[Fic] Deshabillez-moi
Title: Deshabillez-moi (Undress me)
Length: One shot
Word Count: 5206
Genre: Romance
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yunho
Rating: Nc-17 but there's a plot.
Warning: Sex with clothes, Seme!Jae but no girly/weak uke!Ho here.
« Take off your clothes Jaejoong. »
Jaejoong sighed. He knew he shouldn't have started to play weird games with them. He shouldn't have because he knew that when his friends were drinking, nothing good could come out of it. Thus they started playing strip poker.
« Jaejoong-ah! You lost, so just take off one of your clothes. » said a smiling Kangin.
« But you guys didn't even explain me the rules! » Cried out Jaejoong.
« Boohoohoo. » Heechul mocked him. « We didn't force you to come play with us, right Yunho? »
« Right. » he coldly answered
Jaejoong looked at his best friend. They knew each other for so long now, Jaejoong could tell something was bothering him. Yunho wasn't acting cheerful as his usual self and the difference of behavior was even more noticable now that he was with the other.
It was his idea throw this little party, just between the members and a couple of their old friends. So why was he acting all angry? What with the dark face? Just because they forced Jaejoong into a strip poker? It coudn't be the reason; such a silly little game played between friends couldn't cause such a reaction. Maybe Yunho wasn't confident about his body? He wanted to whisper in his ear not to worry, that he had lost a long time ago his manboobs but the other guys started to get really loud asking him to take off something.
Hopefully it was winter. He had many clothes on, it wouldn't be a problem if he lost a few other time, he could afford it. Jaejoong got up, started dancing in a suave way, joking with his friends. Was he going to take off his shirt? He touched his chest. Or his pants? His hands went slowly lower.
« Just take off one of your shoe already! » said hastily Yunho
Jaejoong laughed and took off his shoe.
« Let's continue the gaaame ».
And Jaejoong lost. And lost. And lost again. He was beginning to feel awkward. Why was he the only one loosing? Sure, he wasn't the best player in the world but he knew he wasn't that bad.
« YEAAAAAH! Take off your shirt Jae! »
He stood up but Yunho grabbed his wrist.
« He's not taking off his shirt. I'm taking off my hoodie, it should be alright » Without waiting for anyone aproval he took it off.
« Yunhooo-yah that's not fair », whined Heechul
« Jaejoong hyung lost, he has to take off a clothes! It's the rule » added Yoochun.
« Someone have to drop a clothes. I did it for him, that's all! I don't want any of my members to be sick tomorrow because of a stupid game »
« No, you can't do that hyung. But if he has to take off a cloth, nobody forbid you to give him one of yours ». said Changmin with a cheeky grin.
Yunho winked to him and made a note in his head to thank his beloved dongsaeng later.
They resumed their game. Jaejoong had to take off his pants but still had his boxer, a tank top and Yunho's socks.
If every body had lost a few clothess, he and Yunho were the most undressed. Jaejoong kept on loosing and Yunho kept on giving him his clothes.
« Noooo! You cheated! Junsu I know you cheated! » yelled Jaejoong.
« Ahahaha no I swore I didn't Jaejoong hyung. Now take that off » he said pointing at his -Yunho's- last sock.
« Shit! It's weird, I swear it really is! Are you guys making a prank on me? »
They all laughed, telling him how bad of a looser he was.
« Can somone help me with this? It's totally unfair I didn't know if I started to play I couldn't give up after! » pouted Jaejoong.
« No, nobody can help you » said Heechul « Now let's finish this I want to see how you look like naked » he said smirking « And I know for a fact I'm not the only one thinking it's getting hot in here, right Kangin? »
« So what? » cut Yunho « So take off all your clothes? You pervert!»
« Yah! » cried out Heechul before getting interrupted by Changmin.
« Let Jaejoong loose! You know he's going to loose! Tell him you know it too Jaejoong hyung.»
« Ah...what to do... Do I give up and take off everything right now?» He joked around teasing them, enticing like no other.
It wasn't like Jaejoong was shy. They all were friends. He was used to shower with his bandmates. Heechul and Kangin were the only one who didn't already saw him totally naked. But they were all guys, he didn't have anything they had never seen before. He got up and put his thumbs under the waistband of his boxer, the guys cheering him loudly.
« You know what? I don't want to play this fucking game anymore!»
Surprisingly it wasn't Jaejoong who said that but Yunho. He threw his cards on the table and quickly went out, slamming hard the door.
They all stayed silent, staring blankly at it.
« Er...does it mean you're not going to take it off? » asked Kangin.
Before anyone even thought off throwing him their cards, Jaejoong ran after Yunho. He had to understand what happened. Did it have anything to do with him? Maybe he had gone to far into the provocation game and made a fool out of himself?
Jaejoong had noticed how down Yunho was feeling lately. He seemed to be always sad or angry. He hadn't speak about it with him yet, they all had their moments where they wanted to be alone. He supposed that Yunho, if really wanted to talk about what was bothering him, would come sooner or later, and Jaejoong would be there to lend him an attentive ear or his shoulder to cry on.
He gently knocked on the door of the room Yunho shared with Junsu and Changmin. He didn't hear any response so he opened it, trying to see in the darkness where his bestfriend was.
« Yun... » Jaejoong couldn't even finish his word. Because of Yunho's lips on his own. Because of Yunho's body against his. Yunho closed the door and got him pinned against the wall, kissing him roughly, hungrily, bitting his lips, pecking his pouty lips until Jaejoong pushed him back to take a deep breath.
Yunho was looking so lost it broke his heart. The leader always had to act so manly, to be so dominative that seeing him looking like a lost child made something melt deep inside of him.
The silence was broke by Yunho.
« Why did you do that? Why do you always have to let everyone see you half naked? Why ... » his voice cracked down.
Jaejoong cupped his best friend's face with his two hands and looked in eyes as if he was searching for answers of questions he never even though of asking to himself. The singer put his thumb on Yunho's lower lips, his gaze fixed on it, then on his mole, on the scars by his eyes and on his cheek. He touched them slowly, tenderly, his big brown eyes finally setting on the other eyes. He didn't know why but he wanted to cry. He didn't understand exactly why but he wanted to laugh. It was so obvious.
