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I bring Love!!! Of the arty kind!! :D
Jaehomin love to be precise.
Its something i drew the other night to cure boredom.
Its also the first thing ive drawn in AGES.
It's not brilliant but I thought I'd share it with you anyway.
I'll put it under a cut because its STUPIDLY huge.
It actually also goes with a fic I wrote.
ALSO of the Jaehomin kind....which is under the next cut :D
Submission
The first thing Jaejoong noticed as he unlocked the front door to the Dong Bang household, was the lack of activity from within, there was no light streaming through from the lounge area from the various video games Yoochun liked to play, sprawled awkwardly across the flooring as he shot enemies, raced mushrooms or collected coins, depending on what his current mood was that evening. Kicking his shoes off in the doorway, Jaejoong was hard pressed not to trip over the step as he tried to clamour up into the house without re-damaging his leg.
“Yoochun-ah?” Jaejoong called, voice not raising above a loud whisper in case the other members were dozing, or busy. “Junsu-yah, Yunho-yah, Changmin-ah?” he added as he realised there was no Maknae tottering round in the kitchen area trying to hunt for food till he returned home to cook him something, complaining he was about to waste away if he didn't get at least three servings of kimchi.
No high pitched eukyangkyang laugh echoing around the house as Junsu laughed at something only he seemed to find amusing, or at least that amusing. No leader strolling around being his brooding, macho self, radiating authority and control. Swallowing slightly, Jaejoong licked his lips nervously before he slowly slid his fingers along the wall, seeking out the tell tale ridge of the light switch box, his fingers reached their destination shortly, as he lifted his forefinger to press down on the mechanism.
“I wouldn't do that if I were you Hyung.”
Letting a extremely high pitched yelp escape his lips, Jaejoong jumped in shock at the voice, spinning on his heel, socks sliding on the wood flooring as he tried to find the voice's owner in the gloom.
“W-What?” he breathed, pressing back against the wall as he tried to regain his balance, yelping once again as the voice spoke again, much closer this time.
“I said, I wouldn't turn the light on if I were you.”
After hearing it for the second time, Jaejoong was convinced the shadows were concealing the Maknae, his typical tones evident in the darkness when he had nothing but a voice to base his identification on.
“Changmin-ah? W-What a-” Jaejoong questioned standing up straight once more, regretting it almost instantly as a pair of strong, toned arms slid around his slender waist, hands clamping against his hips as hot puffs of breath danced across the skin on his neck, the actions cutting his words off mid sentence, a shiver running down his spine.
“Because I said so.” Changmin purred, before his tongue poked out to lap intricately at the soft pulse point on the elders neck, suckling gently at the sensitive spot behind Jaejoong's ear, before he bit down, extracting another surprised yelp from the oldest member.
Jaejoong gasped as Changmin pulled him flush against his front, teeth sinking further into his neck as if to break through, ignoring the squirms and wriggles of the elder. Before he could comprehend what was happening, Jaejoong grabbed by the wrist and pulled roughly down the hallway, unsure of what was going on and how on earth Changmin could so swiftly direct himself in the thick gloom.
“Ch-Changmin-ah, W-” Jaejoong tried once again, before his words were once again cut off as Changmin span the elder and slammed his back into the wall, the cold sinking into his spine informing him they were in the kitchen, Changmin soon following as he pushed his Hyung up the tiles, hands pinning the small frame in place as he swooped down to capture the soft lips between his own, muffling any sounds of protest from the elder.
Jaejoong increased his attempts to escape the vice like grip of the youngest member, head swimming from where he'd smacked it against the tiles, wondering just what had gotten into the Maknae, before his shuddered as Changmin's tongue swept across his lips, prodding at the seam of his own, yet he refused to open his mouth, ignoring the heated hardness pressing against his hipbone.
“Jaejoong Hyung. Stop fighting. You want this.” Changmin hissed, voice heavy against the elders ear as he cupped him through his tight jeans, tightening his hold, applying pressure in just the right way to make the lead singer's breath hitch, body tremble slightly before he continued his attempts to get away. “Stop it.” Changmin repeated, this time however, his voice dropping into a low growl.
