He raised his voice, which he found a bit strange to do, “Oi! Leave her alone!” Some bystanders turned to stare. The men glared and shuffled away. “Are you alright?” Changmin asked, quickly assessing her for any damage, which he didn’t find. Sarah nodded. “That’s good.”
Somehow, Yunho and Changmin found themselves unable to stop thinking of the girls. Yunho and Sabree started dating right away, while Changmin and Sarah moved a lot slower because of their trust issues. The girls were informed their new boyfriends were Korean idols and famous throughout Southeast Asia, and were sworn into secrecy, and thus were also informed of the lawsuit controversy between the boys’ company and their former bandmates (Junsu, Yoochun, and Jaejoong).
A few months later, Yunho decided that instead of waiting for his members to return to their senses, he was going to make Sabree his one and only forever. He proposed to her, and soon enough they were in a small chapel in Seoul. It would have been a perfect wedding… had Jaejoong not invited himself because he wanted to be there for Yunho.
It was a mess. Nobody had ever seen Yunho so angry before, nor had they seen Jaejoong so sincerely hurt to be ejected from the wedding. Of course, it had also been compounded by Yoochun and Junsu tagging along, who also got thrown out, but Yunho had seemed angrier at Jaejoong. At that point, the wedding had to be quickly over and done with, so that Yunho and Sabree could whisk away on their honeymoon as a distraction.
The memory remained heavy in the four’s minds.
"Don't you guys want to be five again? If not now, then someday?" Sabree broke the silence.
“Of course I want us all to be five again. But not now. Not when we’re busy protecting our name and proving that Changmin and I are still here. That we’ve still got it.” Yunho said.
“Well, I don’t think they deserve to come back…” Sarah said bitterly, fingering the simple (yet elegant) engagement ring on her finger. “They left.
“They ran,” she continued. “Maybe not from the two of you, but they ran from something.”
There was another pause. “But let’s not talk about that. How was Music Bank tonight, aside from the best performance so far?” Sabree asked both Yunho and Changmin. “How did it feel to be on stage again?”
Changmin and Yunho smiled. “Amazing,” they chorused.
“It just… it felt right.” Changmin added.
“I’m so happy for you,” Sarah smiled and leaned against her fiancée. “I wish I could’ve been there.”
“The fanchants were thrilling,” Yunho described. “Hundreds of fans chanting our names…”
"It was just like old times, then, yes? I'm so glad you guys are smiling. But you look exhausted.” Sabree said.
“We’ll be fine,” Changmin said lightly. “This is nothing.”
Sarah frowned. “Off to bed with you, Changmin. We have a plane to catch in the morning.”
Changmin laughed and made his way into his and Sarah’s room while Yunho and Sabree glanced sideways knowingly.
“Go on,” Sabree giggled. “Yunho and I will take care of ourselves perfectly fine without you two.”
With that, Sarah followed Changmin into their room.
Changmin was just taking off his shirt. Sarah briskly walked to him and slid her arms around his waist from behind, taking a moment to take in the muscles. “Sarah-” Changmin stammered when she fumbled with his jeans and managed to get them open.
“…please, Changmin. While we’re both…” she trailed off as she jerked his jeans down to reveal his boxers. She then took a moment to take off her own t-shirt, and reached for her bra straps, but Changmin turned around and hooked his fingers onto one strap. “Slow down, dear.”
Sarah blushed while Changmin ran his fingers along the strap and then slowly slid it off of her shoulder, and did the same with the other. He reached behind her, and deftly unhooked the bra, letting it fall at their feet. Sarah’s blush got deeper, but she managed to undo her own jeans and take them off.
She sighed as Changmin led her to the bed they shared, and he gently pushed her down on top, gazing upon her body and then lying down next to her and resting his forehead against hers. His hand travelled along her arm, her shoulder, her collarbone, and finally it stopped at her breasts. Sarah took in a quick breath when his fingers curled around a nipple, and she exhaled as he lightly rubbed it.
