Sex Shop Worker
Title: Sex Shop Worker
Beta: the pure ligerliger
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Genre: Crack, Smut, (humor????)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Yunho visits a sex shop to buy Yoochun the best birthday present ever, and ends up meeting a man that blows him away.
Ever since Yoochun came out as bisexual, Yunho had decided to get him a present to help him embrace whatever gay emotions he possessed. Yunho and Yoochun had been best friends ever since their awkward presentation together in grade 8 on the female reproductive system, and it was an ongoing trend between them to get each other presents that mirrored the awkwardness of that very interaction. And Yunho figured that Yoochun opening a dildo at his 23rd birthday party with the boys would be pretty funny, Changmin would love it.
So when the idea of getting the gift for his roommate entered his mind during his shift at Booster Juice, Yunho couldn’t help but smiling to himself until he got home. As soon as he was set for bed and freshened up, he grabbed his laptop, and turned it on. The familiar VIXX background lit up his screen and Yunho smirked as he waited for his icons to load. Yunho really liked VIXX.
Yunho smiled to himself as he typed information into Naver for the closest and most discreet sex store--incognito mode, of course. Yunho, despite being gay, had never ventured to explore the world of sex toys, and his virginal mind was a bit curious. He found a cute store called ‘Choosey Lover’ and he clicked the website link to browse the selection. He casually skimmed the products and read the info about a few, but found nothing that screamed ‘Yoochun.’
Just when he was about to close the tab, his eyes caught on the perfect little dildo that made him grin with amusement. “Perfect,” he murmured to himself as he copied the name of the object onto his cellphone. After shutting his computer down, Yunho grinned happily to himself, kissed the VIXX poster that was over his bed (extra attention to Ken of course), shut off his bedside light, and threw himself into bed.
--
The next morning, Yunho ventured out early to make his visit to the sex shop. When he saw the sign of his destination acress the street he gulped and scanned the road to see if anyone familiar would notice him walking in. After he determined the coast was clear, he put his hood up and ran into the store.
As he entered, he was greeted by a cool and refreshing scent in the air, a multitude of products lining the shelves, and a familiar song playing on the speakers.
Acchim, Acchim, fantastic…
“VIXX,” he wondered aloud with a deep chuckle.
What was most unexpected to Yunho however, was whom the reply came from.
“Yeah, isn’t Leo just gorgeous?” said the maroon-haired man behind the counter who smiled at Yunho very welcomingly. The man had a soft face, sparkly eyes, and the crinkle at the corner of his eyes caused by his wide grin instantly sent Yunho’s heart into uneven and staggered palpitations. Yunho was so taken by him, he momentarily forgot who VIXX even was.
“…”
“Are you not a VIXX fan? That’s awkward…” the man laughed. “I’ll just shut up and let you shop. I’m Jaejoong.”
“…I’m Yunho,” Yunho replied. He was staring at Jaejoong’s lips now. He desperately wanted the man to stop so he could focus on the pretty pink lips that seemed to never stop babbling away. “Isn’t there a saying that lip colour matches the colour of the man’s…-” Yunho thought slowly as his mind quickly began to drift towards dirty fantasies involving those perfect lips.
“Is there a product you’re looking for in particular?” Jaejoong asked, unknowingly interrupting Yunho’s wandering thoughts.
“Uh yeah,” Yunho stammered awkwardly, fumbling for his phone. “I have the product number written down on my phone.” His hand found his phone in his hoodie pocket and he promptly handed it over to Jaejoong after pulling up the information. “J-jaejoong right?”
“Yep! Thanks Yunho!” Jaejoong replied as he read the information. He looked up at Yunho with a mildly surprised expression and chuckled.
“It’s a gift, I swear-” Yunho started.
Jaejoogn laughed and turned to walk down the aisle towards the back of the store. Yunho tried his utmost best not to stare at Jaejoong’s ass as he sauntered away, but Jaejoong’s designer skinny jeans really weren’t helping. “That’s what they all say,” Jaejoong called over his shoulder.
“No no, you don’t understand,” Yunho exclaimed as he followed him.
Jaejoong turned and interrupted Yunho’s denial with a finger to his lips. “Shhh,” he said erupting into a fit of giggles. “It’s okay to want a Hello Kitty dildo, Yunho.”
Jaejoong stopped and found the box, but to his distaste, the dildo was just out of his reach. He tried standing on his tiptoes and reaching for it, but all he accomplished was letting his shirt ride up, consequentially revealing a softly defined hipbone with a whisper of a sculpted abdomen.
Yunho clearly being much taller did not give up the chance to be a knight in shining armor, so without hesitation he came up behind Jaejoong and reached for the dildo. The scent of Jaejoong’s hair stalled his actions moment before he handed the box over.
Jaejoong raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t this yours?”
