The Truth About Leader Jaebum Part 7 continued
Jaebum wasted no time in coating his fingers with the clear liquid. Taecyeon would have protested if it weren’t for the tongue teasing the head of his cock. Oh God, he’s created a sex monster. As the slick tongue pressed firmly into the slit of his hardness he could feel Jay’s first finger smoothly slide into him, gently past the ring of muscle. When that tongue slide down the throbbing vein of his length the second finger was in and scissoring, and when Jay’s mouth nipped at the space between cock and balls the third finger had joined the other two inside of him to abuse his prostate. Thank you God for giving him a sex monster for a boyfriend.
Taecyeon had been reduced to a withering and groaning giant mass by Jay’s ministrations and the idol leader could not be more pleased with himself. He slipped the condoms on them, lubed himself up, and as Taecyeon had before him; he thrust his entire length into the other man with one fluid movement. Taecyeon’s legs were instantly around the smaller man. He was so worked up he couldn’t wait and moved his first. Jay was surprised but began a steady pace that he quickly sped up when Taecyeon started to praise him.
“Oh Yes! Right there! God!” Taecyeon’s eyes were closed, the sensations too much for him to focus on anything but feeling.
“Look at me.” The demand came out hoarse and oozing with such masculine sexiness that Taecyeon’s eyes flew open and connected with Jay’s. He was smirking over him like in almost everyone of the younger’s wet day dreams. Everything was just like the most perfect fantasy. He leaned up and their lips connected, not even bothering to fight for control of the kiss, Taecyeon enjoyed the massage of tongues. He whined when jay pulled away only to end up mewling as the older man sucked on his bottom lip and began to stroke his cock. Both began to breathe more heavily and their bodies met forcefully with every trust and snap of hip; filling the room with some very pornographic sounds. They came together, the other’s name dancing around the swirls of tongue. Jay collapsed on top of Taecyeon. Feeling completely sated and completely dead. Taecyeon again had to dispose of the condoms and wipe the pair clean.
“Such a good wife.” Jaebum cooed watching Taec from the bed. Taecyeon frowned then winced as he pulled up his boxers, grimacing at the thought of having a tender behind while having to film the next day. Jay latched onto Taecyeon when the larger man slide underneath the blanket Jay had thrown over himself after putting on his own boxer-briefs. He patted Taecyeon’s bum. “Want me to kiss it and make it better.”
Taecyeon slapped at Jay’s hand. “What happened to my sweet, cootie fearing boyfriend?” Jay pouted, and then he smirked as he teasingly ran his fingers along the boxers’ waist band. Taecyeon slapped at his hand again. “Go to sleep you big pervert. You have to be responsible in the morning!” It may have seemed like a scolding but he pulled Jaebum into his arms kissed the elder’s forehead. Jay snuggled closer to give Taec a quick peck on cheek and then buried his face in the tanned chest and fell asleep.
Jaebum opened his eyes slowly, squinting through the sunlight that must have woken him up. He could hear Taecyeon’s steady heart beat beneath him as his head was still resting on the sleeping giant. His sleeping giant. He looked down to admire the tan and firm body with a smile on his face. He then apologetically wiped his drool off of Taec’s chest. Jay looked over to the clock on the small night stand. He should be up in 15 minutes. He frowned. He hated the thought of having to leave the warm cocoon Taecyeon had created around them, but by the clatter coming from outside the bedroom he knew he should get out there and try to contain the chaos. He shimmied out of the blankets and put his sweats back on, only noting a dull pain as he did so and then pulled on one of Taecyeon’s shirts; because he could. He looked back at the sleeping man and decided to let him get some extra rest; it was only fair after he had worn him out just hours ago. He set the alarm back 20 minutes and quietly exited the room.
Jay entered a very noisy kitchen, hoping his confident swagger would hide his almost limp, and was met with three pairs of grouchy eyes, one Junsu sunshine smile and one Junho ‘I feel icky but I’m happy to see you’ half smile. Jaebum himself wore his best inconspicuous ‘I did not just have mind blowing sex -twice’ smile. Nichkhun’s grouchy glare was the first to turn into a smirk.
“Nice shirt hyung.” He sneered into his mug; more bitter about not getting any last night after dressing up like a girl than the warm brown liquid he was drinking.
Chansung snorted as he consumed his bowl of dried cereal. Unable to eat anything else due to his slight hangover. Even in his sleeveless undershirt he felt feverish. Jay patted Chansung’s bare shoulder and even gave it a squeeze as he passed by the seated maknae. Such casual physical affection from their leader left the five other men silent. Nichkhun however had to restrain the moan threatening to escape as Junsu increased the pressure over his hardening length through his sleep pants.
