Hands All Over
Title: Hands All Over
Beta: gaypop
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Humor, Fluff
Summary: It was probably no secret that he had a fascination for Yunho’s hands.
It was probably no secret that he had a fascination for Yunho’s hands.
He’d spent countless minutes watching the other student’s hands flip through pages and had watched in rapt fascination whenever Yunho’s fingers trailed the pages of books, skimming for answers and for any pieces of information he might’ve missed.
When Yunho had asked him out, the first thing he’d noticed was the way Yunho’s right hand was clutching the fabric of his shirt nervously.
Jaejoong watched as Yunho’s fingers drummed onto the table surface and bit his lip. He inched his hand forward slightly, unsure if what he was doing was even appropriate for a first date.
“I don’t think you’re paying attention to me,” Yunho said with a laugh, and Jaejoong’s eyes immediately snapped up to look at him.
His mouth opened slightly to say something in his defense, but he had nothing to say. A blush crept across his cheeks, and when he glanced back down at the table in shame, he noticed something that had him blushing even harder.
Somehow, in the midst of the period of time in which he’d been distracted, Yunho had placed his hand over his. He watched as Yunho’s thumb stroked the back of his hand gently, and he bit his lip a little harder before he raised his eyes to shyly look up at Yunho.
“Is something wrong?” Yunho asked, a slight edge of nervousness in his voice.
Jaejoong shook his head and smiled brightly at Yunho, “No, nothing’s wrong.”
o-o-o
The first time he’d felt the light squeeze, he’d stiffened immediately. Jaejoong glanced back, and he eyed the elderly woman suspiciously before he looked forward again. He clenched a little tighter onto the train handle and huffed.
He was still three stops away from his stop, and he did not want to deal with some sort of pervert. If he felt another squeeze, he’d scream and -
There was another squeeze, and before Jaejoong could even scream, he felt a body press against his back. A head slid into the space between his neck and shoulder, and the breath of the stranger ghosted against his neck.
“Did you like that?” Yunho whispered mischievously.
Jaejoong turned his head and glowered, “I thought you were a pervert -“
“But I am a pervert Jaejoong,” Yunho murmured as his hands settled at Jaejoong’s waist, “Well, for you at least.”
Jaejoong chuckled, “Get off me.”
“No, I don’t want to,” Yunho whined childishly, “Did you even know how mean you were when you glared at that old woman? Do you honestly think she would’ve groped you Jaejoong?” One of his hands moved back down, and his hand cupped Jaejoong’s butt before squeezing it a bit harder than before.
Jaejoong blushed hard and tried to elbow Yunho, but the other student’s other arm held him in place against Yunho’s chest, “Stop it.”
“You like it,” Yunho chuckled as his hand snuck under Jaejoong’s shirt, his hands skimming the toned plane of Jaejoong’s stomach, “I’ve missed you. I haven’t seen you in two weeks, and I don’t think phone calls are enough. It’s almost our six month anniversary you know.”
“I know,” Jaejoong muttered stiffly as he tried not to let Yunho’s frisky hands get to him, “I have something prepared for you.”
“Do you now?” Yunho questioned, “Will I enjoy it?”
Jaejoong turned his head and kissed Yunho’s cheek, “Yes, I think you will most definitely enjoy it,” he winked before disentangling himself from Yunho and pushing the other student away from him, “This is my stop. I’ll call you later.”
Yunho reached out to grab Jaejoong, but his hand missed by an inch and Jaejoong successfully slipped out of the train, safe from Yunho and his wandering hands.
o-o-o
“Fuck, Yunho,“ Jaejoong pressed his lower body against Yunho’s, “We shouldn’t be doing this here,” he whispered.
As usual, Yunho’s body melded perfectly against Jaejoong’s, and his hands paused in the act of unzipping Jaejoong’s pants. He met Jaejoong’s eyes through the full body mirror, “It’s not like we’re going to have sex…unless you want to?”
Jaejoong rolled his eyes, “Not here.”