“Ch-Changmin-ah, let go, why are you doing this?” Jaejoong gasped, eyes stinging as the Maknae's death grip slowly cut off the circulation to his arms, he couldn't deny that he wasn't remotely attracted to the youngest member of the group, but he was attracted to something in all of his dongsaengs, but that didn't mean he wanted to sleep with all four of them. “Let go, please.” yet as he spoke, he could feel his body responding the the taller male, heat coursing through his veins, blood rushing to his groin leaving his head light headed and fuzzy as he blinked at the darkness.
Changmin however, chose to ignore his Hyung's pleadings and instead once again latched onto the elders throat, tugging sporadically at the soft skin, alternating between bites and licks as he marked the elder as his, despite his apparent dislike of that fact. Fingers of his right hand deftly disappearing up the thin cotton of Jaejoong's shirt to toy with the bar in his right nipple, his left sliding down the toned frame and beneath the waistband of his jeans and boxers.
“Do you really want me to let go?” Changmin smirked against the lead singer's jugular, fingers curling around the semi-hard length, coaxing it into full hardness as he started to stroke the heated skin, drawing a moan, the only positive sound the elder had emitted, from his plump lips.
“Y-Yes.” Jaejoong breathed, despite the fact his head was now thrown back against the tiles, bottom lip clenched between his front teeth as he tried to hide his moans.
“Liar.” Changmin retorted, smirked widening as he pressed even closer, grinding down against the smaller male as his hands ripped the shirt from his body, buttons popping across the flooring somewhere if the clattering was anything to go by, Changmin's body moving in time with Jaejoong's gasps as he wrapped his lips around the cold metal through his nipple, suckling lightly before racking his teeth across the sensitive bud.
“Ah~” Jaejoong keened, hands instinctively rising to grip at the Maknae's hair and shoulder, noting briefly the Maknae was topless, head dropping backwards, too focused on the feel of that hot, wet muscle circling his piercing to realise his head didn't hit the tiles, or anything for that matter as it lolled backwards, his neck feeling like it was made of rubber.
“That's better.” Changmin murmured against the pale torso, before standing back up straight as Jaejoong screamed, as another pair of arms wrapped around his waist, tugging harshly at his belt buckle. “Calm down Hyung.”
“Wh-Who-” Jaejoong stammered, hands clutching at Changmin's bare shoulders unable to finish his sentence as his fly was pulled open.
“It's only Yunho Hyung.” Changmin stated, giggling slightly, the sound seeming quite impish to the confused male in the middle. “Seems he couldn't control himself.”
Yunho just smirked knowing full well neither male could really see it, but knowing Changmin would be able to interpret the silence accordingly. Yunho had agreed with Changmin that the elder was in some shape or form attracted to them all, all they needed to do was mould it to their satisfaction, as well as keep him away from the Yoosu pair, they weren't mature enough to have Jaejoong, and were more or less wrapped up in each other to notice any different. Jaejoong was always the member that had fascinated his sexual curiosity and when they had agreed to form some sort of plan, Yunho had agreed that Changmin would put it into action, the Maknae wasn't a genius for anything and they also suspected Jaejoong would be more willing if the youngster used his charms on the lead singer. However, poised in the darkness listening to the soft pleas, light gasps, movements and moans from across the gloom, Yunho had found his body responding, no longer content with his constant strokes.
“B-But. Ah~ Changmin-ah....what's go-ugh-ing on?” Jaejoong exclaimed, his body reacting and arching as Yunho licked a stripe across his scapula and up towards his ear lobe, which he promptly bit down against, hands pulling down the elders fly, pushing the denim down to rest precariously on his hips as he rubbed his clothed erection against the swell of Jaejoong's behind.
“Were making you ours.” Changmin replied, from somewhere down by Jaejoong's hip, breath hot against the dampening cotton of the elders boxers that peaked out over the lowered denim.
“You belong to us and no one else.” Yunho put in, voice thick against the oldest members ear. “For now and forever.” he added paying attention to Jaejoong's now neglected chest, finger's caressing circles around the rosy nubs as he panted against the lead singer's ear. “Submit to us.”
