The Long Hard Road Out of Hell 1/5
Title: The Long Hard Road Out of Hell
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 1 of 5
Genre: Smut, romance, angst
Summary: Jung Yunho is a failure as a business man. When he meets Kim Jaejoong, the avant-garde artist living his life not caring about other people's opinions, they hit rock bottom together. What does it take to stand up again, and will their love survive when all odds are against them?
A/N: I finally finished this fic!! I've been working on it for quite some time now and I had a really bad writer's block at one point >__< but it's complete now and I can start posting, YAY!
Chapter 1
Jaejoong's head felt like a giant balloon when he made his way downtown that day. He'd been up all night, drinking and smoking while finishing his latest artwork but he wasn't tired. He was carrying a huge envelope that contained his portfolio and a letter written in Japanese to one certain art school in Tokyo.
It was his third time applying for a scholarship, but this time Jaejoong felt like he got it. The signs just seemed to be on his side that day, his morning coffee had been perfect (Jaejoong liked it really strong), the sun was shining and he almost felt like singing as he walked to the nearest post office.
Other than the fact that his head felt like a balloon, floating above all the other people on the street, he was feeling good for the first time in a long time.
Same could not be said about Jung Yunho, a tall business man out on his lunch break picking up a huge pile of his dead father's bills and buying some stamps from the post office. Yunho shuffled through the bills and sighed. Why did he have to take care of every single mess his sorry excuse of a father had left behind?
He had to take care of the company, of his mother and his sister. Yunho hated the job, he hated every single one of their low number of customers, he even hated himself. It had been months since the last time he got layed and Yunho wasn't exactly ugly.
It had been six months since the death of his father, making Yunho's life a living hell. The company was slowly going bankrupt, Yunho didn't have any education about business but there had been no other choice than to succeed his father. He'd spent all his college years dreaming about a career in the arts. How stupid had he been.
Now he had lost all his confidence, almost all of his inheritance money and social life, just because their father had decided to speed home that day. Everyone knew speeding was a suicide in the busy city of Seoul, but Yunho's father had been a jerk.
And now Yunho sat in the post office, trying to decide if he could just burn every single bill and disappear from Korea. He wasn't expecting to see a beautiful blonde young man standing in the line, looking straight at him.
"Hey," the good looking guy said, looking at Yunho and grinned. He was wearing a beanie and a loose sweater, Yunho could see his collar bones peeking out. Is he looking at me? Fuck he's gorgeous.
The blonde man was probably in his early twenties, he had huge eyes and Yunho thought he kind of looked like an alien. He was really delicate as he stepped closer to Yunho, eyeing him from head to toe.
"Hey?" Yunho replied, confused that the beauty was actually talking to him. Yunho was wearing a suit, he felt totally out of place and un-sexy in it but the other man didn't seem to mind. There was also the fact that this man was very obviously gay, Yunho didn't like guys.
"Got any spare stamps? The line's really long and I just need one," the blonde said, sitting next to Yunho. He leaned his elbow against his knee and bit his lip a little trying to look sexy and succeeding. Oh, he just doesn't want to wait in the line.
Jaejoong thought the guy was the most handsome man he'd seen in his life. He had that distressed look in his eyes that made Jaejoong want to hold him and make him forget all his worries. Jaejoong could also tell the guy was built under the suit he wore.
Jaejoong liked his men manly and the tall looking guy was definitely it. He was a perfect wet dream, from the shiny leather shoes to a small mole above his upper lip. Please let him be gay, Jaejoong thought.
"Sure," Yunho replied handing the other guy one he had just bought earlier. The blonde took it, his nails were red and it made Yunho smile a little. What a weird guy.
But then the blonde boy smiled and Yunho's world went upside down, he found himself smiling back. They probably looked really stupid sitting there smiling and staring at each other, but neither did care.
"I have a feeling if I asked you on a date you'd say yes," Jaejoong said, feeling like he couldn't fail at anything that day.
"That would be correct," the answer slipped from Yunho's lips before he even had a chance to really think about it.
"Let me just get this and we're good to go," Jaejoong said, licking the stamp Yunho gave him - making sure Yunho saw his pink tongue wetting the small piece of paper and pressed it to the envelope he was holding.
They couldn't keep their eyes off each other when they left the post office. Jaejoong felt like it was fate.
"I'm actually on my lunch break," Yunho explained when they entered a small coffee shop on the other side of the street, "I have to go back in an hour."
"Skip work. What's your name?" Jaejoong asked, eager to find out more about the other guy when Yunho bought him coffee and a blueberry muffin.