The taller man put his hand on the back of Jaejoong's head, fingers in his hair, and pushed it toward himself, nose against nose, their lips barely touching but not moving, their mouths opened slightly, slowly sharing their breath, as if they were sharing their soul. Jaejoong finally closed the little gap, pecking gently Yunho's mouth. He licked his lower lip, tasting something he never knew he would ever touch, savoring the sweetness.
Jaejoong didn't want to talk. He didn't want to break the warm silence. He didn't want to break the soft touch of their mouths. But he knew Yunho was waiting for an answer. He didn't have any to give him. He didn't want to think of anything right now, he just wanted the feeling of completion to never end.
Eventually Jaejoong opened his eyes. Yunho was so gentle, so kind. A person so reliable. The best friend anyone could wish. He was handsome too, not perfect but he absolutly loved when the leader was acting cute with him and he certainly was hot as hell. So hot he felt his body begin to burn.
This was what he wanted. This was the person he wanted, the person he needed.
Jaejoong let his hands trail from the leader's hair to rest on his hips, drawning him closer to his feverish body
Flat against Yunho, Jaejoong's temperature was unbearably high. He was used to give out a cold first feeling, used to feel so cold within himself. He hated to be expressionless and every time his friends joked about their first meeting and the icy aura that surounded him he laughed along whith them, when truthfully, it was hurting him.
Yunho however was more daring than the others. The first tim they meet, he made the first step. After, when they got to know each other better, wherever they argued, wich happened quite a lot, Yunho did the first steps too. This guy's heart was so kind, he coudn't be mad at people, even if he wanted it. Not for too long at least. He was not certain if it was to be put in the "kind" column or in the "bad memory" one. Either way it was what made Yunho ...Yunho.
His mind was traveling too far away and he soon enough came back to earth. His hands, from Yunho's hips came to rest on his own, his thumbs already curled under the waistband of his boxer.
“Why?” he finally answered “Because I'm bad at playing poker. But no one can beat me at stripping” whispered Jaejoong.
But Yunho's hands stopped him.
"Jaejoong-ah...I'm not sure we should go this far. We don't have to do it today. We have all the time of the world now. We don't want to rush this out, do we?...Please" he muttered, lifting an eyebrow, hopping the repetitions of “we” would make the trick in Jeajoong's mind and make him get his point.
"But..I thought..." After a few seconds Jaejoong stopped to try to understand why Yunho could possibly stop him. He knew this guy was a shameless romantic. Yunho probably wanted something special, something inducing a diner, good wine and candles. On the other hand, Jaejoong wasn't romantic. He had always made fun of Yunho's antics and "weird fantasizes". And that being romantic was totally pointless.
"Yunho. Listen please. We're both guys and we've seen each other naked more than I would like to admit it. There's just not point in stopping now!" he cried out. Why, yes Jaejoong was horny.
" No Jaejoooong it's not..it's...I-I...Oh well, I don't know what to do!!”
Jaejoong's face lighted up with a bright smile.
"Yunhooooo don't tell me you are stressing about it? Am I the very first?”
"Technically, yes, I am still virgin.”
Jaejoong smile immediately fall down.
“What do you mean technically? No wait I don't want to know about what you did with other...persons when we are going to have sex.”
“We really are?” asked a pouty Yunho.
“Yes we are! Unless you don't want it because you're too much of a coward”
“I am certainly not a coward! Look, Jaejoong-ah...” Yunho said while looking everywhere except at Jaejoong. He was biting his lips and Jaejoong knew that if their hands weren't tangled he would already be biting his nails. “Okay. Let's do it. But don't say you're disapointed after."
It was evident how Yunho was putting so much pressure in this, how stressing it was to him, probably because Jaejoong, contrarily to him, did tell Yunho everything he did with the persons he went out with, and it meant a lot of things with a lot of people. And now he finally knew why Yunho never told him intimate things, not because he was shy about it but because he never went very far with his dates. Jaejoong sealed his fears with a pur kiss on his lips. And once again his hands went lower to remove his boxer. And once again Yunho stopped him.
He teared his body off of Jaejoong, lead him to their dressing room and asked Jaejoong to fully dress himself and to put his shoes on. Seing Jaejoong half lost half depressed face, he retracted that bit, put an arm on his shoulder pressed him in a quick hug against his body and instructed him to not move out of the room. He would come back in just a few moments; he needed sometime to make the guys go out and to calm himself down.
Curiosity was eating Jaejoong as to what was coming up next, what could have been planned by Yunho that required him to be dressed up. His mind was running wild immagining how Yunho would calm himself down. He stayed in Yunho, Changmin and Junsu's room and begun to search in the drawers if theren't was condoms. Lube too if he was lucky.
Of course there was, and quite a lot at that. Junsu's purity? Whatever! Junsu loved girls, sex and sexing girls too much. And the cute bastard was such a good actor, he was faking innocence as if he was the virgin Marry herself.
Jaejoong heard the front door slam and eventually Yunho came back with a whole heap of clothes in his arms. They had the house and the night for themselves. They were alone. Together. And horny.
Yunho threw the clothess on the bed and Jaejoong recognised it was his own, those he had dropped down for the game. He silently watched, a tender smile dancing on his lips, Yunho running around the room putting candles were he could and lightening them. When he finished his task, satisfied with himself and a proud smile illuminating his face, he closed the door, turned off the lights and came, quietly walking to Jaejoong.
Cupping his cheek with a hand, Yunho tasted his lips, tentatively licking them with the tip of his tongue. He then stopped and Jaejoong knew Yunho wanted something from him he was still hesitating to ask. They stayed like this, facing each other, trying to dive in each other's soul. Jaejoong also knew that he didn't have to ask him, Yunho would eventually tell him by himself. He didn't have to and he didn't want to either because he was certain a direct question might put even more stress on his soon to be lover.
“Jaejoong-ah can I dress you?” the sentence fell from Yunho's lips like a guillotine on the elder's neck.
“You what? What are you talking about again?” panicked Jaejoong.
“ I've already seen your body. The other members see it on a daily basis, you expose yourself on stage to everyone stares.....I.. heck you're already undressed Jae! I..I just want to..” He made a pause, slowly breathed in and out a few times and finally said ”Don't ask. Please.”
Jaejoong absolutly loved to see this new side of Yunho. He loved to observe the changements in his tone, in his behavior.When he woke up the morning he never thought that by the end of the day he would come to the realization that he simply loved him so hard. Right now, it was an evidence. So he smiled with confidence to Yunho, a smile he hopped was showing him how much he trusted him and just nodded.