And then the pair had pulled away, hot breath disappearing, exposing the elder to the harsh cold temperature the kitchen always seemed to hold, skin tingling from kisses and caresses, mind fogged, barely able to suppress the keening noise escaping his throat. His brain was ready to implode, his senses screaming at him as he tried to form some acceptable form of answer. If he said yes, what would he be agreeing to? Could he live with it? Sure he loved his members, admittedly he was closer to the two surrounding him, but could he love them that way?
As he was busy contemplating, a sharp click suddenly echoed around his ears, light suddenly flooding the room causing him to cover his eyes in shock at the sudden change, just able to make out the sight of Changmin stood before him, eyes wide, glinting with lust, toned chest bare and glistening, evident bulge in the front of his Jeans as he kept his gaze locked on Jaejoong. Then Yunho was stood beside him, very much the same, glistening torso, tented sweat pants, eyes burning into his soul and Jaejoong found the answer.
“Y-Yes.” he murmured, his answer not making much sense in correspondence to the question, yet the pair seemed to accept his words as they moved forward, Jaejoong suddenly finding his heart rate picking up even more as he was able to watch the pairs every move.
Changmin smirked as he moved, sliding around behind Jaejoong to tug the sleeves of his shirt away, tossing the material over his shoulder before pulling the elder flush against him, a moan escaping his own lips as his clothed groin pressed against the fine ass, hands coming round to attack the lead singer's chest, clasping the left wrist between the fingers of his own, holding it up out of harms way, the other coming up to caress at the soft nub of Jaejoong's none pierced nipple, using his larger frame to shift the elder forward slightly towards Yunho.
Jaejoong gasped at the feel of the hardness pressed against him, his hips bucking backwards slightly of their own accord as he panted, throat closing slightly as Yunho tilted his head up to look at him, his own hand coming to grasp at the leader's shoulder for support as Changmin's teeth sank into his neck, the same time as Yunho's large mouth fused against his own. Tongues duelled as fingers carved red lines into skin, the three of them caught up in the moment as Changmin quickly pushed Jaejoong's Jeans down, allowing them to pool around his ankles before doing the same to his boxers, fingers curling around the oldest members length, setting a fast pace as he peppered kisses and bite marks across Jaejoong's shoulder blades.
Stepping backwards, Yunho licked his lips at the sight before him, Jaejoong's head lolling, moans tumbling from his lips as Changmin set about marking him, wrist held securely behind him, anchoring him in place as the Maknae's other hand continued to toy with Jaejoong's erection, the leader stripping off, hand straying to his own member, before resisting, moving round to rid Changmin of his own remaining clothes.
Soon the three of them were naked, free flesh rubbing against each other, gasps and moans of each other's names dripping from their lips as Changmin removed his hand from around Jaejoong's length, fingers sliding, slick with pre-cum to caress gently at the cleft between the elders butt cheeks, circling slightly before carefully pressing one finger into him, Yunho taking up Changmin's old job as Jaejoong screamed.
Changmin grunted against Jaejoong's ear, deftly sliding a second finger inside as he moaned at the tightness around his fingers, having to force himself to not think of what that wonderful pressure will feel like around his length as he buried himself in the older male.
“Hy-Hyung.” Changmin panted, eyes flickering to Yunho was now marking the elders chest with bites of his own, lips upturned against the ivory skin at the soft keening noises slipping from Jaejoong's lips. “my pocket.”
Reaching out blindly, Yunho pulled Changmin's jeans towards him, hand disappearing into the pockets as he searched for what Changmin wanted, frowning at the small folded bits of paper, old can ring-pulls and sweet wrappers he found, before striking gold the final time as he pulled the tube of lube from the back pocket, thinking absent-mindedly that Changmin really was the group's genius after all.
Now working 4 fingers into the older male, Changmin twist his wrist slightly, searching for the small bundle of nerves that would send Jaejoong into a quivering mess, trying not to buckle himself as Yunho moved around him, lube ready before he squirted some into his hand, stroking Changmin's member a few times to coat him in lube before adding his own fingers into the eldest. The resultant scream causing Changmin to wince slightly, before he smirked in triumph as Jaejoong let out a strangled moan, hips bucking backwards wildly.