Yunho tried to fight off the blush as he replied, ”Oh shit, yeah.”
As Jaejoong made his way back to the cash register, Yunho followed and continued stammering, “Well it’s not for me but, I-I’m just-”
Yunho’s blush won when Jaejoong gracefully put his hand over his mouth to hide the giggles.
“You know, for a sex store sales associate, you’re really immature,” Yunho said haughtily, his embarrassment staining his cheeks.
“Well for a hot guy you’re pretty dumb,” Jaejoong retorted, flipping his hair out of his eyes.
“What?” Yuhno asked, the surprise obvious in his voice. And did Jaejoong just call me hot?
“I’m showing you I have interest in you, and you’re just standing there like a blushing fool,” Jaejoong replied casually as he scanned the box.
“How do you even know I’m gay?” Yunho asked defensively.
Just then, Yunho’s phone rang, and the catchy tune of WASSUP’s new single blasted in the store. It was the customized ringtone for Yoochun, so Yunho quickly turned his phone off.
“Well,” Jaejoong continued. “That just proved my theory.”
“Yeah, yeah, I think it did.”
“So… now that we have that established,” Jaejoong trailed off, looking at Yunho hopefully and a bit dreamily.
Yunho swallowed and placed his credit card on the table. “Would you… like to get some dinner with me today?”
Jaejoong grinned and happily took the credit card. “Oh yeah baby, would I ever.”
--
“The romantic thing to do Yunho, is to wrap the meat for me, and then cutely pop it into my mouth,” Jaejoong said very matter-of-factly.
Yunho smiled and took some meat, wrapped it tightly in the lettuce leaf, and attempted popping it into Jaejoong’s mouth. Unfortunately he had a bit too many soju shots, and seeing Jaejoong holding his mouth open happily was a little too enticing, so of course he dropped it in the grill.
Fortunately enough, Jaejoong was even more tipsy than Yunho was, so he just giggled and fished out the meat, dipped it in the sauce and fed it to Yunho himself.
“S-seeeeeeee, Yunho, ” he said after quickly putting some in his own mouth too, sauce dribbling down his chin. “I’m pretty fuckin' romantic!”
“Yeah you are, babe,” Yunho said as he wiped the sauce off Jaejoong’s face with his thumb. Jaejoong nipped his thumb and sucked the sauce off Yunho’s digit in thanks. The ahjumma across from them stared.
Yunho took another soju shot and placed his hand on Jaejoong’s knee. “Y'know Jaejae, I actually really love VIXX.”
“Really??” he exclaimed with way too much meat in his mouth.
It was Yunho’s turn to giggle now. “Yeah, Ken is my superrr favourite.”
“Mmm the things,” Jaejoong paused for another shot. “---I would do to Leo.”
Yunho fed him a piece of meat without dropping it. “The things I would do to you…” he said boldly, meeting Jaejoong's eyes with a burning intensity that caused Jaejoong to feel like a lovesick schoolgirl.
“Mmm yeah,” Jaejoong said, winking sluggishly. “You gonna use that gay Hello Kitty shit on me?” and he moved over into Yunho’s lap.
Yunho laughed and dragged Jaejoong up. “Maybe Yoochun won’t mind if we test it out,” he said suggestively as he pulled Jaejoong flush against his body.
Jaejoong buried his head in Yunho’s chest and blushed as he whispered, albeit very loudly, “Are you going to take me home, Yunnie?” his hands clutching the back of Yunho’s jacket.
“Unless you want me to do things to you here…” Yunho said jokingly as they both started nonsensically laughing.
Yunho hailed a taxi and spent the whole ride home to his apartment trying to delay Jaejoong’s advances that were really meant to be done in private. He was drunk but not shameless. And Jaejoong massaging his growing bulge was enough to probably drive him insane. His mind was glazed over with alcohol therefore nulling most of his inhibitions, and he truly just wanted to pin down the maroon-haired boy beside him and properly explore his body.
“Five more minutes,” he chided aloud to Jaejoong, and himself just as inclusively.
“But I promise I’ll,” Jaejoong had to giggle, “be quiet,” he whispered louder than his actual speaking voice. Jaejoong’s eagerness was so seductive and Yunho’s anticipation was unbearable. Clearly so was Jaejoong, because the older man was whimpering as his hands stayed encased and restrained in Yunho’s larger ones. To both their delight, however, in three minutes, they were home. The cab drive was 7 minutes.
The elevator ride seemed even longer than the cab drive, so much harder that he grabbed Jaejoong as soon as he saw it was empty and pulled him up for their first kiss of the night. Jaejoong tasted like strawberries, soju, and sex. Despite this being Yunho’s first taste of the other man, he knew he was already hooked. He found himself clutching Jaejoong to him like he was the most precious thing in the world, begging him to stay with him forever, whispering promises of love and sufficient adoration. The way Jaejoong sloppily fit into him and kissed him with matching fervor drove him wild, causing his newfound addiction to transform more and more into an inherent need.