Taking a hold of Jaejoong's hand, Yunho made him sit on his laps. He kissed the nape of his neck, once, took his time in choosing the next place he was going to kiss and lick ; he kissed a litle lower, touched with the tip of his fingers his back, his tattoo. The skin was so smooth and Jaejoong seemed to enjoy it so much he cherrished it a little more. Yunho grabbed Jaejoong's pants and slowly, with his ass still on his laps he made Jaejoong upper body lie down on the bed while he bended himself on the side, rubbing their body, gluing them together. The leader took Jaejoong's foot, touched it, kissed it, did the same with the other leg and put them in the pants. He slowly pulled them to his beloved knee, touched the scar, kissed it made his hands saunter on his thighs while Jaejoong lifted his hips to help him.
Yunho then faced Jaejoong and made him sit down back on the bed. He licked his own lips, looking at the lead singer's one, and slowly, very very slowly, approached him. Jaejoong wanted to taste him and was becoming less and less patient but if Yunho wanted to take his time he would play along.
He saw Yunho closing his eyes and did the same thing. However, The leader didn't kiss him; he rubbed his lips against his own, warming them, feeling the lines, the softness. Yunho rubbed them more, their noses meeting and touching, and with his lips took Jae's lower lips betwen them. He gently pulled it first and then sucked it, hard. Yunho, hearing a very good feed back in the form of a moan and a growing erection, felt that studiying the kama sutra for weeks was finally proved useful. Encouraged, he forced the teeth barrer with his tongue and passionately kissed Jae.
The hand on Jaejoong's neck moved from his nape to his cheek and the older man felt a different kind of pressure on his mouth. Yunho rested his thumb just in between his lips, like a second tongue, and it was just way to hot.
He decided to be a little more active, Yunho seemed to know very well what he was doing, the possibility of scaring him away, very unlikely. He put his hand in Yunho's hair, massaging his scalp and he suddenly rolled his fingers in them and pulled them slowly, repetedly. He oppened his eyes to see Yunho's reaction only to find him staring at him, eyes dilated, mouth open like a cat in a held back moan, lust clearly displayed.
As they stopped to catch breath, Jaejoong tried to take off Yunho's vintage t-shirt off with caution while Yunho, on the contrary put a shirt on Jaejoong's naked back.
It was a weird feeling, scary and pleasant at the same time; Jaejoong would never have thought when he begin to play that a silly strip-poker game that it would actually end with him discovering his love for his best friend and make out with him. It was amazing how Yunho first faked the clueless guy when actually he was almost as skilled as him. He absolutly loved the way he sucked on his lower lip, making him rock hard as if it was directly linked to his dick.
All the little noises he was making, and this wonderful face he catched a few glimpses of, between half closed eyelids, made his heart melt totally, made him want to eat him, to hide him where nobody could ever see what was, tonight and for the first time, displayed to him.
Jaejoong's hand came from his hair to his chest, he slowly touched his nipples with the tip of his fingers, and judging from Yunho's hard breathing, he was liking it. He pinched them, made a few circular motions with the tips of his thumbs, still kissing Yunho.
It was obvious how much they needed this, they could hardly let each other breath without throwing desperate looks, in a silent plea to hurry up and link back their mouths.
Yunho, now on top of Jaejoong, tried to made him spread his legs. Jae however, with both of his hands came and, by touching his thighs and with the help of his knee, made Yunho understand that he wanted him to spread his legs and to sit on him. They looked at each other, hesitance clearly showing on Yunho's face. Jaejoong pushed up his face and gently kissed him, his hands now resting on his lover's ass, slowly massaging his buttocks.
Yunho quietly laughed against his mouth.
"You're lucky that my desire to be yours is stronger than my desire of you being mine. And I'm not just talking about sex."
He then got on his knees and zipped down his pants, taking off his boxers with them. He looked up and saw Jaejoong watching wide-eyed his erected cock.
"Stop looking at it this way Jae!" he cried, making Jaejoong even more hard.
"Wich way?" he teasingly asked
"This way! It's scary."
Wanting to quickly change the center of attention to what it was, he put his hand on Jaejoong's bulge.
"Let me take my pants off too Yunho-yah....please" he whined, tiltingslightly his head to the side, eyes wide open acting undeniably cute, hoping that, with the little pout he added, the picture he made might help convincing him.
Yunho smiled, closed his eyes and once again put a kiss on Jaejoong's pouty mouth. Jae, however, had to open them when a sneaky hand dived past his shirt directly in his boxer.
The sight of the naked body of Yunho sitting on him, enlighted by the candles, and his dick in his hand was truly, totally, absolutly, mesmerazingly gorgeous and sureal. For a moment he thought that it was just a dream wich filled him with a feeling of desperation so deep he had to hug Yunho close to him.
Yunho stilled and let his lover hold him so tightly it hurt. Nose in his neck, it was so good to be finally there, where he wanted to be for so long. After a while, his hand came back to life to pump his lover. Yes, he was in love and horny.
Jaejoong was panting, the faces he made and moans he couldn't repress made YunHo feeling extremly proud. To erase the smug smile from his face, he coated two of his fingers with Junsu's lube he had hidden under his pillow, lustfully staring at Yunho and directed them toward his entrance.
Yunho was sitting on him, so he decided to sit too and with a hand on his back, pushed down Yunho's chest to his. His thighs were already perfectly spread wide open. He pushed a finger in him, Yunho didn't seem to be suffering, he added an other one and begun moving them, stretching him for what was to come next.
While Jaejoong was fingering him he asked to Yunho take the condom he had found earlier and to put it on him for him. Hands shaking, heart beat increasing crazily,Yunho did what he had to, fear making it harder.
Jaejoong felt something was going wrong and stopped what he was doing. He took Yunho's hands in his and looking right in his eyes told him
"Everything's going to be alright, trust me"
This little sentence, they had said so many times, made them think of the other they said it in circoumstances so different from the one they were in; it was still the same, it was still Jaejoong, it was still Yunho but this time it was love they were talking about. Not work, not any random relationship, their love.