“Oh, shit. Ch-Chang....Do that again.” Jaejoong moaned, words tumbling from his lips as Yunho moved around them once again, and hoisted himself up onto the kitchen table, legs spread apart, hanging over the edge as he watched the pair, idly stroking himself as Changmin repeatedly attacked that small bundle of nerves, the fervour of Jaejoong's screams increasing with every thrust. “H-Hurry up...God...please.” Jaejoong panted, head dropping forward once again as Changmin complied with a small chuckle, eagerly pushing forward as Jaejoong whined at the sudden empty feeling.
In one swift movement, Changmin buried himself to the hilt inside the eldest member, a long, low moan erupting from him as the tightness engulfed him, Jaejoong now bent further as Changmin braced himself against the wall, allowing the elder to get used to the stretch, whilst watching as Jaejoong lifted his head slightly, Changmin's sudden movement having shifted the smallest male forward slightly, making him now within reaching distance of Yunho's member.
“Fu...Hyung.” Changmin breathed, bending forward to lick at the small beads of sweat appearing across the elders back, eyes snapping upwards at the loud moan Yunho sent towards the ceiling, just in time to see Jaejoong smirk himself before sucking more of the leader's length into his mouth, cheeks hollowing as he did so.
Taking this as good a cue as any, Changmin slowly pulled back, making sure Jaejoong could feel every little small motion, before he thrust forward once more, the speed pushing Jaejoong further, resulting in Yunho yelling out as his length slid further down the lead singer's throat, fingers curling into the soft locks of hair trying to force his legs to remain where they are and not crush the eldest male with them.
They continued like this for some time, Changmin's thrusts getting more and more sporadic as he neared the end of his control, hips slapping loudly against Jaejoong's paler skin as Yunho shivered against the kitchen table, the leader having fallen back at some point, body now sprawled shamelessly across the woodwork as Jaejoong's head bobbed up and down, moaning against the leader's skin as Changmin repeatedly abused his prostate, one of his hands clinging to the leader's thighs to provide him with some support, the other wrapped around his own length as he stroked in time with the Maknae's thrusts.
“Ah~ Jaejoong Hyung. I'm...” Yunho gasped fingers clenching into the oldest male's hair once more, before crying out as Jaejoong proceeded to deep throat him, fingers clutching at his inner thigh as he moaned his own approaching orgasm.
The tightening around Changmin's length was almost too much for the Maknae to bare, his energy draining as he used all his remaining strength to drive Jaejoong to completion, eyes blackening as everything swam away, leaving only himself and his two Hyungs caught in a race to see who could finish who off first.
The answer to that was Jaejoong, the stimulus from both ends proving too much for the lead singer as he moaned around Yunho, a mixed garble of both their names, voice rising in pitch as he came over his hand setting off a chain reaction, teeth grazing along the sensitive skin of the leader's length causing him to scream Jaejoong's name as he came, Jaejoong hastily swallowing as the heated essence hit his throat, and at the same time Changmin gasped as Jaejoong's alright tight passage clamped around him, ripping his own moan from his lips as he buried himself inside the lead singer once more and came himself.
Dropping back against the table top with a thud, Yunho panted heavily to try and drag air into his lungs, noting wearily that the other two weren't visible any more. Rolling onto his side, Yunho laughed breathlessly as he spotted Jaejoong sprawled face down against the kitchen floor, Changmin behind him, the only thing preventing him from crushing the smaller male being shaking forearms as he'd managed to catch himself before doing so.
“I hope you realise...”Jaejoong panted, voice muffled as he remained facing the tiles, moaning slightly as Changmin slipped from him and turned to collapse beside him on his back, The pair of them now gazing droopy eyed and curious at the elder. “...I'm not always going to be this submissive.” he added, a small glint appearing in his steel eyes, a smutty laugh erupting from atop the table as Changmin merely smirked.
“I certainly hope not.”