The next thing she knew, he was on top of her, planting soft kisses along her neck and left shoulder. Her breath shortened some more as he caressed her hip, his hand slowly making its way between her legs. He gripped the waistline of her panties, and slid them off. “Ch-” she gasped when his fingers found what they were looking for and begun stroking the general area. She found herself spreading her legs to get more of his touch.
He had made love with her a few times before, and yet he marveled, briefly retracting his hand to stare at the wetness on his fingers before reaching back between her legs and slipping two inside, and Sarah uttered a few low sounds of varying tones as she took in this entrance, and she loudly exhaled as he stroked her inside.
“A-a-anh, th-th-” she gripped the bed covers when he found her special spot. Her intake of breath was definitely audible as his strokes continually pressed against that spot. “Ri-ri-ahh, annh,” her voice took on a higher pitch and she had to fight to keep from going wild as the pleasure continued to slowly escalate, throwing a hand against her mouth and lightly teething it. “Hhgghhh…” she managed to fall to the side without disturbing Changmin’s action below.
She yelped and let out a particularly pitchy moan. “I… I’m gonna…” she grabbed a pillow and shrieked into it as she came. She collapsed against the bed, trying to regain her breath and panting heavily. Changmin merely wiped his hand on his boxers. He glanced down, noticing he was quite hard. “Are you alright?” he asked, a husky tone lacing his voice. Sarah nodded, and muttered, “Yeah, just give me a couple seconds.”
In the meantime, Changmin exhaled and pulled his boxers off, setting his erection free. He reached for the nightstand, tugging the drawer open and grabbing a condom packet. He glanced at Sarah, who simply said, “Duh,” and he sat up. He opened the condom packet, pulled the condom out, and carefully slid it on.
Sarah managed to regain her composure, but it didn’t last for long, because Changmin was on top of her again, his gaze saying it all. She nodded, and he slowly entered her. She sighed pleasurably, taking him in. He pumped in and out, closing his eyes and resting his forehead against hers, lowly uttering a few grunts here and here.
She shifted her hips a little so he could get a better angle and let out a cry when he hit a good spot. “Ahh!” Noticing this reaction, Changmin picked up the pace and vigor, enjoying her sounds. He shifted a bit, and continued, eliciting a particularly loud exclamation from her.
“Right… there…” she managed to gasp. “Pl-please.”
Changmin managed not to laugh out loud at her plead, but he put even more effort into his thrusting, and her cries quickened in tempo and hiked in pitch. He found himself panting heavily and a few of his own cries escaped from his throat.
“Ch-aaannnh!” Sarah’s voice didn’t hold back, alerting him to her orgasm as she came. He gently continued thrusting, and his body seized and he groaned when he came himself a few moments later.
He pulled out, quickly peeled off the condom, and tossed it in the small wastebin beside the nightstand. He leaned over Sarah and kissed her. “I’m going to take a shower,” he said, and she nodded, letting herself lay there in a mild stupor he got up from the bed and went into the bathroom.
It wasn’t a long shower, and she scrambled out of bed when he exited, donning a grey bathrobe, and she went to take her own shower.
Changmin went to the bed, grabbed the bedspread, and tore it from the bed, rolling it up and tossing it into the corner by the hamper. He strode to the closet, reached up on the shelf, and pulled another bedspread from it, and threw it onto the bed, letting it billow out. He went back to the closet and grabbed a t-shirt, and then tugged a drawer open to pull out boxers.
Sarah was as quick as he was in exiting the shower, and she had slipped out in a towel, quickly opening her own drawer and fishing underwear out of it while grabbing one of Changmin’s t-shirts. She zipped back into the bathroom, and then came back out in just the t-shirt. “Now we can go to bed, “she giggled.
Changmin chuckled as they climbed into bed. He kissed her, and she snuggled against him.
Meanwhile in the other room, Sabree and Yunho were currently beginning their own shenanigans of the night. Sabree pressed her lips against Yunho’s and Yunho threw an arm around her and let her gain entrance to his mouth. Their tongues met and danced together, before Sabree slowly broke the kiss apart, and tittered, “I’m so glad you were able to filch that pelt from the video set.”
Um... please review. .///.