The condom, already lubricated, made it easier for Yunho to ease himself down Jaejoong. Teeth gritted, face muscles tense, the pain was obvious. Jaejoong waited a little moment , thinking "I'm in Yunho, it's Yunho I'm in, oh my god it's Yunho, It's Yunho, I'm in Jung Yunho, Yunho, Yunho have me in him, my cock is in Yunho, I'm in Yunho," like he still couldn't believe it, repeating his name in his head like a mantra and, seing Yunho's penis deflating from the pain, started to pump him fastly, rolling his hips in circles. When Jaejoong saw the pleasure beginning to spread in his lover's face, he decided to ask:
"Yunho...huum can you...ah ...can you roll your hips like... when you...you know..."
" You're not ...making any sense baby huuuum"
They were both were enjoying to much themlves to pay attention to pay attention to that first "babe" that fell out of Yunho's mouth. Or not? The second after, Jaejoong moaned loudly in his hear.
"AAAh ...Your...hips...can you move them the way you did...this morning when we were training "
"Oh! Aaah...okay!" He stopped all movements got up slowly and smiled at Jaejoong disapointed yet lustful stare. He asked him to sit and sat on his lap his back facing him. Jaejoong put his hands on his waist and helped him, easing the little pain by kissing and licking his shoulders. Totally sitting on him, Yunho's head fall back on Jaejoong's shoulder, the mixture of pain and pleasure totally driving him insane. He started rolling his hips, slowly first and, encouraged by Jaejoong's moans faster and faster. Soon Jaejoong took a good hold on Yunho's waist, he begun to roll his hips too, in the same way, anticlockwise, thrusted up and down ; Yunho wasn't moaning anymore, he was loudly singing his pleasure.
Jaejoong didn't want this moment to end, he was feeling so good being there, making love with Yunho, Yunho who had always meant so much too him, Yunho who had been his responsible and carring leader, his funny bandmate, his attentive brother, his best friend and from now on his possessiv boyfriend and attentionate lover. He was everything to him. How could he not see it earlier? He had been so blind. So clueless. Going as far as flirting openly with him for the sake of fanservice or in front of their friends, just for the fun of it. He felt that he wouldn't be abble to hold himslef much longer, hearing Yunho moans was enough to make him come on the spot. He stilled Yunho's movements and whispered in his ear:
“I want to see your face when come...I want ...to see...your coming face... for the first time...and print in my mind... Forever”.
Yunho shuddered and obediently changed his position for, hopefully, the last time. He laid down on the bed, now on his back, and pulled Jaejoong by the neck for a heated kiss, spread his legs, putting one of his calves on the lead singer's hip and the other leg on his shoulder while he was being penetrated. The need to come and release fastly made Yunho press Jaejoong's butt with his leg to go further in him but at the same time, he enjoyed the burning sensation of Jaejoong's cock going back and forth in him, the heat created by Jaejoong covered body rubbing on his nakked one, the tender feeling of Jaejoong's arms wrapped around his chest, holding him tenderly and the sweet kisses he was dropping on his eyes, on his open mouth, on his teeth and his jaws, the way he was licking and nipping his mole near his upper lip, all of this made him want to stay like this for the eternity or to die at the moment.
But Jaejoong was taking his time, going in and out slowly, as if he was trying to engrave each move, each moan, each expressions in his brain and Yunho was beginning to loose it.
“Harder Jae”, he managed to say between two labored breaths, “ Go harder and faster and..deeper... I...I'm not going to vanish... into thin air...”
Jaejoong laughed and, bitting deeply a spot between his neck and his shoulder he knew was highly sensitive on everyone, begun thrusting the way Yunho wanted it him to.
“Like that Yunho?” he asked with a little bit of pride when he saw how hard Yunho was shutting his eyes and bitting his lips and yet still not being abble to keep quite.
“Hum...Oh! Oh yes, just there! oooh Jae... Jaejoong-aaah...”Yunho's hands went to firmly clutch the bars of the bed head.
“Yunho-yah...do you like it like that? Hum? ” He ponctuated his sentences by violently thrusting in him “Uh?... I like it so much when you moan my name... Do it again” It was so much of a turn on to hear his name in a whole new way than what it used to be until barely an hour ago.
“Oh Jaejooong-ah...you're so good ...in me...my Jaejoongie...aah....”
“Huuum...Open your eyes Yunho... open them...and look at me when you... say my name” Jaejoong speed was increasing and Yunho understood he was going to come. He took Jaejoong's hand and put it on his hard member, hopefully he quickly got the message. Locking their eyes, the two of them started to shout each other name
“Aaah! Jaejoong....Jae...ooooh...Jaejoong-ahhh... yes... like that... let me ..let me see you...let...me watch you come”
“Oh Yunhooo...Yunho-yah...hummm” his face was shining from the sweat, hair sticking, his shirt almost damped.
Yunho's body shook and tensed, his head falling back on the pillows, mouth open in a low and long blissful cry. As he released, Jaejoong waited a while for Yunho to calm down , whispering sweet words and sweet nothings in his ear, holding back his tears under the strong emotions he felt fo his leader. When Yunho told him, he begun to move again, eyes seeking for Yunho's ones, the immense love he felt radiating from him overwhelming his whole being as he came, Yunho's name in his mouth and heart, eye's full of Yunho's gorgeous body and endearing face.
Jaejoong crashed in Yunho's arm, catching his breath in the crook of his lover's neck , Yunho slowly drawing arabesques with the tip of his fingers on his back, on his shoulders, on his neck. After a while, Jaejoong suddenly stood up, broking their connection. His lips curved in a seducive smile, one that devastated Yunho's mind, making him hard all over again and, raising his arms in the air, said:
“ Now, my love, I want to feel you again, to feel your skin against mine... ”
Yunho flashed him back a smile, a smile so bright and pure, so wonderfull he could feel his heart missing a heartbeat or two and his hands and legs shaking slightly from the anticipation of what was to come for them. The leader pulled him by his shirt, kissing him hungrily. He stopped and crushed his body in a tight hug. Yunho's lips came close to his ear and said in a hot whisper that tickeled him from his ear to deep down in his toes:
“I love you too”
Jaejoong laughed, it was funny how a silly strip-poker game had opened his eyes. Nothing ended, nothing changed, it was just a natural continuation of their friendship, of what always had been crouching between the two of them. It was amazing how such a silly game had brought them to this very moment, there in Yunho's arms, a memory he would cherrish all his life like his most precious one.
“ Then undress me Yunho... my love”
Life was beautiful. Just like Yunho's smiles.
A/N:
It's my first time posting anything here. So please, I need feedback, give me constructive criticism, tell me where my grammar is wrong, if I made typos or anything.