"It's Jung Yunho," he replied, amused by the blonde's demand, "I have to pay for your coffee and now you ask me to skip my duties. You're pretty demanding."
"I'm Kim Jaejoong," the shorter man said grinning, "Wait untill you see me in bed."
They sat down in one of the tables next to a huge window, looking at each other in silence. Weird was an underestimated word to describe Jaejoong. Yunho had never met anyone who was so completely open, honest and careless about other people's opinions. It wasn't common in South Korea to openly admit your abnormal sexuality, especially not to a person you just met.
"So what do you do?" Jaejoong asked taking a sip from his black coffee, never taking his eyes of Yunho.
"I'm the CEO of my family's company," Yunho said, not really wanting to tell Jaejoong anything more about that part of his life but still dropping a fact he rarely shared with other people, "Actually I'm also an art critic. I write to Arts Now magazine. Do you know it?"
"Yes, they reviewed my latest exhibition. They hated it. It wasn't you though," Jaejoong told him happily, "I'm an artist."
"Oh. What do you do?"
"Avant garde. I paint and make installations," Jaejoong informed him feeling a little triumphant, the taller man couldn't be completely straight if he was into arts. Jaejoong thought the way Yunho held his coffee mug was sexy. Yunho wasn't wearing a tie, just a basic black button up shirt inside his black suit jacket and Jaejoong thought it was sexy too.
Everything about the man was screaming sexy to Jaejoong, he really needed to impress the guy somehow.
"Do you want to see my art? I could arrange a private viewing."
"I would love to," Yunho agreed leaning a little closer to the blonde sitting opposite of him, "But I have to be honest, I'm not gay in case you were wondering."
"Oh, I'm not worried about that," Jaejoong said confidently, also leaning a bit closer and touching Yunho's arm.
"What do you mean?"
"I can see the way you're looking at my lips. You want them on your cock, don't you?" the artist claimed, his fingers running from Yunho's arm to his hand, taking a hold of his palm with both hands and playing with the taller man's fingers.
Yunho couldn't believe what the other man was telling him. He was just oozing with sexuality and actually had the nerve to make outspoken suggestions like it was nothing. He couldn't deny it though, the other man had something in him that pulled Yunho in like a moth to the flame.
What the heck, Yunho thought, my life's already boring as fuck, why not spice it up a little.
"You're bad news," Yunho told the young man still playing with his fingers, "But I kind of like it."
"It's always the reserved business men who're actually the kinkiest," Jaejoong blamed him but he had a huge smile on his face, satisfied in Yunho's answer. For some reason Yunho felt like Jaejoong wasn't usually that confident. He looked like a person who had been living alone for a little too long, like an artist who had lost himself in all his creativity.
"Let's be friends," Yunho said, taking Jaejoong's cold hand and squeezing it a little. That made Jaejoong's smile falter a bit, it wasn't the words but the gentle gesture that made Jaejoong's stomach turn and he knew, he was going to fall hard.
They both knew it was love as they exchanged numbers before Yunho had to go. Jaejoong stayed in the coffee shop, waving at Yunho through the window as he watched the younger man go. They had been born in the same year, Jaejoong only a few days earlier than Yunho.
Jaejoong loved the fact that Yunho was a little younger. He also found it fascinating how different their lives were. Jaejoong's bank account balance was almost non-existant, Yunho seemed to have quite a lot of money. After finishing his coffee Jaejoong finally left the coffee shop, memorizing the name of the place in case he and Yunho got together and had to spend their anniversary.
It had been ages since Jaejoong had felt so in love, he tried to recall the last time but couldn't. Was it in high school? Who was the guy? It didn't matter to Jaejoong now, he couldn't stop thinking about Yunho as he made his way to his apartment to clean up the place before Yunho came there.
Yunho still hadn't figured out what was it in the guy that was so charming as he drove to Jaejoong's place after work. It was weird, Yunho wasn't attracted to other men at all, but just the thought about how Jaejoong had looked that day, almost made him hard. There were so many things that popped into Yunho's mind during the day; the way Jaejoong's sleeves were a little too long, the way he covered his mouth with his hand when he laughed, the way he bit his lip when he looked at Yunho.
Work had been a bore like always, but just the thought of the strange blonde had made Yunho smile. Yunho had been organizing some files when he got it. Maybe he was gay after all, he just hadn't met the right person before.
One thing Yunho was certain of was that he was hopelessly falling in love with the artist. It freaked him out a little, Yunho didn't really believe in love at first sight. The future seemed so uncertain, he knew nothing good could come of an affair with Jaejoong. The worries slipped his mind as he knocked on Jaejoong's door and was let in to a messy apartment.