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Fail? Yes/Yes?
Jaehomin love to be precise.
Its something i drew the other night to cure boredom.
Its also the first thing ive drawn in AGES.
It's not brilliant but I thought I'd share it with you anyway.
I'll put it under a cut because its STUPIDLY huge.
It actually also goes with a fic I wrote.
ALSO of the Jaehomin kind....which is under the next cut :D
Submission
The first thing Jaejoong noticed as he unlocked the front door to the Dong Bang household, was the lack of activity from within, there was no light streaming through from the lounge area from the various video games Yoochun liked to play, sprawled awkwardly across the flooring as he shot enemies, raced mushrooms or collected coins, depending on what his current mood was that evening. Kicking his shoes off in the doorway, Jaejoong was hard pressed not to trip over the step as he tried to clamour up into the house without re-damaging his leg.
“Yoochun-ah?” Jaejoong called, voice not raising above a loud whisper in case the other members were dozing, or busy. “Junsu-yah, Yunho-yah, Changmin-ah?” he added as he realised there was no Maknae tottering round in the kitchen area trying to hunt for food till he returned home to cook him something, complaining he was about to waste away if he didn't get at least three servings of kimchi.
No high pitched eukyangkyang laugh echoing around the house as Junsu laughed at something only he seemed to find amusing, or at least that amusing. No leader strolling around being his brooding, macho self, radiating authority and control. Swallowing slightly, Jaejoong licked his lips nervously before he slowly slid his fingers along the wall, seeking out the tell tale ridge of the light switch box, his fingers reached their destination shortly, as he lifted his forefinger to press down on the mechanism.
“I wouldn't do that if I were you Hyung.”
Letting a extremely high pitched yelp escape his lips, Jaejoong jumped in shock at the voice, spinning on his heel, socks sliding on the wood flooring as he tried to find the voice's owner in the gloom.
“W-What?” he breathed, pressing back against the wall as he tried to regain his balance, yelping once again as the voice spoke again, much closer this time.
“I said, I wouldn't turn the light on if I were you.”
After hearing it for the second time, Jaejoong was convinced the shadows were concealing the Maknae, his typical tones evident in the darkness when he had nothing but a voice to base his identification on.
“Changmin-ah? W-What a-” Jaejoong questioned standing up straight once more, regretting it almost instantly as a pair of strong, toned arms slid around his slender waist, hands clamping against his hips as hot puffs of breath danced across the skin on his neck, the actions cutting his words off mid sentence, a shiver running down his spine.
“Because I said so.” Changmin purred, before his tongue poked out to lap intricately at the soft pulse point on the elders neck, suckling gently at the sensitive spot behind Jaejoong's ear, before he bit down, extracting another surprised yelp from the oldest member.
Jaejoong gasped as Changmin pulled him flush against his front, teeth sinking further into his neck as if to break through, ignoring the squirms and wriggles of the elder. Before he could comprehend what was happening, Jaejoong grabbed by the wrist and pulled roughly down the hallway, unsure of what was going on and how on earth Changmin could so swiftly direct himself in the thick gloom.
“Ch-Changmin-ah, W-” Jaejoong tried once again, before his words were once again cut off as Changmin span the elder and slammed his back into the wall, the cold sinking into his spine informing him they were in the kitchen, Changmin soon following as he pushed his Hyung up the tiles, hands pinning the small frame in place as he swooped down to capture the soft lips between his own, muffling any sounds of protest from the elder.
Jaejoong increased his attempts to escape the vice like grip of the youngest member, head swimming from where he'd smacked it against the tiles, wondering just what had gotten into the Maknae, before his shuddered as Changmin's tongue swept across his lips, prodding at the seam of his own, yet he refused to open his mouth, ignoring the heated hardness pressing against his hipbone.
“Jaejoong Hyung. Stop fighting. You want this.” Changmin hissed, voice heavy against the elders ear as he cupped him through his tight jeans, tightening his hold, applying pressure in just the right way to make the lead singer's breath hitch, body tremble slightly before he continued his attempts to get away. “Stop it.” Changmin repeated, this time however, his voice dropping into a low growl.