Thank you for reading!
Length: One shot
Word Count: 5206
Genre: Romance
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yunho
Rating: Nc-17 but there's a plot.
Warning: Sex with clothes, Seme!Jae but no girly/weak uke!Ho here.
« Take off your clothes Jaejoong. »
Jaejoong sighed. He knew he shouldn't have started to play weird games with them. He shouldn't have because he knew that when his friends were drinking, nothing good could come out of it. Thus they started playing strip poker.
« Jaejoong-ah! You lost, so just take off one of your clothes. » said a smiling Kangin.
« But you guys didn't even explain me the rules! » Cried out Jaejoong.
« Boohoohoo. » Heechul mocked him. « We didn't force you to come play with us, right Yunho? »
« Right. » he coldly answered
Jaejoong looked at his best friend. They knew each other for so long now, Jaejoong could tell something was bothering him. Yunho wasn't acting cheerful as his usual self and the difference of behavior was even more noticable now that he was with the other.
It was his idea throw this little party, just between the members and a couple of their old friends. So why was he acting all angry? What with the dark face? Just because they forced Jaejoong into a strip poker? It coudn't be the reason; such a silly little game played between friends couldn't cause such a reaction. Maybe Yunho wasn't confident about his body? He wanted to whisper in his ear not to worry, that he had lost a long time ago his manboobs but the other guys started to get really loud asking him to take off something.
Hopefully it was winter. He had many clothes on, it wouldn't be a problem if he lost a few other time, he could afford it. Jaejoong got up, started dancing in a suave way, joking with his friends. Was he going to take off his shirt? He touched his chest. Or his pants? His hands went slowly lower.
« Just take off one of your shoe already! » said hastily Yunho
Jaejoong laughed and took off his shoe.
« Let's continue the gaaame ».
And Jaejoong lost. And lost. And lost again. He was beginning to feel awkward. Why was he the only one loosing? Sure, he wasn't the best player in the world but he knew he wasn't that bad.
« YEAAAAAH! Take off your shirt Jae! »
He stood up but Yunho grabbed his wrist.
« He's not taking off his shirt. I'm taking off my hoodie, it should be alright » Without waiting for anyone aproval he took it off.
« Yunhooo-yah that's not fair », whined Heechul
« Jaejoong hyung lost, he has to take off a clothes! It's the rule » added Yoochun.
« Someone have to drop a clothes. I did it for him, that's all! I don't want any of my members to be sick tomorrow because of a stupid game »
« No, you can't do that hyung. But if he has to take off a cloth, nobody forbid you to give him one of yours ». said Changmin with a cheeky grin.
Yunho winked to him and made a note in his head to thank his beloved dongsaeng later.
They resumed their game. Jaejoong had to take off his pants but still had his boxer, a tank top and Yunho's socks.
If every body had lost a few clothess, he and Yunho were the most undressed. Jaejoong kept on loosing and Yunho kept on giving him his clothes.
« Noooo! You cheated! Junsu I know you cheated! » yelled Jaejoong.
« Ahahaha no I swore I didn't Jaejoong hyung. Now take that off » he said pointing at his -Yunho's- last sock.
« Shit! It's weird, I swear it really is! Are you guys making a prank on me? »
They all laughed, telling him how bad of a looser he was.
« Can somone help me with this? It's totally unfair I didn't know if I started to play I couldn't give up after! » pouted Jaejoong.
« No, nobody can help you » said Heechul « Now let's finish this I want to see how you look like naked » he said smirking « And I know for a fact I'm not the only one thinking it's getting hot in here, right Kangin? »
« So what? » cut Yunho « So take off all your clothes? You pervert!»
« Yah! » cried out Heechul before getting interrupted by Changmin.
« Let Jaejoong loose! You know he's going to loose! Tell him you know it too Jaejoong hyung.»
« Ah...what to do... Do I give up and take off everything right now?» He joked around teasing them, enticing like no other.
It wasn't like Jaejoong was shy. They all were friends. He was used to shower with his bandmates. Heechul and Kangin were the only one who didn't already saw him totally naked. But they were all guys, he didn't have anything they had never seen before. He got up and put his thumbs under the waistband of his boxer, the guys cheering him loudly.
« You know what? I don't want to play this fucking game anymore!»
Surprisingly it wasn't Jaejoong who said that but Yunho. He threw his cards on the table and quickly went out, slamming hard the door.
They all stayed silent, staring blankly at it.
« Er...does it mean you're not going to take it off? » asked Kangin.
Before anyone even thought off throwing him their cards, Jaejoong ran after Yunho. He had to understand what happened. Did it have anything to do with him? Maybe he had gone to far into the provocation game and made a fool out of himself?
Jaejoong had noticed how down Yunho was feeling lately. He seemed to be always sad or angry. He hadn't speak about it with him yet, they all had their moments where they wanted to be alone. He supposed that Yunho, if really wanted to talk about what was bothering him, would come sooner or later, and Jaejoong would be there to lend him an attentive ear or his shoulder to cry on.
He gently knocked on the door of the room Yunho shared with Junsu and Changmin. He didn't hear any response so he opened it, trying to see in the darkness where his bestfriend was.
« Yun... » Jaejoong couldn't even finish his word. Because of Yunho's lips on his own. Because of Yunho's body against his. Yunho closed the door and got him pinned against the wall, kissing him roughly, hungrily, bitting his lips, pecking his pouty lips until Jaejoong pushed him back to take a deep breath.
Yunho was looking so lost it broke his heart. The leader always had to act so manly, to be so dominative that seeing him looking like a lost child made something melt deep inside of him.
The silence was broke by Yunho.
« Why did you do that? Why do you always have to let everyone see you half naked? Why ... » his voice cracked down.
Jaejoong cupped his best friend's face with his two hands and looked in eyes as if he was searching for answers of questions he never even though of asking to himself. The singer put his thumb on Yunho's lower lips, his gaze fixed on it, then on his mole, on the scars by his eyes and on his cheek. He touched them slowly, tenderly, his big brown eyes finally setting on the other eyes. He didn't know why but he wanted to cry. He didn't understand exactly why but he wanted to laugh. It was so obvious.
The taller man put his hand on the back of Jaejoong's head, fingers in his hair, and pushed it toward himself, nose against nose, their lips barely touching but not moving, their mouths opened slightly, slowly sharing their breath, as if they were sharing their soul. Jaejoong finally closed the little gap, pecking gently Yunho's mouth. He licked his lower lip, tasting something he never knew he would ever touch, savoring the sweetness.