"I tried to clean up, but there was just too much stuff," Jaejoong said when he closed the door after Yunho, "I've had this really creative period and things just got like this..."
"I don't mind it," Yunho told him and looked around the apartment after taking off his jacket and shoes. It was just a one really big room, filled with artwork and a huge matress in the middle of it. He had a fridge and a microwave but no oven, the old gas stove looked a little dangerous to Yunho.
All of Jaejoong's stuff was practically on the floor, his clothes in one pile on top of a cardboard box next to a painting he was clearly working on. Yunho walked to it, the painting was abstract but somehow overly sexual, just like Jaejoong himself.
"You're really talented," Yunho said as he viewed Jaejoong's work, then sitting next to the blonde on the matress.
"Want to get high?" Jaejoong asked, grinning. He was clearly pleased about Yunho's words but didn't dare to ask for more opinions.
"Hell yeah," Yunho smiled and inched a little closer to the older man as he took a small bag of something green from his pocket and rolled a joint. Yunho watched Jaejoong's fingers do it, he was really dexterous with his hands.
Jaejoong lit it, took a few draughts and then gave it to Yunho. It was really strong, Yunho could feel the good sensations quickly spreading through his whole body as he smoked. Handing it back to Jaejoong, Yunho inched even closer and put his chin to Jaejoong's shoulder, smiling so happily Jaejoong though he kind of looked like he lost his mind.
The laughter exploded from Jaejoong's lips, he dropped the joint into an empty beer can beside the matress and then taking Yunho's face into his hands. Yunho was still wearing his suit, he hadn't had time to go home and change but Jaejoong liked him in it. Gently caressing Yunho's face, Jaejoong kissed him.
It was just short and sweet, a plain little peck but it drove Yunho wild. Jaejoong giggled at the face the taller man made when he pulled back so quickly. Both of their eyes were already a little red, Yunho thought it made Jaejoong look a little more human and not so alien like.
Yunho's arms wrapped around Jaejoong's waist and just held him close as they looked into each other's eyes.
"You're amazing," Yunho breathed, not daring to kiss the other man even though he really wanted to.
"You have stubble," Jaejoong stated, giggling like mad when Yunho pushed him onto his back, then laying next to Jaejoong.
"That's not what you're supposed to say," Yunho told him, turning to his side to look at the beautiful young man beside him, then pulling him closer by the waist.
"I'm not what I'm supposed to be," Jaejoong whispered and to Yunho, it was the wisest thing he'd ever heard anyone say. They layed in silence for a short moment but then Yunho kissed him, starting of softly, just pressing his lips against the blonde's.
It was probably because Yunho was high but he didn't care the person he was kissing was another man as Jaejoong's arms wrapped around his neck. Jaejoong opened his lips first, breathing weakly against Yunho's mouth and Yunho knew there could be nothing he wouldn't do for this man and so he kissed Jaejoong hungrily, loving the small whimper Jaejoong emitted when Yunho got on top of him.
The kiss felt like it lasted for hours, Jaejoong couldn't remember if anyone had ever kissed him like that and when they finally stopped to look into each other's eyes again - the room had gotten dark around them. The sounds of traffic could be heard from outside but Yunho and Jaejoong were completely inside their own world.
"I feel like I'm a teenager again," Yunho said, gently taking off Jaejoong's beanie and pulling his finger's through strands of blonde hair.
"Me too," Jaejoong agreed looking at the man on top of him, "You make me feel like my body's on fire."
"That's just the weed," Yunho joked to hide the fact that he felt that way too. Kissing Jaejoong was completely different than kissing any girl, it was like fighting for power in a way. Jaejoong's lips were aggressive, needy and aware of what they wanted. Yunho felt like an ass for not getting it earlier, maybe he really was gay after all.
"It's not the weed," Jaejoong pretended to be angry and shoved Yunho off of him, sat up and took off his sweater. His skin looked even whiter when the lights were off.
"Look at me," Jaejoong said as he lied back down, showing off his half naked body to the other man. Jaejoong took Yunho's hands and put them on his body, slowly moving Yunho's palms against the sculpted muscles of his chest and waist. He had a piercing on his right nipple and bellybutton, the barbels looked shiny and cold against Jaejoong's peachy skin.
Yunho's breath hitched, Jaejoong was absolutely breathtaking.
"Do you think I'm beautiful?" the blonde asked, slowly opening the buttons on his black pants while looking at Yunho with half lidded eyes.
