[Oneshot] Burnt Pancakes
Title: Burnt Pancakes
Author: matsukisara
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Fluff, Romance, Smut
Pairing: Yoosu
Summary: Lazy but a passionate morning greeting
A/N: Well this is my first time to write a Yoosu fic *O* And I dedicate this fic to missvue09 unnie as my early birthday gift for her ^~^ Actually her birthday is still on December (and mine as well) but I pretty much know that I'll be busy by that time so yeah I decided to write it already ^^ Well I hope you guys like it O.o
Burnt Pancakes
Junsu woke one Sunday morning, sunlight streaming in through the window, sighing as a face approached above him. "Honey?"
"What?" Junsu asked voice thick with sleep. "Where's the pancake mix?"
Junsu groaned. "Second shelf from the bottom in the cupboard," he answered and was rewarded with a kiss on his forehead. He couldn't help but smile. "They better be fucking awesome pancakes, Yoochun."
"No promises. Morning, Junsu" he murmured, placing a kiss at the corner of his mouth. Junsu just mumbled something back, before turning onto his other side. Yoochun chuckled, moving away. "Don't get up, just stay there."
"Wasn't planning on it."
"I know."
Yoochun burnt the pancakes. Junsu could smell them from the bedroom but snuggled back into the pillow, inhaling the scent of Yoochun. He loved it when Yoochun stays over at his place after a hard day at work because Yoochun would always take his mind off things.
Junsu sighs, sitting up slowly and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. The door creaked open and Yoochun popped his head in. "Uh..."
"You burnt them."
"Yes." Yoochun mumbled
"Of course you did."
"Well... I wouldn't have felt obliged to make them if you hadn't bought the mixture," Yoochun said softly sitting down on the bed and caressing Junsu's bed hair.
"Don't blame me for wha…” he complained but Yoochun kissed him lightly, cutting him off “Tell me why I love you again?"
Yoochun smiled before lowering his head, kissing Junsu again. Yoochun smiled against his lips as they parted. "That's why," he said.
"Yeah, whatever" Junsu laughed, wrapping his arms around Yoochun's neck and drawing him in for another kiss. He gave a surprised yelp as Yoochun lowered him to the bed, quickly giving in and sighing into Yoochun's lips as the other ran a hand up and down his side.
Their kiss was slow and sweet; Junsu loves the way Yoochun's lips felt against his. His skin was rough and calloused as he slipped a hand under Junsu's shirt, but that was Yoochun.
Junsu's own hands ran across Yoochun's back, feeling the muscles under his skin move as he unbuttoned Junsu's shirt. Junsu slid his hands down and pushed Yoochun's sweat pants off, smiling into the kiss when he realized that Yoochun wasn't wearing underwear.
"What?" Yoochun asked. Pulling away and looking at Junsu, breathless and flushed, beneath him. "Seriously? It's Sunday, I'm allowed to not wear boxers."
Junsu hummed his approval, leaning up and capturing those lips with his own again. Soon Junsu's pants were gone too, and they gasped as their erections brushed together. Junsu licked Yoochun's lip, asking permission which was granted immediately and lazily stroked Yoochun's tongue with his own.
Yoochun trailed his hand down Junsu's body, grasping both of their members in his hand, and started pumping them slowly. They both groaned at the action, Junsu's hips wanting more but Yoochun was quite content to stay at that pace.
When he could feel Junsu's muscles beneath him start to tighten, Yoochun let go of their members and reached over to Junsu's bedside table, searching around in one of the drawers for the lube he knew was there.
He pulled away from the kiss, laughing lightly as Junsu groaned and started to bit at his collarbone. "Stop that," he said but he didn't really mean it. He never did. "Where the hell did you put…"
"It's in the third drawer," Junsu murmured against his skin and Yoochun shivered.
"Stop… ah… stop moving things," Yoochun complained but again, he didn't mean it.
Yoochun moved back over, lying atop of Junsu and supporting himself on his elbows as he kissed him deeply, passionately. Junsu moaned, lifting a leg and placing it around Yoochun's thin waist, rocking their erections together, telling him to hurry up.
He covered his fingers with lube, before leading his hand down to Junsu's entrance, never breaking the kiss. One finger gently rubbed at his most private area, making Junsu moan and turn his head to the side.
Yoochun chuckled against the skin on Junsu's neck, gently pushing a finger in and moaning, feeling the tightness of Junsu around him. He distracts himself by lightly biting at Junsu's neck and ear, running his tongue over the reddened skin.