“Just a quick hand job then,” Yunho growled as he quickly went back to unzipping Jaejoong’s pants impatiently and forced them down until they pooled at Jaejoong’s knees. He smirked victoriously and his right hand immediately wrapped around the base of Jaejoong’s cock, “Have I ever told you how much I love the fact you like going commando?”
Jaejoong panted and leaned his head back against Yunho’s shoulder, “Be quick,” he hissed, “Someone might want to -“
He let out a moan as soon as Yunho began to stroke him, and when he glanced down, he felt himself grow even harder. Yunho’s thumb brushed against the tip of his cock, and he shuddered in Yunho’s firm grasp. Yunho kissed behind his ear, and Jaejoong watched in rapt fascination as Yunho’s hand began to pump his cock quickly.
Jaejoong’s moans filled the bathroom, and when he looked at the mirror in front of them, he couldn’t believe who he was. Never before had he imagined that he’d be getting a hand job in the bathroom of someone else’s home.
It was a lewd sight to behold - his cheeks were flushed and Yunho looked absolutely devious as he stroked Jaejoong off. Jaejoong could feel Yunho’s clothed erection pressing against his butt, but he couldn’t bring himself to worry about Yunho when all he could feel was the pleasure of his mounting release.
“Faster,” Jaejoong whispered, and it wasn’t long until Yunho’s perfect grip eased him into a messy, but still perfect climax.
“I love you baby,” Yunho murmured as he kissed Jaejoong’s jaw, “But can we go home now?” he asked as he nudged his clothed erection against Jaejoong, “I have something that needs taking care of.”
Jaejoong chuckled, and he turned around. He took hold of the hand that Yunho had used to stroke him off, and he lifted it up to suck off his cum that was on Yunho’s fingers. He drew each finger into his mouth slowly and sucked. When he was done, he smirked at Yunho.
“Fuck you,” Yunho growled. He quickly pulled up Jaejoong’s pants up for him without bothering to clean up his boyfriend’s release and hastily buttoned them, “We’re getting the fuck out of here, right now.”
o-o-o
When Jaejoong woke up, he reached out instinctively for Yunho but found nothing. He blinked his eyes drowsily and turned his head to look for Yunho, but the other man was nowhere to be found on their shared bed.
He sat up slowly, and just as he was about to get out of bed to look for his boyfriend of three years, the bedroom door opened and Yunho came in.
“Hey baby,” Yunho murmured as he walked in slowly, hands behind his back.
Jaejoong furrowed his brows and rubbed at his eyes, “Where did you -“
The bed dipped slightly as Yunho sat down, and he reached out to take Jaejoong’s left hand. He stroked Jaejoong’s hand with his thumb and smiled at him handsomely, “I have something to ask you today, and…I want you to listen, okay?”
“Okay…” Jaejoong whispered, his heart pounding in his chest the moment he realized that there was a silver band around Yunho’s ring finger on his left hand.
Yunho got off the bed, and as soon as he was down on one knee, Jaejoong felt like crying. His eyes watered, and he smiled as Yunho’s grip on his tightened.
“This was supposed to be a surprise, but…” Yunho laughed and showed Jaejoong the engagement ring that matched the one around his own finger, “I know we can’t get married…and this may be as good as it’s going to get, but I still want to ask you anyway.”
“Yunho -“
Yunho shook his head and laughed, “Jaejoong, you can’t say yes until I ask you.” He squeezed Jaejoong’s hand tightly with his hand and looked up at him with such love that Jaejoong didn’t know how much happier he could be.
“Kim Jaejoong…will you be mine, forever?”
“Yes, of course,” Jaejoong whispered, tears rolling down his cheeks.
Yunho quickly slipped the band onto his finger, and without much preamble, Yunho pinned Jaejoong back onto the bed to give Jaejoong another reminder of how much he loved him.
Hours later, while Yunho was sleeping off his tiredness, Jaejoong reached out and intertwined their fingers. He smiled at their matching bands and squeezed Yunho’s hand tightly, his heart full with love and his soul brimming with happiness.
Although Yunho’s hands had always been beautiful, he couldn’t help but selfishly believe that they looked better when they were intertwined with his.