"Yeah," Yunho nodded a little, so mezmerised by the other man he almost couldn't move.
"Really?" Jaejoong bit his lip, clearly knowing how sexy he looked and enjoying Yunho's reaction as he guided Yunho's hands lover to feel his erection through the trousers. It felt a little strange for Yunho to touch another man's arousal like that, but from the way Jaejoong moaned he must have been doing something right.
Jaejoong pulled Yunho back to his lips and then rolled them over. He straddled Yunho's hips and ground his ass against Yunho's front, pleased to notice Yunho was hard too. They kissed again, needier this time and Yunho grabbed Jaejoong's hips as the shorter man sitting on his pelvis started opening Yunho's shirt.
"I remember you talking about your lips on my cock," Yunho smirked when Jaejoong opened the last button.
"I remember you talking about being straight," Jaejoong grinned back but still kissed his way from Yunho's now bare chest to his stomach and abs, then kissing the bulge in Yunho's trousers and opening his pants. Slowly taking Yunho's cock out of his boxers, Jaejoong kissed the tip and nuzzled his cheek against it.
Yunho's cock was perfect in Jaejoong's opinion, it curved a little to the right but it was just the right size and really thick - Jaejoong couldn't wait to feel it ramming against his prostate. Savoring the sour taste of Yunho's pre-cum, Jaejoong licked the head and Yunho groaned.
The taller man was looking at him between his legs, Jaejoong's pink tongue came out to wet his lips and then Yunho's erection was inside Jaejoong's hot mouth. It felt wet and soft as Jaejoong started sucking, Yunho moaned and pressed his head against the mattress.
Damn the guy can suck cock, Yunho though gripping Jaejoong's bleached hair, feeling a little bit jealous when the thought of Jaejoong blowing someone else crossed his mind. Jaejoong seemed to be really into it, Yunho watched as the older man fumbled with his own trousers to get his cock out while taking Yunho's penis deep into his throat.
It turned Yunho on even more when Jaejoong started touching himself, there was a glint of metal - Jaejoong even had his dick pierced.
"Fuck, Jaejoong-ah," Yunho cursed lifting his hips to get deeper into the other man's mouth, Jaejoong moaned against his hardness, his hand stroking himself faster. Yunho grabbed Jaejoong's hair not caring if he hurt the other man and guided his head up and down, forcing him to take all of Yunho.
Suddenly Yunho realized he wasn't gay, there was just something about the blonde man moaning between his legs with Yunho's cock in his mouth Yunho found sexier than anything he'd ever seen. He was just so different, Jaejoong didn't try to be the black sheep among the white ones - he just was.
Yunho could tell Jaejoong really wanted him, maybe even more than Yunho wanted him - if it even was possible. Yunho also could tell Jaejoong loved giving head, he'd only dated girls before and the women never really seemed to truthfully enjoy it but Jaejoong sure did, he was so close to coming just from sucking Yunho's dick. The pubic hair around Yunho's erection was getting wet from Jaejoong's saliva but what really made Yunho come was when Jaejoong looked up at him, his eyes looking big and teary, and scratched Yunho's inner thigh as he sucked.
His orgasm was intense, a groan escaping his lips as Jaejoong swallowed everything hungrily and then Yunho pulled Jaejoong up, kissing the taste of himself from Jaejoong's tongue. Unsurely, Yunho's fingers wrapped around Jaejoong's length, the blonde gasping and sinking his nails into Yunho's shoulders, and started stroking. Jaejoong was like a fucking cat, mewling and writhing like Yunho's touch was the best thing ever, it made Yunho feel more confident in touching the other man. The little metallic piercing was warm like the rest of his body and Yunho made a mental note to take a closer look at it later.
Just like that Jaejoong came, moaning and biting Yunho's lower lip as he rode out his orgasm. The cum felt warm and sticky in Yunho's hand - it wasn't disgusting, just weird but Jaejoong took his hand and licked the palm clean while lying on his back looking at Yunho, basking in the afterglow of his orgasm. Seeing Jaejoong lick his own release from Yunho's hand was obscene but beautiful at the same time, Yunho gave him another kiss to taste the other's orgasm as well.
Jaejoong gave him a reassuring smile, his lips were red and a little bruised, glistering with spit and it made Yunho hard again within seconds.
Soon they were kissing again, Yunho carefully touching Jaejoong's slender frame to get familiar with his body and drowning his loneliness into the older man's embrace. They were both hard but didn't bother to do anything about is as they kissed, finally falling asleep when the sun was already rising above Seoul.