Hi finger was joined by another one, and Junsu arched up. "It's okay," he said, before Yoochun could ask him if he was alright. He kissed his temple softly and Junsu smiled, turning his head back to kiss Yoochun on the lips, running his tongue over his collarbone.
"You know" he murmured, and Yoochun could feel his muscles relaxing around his fingers, "I really love your collarbone."
"You know, I really love your ass" Yoochun said back, rubbing his other hand up and down Junsu's thigh as he added another finger.
Junsu's eyes shut, he made a noise at the back of his throat. Yoochun bit down playfully on one of Junsu's nipples and the other let out the breath he had been holding, leading a hand up to tangle in Yoochun's dark messy hair.
"I… ah… know…" Junsu started, still trying to get used to the feeling, even though this wasn't their first time. "You alwa… always tell m-me."
Yoochun silenced him with a kiss.
Junsu was soon allowing him to move his fingers inside him, and Yoochun couldn't help but moan at the tightness surrounding them.
He led the hand that had been cupping Junsu's face to his abandoned cock, and the other let out a yelp as the other pumped him. Junsu fell apart beneath him, becoming a moaning mess as Yoochun worked his fingers.
"Now," Junsu panted, leaning up to kiss Yoochun as he coated his member with lube and positioned himself at Junsu's entrance. "Please."
Yoochun didn't have to be asked twice, and gently pushed into the other, only stopping once buried completely in the other. "Ah…" he gasped, resting his forehead against Junsu's, their sweat-soaked hair sticking to their skin.
Junsu moved his other leg around Yoochun's waist and they both cried out in pleasure, reveling in the electricity that shot up their spines at the movement. "Move," Junsu ordered, gently biting Yoochun's ear before kissing him breathlessly.
Yoochun waited a little longer, knowing that Junsu was lying and not completely ready. He shivered beneath him, arms locked tightly about Yoochun's neck, and as soon as Yoochun felt him twitch slightly, he withdrew, lazily pushing back in.
Junsu arched his head back, and Yoochun continued to thrust in slowly, sucking at the expanse of skin on his neck.
Junsu purred as Yoochun drew his thumb over his precome, wrapping his fingers lightly around his member and pumping in time with his thrusts. It was an insanely slow pace, Junsu thought, but as he bit down upon Yoochun's jaw and he felt him twitch inside him, he didn't really mind.
"I love you," he panted out, as Yoochun's thrusts picked up their pace. He grunted in response, and Junsu had to chuckle. Yoochun kissed him again, long and deep and passionately, and Junsu knew that was his real response.
Yoochun's eyes were impossibly dark as he drew away, and Junsu's hips involuntarily bucked up, moaning at the sheer lust and love in his eyes.
Yoochun's grip on his member grew tighter unconsciously as his hips thrust in faster, and they both groaned, Yoochun grabbing Junsu’s hips and lifting him up carefully, letting go of his member to balance himself on the bed.
Junsu suddenly gasped, grabbing ahold of the sheets tightly as Yoochun brushed that spot inside of him, another low scream ripping from his throat as Yoochun pushed into him again, hitting it dead-on. He mumbled something incomprehensible as Junsu clamped down upon him, clenching his eyes shut.
Junsu's hand flew to his cock, pumping fast. Yoochun leans down and kissed him, his lips rough against his own, and he smiled into it, groaning as he came. Yoochun shuddered, and pushed in a few more times before coming inside Junsu with a low growl.
His face was pressed against his neck as he panted, coming down off his high, and rolled over to collapse on the bed sheets, planting a small kiss to Junsu's flushed shoulder.
They lay there for who knows how long, content to bask in the afterglow, with Yoochun still inside Junsu. Junsu turned his head, looking at the noble profile of the man beside him, the light filtering in through the curtains tainting his skin a shade of honey.
"What's up?" Yoochun asked, voice hoarse and low, and Junsu loves the sound of his voice right after sex.
"You burnt more than the pancakes, didn't you?"
"...yes." Yoochun said.
"Just how bad is my kitchen?" Junsu asks.
Yoochun wound an arm around Junsu's waist before he could get up, pressing his face into his neck again. And really, Junsu didn't want to get up, anyway.
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A/N: Done ^O^ Comments are loved *O* And I have a confession to make O_O Yoosu was my first OTP before I became a die hard Jaechun OTP o.O Well that's all ^^ But Yoosu is still my 2nd fave after Jaechun ^~^ hehe... Also I didn't make a yoosu poster because I haven't installed my photoshop T^T But I'll try to change it soon ^~^