Jaejoong didn't want to talk. He didn't want to break the warm silence. He didn't want to break the soft touch of their mouths. But he knew Yunho was waiting for an answer. He didn't have any to give him. He didn't want to think of anything right now, he just wanted the feeling of completion to never end.
Eventually Jaejoong opened his eyes. Yunho was so gentle, so kind. A person so reliable. The best friend anyone could wish. He was handsome too, not perfect but he absolutly loved when the leader was acting cute with him and he certainly was hot as hell. So hot he felt his body begin to burn.
This was what he wanted. This was the person he wanted, the person he needed.
Jaejoong let his hands trail from the leader's hair to rest on his hips, drawning him closer to his feverish body
Flat against Yunho, Jaejoong's temperature was unbearably high. He was used to give out a cold first feeling, used to feel so cold within himself. He hated to be expressionless and every time his friends joked about their first meeting and the icy aura that surounded him he laughed along whith them, when truthfully, it was hurting him.
Yunho however was more daring than the others. The first tim they meet, he made the first step. After, when they got to know each other better, wherever they argued, wich happened quite a lot, Yunho did the first steps too. This guy's heart was so kind, he coudn't be mad at people, even if he wanted it. Not for too long at least. He was not certain if it was to be put in the "kind" column or in the "bad memory" one. Either way it was what made Yunho ...Yunho.
His mind was traveling too far away and he soon enough came back to earth. His hands, from Yunho's hips came to rest on his own, his thumbs already curled under the waistband of his boxer.
“Why?” he finally answered “Because I'm bad at playing poker. But no one can beat me at stripping” whispered Jaejoong.
But Yunho's hands stopped him.
"Jaejoong-ah...I'm not sure we should go this far. We don't have to do it today. We have all the time of the world now. We don't want to rush this out, do we?...Please" he muttered, lifting an eyebrow, hopping the repetitions of “we” would make the trick in Jeajoong's mind and make him get his point.
"But..I thought..." After a few seconds Jaejoong stopped to try to understand why Yunho could possibly stop him. He knew this guy was a shameless romantic. Yunho probably wanted something special, something inducing a diner, good wine and candles. On the other hand, Jaejoong wasn't romantic. He had always made fun of Yunho's antics and "weird fantasizes". And that being romantic was totally pointless.
"Yunho. Listen please. We're both guys and we've seen each other naked more than I would like to admit it. There's just not point in stopping now!" he cried out. Why, yes Jaejoong was horny.
" No Jaejoooong it's not..it's...I-I...Oh well, I don't know what to do!!”
Jaejoong's face lighted up with a bright smile.
"Yunhooooo don't tell me you are stressing about it? Am I the very first?”
"Technically, yes, I am still virgin.”
Jaejoong smile immediately fall down.
“What do you mean technically? No wait I don't want to know about what you did with other...persons when we are going to have sex.”
“We really are?” asked a pouty Yunho.
“Yes we are! Unless you don't want it because you're too much of a coward”
“I am certainly not a coward! Look, Jaejoong-ah...” Yunho said while looking everywhere except at Jaejoong. He was biting his lips and Jaejoong knew that if their hands weren't tangled he would already be biting his nails. “Okay. Let's do it. But don't say you're disapointed after."
It was evident how Yunho was putting so much pressure in this, how stressing it was to him, probably because Jaejoong, contrarily to him, did tell Yunho everything he did with the persons he went out with, and it meant a lot of things with a lot of people. And now he finally knew why Yunho never told him intimate things, not because he was shy about it but because he never went very far with his dates. Jaejoong sealed his fears with a pur kiss on his lips. And once again his hands went lower to remove his boxer. And once again Yunho stopped him.
He teared his body off of Jaejoong, lead him to their dressing room and asked Jaejoong to fully dress himself and to put his shoes on. Seing Jaejoong half lost half depressed face, he retracted that bit, put an arm on his shoulder pressed him in a quick hug against his body and instructed him to not move out of the room. He would come back in just a few moments; he needed sometime to make the guys go out and to calm himself down.
Curiosity was eating Jaejoong as to what was coming up next, what could have been planned by Yunho that required him to be dressed up. His mind was running wild immagining how Yunho would calm himself down. He stayed in Yunho, Changmin and Junsu's room and begun to search in the drawers if theren't was condoms. Lube too if he was lucky.
Of course there was, and quite a lot at that. Junsu's purity? Whatever! Junsu loved girls, sex and sexing girls too much. And the cute bastard was such a good actor, he was faking innocence as if he was the virgin Marry herself.
Jaejoong heard the front door slam and eventually Yunho came back with a whole heap of clothes in his arms. They had the house and the night for themselves. They were alone. Together. And horny.
Yunho threw the clothess on the bed and Jaejoong recognised it was his own, those he had dropped down for the game. He silently watched, a tender smile dancing on his lips, Yunho running around the room putting candles were he could and lightening them. When he finished his task, satisfied with himself and a proud smile illuminating his face, he closed the door, turned off the lights and came, quietly walking to Jaejoong.
Cupping his cheek with a hand, Yunho tasted his lips, tentatively licking them with the tip of his tongue. He then stopped and Jaejoong knew Yunho wanted something from him he was still hesitating to ask. They stayed like this, facing each other, trying to dive in each other's soul. Jaejoong also knew that he didn't have to ask him, Yunho would eventually tell him by himself. He didn't have to and he didn't want to either because he was certain a direct question might put even more stress on his soon to be lover.
“Jaejoong-ah can I dress you?” the sentence fell from Yunho's lips like a guillotine on the elder's neck.
“You what? What are you talking about again?” panicked Jaejoong.
“ I've already seen your body. The other members see it on a daily basis, you expose yourself on stage to everyone stares.....I.. heck you're already undressed Jae! I..I just want to..” He made a pause, slowly breathed in and out a few times and finally said ”Don't ask. Please.”
Jaejoong absolutly loved to see this new side of Yunho. He loved to observe the changements in his tone, in his behavior.When he woke up the morning he never thought that by the end of the day he would come to the realization that he simply loved him so hard. Right now, it was an evidence. So he smiled with confidence to Yunho, a smile he hopped was showing him how much he trusted him and just nodded.