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 1 of 5
Genre: Smut, romance, angst
Summary: Jung Yunho is a failure as a business man. When he meets Kim Jaejoong, the avant-garde artist living his life not caring about other people's opinions, they hit rock bottom together. What does it take to stand up again, and will their love survive when all odds are against them?
A/N: I finally finished this fic!! I've been working on it for quite some time now and I had a really bad writer's block at one point >__< but it's complete now and I can start posting, YAY!
Chapter 1
Jaejoong's head felt like a giant balloon when he made his way downtown that day. He'd been up all night, drinking and smoking while finishing his latest artwork but he wasn't tired. He was carrying a huge envelope that contained his portfolio and a letter written in Japanese to one certain art school in Tokyo.
It was his third time applying for a scholarship, but this time Jaejoong felt like he got it. The signs just seemed to be on his side that day, his morning coffee had been perfect (Jaejoong liked it really strong), the sun was shining and he almost felt like singing as he walked to the nearest post office.
Other than the fact that his head felt like a balloon, floating above all the other people on the street, he was feeling good for the first time in a long time.
Same could not be said about Jung Yunho, a tall business man out on his lunch break picking up a huge pile of his dead father's bills and buying some stamps from the post office. Yunho shuffled through the bills and sighed. Why did he have to take care of every single mess his sorry excuse of a father had left behind?
He had to take care of the company, of his mother and his sister. Yunho hated the job, he hated every single one of their low number of customers, he even hated himself. It had been months since the last time he got layed and Yunho wasn't exactly ugly.
It had been six months since the death of his father, making Yunho's life a living hell. The company was slowly going bankrupt, Yunho didn't have any education about business but there had been no other choice than to succeed his father. He'd spent all his college years dreaming about a career in the arts. How stupid had he been.
Now he had lost all his confidence, almost all of his inheritance money and social life, just because their father had decided to speed home that day. Everyone knew speeding was a suicide in the busy city of Seoul, but Yunho's father had been a jerk.
And now Yunho sat in the post office, trying to decide if he could just burn every single bill and disappear from Korea. He wasn't expecting to see a beautiful blonde young man standing in the line, looking straight at him.
"Hey," the good looking guy said, looking at Yunho and grinned. He was wearing a beanie and a loose sweater, Yunho could see his collar bones peeking out. Is he looking at me? Fuck he's gorgeous.
The blonde man was probably in his early twenties, he had huge eyes and Yunho thought he kind of looked like an alien. He was really delicate as he stepped closer to Yunho, eyeing him from head to toe.
"Hey?" Yunho replied, confused that the beauty was actually talking to him. Yunho was wearing a suit, he felt totally out of place and un-sexy in it but the other man didn't seem to mind. There was also the fact that this man was very obviously gay, Yunho didn't like guys.
"Got any spare stamps? The line's really long and I just need one," the blonde said, sitting next to Yunho. He leaned his elbow against his knee and bit his lip a little trying to look sexy and succeeding. Oh, he just doesn't want to wait in the line.
Jaejoong thought the guy was the most handsome man he'd seen in his life. He had that distressed look in his eyes that made Jaejoong want to hold him and make him forget all his worries. Jaejoong could also tell the guy was built under the suit he wore.
Jaejoong liked his men manly and the tall looking guy was definitely it. He was a perfect wet dream, from the shiny leather shoes to a small mole above his upper lip. Please let him be gay, Jaejoong thought.
"Sure," Yunho replied handing the other guy one he had just bought earlier. The blonde took it, his nails were red and it made Yunho smile a little. What a weird guy.
But then the blonde boy smiled and Yunho's world went upside down, he found himself smiling back. They probably looked really stupid sitting there smiling and staring at each other, but neither did care.
"I have a feeling if I asked you on a date you'd say yes," Jaejoong said, feeling like he couldn't fail at anything that day.
"That would be correct," the answer slipped from Yunho's lips before he even had a chance to really think about it.
"Let me just get this and we're good to go," Jaejoong said, licking the stamp Yunho gave him - making sure Yunho saw his pink tongue wetting the small piece of paper and pressed it to the envelope he was holding.
They couldn't keep their eyes off each other when they left the post office. Jaejoong felt like it was fate.
"I'm actually on my lunch break," Yunho explained when they entered a small coffee shop on the other side of the street, "I have to go back in an hour."
"Skip work. What's your name?" Jaejoong asked, eager to find out more about the other guy when Yunho bought him coffee and a blueberry muffin.