Noticing the absence of a ruckus Jay turned to face his band mates’ dumbfounded questioning stares. He shrugged his shoulders and continued with preparing breakfast for Taecyeon and himself. Uncomfortable with the silence, Jay spoke first.
“How’s the face, Khun?” He leaned against the counter, surveying his best friend. He seemed very unhappy and sullen, even for his evil self.
He grumbled before uttering, “peachy.” Junsu gave Nichkhun’s thigh a firm squeeze underneath the table and away from prying eyes. He was going to have fun teasing his little prince. Jay laughed.
“Don’t tease him hyung. We have filming today and he can’t even wink properly.” Junho whined.
“See, now I thought he would enjoy a break from being used as a wink vending machine.” Jay winked at Khun and the man scrunched but his face in distaste, only to whimper from the pain. Junsu’s hand moved up his thigh and was only making him more frustrated with what happened last night.
“You’re making it worse.” Wooyoung pointed out. With Jay’s glare now directed at him he then cursed himself for bringing his leaders attention to him. He leaned closer to Chansung and gripped the youngest bicep, for possibly the last time.
“I haven’t forgotten about that beating I owe you. Maybe you two can not wink together today.” Wooyoung let at a ‘meep’ and buried his face into the maknae’s back.
“What beating does he owe you? And I thought Khun hyung fell?” Junho was so confused and his hangover only made thinking hurt more than usual. Chansung cooed in Junho’s ear rubbing circles over the sweet man’s back.
Khun sniggered then winced again and mumbled a curse in English under his breath.
Jay sighed and went over to his best friend. He wrapped his arms around the Thai man and gave him a lung crushing bear hug. “I are sowwie Khunnie. Forgives me?” Jay said in his best baby voice and gave Nichkhun a wet kiss on his cheek that he was defenseless against. Nobody said a word. Chansung’s arm froze half way to scooping some of Wooyoung’s rice to his mouth, the other man having loss his appetite after the mention of a pummeling. The large clump of rice fell from his chopsticks. Junsu frowned. He didn’t like the idea of the best friends being so affectionate. Junho smiled at his hyung’s rare aegyo.
“Only if you never do that again.” Khun squirmed out of Jay’s hold and quickly grabbed a napkin form the table to wipe his cheek off. No one saw the small smile he hid under the paper square, satisfied with the results of all his hard work and planning. It was about time Jay was cured. Jealousy, sex and an evil Thai genius can solve every problem.
“I second that.” Taecyeon had somehow ninjaed his way into the kitchen unnoticed. A great feat for a giant. “Nice shirt.” He eyed Jay in t-shirt appreciatively.
“It’s a little big.” Jay shrugged, doing his best to seem nonchalant, but his goofy grin gave him away. Khun noticed the matching limp swagger as Taecyeon and Jay slowly made their way to each other.
Chansung snapped out of shock to salvage the rice in his lap. Junho and Wooyoung frowned at his obsession zest for food. Jaebum and Taecyeon settled against the counter next to each other eating the leaders chocolate cereal and not really wanting to sit down.
“So are we not going to talk about the crazy loud sex you guys had last night?” It was needless to say no one expected that from Junsu. But the singer had said it and Jay and Taec were turning a scorching red. “You are lucky we have IPods and those three were passed out from drinking.”
“We promise to be more quiet next time.” Jay said trying to keep his head up.
“And what about you bunking with our Junho?” Wooyoung thought that bringing the attention away from his hyung might win him kiss ass points with the leader.
“What about your hangover?” Nichkhun felt the sudden urge to defend his boyfriend. Especially since his fingers were drawing deliciously naughty patterns into his inner thigh.
“And what happened with your love confession?” Junho didn’t quite get that they were tossing accusations around.
“It was perfect.” Junsu beamed and the Jun brother began a quick pace conversation resembling chicken clucking. Nichkhun’s head thudded against the table, no longer caring about the condition of his face. What have I just signed on for with Junsu?
Chansung, feeling equally annoyed, pushed himself away from the table. “Well I’m going to get showered and dressed.” Wooyoung tried to follow the youngest out when a very firm tug held him back.
“And where to you think you’re going you little snoop?” Wooyoung peered back to the menacingly smiling leader. Crap. He thrown into a head lock and knew nothing good could come next.
That day while filming for a verity program, Park Jaebum had to explain to the MC that 2pm was going through a rigorous acrobatics training and that all the members were experiencing some draw back from the intense affects on the body. Especially Nichkhun and Wooyoung’s faces.
A/N: I am well aware of the fact that the "intimate" scene was long (and slightly unrealistic), but it was to show that Jay is trying to make up for lost time and all of the missed touches and Taecyeon wants to do as much as they can that night, afraid that Jay will regain his fear of cooties in the morning.