“Ch-Changmin-ah, let go, why are you doing this?” Jaejoong gasped, eyes stinging as the Maknae's death grip slowly cut off the circulation to his arms, he couldn't deny that he wasn't remotely attracted to the youngest member of the group, but he was attracted to something in all of his dongsaengs, but that didn't mean he wanted to sleep with all four of them. “Let go, please.” yet as he spoke, he could feel his body responding the the taller male, heat coursing through his veins, blood rushing to his groin leaving his head light headed and fuzzy as he blinked at the darkness.
Changmin however, chose to ignore his Hyung's pleadings and instead once again latched onto the elders throat, tugging sporadically at the soft skin, alternating between bites and licks as he marked the elder as his, despite his apparent dislike of that fact. Fingers of his right hand deftly disappearing up the thin cotton of Jaejoong's shirt to toy with the bar in his right nipple, his left sliding down the toned frame and beneath the waistband of his jeans and boxers.
“Do you really want me to let go?” Changmin smirked against the lead singer's jugular, fingers curling around the semi-hard length, coaxing it into full hardness as he started to stroke the heated skin, drawing a moan, the only positive sound the elder had emitted, from his plump lips.
“Y-Yes.” Jaejoong breathed, despite the fact his head was now thrown back against the tiles, bottom lip clenched between his front teeth as he tried to hide his moans.
“Liar.” Changmin retorted, smirked widening as he pressed even closer, grinding down against the smaller male as his hands ripped the shirt from his body, buttons popping across the flooring somewhere if the clattering was anything to go by, Changmin's body moving in time with Jaejoong's gasps as he wrapped his lips around the cold metal through his nipple, suckling lightly before racking his teeth across the sensitive bud.
“Ah~” Jaejoong keened, hands instinctively rising to grip at the Maknae's hair and shoulder, noting briefly the Maknae was topless, head dropping backwards, too focused on the feel of that hot, wet muscle circling his piercing to realise his head didn't hit the tiles, or anything for that matter as it lolled backwards, his neck feeling like it was made of rubber.
“That's better.” Changmin murmured against the pale torso, before standing back up straight as Jaejoong screamed, as another pair of arms wrapped around his waist, tugging harshly at his belt buckle. “Calm down Hyung.”
“Wh-Who-” Jaejoong stammered, hands clutching at Changmin's bare shoulders unable to finish his sentence as his fly was pulled open.
“It's only Yunho Hyung.” Changmin stated, giggling slightly, the sound seeming quite impish to the confused male in the middle. “Seems he couldn't control himself.”
Yunho just smirked knowing full well neither male could really see it, but knowing Changmin would be able to interpret the silence accordingly. Yunho had agreed with Changmin that the elder was in some shape or form attracted to them all, all they needed to do was mould it to their satisfaction, as well as keep him away from the Yoosu pair, they weren't mature enough to have Jaejoong, and were more or less wrapped up in each other to notice any different. Jaejoong was always the member that had fascinated his sexual curiosity and when they had agreed to form some sort of plan, Yunho had agreed that Changmin would put it into action, the Maknae wasn't a genius for anything and they also suspected Jaejoong would be more willing if the youngster used his charms on the lead singer. However, poised in the darkness listening to the soft pleas, light gasps, movements and moans from across the gloom, Yunho had found his body responding, no longer content with his constant strokes.
“B-But. Ah~ Changmin-ah....what's go-ugh-ing on?” Jaejoong exclaimed, his body reacting and arching as Yunho licked a stripe across his scapula and up towards his ear lobe, which he promptly bit down against, hands pulling down the elders fly, pushing the denim down to rest precariously on his hips as he rubbed his clothed erection against the swell of Jaejoong's behind.
“Were making you ours.” Changmin replied, from somewhere down by Jaejoong's hip, breath hot against the dampening cotton of the elders boxers that peaked out over the lowered denim.
“You belong to us and no one else.” Yunho put in, voice thick against the oldest members ear. “For now and forever.” he added paying attention to Jaejoong's now neglected chest, finger's caressing circles around the rosy nubs as he panted against the lead singer's ear. “Submit to us.”