"It's Jung Yunho," he replied, amused by the blonde's demand, "I have to pay for your coffee and now you ask me to skip my duties. You're pretty demanding."
"I'm Kim Jaejoong," the shorter man said grinning, "Wait untill you see me in bed."
They sat down in one of the tables next to a huge window, looking at each other in silence. Weird was an underestimated word to describe Jaejoong. Yunho had never met anyone who was so completely open, honest and careless about other people's opinions. It wasn't common in South Korea to openly admit your abnormal sexuality, especially not to a person you just met.
"So what do you do?" Jaejoong asked taking a sip from his black coffee, never taking his eyes of Yunho.
"I'm the CEO of my family's company," Yunho said, not really wanting to tell Jaejoong anything more about that part of his life but still dropping a fact he rarely shared with other people, "Actually I'm also an art critic. I write to Arts Now magazine. Do you know it?"
"Yes, they reviewed my latest exhibition. They hated it. It wasn't you though," Jaejoong told him happily, "I'm an artist."
"Oh. What do you do?"
"Avant garde. I paint and make installations," Jaejoong informed him feeling a little triumphant, the taller man couldn't be completely straight if he was into arts. Jaejoong thought the way Yunho held his coffee mug was sexy. Yunho wasn't wearing a tie, just a basic black button up shirt inside his black suit jacket and Jaejoong thought it was sexy too.
Everything about the man was screaming sexy to Jaejoong, he really needed to impress the guy somehow.
"Do you want to see my art? I could arrange a private viewing."
"I would love to," Yunho agreed leaning a little closer to the blonde sitting opposite of him, "But I have to be honest, I'm not gay in case you were wondering."
"Oh, I'm not worried about that," Jaejoong said confidently, also leaning a bit closer and touching Yunho's arm.
"What do you mean?"
"I can see the way you're looking at my lips. You want them on your cock, don't you?" the artist claimed, his fingers running from Yunho's arm to his hand, taking a hold of his palm with both hands and playing with the taller man's fingers.
Yunho couldn't believe what the other man was telling him. He was just oozing with sexuality and actually had the nerve to make outspoken suggestions like it was nothing. He couldn't deny it though, the other man had something in him that pulled Yunho in like a moth to the flame.
What the heck, Yunho thought, my life's already boring as fuck, why not spice it up a little.
"You're bad news," Yunho told the young man still playing with his fingers, "But I kind of like it."
"It's always the reserved business men who're actually the kinkiest," Jaejoong blamed him but he had a huge smile on his face, satisfied in Yunho's answer. For some reason Yunho felt like Jaejoong wasn't usually that confident. He looked like a person who had been living alone for a little too long, like an artist who had lost himself in all his creativity.
"Let's be friends," Yunho said, taking Jaejoong's cold hand and squeezing it a little. That made Jaejoong's smile falter a bit, it wasn't the words but the gentle gesture that made Jaejoong's stomach turn and he knew, he was going to fall hard.
They both knew it was love as they exchanged numbers before Yunho had to go. Jaejoong stayed in the coffee shop, waving at Yunho through the window as he watched the younger man go. They had been born in the same year, Jaejoong only a few days earlier than Yunho.
Jaejoong loved the fact that Yunho was a little younger. He also found it fascinating how different their lives were. Jaejoong's bank account balance was almost non-existant, Yunho seemed to have quite a lot of money. After finishing his coffee Jaejoong finally left the coffee shop, memorizing the name of the place in case he and Yunho got together and had to spend their anniversary.
It had been ages since Jaejoong had felt so in love, he tried to recall the last time but couldn't. Was it in high school? Who was the guy? It didn't matter to Jaejoong now, he couldn't stop thinking about Yunho as he made his way to his apartment to clean up the place before Yunho came there.
Yunho still hadn't figured out what was it in the guy that was so charming as he drove to Jaejoong's place after work. It was weird, Yunho wasn't attracted to other men at all, but just the thought about how Jaejoong had looked that day, almost made him hard. There were so many things that popped into Yunho's mind during the day; the way Jaejoong's sleeves were a little too long, the way he covered his mouth with his hand when he laughed, the way he bit his lip when he looked at Yunho.
Work had been a bore like always, but just the thought of the strange blonde had made Yunho smile. Yunho had been organizing some files when he got it. Maybe he was gay after all, he just hadn't met the right person before.
One thing Yunho was certain of was that he was hopelessly falling in love with the artist. It freaked him out a little, Yunho didn't really believe in love at first sight. The future seemed so uncertain, he knew nothing good could come of an affair with Jaejoong. The worries slipped his mind as he knocked on Jaejoong's door and was let in to a messy apartment.