Taking a hold of Jaejoong's hand, Yunho made him sit on his laps. He kissed the nape of his neck, once, took his time in choosing the next place he was going to kiss and lick ; he kissed a litle lower, touched with the tip of his fingers his back, his tattoo. The skin was so smooth and Jaejoong seemed to enjoy it so much he cherrished it a little more. Yunho grabbed Jaejoong's pants and slowly, with his ass still on his laps he made Jaejoong upper body lie down on the bed while he bended himself on the side, rubbing their body, gluing them together. The leader took Jaejoong's foot, touched it, kissed it, did the same with the other leg and put them in the pants. He slowly pulled them to his beloved knee, touched the scar, kissed it made his hands saunter on his thighs while Jaejoong lifted his hips to help him.
Yunho then faced Jaejoong and made him sit down back on the bed. He licked his own lips, looking at the lead singer's one, and slowly, very very slowly, approached him. Jaejoong wanted to taste him and was becoming less and less patient but if Yunho wanted to take his time he would play along.
He saw Yunho closing his eyes and did the same thing. However, The leader didn't kiss him; he rubbed his lips against his own, warming them, feeling the lines, the softness. Yunho rubbed them more, their noses meeting and touching, and with his lips took Jae's lower lips betwen them. He gently pulled it first and then sucked it, hard. Yunho, hearing a very good feed back in the form of a moan and a growing erection, felt that studiying the kama sutra for weeks was finally proved useful. Encouraged, he forced the teeth barrer with his tongue and passionately kissed Jae.
The hand on Jaejoong's neck moved from his nape to his cheek and the older man felt a different kind of pressure on his mouth. Yunho rested his thumb just in between his lips, like a second tongue, and it was just way to hot.
He decided to be a little more active, Yunho seemed to know very well what he was doing, the possibility of scaring him away, very unlikely. He put his hand in Yunho's hair, massaging his scalp and he suddenly rolled his fingers in them and pulled them slowly, repetedly. He oppened his eyes to see Yunho's reaction only to find him staring at him, eyes dilated, mouth open like a cat in a held back moan, lust clearly displayed.
As they stopped to catch breath, Jaejoong tried to take off Yunho's vintage t-shirt off with caution while Yunho, on the contrary put a shirt on Jaejoong's naked back.
It was a weird feeling, scary and pleasant at the same time; Jaejoong would never have thought when he begin to play that a silly strip-poker game that it would actually end with him discovering his love for his best friend and make out with him. It was amazing how Yunho first faked the clueless guy when actually he was almost as skilled as him. He absolutly loved the way he sucked on his lower lip, making him rock hard as if it was directly linked to his dick.
All the little noises he was making, and this wonderful face he catched a few glimpses of, between half closed eyelids, made his heart melt totally, made him want to eat him, to hide him where nobody could ever see what was, tonight and for the first time, displayed to him.
Jaejoong's hand came from his hair to his chest, he slowly touched his nipples with the tip of his fingers, and judging from Yunho's hard breathing, he was liking it. He pinched them, made a few circular motions with the tips of his thumbs, still kissing Yunho.
It was obvious how much they needed this, they could hardly let each other breath without throwing desperate looks, in a silent plea to hurry up and link back their mouths.
Yunho, now on top of Jaejoong, tried to made him spread his legs. Jae however, with both of his hands came and, by touching his thighs and with the help of his knee, made Yunho understand that he wanted him to spread his legs and to sit on him. They looked at each other, hesitance clearly showing on Yunho's face. Jaejoong pushed up his face and gently kissed him, his hands now resting on his lover's ass, slowly massaging his buttocks.
Yunho quietly laughed against his mouth.
"You're lucky that my desire to be yours is stronger than my desire of you being mine. And I'm not just talking about sex."
He then got on his knees and zipped down his pants, taking off his boxers with them. He looked up and saw Jaejoong watching wide-eyed his erected cock.
"Stop looking at it this way Jae!" he cried, making Jaejoong even more hard.
"Wich way?" he teasingly asked
"This way! It's scary."
Wanting to quickly change the center of attention to what it was, he put his hand on Jaejoong's bulge.
"Let me take my pants off too Yunho-yah....please" he whined, tiltingslightly his head to the side, eyes wide open acting undeniably cute, hoping that, with the little pout he added, the picture he made might help convincing him.
Yunho smiled, closed his eyes and once again put a kiss on Jaejoong's pouty mouth. Jae, however, had to open them when a sneaky hand dived past his shirt directly in his boxer.
The sight of the naked body of Yunho sitting on him, enlighted by the candles, and his dick in his hand was truly, totally, absolutly, mesmerazingly gorgeous and sureal. For a moment he thought that it was just a dream wich filled him with a feeling of desperation so deep he had to hug Yunho close to him.
Yunho stilled and let his lover hold him so tightly it hurt. Nose in his neck, it was so good to be finally there, where he wanted to be for so long. After a while, his hand came back to life to pump his lover. Yes, he was in love and horny.
Jaejoong was panting, the faces he made and moans he couldn't repress made YunHo feeling extremly proud. To erase the smug smile from his face, he coated two of his fingers with Junsu's lube he had hidden under his pillow, lustfully staring at Yunho and directed them toward his entrance.
Yunho was sitting on him, so he decided to sit too and with a hand on his back, pushed down Yunho's chest to his. His thighs were already perfectly spread wide open. He pushed a finger in him, Yunho didn't seem to be suffering, he added an other one and begun moving them, stretching him for what was to come next.
While Jaejoong was fingering him he asked to Yunho take the condom he had found earlier and to put it on him for him. Hands shaking, heart beat increasing crazily,Yunho did what he had to, fear making it harder.
Jaejoong felt something was going wrong and stopped what he was doing. He took Yunho's hands in his and looking right in his eyes told him
"Everything's going to be alright, trust me"
This little sentence, they had said so many times, made them think of the other they said it in circoumstances so different from the one they were in; it was still the same, it was still Jaejoong, it was still Yunho but this time it was love they were talking about. Not work, not any random relationship, their love.