Jaejoong’s hands explored as much as he could, and the sales associate almost felt his knees buckle in adoration as he clasped Yunho’s biceps through his leather jacket. The younger yet much taller man had been so adorable and cute earlier, but now he was emanating pure masculinity. He was what was keeping Jaejoong under control, yet demandingly kissing him and holding him close, which ironically caused him to lose control even more. To him, Yunho tasted like a deep vanilla musk, savory meat, and sex, and Jaejoong had never felt so floored and amazed. And was Yunho whispering promises of forever in his ear? He desperately hoped it wasn't the alcohol talking because instantly he knew he was obsessed with this man, and his body was only an open mirror to his emotions. He needed this; he needed to touch, to taste, and to feel Yunho. And that he did.
The two men stumbled into the apartment, and Yunho thanked all the gods he could recall that Yoochun was spending the night out-not like that would have stopped him anyway.
As soon as the door was shut, Yunho lifted Jaejoong onto his waist and Jaejoong happily obliged by instantly wrapping his legs around Yunho’s hips.
Yunho carried Jaejoong and pushed his back against the closest wall, letting his lips fall on the pale expanse of Jaejoong’s neck. He was drunk, yes, and his kisses were sloppy and without much direction, but he meant every single positive caress he placed on Jaejoong’s body. Jaejoong moaned and arched into Yunho’s advances, reaching to push off Yunho’s clothes at the same time. Yunho grunted and threw his leather jacket to the ground and lifted his polo off just as quickly.
Jaejoong moaned and his mouth watered as he took in the sight of shirtless Yunho in the dim lighting of the room. His hands wandered to Yunho's back, feeling the undefined yet rippling muscles, squeezing and leaving scratches that would not leave by the morning. He ground his hips against Yunho mercilessly as he reached his head up to meet the older man’s lips in a steamy kiss.
The passion in Jaejoong now dominating the kiss had Yunho's knees go weak, so he staggeringly maneuvered them to the bedroom. Jaejoong now straddled Yunho on the bed as he took a break from the other man's lips in order to remove his shirt. Yunho moaned appreciatively at the lack of clothing and at the fact that Jaejoong was just so very soft. He jerked up, causing the friction between their rubbing crotches to be intensified. Jaejoong audibly joined him and threw himself forward to capture Yunho's lips once again.
Yunho all but screamed with utter delight at the direct attention Jaejoong was giving and also getting from him, and he couldn’t understand how such an awkward situation on a bed could be just so essential to him. He paused to jerk his pants down from his hips, and reached over to do the same to Jaejoong.
“Yunho, you’re so fucking loud,” Jaejoong snickered. "Do you like how I make you feel, baby?" Jaejoong met Yunho's eyes and gave him his winning sultry stare, and Yunho had no intention of breaking eye contact. He saw beauty and lust despite the alcoholic glaze in Jaejoong's eyes, and desperately hoped that these feelings were real. He wanted everything to be real, he didn't want to wake up in the morning and forget this. He leaned forward and sucked Jaejoong's tongue into his mouth, letting the older man know how much he adored him. It was wet, sweaty, and dirty, but nonetheless Jaejoong felt worshipped.
Unfortunately, Jaejoong pants weren’t brought down just yet, because Yunho’s hands had, yes, gotten into Jaejoong’s pants, but they had become preoccupied and distracted massaging Jaejoong’s ass through his briefs--unknowingly at the same time causing Jaejoong’s clothed member to rub against his even more. Jaejoong was not protesting. He arched into Yunho’s touch, and rotated his hips deliciously against Yunho’s as the younger man held him close. Yunho was incredibly hard and was about to start begging for more clothes to be removed. This felt amazing, yet the excessive clothing made it stifling. He wanted to be set free.
"Too-" Jaejoong gasped almost reading Yunho’s mind, "too many clothes." He pulled his hand away from Yunho's shoulder and reached down to pull Yunho's bulging member out of his pants. He felt the hardness of the velvety warmth in his hand and giggled as he pumped it slowly. Yunho buckled and roughly thrusted up into Jaejoong's hand relishing the feeling of the older man's skin against him.
"Mmm, Yunho," Jaejoong said in a low airy voice. "Yunnie, you feel so good."
Yunho growled in response and kissed Jaejoong in response while simultaneously fishing his cock out of his pants to stroke it at double the speed, causing the older man to whimper and collapse onto Yunho's now sweaty body. Everything was so hurried and going so fast, and that made the anticipation even more exciting. The sensation of the alcohol and Yunho vigorously working his cock had Jaejoong gasping and seeing stars. So when Yunho sloppily jerked himself and Jaejoong together with his right hand, and used his left hand to grab Jaejoong by the hair for another heated liplock, Jaejoong's whimpers and moans transformed into desperate mewls.