"I tried to clean up, but there was just too much stuff," Jaejoong said when he closed the door after Yunho, "I've had this really creative period and things just got like this..."
"I don't mind it," Yunho told him and looked around the apartment after taking off his jacket and shoes. It was just a one really big room, filled with artwork and a huge matress in the middle of it. He had a fridge and a microwave but no oven, the old gas stove looked a little dangerous to Yunho.
All of Jaejoong's stuff was practically on the floor, his clothes in one pile on top of a cardboard box next to a painting he was clearly working on. Yunho walked to it, the painting was abstract but somehow overly sexual, just like Jaejoong himself.
"You're really talented," Yunho said as he viewed Jaejoong's work, then sitting next to the blonde on the matress.
"Want to get high?" Jaejoong asked, grinning. He was clearly pleased about Yunho's words but didn't dare to ask for more opinions.
"Hell yeah," Yunho smiled and inched a little closer to the older man as he took a small bag of something green from his pocket and rolled a joint. Yunho watched Jaejoong's fingers do it, he was really dexterous with his hands.
Jaejoong lit it, took a few draughts and then gave it to Yunho. It was really strong, Yunho could feel the good sensations quickly spreading through his whole body as he smoked. Handing it back to Jaejoong, Yunho inched even closer and put his chin to Jaejoong's shoulder, smiling so happily Jaejoong though he kind of looked like he lost his mind.
The laughter exploded from Jaejoong's lips, he dropped the joint into an empty beer can beside the matress and then taking Yunho's face into his hands. Yunho was still wearing his suit, he hadn't had time to go home and change but Jaejoong liked him in it. Gently caressing Yunho's face, Jaejoong kissed him.
It was just short and sweet, a plain little peck but it drove Yunho wild. Jaejoong giggled at the face the taller man made when he pulled back so quickly. Both of their eyes were already a little red, Yunho thought it made Jaejoong look a little more human and not so alien like.
Yunho's arms wrapped around Jaejoong's waist and just held him close as they looked into each other's eyes.
"You're amazing," Yunho breathed, not daring to kiss the other man even though he really wanted to.
"You have stubble," Jaejoong stated, giggling like mad when Yunho pushed him onto his back, then laying next to Jaejoong.
"That's not what you're supposed to say," Yunho told him, turning to his side to look at the beautiful young man beside him, then pulling him closer by the waist.
"I'm not what I'm supposed to be," Jaejoong whispered and to Yunho, it was the wisest thing he'd ever heard anyone say. They layed in silence for a short moment but then Yunho kissed him, starting of softly, just pressing his lips against the blonde's.
It was probably because Yunho was high but he didn't care the person he was kissing was another man as Jaejoong's arms wrapped around his neck. Jaejoong opened his lips first, breathing weakly against Yunho's mouth and Yunho knew there could be nothing he wouldn't do for this man and so he kissed Jaejoong hungrily, loving the small whimper Jaejoong emitted when Yunho got on top of him.
The kiss felt like it lasted for hours, Jaejoong couldn't remember if anyone had ever kissed him like that and when they finally stopped to look into each other's eyes again - the room had gotten dark around them. The sounds of traffic could be heard from outside but Yunho and Jaejoong were completely inside their own world.
"I feel like I'm a teenager again," Yunho said, gently taking off Jaejoong's beanie and pulling his finger's through strands of blonde hair.
"Me too," Jaejoong agreed looking at the man on top of him, "You make me feel like my body's on fire."
"That's just the weed," Yunho joked to hide the fact that he felt that way too. Kissing Jaejoong was completely different than kissing any girl, it was like fighting for power in a way. Jaejoong's lips were aggressive, needy and aware of what they wanted. Yunho felt like an ass for not getting it earlier, maybe he really was gay after all.
"It's not the weed," Jaejoong pretended to be angry and shoved Yunho off of him, sat up and took off his sweater. His skin looked even whiter when the lights were off.
"Look at me," Jaejoong said as he lied back down, showing off his half naked body to the other man. Jaejoong took Yunho's hands and put them on his body, slowly moving Yunho's palms against the sculpted muscles of his chest and waist. He had a piercing on his right nipple and bellybutton, the barbels looked shiny and cold against Jaejoong's peachy skin.
Yunho's breath hitched, Jaejoong was absolutely breathtaking.
"Do you think I'm beautiful?" the blonde asked, slowly opening the buttons on his black pants while looking at Yunho with half lidded eyes.
