Eternal [One-shot]
Title: Eternal
Length: One-shot
Author: LadyDusk_Raku
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Pairings: YooSu
Summary: He takes a deep breath, taking in the afterglow; the scent of the warm body nestled against him, the absolute beauty surrounding the two of them, the cool breeze that gently brushes his hair. Yoochun thinks, if time were to freeze right now, he definitely wouldn’t mind at all.
A/N: For
tumi18 :D Hope you like. (It's even named after your journal, mwuahaha XD)
-Eternal-
There was the coolest breeze that just barely stirred the palm trees overhead; the sky was bright, clear with hardly a cloud in the sky. The sun beamed high in the sky as it was midday; it’s rays shining directly onto the incredibly clear waters and white, warm sand. It was a paradise only Bora Bora could serve, and he’d missed it’s absolute splendor the first time.
Junsu let out a blissful sigh as the arms around him tugged him closer. He leaned back against the bare chest he knew was as tanned as he was, and closed his eyes. “I still can’t believe you convinced them to give us a vacation. Three weeks in Bora Bora…”
“We needed it,” Yoochun replied, his voice still husky from earlier. “I wanted it…” he murmured, pressing his lips against the soft flesh of Junsu’s neck, right above the shoulder. He felt him shudder; the drunken high effect from their afterglow having yet to fade. The lithe baritenor ‘hmm’ed in response, pulling the large beach towel that covered them, around more comfortably.
Neither of them were ready to dress back into their light clothing that lay only inches away in the sand. For Junsu, it was because everything was so…cozy. Even if the weather was perfectly relaxing and warm, he preferred the soothing warmth that he and Yoochun generated together, gently wrapped up and close. Yoochun was sure that it was because he himself enjoyed the feeling of skin against skin; every time that his lover shifted his legs against his own or moved even the slightest, it was delightful.
If being with Junsu in such a raw, passionate act wasn’t euphoric, the moments after it were certainly bliss.
“You know…” his lover started; a lazy and content whisper that barely carried above the large, surrounding rocks that hid them from sight, “For all the sincere love ballads and sweet melodies we sing, I don’t think we could ever express this sort of feeling with words powerful enough to convey it. …What could?” he questioned thoughtfully.
Yoochun smiled, eyes closed. “Junsu.”
“Hmm…?”
What was it that made Junsu so contemplative after sex? “You talk too much.”
“Wha--?” The nude singer turned his head back to question, only to have Yoochun reach up, cup his cheek, and kiss him with everything he could muster. It was different, somehow even from the passionate, thrilling ones they had shared only earlier amidst love-making on the beach. This one sucked the very breath from him; open without hiding a thing, devoid of any sexual meaning, warm, filling, full of an emotion etched completely on the surface. Nothing less than what he would expect from someone like Yoochun…no, there wasn’t any other like him.
He opened his eyes as the other leaned away, unable to recall when he had closed them, or when he had dropped the towel from around them to turn and wrap his arms around Yoochun. Brown eyes bore seriously into his, and he felt his newly regained breath catch once again.
“Wha…What was that?” Junsu breathed, their faces only inches apart.
Yoochun leaned in so that their foreheads touched, looking down. “Assurance, maybe. I‘m not sure.” he sighed, thankful that Junsu didn‘t interrupt at that. His fingers ran through the short brown locks that were littered with grains of sand; they would undoubtedly be complained about later until they showered. “I want……Can I have this?” he mumbled, closing his eyes again. “Every day; you with me, despite what others may say, despite what it may lead to. I‘m not selfless enough to say that I could easily let you go for your own happiness. I‘m not good with lonely; I was done in from the beginning,” he exhaled.
“Idiot…” Junsu chastised gently, after a moment. “You sound like one of your songs.” Almost. He slid down, reveling in the feeling of their skin touching, until he could tuck his head under Yoochun’s chin and clasp one of his hands. His eyes were starting to feel heavy. He felt, rather than heard his lover click his tongue; acceptance of his silent ‘yes, you can’ as they fell back into the eternal moment.
Yoochun reclined, pulling Junsu down with him and tugging the neglected towel back over their bodies, so that they were lying in the cool shade of the palm trees contentedly. A yawn threatened to surface from him. “Forget a song," he lazily scoffed. "...They aren’t lyrics. These words are only meant for the two of us. No studio, no producers, no brand new single. Just us...” Junsu hummed against his chest, eyes closing.
“That’s good to know. I’d be jealous…if anyone else… heard them…” he murmured. Yoochun tilted his head down to press a kiss against the tired male’s forehead. They could dress and return to the resort later, after a nice, long, nap.
“I love you,” he whispered. Junsu managed to quirk his lips in response, even though he was already falling asleep. His lips parted.
“Sa…rang…”
Yoochun smiled, easily following his partner into a content slumber with paradise as their only witness.
-End-
It was short, but I felt that it came out how it was meant to ^ ^ I felt that it was much more fluff than sexy but, meh :X I don’t think it’s my best, maybe I should have tried another style.