Author’s Note: Title was inspired by Maroon 5's latest album, and happy YJ wedding anniversary! ♥
Beta: gaypop
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Humor, Fluff
Summary: It was probably no secret that he had a fascination for Yunho’s hands.
It was probably no secret that he had a fascination for Yunho’s hands.
He’d spent countless minutes watching the other student’s hands flip through pages and had watched in rapt fascination whenever Yunho’s fingers trailed the pages of books, skimming for answers and for any pieces of information he might’ve missed.
When Yunho had asked him out, the first thing he’d noticed was the way Yunho’s right hand was clutching the fabric of his shirt nervously.
Jaejoong watched as Yunho’s fingers drummed onto the table surface and bit his lip. He inched his hand forward slightly, unsure if what he was doing was even appropriate for a first date.
“I don’t think you’re paying attention to me,” Yunho said with a laugh, and Jaejoong’s eyes immediately snapped up to look at him.
His mouth opened slightly to say something in his defense, but he had nothing to say. A blush crept across his cheeks, and when he glanced back down at the table in shame, he noticed something that had him blushing even harder.
Somehow, in the midst of the period of time in which he’d been distracted, Yunho had placed his hand over his. He watched as Yunho’s thumb stroked the back of his hand gently, and he bit his lip a little harder before he raised his eyes to shyly look up at Yunho.
“Is something wrong?” Yunho asked, a slight edge of nervousness in his voice.
Jaejoong shook his head and smiled brightly at Yunho, “No, nothing’s wrong.”
o-o-o
The first time he’d felt the light squeeze, he’d stiffened immediately. Jaejoong glanced back, and he eyed the elderly woman suspiciously before he looked forward again. He clenched a little tighter onto the train handle and huffed.
He was still three stops away from his stop, and he did not want to deal with some sort of pervert. If he felt another squeeze, he’d scream and -
There was another squeeze, and before Jaejoong could even scream, he felt a body press against his back. A head slid into the space between his neck and shoulder, and the breath of the stranger ghosted against his neck.
“Did you like that?” Yunho whispered mischievously.
Jaejoong turned his head and glowered, “I thought you were a pervert -“
“But I am a pervert Jaejoong,” Yunho murmured as his hands settled at Jaejoong’s waist, “Well, for you at least.”
Jaejoong chuckled, “Get off me.”
“No, I don’t want to,” Yunho whined childishly, “Did you even know how mean you were when you glared at that old woman? Do you honestly think she would’ve groped you Jaejoong?” One of his hands moved back down, and his hand cupped Jaejoong’s butt before squeezing it a bit harder than before.
Jaejoong blushed hard and tried to elbow Yunho, but the other student’s other arm held him in place against Yunho’s chest, “Stop it.”
“You like it,” Yunho chuckled as his hand snuck under Jaejoong’s shirt, his hands skimming the toned plane of Jaejoong’s stomach, “I’ve missed you. I haven’t seen you in two weeks, and I don’t think phone calls are enough. It’s almost our six month anniversary you know.”
“I know,” Jaejoong muttered stiffly as he tried not to let Yunho’s frisky hands get to him, “I have something prepared for you.”
“Do you now?” Yunho questioned, “Will I enjoy it?”
Jaejoong turned his head and kissed Yunho’s cheek, “Yes, I think you will most definitely enjoy it,” he winked before disentangling himself from Yunho and pushing the other student away from him, “This is my stop. I’ll call you later.”
Yunho reached out to grab Jaejoong, but his hand missed by an inch and Jaejoong successfully slipped out of the train, safe from Yunho and his wandering hands.
o-o-o
“Fuck, Yunho,“ Jaejoong pressed his lower body against Yunho’s, “We shouldn’t be doing this here,” he whispered.
As usual, Yunho’s body melded perfectly against Jaejoong’s, and his hands paused in the act of unzipping Jaejoong’s pants. He met Jaejoong’s eyes through the full body mirror, “It’s not like we’re going to have sex…unless you want to?”
Jaejoong rolled his eyes, “Not here.”
“Just a quick hand job then,” Yunho growled as he quickly went back to unzipping Jaejoong’s pants impatiently and forced them down until they pooled at Jaejoong’s knees. He smirked victoriously and his right hand immediately wrapped around the base of Jaejoong’s cock, “Have I ever told you how much I love the fact you like going commando?”