The condom, already lubricated, made it easier for Yunho to ease himself down Jaejoong. Teeth gritted, face muscles tense, the pain was obvious. Jaejoong waited a little moment , thinking "I'm in Yunho, it's Yunho I'm in, oh my god it's Yunho, It's Yunho, I'm in Jung Yunho, Yunho, Yunho have me in him, my cock is in Yunho, I'm in Yunho," like he still couldn't believe it, repeating his name in his head like a mantra and, seing Yunho's penis deflating from the pain, started to pump him fastly, rolling his hips in circles. When Jaejoong saw the pleasure beginning to spread in his lover's face, he decided to ask:
"Yunho...huum can you...ah ...can you roll your hips like... when you...you know..."
" You're not ...making any sense baby huuuum"
They were both were enjoying to much themlves to pay attention to pay attention to that first "babe" that fell out of Yunho's mouth. Or not? The second after, Jaejoong moaned loudly in his hear.
"AAAh ...Your...hips...can you move them the way you did...this morning when we were training "
"Oh! Aaah...okay!" He stopped all movements got up slowly and smiled at Jaejoong disapointed yet lustful stare. He asked him to sit and sat on his lap his back facing him. Jaejoong put his hands on his waist and helped him, easing the little pain by kissing and licking his shoulders. Totally sitting on him, Yunho's head fall back on Jaejoong's shoulder, the mixture of pain and pleasure totally driving him insane. He started rolling his hips, slowly first and, encouraged by Jaejoong's moans faster and faster. Soon Jaejoong took a good hold on Yunho's waist, he begun to roll his hips too, in the same way, anticlockwise, thrusted up and down ; Yunho wasn't moaning anymore, he was loudly singing his pleasure.
Jaejoong didn't want this moment to end, he was feeling so good being there, making love with Yunho, Yunho who had always meant so much too him, Yunho who had been his responsible and carring leader, his funny bandmate, his attentive brother, his best friend and from now on his possessiv boyfriend and attentionate lover. He was everything to him. How could he not see it earlier? He had been so blind. So clueless. Going as far as flirting openly with him for the sake of fanservice or in front of their friends, just for the fun of it. He felt that he wouldn't be abble to hold himslef much longer, hearing Yunho moans was enough to make him come on the spot. He stilled Yunho's movements and whispered in his ear:
“I want to see your face when come...I want ...to see...your coming face... for the first time...and print in my mind... Forever”.
Yunho shuddered and obediently changed his position for, hopefully, the last time. He laid down on the bed, now on his back, and pulled Jaejoong by the neck for a heated kiss, spread his legs, putting one of his calves on the lead singer's hip and the other leg on his shoulder while he was being penetrated. The need to come and release fastly made Yunho press Jaejoong's butt with his leg to go further in him but at the same time, he enjoyed the burning sensation of Jaejoong's cock going back and forth in him, the heat created by Jaejoong covered body rubbing on his nakked one, the tender feeling of Jaejoong's arms wrapped around his chest, holding him tenderly and the sweet kisses he was dropping on his eyes, on his open mouth, on his teeth and his jaws, the way he was licking and nipping his mole near his upper lip, all of this made him want to stay like this for the eternity or to die at the moment.
But Jaejoong was taking his time, going in and out slowly, as if he was trying to engrave each move, each moan, each expressions in his brain and Yunho was beginning to loose it.
“Harder Jae”, he managed to say between two labored breaths, “ Go harder and faster and..deeper... I...I'm not going to vanish... into thin air...”
Jaejoong laughed and, bitting deeply a spot between his neck and his shoulder he knew was highly sensitive on everyone, begun thrusting the way Yunho wanted it him to.
“Like that Yunho?” he asked with a little bit of pride when he saw how hard Yunho was shutting his eyes and bitting his lips and yet still not being abble to keep quite.
“Hum...Oh! Oh yes, just there! oooh Jae... Jaejoong-aaah...”Yunho's hands went to firmly clutch the bars of the bed head.
“Yunho-yah...do you like it like that? Hum? ” He ponctuated his sentences by violently thrusting in him “Uh?... I like it so much when you moan my name... Do it again” It was so much of a turn on to hear his name in a whole new way than what it used to be until barely an hour ago.
“Oh Jaejooong-ah...you're so good ...in me...my Jaejoongie...aah....”
“Huuum...Open your eyes Yunho... open them...and look at me when you... say my name” Jaejoong speed was increasing and Yunho understood he was going to come. He took Jaejoong's hand and put it on his hard member, hopefully he quickly got the message. Locking their eyes, the two of them started to shout each other name
“Aaah! Jaejoong....Jae...ooooh...Jaejoong-ahhh... yes... like that... let me ..let me see you...let...me watch you come”
“Oh Yunhooo...Yunho-yah...hummm” his face was shining from the sweat, hair sticking, his shirt almost damped.
Yunho's body shook and tensed, his head falling back on the pillows, mouth open in a low and long blissful cry. As he released, Jaejoong waited a while for Yunho to calm down , whispering sweet words and sweet nothings in his ear, holding back his tears under the strong emotions he felt fo his leader. When Yunho told him, he begun to move again, eyes seeking for Yunho's ones, the immense love he felt radiating from him overwhelming his whole being as he came, Yunho's name in his mouth and heart, eye's full of Yunho's gorgeous body and endearing face.
Jaejoong crashed in Yunho's arm, catching his breath in the crook of his lover's neck , Yunho slowly drawing arabesques with the tip of his fingers on his back, on his shoulders, on his neck. After a while, Jaejoong suddenly stood up, broking their connection. His lips curved in a seducive smile, one that devastated Yunho's mind, making him hard all over again and, raising his arms in the air, said:
“ Now, my love, I want to feel you again, to feel your skin against mine... ”
Yunho flashed him back a smile, a smile so bright and pure, so wonderfull he could feel his heart missing a heartbeat or two and his hands and legs shaking slightly from the anticipation of what was to come for them. The leader pulled him by his shirt, kissing him hungrily. He stopped and crushed his body in a tight hug. Yunho's lips came close to his ear and said in a hot whisper that tickeled him from his ear to deep down in his toes:
“I love you too”
Jaejoong laughed, it was funny how a silly strip-poker game had opened his eyes. Nothing ended, nothing changed, it was just a natural continuation of their friendship, of what always had been crouching between the two of them. It was amazing how such a silly game had brought them to this very moment, there in Yunho's arms, a memory he would cherrish all his life like his most precious one.
“ Then undress me Yunho... my love”
Life was beautiful. Just like Yunho's smiles.
A/N:
It's my first time posting anything here. So please, I need feedback, give me constructive criticism, tell me where my grammar is wrong, if I made typos or anything.
Thank you for reading!