Later, dudes. :D Happy V-day.
Length: One-shot
Author: LadyDusk_Raku
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Pairings: YooSu
Summary: He takes a deep breath, taking in the afterglow; the scent of the warm body nestled against him, the absolute beauty surrounding the two of them, the cool breeze that gently brushes his hair. Yoochun thinks, if time were to freeze right now, he definitely wouldn’t mind at all.
A/N: For
tumi18 :D Hope you like. (It's even named after your journal, mwuahaha XD)
-Eternal-
There was the coolest breeze that just barely stirred the palm trees overhead; the sky was bright, clear with hardly a cloud in the sky. The sun beamed high in the sky as it was midday; it’s rays shining directly onto the incredibly clear waters and white, warm sand. It was a paradise only Bora Bora could serve, and he’d missed it’s absolute splendor the first time.
Junsu let out a blissful sigh as the arms around him tugged him closer. He leaned back against the bare chest he knew was as tanned as he was, and closed his eyes. “I still can’t believe you convinced them to give us a vacation. Three weeks in Bora Bora…”
“We needed it,” Yoochun replied, his voice still husky from earlier. “I wanted it…” he murmured, pressing his lips against the soft flesh of Junsu’s neck, right above the shoulder. He felt him shudder; the drunken high effect from their afterglow having yet to fade. The lithe baritenor ‘hmm’ed in response, pulling the large beach towel that covered them, around more comfortably.
Neither of them were ready to dress back into their light clothing that lay only inches away in the sand. For Junsu, it was because everything was so…cozy. Even if the weather was perfectly relaxing and warm, he preferred the soothing warmth that he and Yoochun generated together, gently wrapped up and close. Yoochun was sure that it was because he himself enjoyed the feeling of skin against skin; every time that his lover shifted his legs against his own or moved even the slightest, it was delightful.
If being with Junsu in such a raw, passionate act wasn’t euphoric, the moments after it were certainly bliss.
“You know…” his lover started; a lazy and content whisper that barely carried above the large, surrounding rocks that hid them from sight, “For all the sincere love ballads and sweet melodies we sing, I don’t think we could ever express this sort of feeling with words powerful enough to convey it. …What could?” he questioned thoughtfully.
Yoochun smiled, eyes closed. “Junsu.”
“Hmm…?”
What was it that made Junsu so contemplative after sex? “You talk too much.”
“Wha--?” The nude singer turned his head back to question, only to have Yoochun reach up, cup his cheek, and kiss him with everything he could muster. It was different, somehow even from the passionate, thrilling ones they had shared only earlier amidst love-making on the beach. This one sucked the very breath from him; open without hiding a thing, devoid of any sexual meaning, warm, filling, full of an emotion etched completely on the surface. Nothing less than what he would expect from someone like Yoochun…no, there wasn’t any other like him.
He opened his eyes as the other leaned away, unable to recall when he had closed them, or when he had dropped the towel from around them to turn and wrap his arms around Yoochun. Brown eyes bore seriously into his, and he felt his newly regained breath catch once again.
“Wha…What was that?” Junsu breathed, their faces only inches apart.
Yoochun leaned in so that their foreheads touched, looking down. “Assurance, maybe. I‘m not sure.” he sighed, thankful that Junsu didn‘t interrupt at that. His fingers ran through the short brown locks that were littered with grains of sand; they would undoubtedly be complained about later until they showered. “I want……Can I have this?” he mumbled, closing his eyes again. “Every day; you with me, despite what others may say, despite what it may lead to. I‘m not selfless enough to say that I could easily let you go for your own happiness. I‘m not good with lonely; I was done in from the beginning,” he exhaled.
“Idiot…” Junsu chastised gently, after a moment. “You sound like one of your songs.” Almost. He slid down, reveling in the feeling of their skin touching, until he could tuck his head under Yoochun’s chin and clasp one of his hands. His eyes were starting to feel heavy. He felt, rather than heard his lover click his tongue; acceptance of his silent ‘yes, you can’ as they fell back into the eternal moment.
Yoochun reclined, pulling Junsu down with him and tugging the neglected towel back over their bodies, so that they were lying in the cool shade of the palm trees contentedly. A yawn threatened to surface from him. “Forget a song," he lazily scoffed. "...They aren’t lyrics. These words are only meant for the two of us. No studio, no producers, no brand new single. Just us...” Junsu hummed against his chest, eyes closing.
“That’s good to know. I’d be jealous…if anyone else… heard them…” he murmured. Yoochun tilted his head down to press a kiss against the tired male’s forehead. They could dress and return to the resort later, after a nice, long, nap.
“I love you,” he whispered. Junsu managed to quirk his lips in response, even though he was already falling asleep. His lips parted.
“Sa…rang…”
Yoochun smiled, easily following his partner into a content slumber with paradise as their only witness.
-End-
It was short, but I felt that it came out how it was meant to ^ ^ I felt that it was much more fluff than sexy but, meh :X I don’t think it’s my best, maybe I should have tried another style.
Later, dudes. :D Happy V-day.