Jaejoong panted and leaned his head back against Yunho’s shoulder, “Be quick,” he hissed, “Someone might want to -“
He let out a moan as soon as Yunho began to stroke him, and when he glanced down, he felt himself grow even harder. Yunho’s thumb brushed against the tip of his cock, and he shuddered in Yunho’s firm grasp. Yunho kissed behind his ear, and Jaejoong watched in rapt fascination as Yunho’s hand began to pump his cock quickly.
Jaejoong’s moans filled the bathroom, and when he looked at the mirror in front of them, he couldn’t believe who he was. Never before had he imagined that he’d be getting a hand job in the bathroom of someone else’s home.
It was a lewd sight to behold - his cheeks were flushed and Yunho looked absolutely devious as he stroked Jaejoong off. Jaejoong could feel Yunho’s clothed erection pressing against his butt, but he couldn’t bring himself to worry about Yunho when all he could feel was the pleasure of his mounting release.
“Faster,” Jaejoong whispered, and it wasn’t long until Yunho’s perfect grip eased him into a messy, but still perfect climax.
“I love you baby,” Yunho murmured as he kissed Jaejoong’s jaw, “But can we go home now?” he asked as he nudged his clothed erection against Jaejoong, “I have something that needs taking care of.”
Jaejoong chuckled, and he turned around. He took hold of the hand that Yunho had used to stroke him off, and he lifted it up to suck off his cum that was on Yunho’s fingers. He drew each finger into his mouth slowly and sucked. When he was done, he smirked at Yunho.
“Fuck you,” Yunho growled. He quickly pulled up Jaejoong’s pants up for him without bothering to clean up his boyfriend’s release and hastily buttoned them, “We’re getting the fuck out of here, right now.”
o-o-o
When Jaejoong woke up, he reached out instinctively for Yunho but found nothing. He blinked his eyes drowsily and turned his head to look for Yunho, but the other man was nowhere to be found on their shared bed.
He sat up slowly, and just as he was about to get out of bed to look for his boyfriend of three years, the bedroom door opened and Yunho came in.
“Hey baby,” Yunho murmured as he walked in slowly, hands behind his back.
Jaejoong furrowed his brows and rubbed at his eyes, “Where did you -“
The bed dipped slightly as Yunho sat down, and he reached out to take Jaejoong’s left hand. He stroked Jaejoong’s hand with his thumb and smiled at him handsomely, “I have something to ask you today, and…I want you to listen, okay?”
“Okay…” Jaejoong whispered, his heart pounding in his chest the moment he realized that there was a silver band around Yunho’s ring finger on his left hand.
Yunho got off the bed, and as soon as he was down on one knee, Jaejoong felt like crying. His eyes watered, and he smiled as Yunho’s grip on his tightened.
“This was supposed to be a surprise, but…” Yunho laughed and showed Jaejoong the engagement ring that matched the one around his own finger, “I know we can’t get married…and this may be as good as it’s going to get, but I still want to ask you anyway.”
“Yunho -“
Yunho shook his head and laughed, “Jaejoong, you can’t say yes until I ask you.” He squeezed Jaejoong’s hand tightly with his hand and looked up at him with such love that Jaejoong didn’t know how much happier he could be.
“Kim Jaejoong…will you be mine, forever?”
“Yes, of course,” Jaejoong whispered, tears rolling down his cheeks.
Yunho quickly slipped the band onto his finger, and without much preamble, Yunho pinned Jaejoong back onto the bed to give Jaejoong another reminder of how much he loved him.
Hours later, while Yunho was sleeping off his tiredness, Jaejoong reached out and intertwined their fingers. He smiled at their matching bands and squeezed Yunho’s hand tightly, his heart full with love and his soul brimming with happiness.
Although Yunho’s hands had always been beautiful, he couldn’t help but selfishly believe that they looked better when they were intertwined with his.
Author’s Note: Title was inspired by Maroon 5's latest album, and happy YJ wedding anniversary! ♥