And then the pair had pulled away, hot breath disappearing, exposing the elder to the harsh cold temperature the kitchen always seemed to hold, skin tingling from kisses and caresses, mind fogged, barely able to suppress the keening noise escaping his throat. His brain was ready to implode, his senses screaming at him as he tried to form some acceptable form of answer. If he said yes, what would he be agreeing to? Could he live with it? Sure he loved his members, admittedly he was closer to the two surrounding him, but could he love them that way?
As he was busy contemplating, a sharp click suddenly echoed around his ears, light suddenly flooding the room causing him to cover his eyes in shock at the sudden change, just able to make out the sight of Changmin stood before him, eyes wide, glinting with lust, toned chest bare and glistening, evident bulge in the front of his Jeans as he kept his gaze locked on Jaejoong. Then Yunho was stood beside him, very much the same, glistening torso, tented sweat pants, eyes burning into his soul and Jaejoong found the answer.
“Y-Yes.” he murmured, his answer not making much sense in correspondence to the question, yet the pair seemed to accept his words as they moved forward, Jaejoong suddenly finding his heart rate picking up even more as he was able to watch the pairs every move.
Changmin smirked as he moved, sliding around behind Jaejoong to tug the sleeves of his shirt away, tossing the material over his shoulder before pulling the elder flush against him, a moan escaping his own lips as his clothed groin pressed against the fine ass, hands coming round to attack the lead singer's chest, clasping the left wrist between the fingers of his own, holding it up out of harms way, the other coming up to caress at the soft nub of Jaejoong's none pierced nipple, using his larger frame to shift the elder forward slightly towards Yunho.
Jaejoong gasped at the feel of the hardness pressed against him, his hips bucking backwards slightly of their own accord as he panted, throat closing slightly as Yunho tilted his head up to look at him, his own hand coming to grasp at the leader's shoulder for support as Changmin's teeth sank into his neck, the same time as Yunho's large mouth fused against his own. Tongues duelled as fingers carved red lines into skin, the three of them caught up in the moment as Changmin quickly pushed Jaejoong's Jeans down, allowing them to pool around his ankles before doing the same to his boxers, fingers curling around the oldest members length, setting a fast pace as he peppered kisses and bite marks across Jaejoong's shoulder blades.
Stepping backwards, Yunho licked his lips at the sight before him, Jaejoong's head lolling, moans tumbling from his lips as Changmin set about marking him, wrist held securely behind him, anchoring him in place as the Maknae's other hand continued to toy with Jaejoong's erection, the leader stripping off, hand straying to his own member, before resisting, moving round to rid Changmin of his own remaining clothes.
Soon the three of them were naked, free flesh rubbing against each other, gasps and moans of each other's names dripping from their lips as Changmin removed his hand from around Jaejoong's length, fingers sliding, slick with pre-cum to caress gently at the cleft between the elders butt cheeks, circling slightly before carefully pressing one finger into him, Yunho taking up Changmin's old job as Jaejoong screamed.
Changmin grunted against Jaejoong's ear, deftly sliding a second finger inside as he moaned at the tightness around his fingers, having to force himself to not think of what that wonderful pressure will feel like around his length as he buried himself in the older male.
“Hy-Hyung.” Changmin panted, eyes flickering to Yunho was now marking the elders chest with bites of his own, lips upturned against the ivory skin at the soft keening noises slipping from Jaejoong's lips. “my pocket.”
Reaching out blindly, Yunho pulled Changmin's jeans towards him, hand disappearing into the pockets as he searched for what Changmin wanted, frowning at the small folded bits of paper, old can ring-pulls and sweet wrappers he found, before striking gold the final time as he pulled the tube of lube from the back pocket, thinking absent-mindedly that Changmin really was the group's genius after all.
Now working 4 fingers into the older male, Changmin twist his wrist slightly, searching for the small bundle of nerves that would send Jaejoong into a quivering mess, trying not to buckle himself as Yunho moved around him, lube ready before he squirted some into his hand, stroking Changmin's member a few times to coat him in lube before adding his own fingers into the eldest. The resultant scream causing Changmin to wince slightly, before he smirked in triumph as Jaejoong let out a strangled moan, hips bucking backwards wildly.