"Yeah," Yunho nodded a little, so mezmerised by the other man he almost couldn't move.
"Really?" Jaejoong bit his lip, clearly knowing how sexy he looked and enjoying Yunho's reaction as he guided Yunho's hands lover to feel his erection through the trousers. It felt a little strange for Yunho to touch another man's arousal like that, but from the way Jaejoong moaned he must have been doing something right.
Jaejoong pulled Yunho back to his lips and then rolled them over. He straddled Yunho's hips and ground his ass against Yunho's front, pleased to notice Yunho was hard too. They kissed again, needier this time and Yunho grabbed Jaejoong's hips as the shorter man sitting on his pelvis started opening Yunho's shirt.
"I remember you talking about your lips on my cock," Yunho smirked when Jaejoong opened the last button.
"I remember you talking about being straight," Jaejoong grinned back but still kissed his way from Yunho's now bare chest to his stomach and abs, then kissing the bulge in Yunho's trousers and opening his pants. Slowly taking Yunho's cock out of his boxers, Jaejoong kissed the tip and nuzzled his cheek against it.
Yunho's cock was perfect in Jaejoong's opinion, it curved a little to the right but it was just the right size and really thick - Jaejoong couldn't wait to feel it ramming against his prostate. Savoring the sour taste of Yunho's pre-cum, Jaejoong licked the head and Yunho groaned.
The taller man was looking at him between his legs, Jaejoong's pink tongue came out to wet his lips and then Yunho's erection was inside Jaejoong's hot mouth. It felt wet and soft as Jaejoong started sucking, Yunho moaned and pressed his head against the mattress.
Damn the guy can suck cock, Yunho though gripping Jaejoong's bleached hair, feeling a little bit jealous when the thought of Jaejoong blowing someone else crossed his mind. Jaejoong seemed to be really into it, Yunho watched as the older man fumbled with his own trousers to get his cock out while taking Yunho's penis deep into his throat.
It turned Yunho on even more when Jaejoong started touching himself, there was a glint of metal - Jaejoong even had his dick pierced.
"Fuck, Jaejoong-ah," Yunho cursed lifting his hips to get deeper into the other man's mouth, Jaejoong moaned against his hardness, his hand stroking himself faster. Yunho grabbed Jaejoong's hair not caring if he hurt the other man and guided his head up and down, forcing him to take all of Yunho.
Suddenly Yunho realized he wasn't gay, there was just something about the blonde man moaning between his legs with Yunho's cock in his mouth Yunho found sexier than anything he'd ever seen. He was just so different, Jaejoong didn't try to be the black sheep among the white ones - he just was.
Yunho could tell Jaejoong really wanted him, maybe even more than Yunho wanted him - if it even was possible. Yunho also could tell Jaejoong loved giving head, he'd only dated girls before and the women never really seemed to truthfully enjoy it but Jaejoong sure did, he was so close to coming just from sucking Yunho's dick. The pubic hair around Yunho's erection was getting wet from Jaejoong's saliva but what really made Yunho come was when Jaejoong looked up at him, his eyes looking big and teary, and scratched Yunho's inner thigh as he sucked.
His orgasm was intense, a groan escaping his lips as Jaejoong swallowed everything hungrily and then Yunho pulled Jaejoong up, kissing the taste of himself from Jaejoong's tongue. Unsurely, Yunho's fingers wrapped around Jaejoong's length, the blonde gasping and sinking his nails into Yunho's shoulders, and started stroking. Jaejoong was like a fucking cat, mewling and writhing like Yunho's touch was the best thing ever, it made Yunho feel more confident in touching the other man. The little metallic piercing was warm like the rest of his body and Yunho made a mental note to take a closer look at it later.
Just like that Jaejoong came, moaning and biting Yunho's lower lip as he rode out his orgasm. The cum felt warm and sticky in Yunho's hand - it wasn't disgusting, just weird but Jaejoong took his hand and licked the palm clean while lying on his back looking at Yunho, basking in the afterglow of his orgasm. Seeing Jaejoong lick his own release from Yunho's hand was obscene but beautiful at the same time, Yunho gave him another kiss to taste the other's orgasm as well.
Jaejoong gave him a reassuring smile, his lips were red and a little bruised, glistering with spit and it made Yunho hard again within seconds.
Soon they were kissing again, Yunho carefully touching Jaejoong's slender frame to get familiar with his body and drowning his loneliness into the older man's embrace. They were both hard but didn't bother to do anything about is as they kissed, finally falling asleep when the sun was already rising above Seoul.