“Oh, shit. Ch-Chang....Do that again.” Jaejoong moaned, words tumbling from his lips as Yunho moved around them once again, and hoisted himself up onto the kitchen table, legs spread apart, hanging over the edge as he watched the pair, idly stroking himself as Changmin repeatedly attacked that small bundle of nerves, the fervour of Jaejoong's screams increasing with every thrust. “H-Hurry up...God...please.” Jaejoong panted, head dropping forward once again as Changmin complied with a small chuckle, eagerly pushing forward as Jaejoong whined at the sudden empty feeling.
In one swift movement, Changmin buried himself to the hilt inside the eldest member, a long, low moan erupting from him as the tightness engulfed him, Jaejoong now bent further as Changmin braced himself against the wall, allowing the elder to get used to the stretch, whilst watching as Jaejoong lifted his head slightly, Changmin's sudden movement having shifted the smallest male forward slightly, making him now within reaching distance of Yunho's member.
“Fu...Hyung.” Changmin breathed, bending forward to lick at the small beads of sweat appearing across the elders back, eyes snapping upwards at the loud moan Yunho sent towards the ceiling, just in time to see Jaejoong smirk himself before sucking more of the leader's length into his mouth, cheeks hollowing as he did so.
Taking this as good a cue as any, Changmin slowly pulled back, making sure Jaejoong could feel every little small motion, before he thrust forward once more, the speed pushing Jaejoong further, resulting in Yunho yelling out as his length slid further down the lead singer's throat, fingers curling into the soft locks of hair trying to force his legs to remain where they are and not crush the eldest male with them.
They continued like this for some time, Changmin's thrusts getting more and more sporadic as he neared the end of his control, hips slapping loudly against Jaejoong's paler skin as Yunho shivered against the kitchen table, the leader having fallen back at some point, body now sprawled shamelessly across the woodwork as Jaejoong's head bobbed up and down, moaning against the leader's skin as Changmin repeatedly abused his prostate, one of his hands clinging to the leader's thighs to provide him with some support, the other wrapped around his own length as he stroked in time with the Maknae's thrusts.
“Ah~ Jaejoong Hyung. I'm...” Yunho gasped fingers clenching into the oldest male's hair once more, before crying out as Jaejoong proceeded to deep throat him, fingers clutching at his inner thigh as he moaned his own approaching orgasm.
The tightening around Changmin's length was almost too much for the Maknae to bare, his energy draining as he used all his remaining strength to drive Jaejoong to completion, eyes blackening as everything swam away, leaving only himself and his two Hyungs caught in a race to see who could finish who off first.
The answer to that was Jaejoong, the stimulus from both ends proving too much for the lead singer as he moaned around Yunho, a mixed garble of both their names, voice rising in pitch as he came over his hand setting off a chain reaction, teeth grazing along the sensitive skin of the leader's length causing him to scream Jaejoong's name as he came, Jaejoong hastily swallowing as the heated essence hit his throat, and at the same time Changmin gasped as Jaejoong's alright tight passage clamped around him, ripping his own moan from his lips as he buried himself inside the lead singer once more and came himself.
Dropping back against the table top with a thud, Yunho panted heavily to try and drag air into his lungs, noting wearily that the other two weren't visible any more. Rolling onto his side, Yunho laughed breathlessly as he spotted Jaejoong sprawled face down against the kitchen floor, Changmin behind him, the only thing preventing him from crushing the smaller male being shaking forearms as he'd managed to catch himself before doing so.
“I hope you realise...”Jaejoong panted, voice muffled as he remained facing the tiles, moaning slightly as Changmin slipped from him and turned to collapse beside him on his back, The pair of them now gazing droopy eyed and curious at the elder. “...I'm not always going to be this submissive.” he added, a small glint appearing in his steel eyes, a smutty laugh erupting from atop the table as Changmin merely smirked.
“I certainly hope not.”
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