"Are you gonna come for me, baby?" Yunho asked lowly as Jaejoong's mewls became more frequent and elongated. He jerked the both of them faster and flung his head back back as the waves of pure unadulterated pleasure started to wrack his body. Jaejoong's mind was scattered and frantically searching for his release that was so close. Yunho made him feel so good, and it was his name that Jaejoong panted over and over desperately as the pressure built up more and more.
"Mmmm yessss, Yun-nngggg," Jaejoong gasped as he rapidly thrust into Yunho's warm hand, throwing off its rhythm. When Yunho used his other hand to reach down Jaejoong’s chest to tweak and pinch a raised nipple, Jaejoong’s moan evolved into a scream as his mind went blank and faded to black. His body racked and shuddered and he rode out his orgasm into Yunho’s hand, the sensitivity tickling him just right. He collapsed heavily onto Yunho’s chest, grinning and panting like the happiest man alive.
The thick white strands coated the inside of Yunho’s hand and the base of his abdomen, so despite Jaejoong falling out of his hand due to exhaustion, Yunho rapidly jerked himself off, relishing in the pleasure and newfound lubrication. He was so close it hurt. So when Jaejoong finally came back to awareness and he smacked Yunho’s hand away, taking Yunho’s bulging cock into his own hands, he moved down and brought it to his mouth, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he tasted himself mixed with the perfect musk that was Yunho.
Jaejoong was drunk, and perfectly sated, but he eagerly pushed Yunho deeper into his mouth. His saliva slicked the shaft even more and dripped all over, but Yunho didn't care. His mind was blown because his dick was being blown, and it felt ethereal. When Jaejoong sucked just the tip into his mouth and jerked Yunho rapidly with his other hand, Yunho suddenly felt a burst of happiness and pleasure. Jaejoong sent him flying, and when Jaejoong greedily slurped up Yunho's release, Yunho was sure he was he was seeing stars.
Exhausted, the two men languidly kissed each other as they found themselves sufficiently wrapped up in Yunho's bedsheets. They drifted away to sleep in each other's arms.
--
Yunho woke up the next morning with a smile despite the pain mercilessly pounding in his head, and as he untangled his limbs from Jaejoong's, the other man awoke as well.
"Fuck, my head!"
Yunho chuckled. "Yeah, me too."
Jaejoong moaned and dragged Yunho back down into bed. "Sleep more you fucker, it's too fucking early." He snuggled into Yunho's chest, and Yunho's heart soared because Jaejoong still wanted him.
"Jae, it's 2pm," Yunho said happily.
"Oh shit, really?" Jaejoong slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes. "How stupid was I last night? And is that a VIXX poster?"
Yunho pulled him close and smiled. "I think you were lovely."
Jaejoong rolled his eyes and hugged Yunho back. "You're really gay, Yunho, I don't know why you tried acting like you weren't."
When Yunho ducked down to kiss him, Jaejoong obliged before blushing and assenting to the last statement, "It was pretty lovely though, wasn't it?"
"Are you gonna go out with me for real?" Yunho asked casually.
"Gay."
"So are you," Yunho retorted.
Jaejoing stretched and sighed, running his hand lazily over Yunho's abdomen. "Well, I think late-afternoon-hungover-cuddling is only a thing couples do so..." He looked up at Yunho and grinned.
The sunlight streaked across the room and reflected off Jaejoong's dark red hair, and as Yunho kissed the beautiful man deeply, he felt truly satisfied.
"Hey boyfriend, stop being gay so we can shower," Jaejoong said teasingly. "You need to buy me Starbucks, pronto."
But when Yunho pulled him under the sheets and kissed him some more, Jaejoong knew he couldn't say no.
A/N: WELP I TRIED WRITING CRACK OKAY I DEDICATE THIS FIC TO JASMIN WHO GAVE ME THE IDEA OKAY OKAY
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Beta: the pure ligerliger
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Genre: Crack, Smut, (humor????)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Yunho visits a sex shop to buy Yoochun the best birthday present ever, and ends up meeting a man that blows him away.
Ever since Yoochun came out as bisexual, Yunho had decided to get him a present to help him embrace whatever gay emotions he possessed. Yunho and Yoochun had been best friends ever since their awkward presentation together in grade 8 on the female reproductive system, and it was an ongoing trend between them to get each other presents that mirrored the awkwardness of that very interaction. And Yunho figured that Yoochun opening a dildo at his 23rd birthday party with the boys would be pretty funny, Changmin would love it.
So when the idea of getting the gift for his roommate entered his mind during his shift at Booster Juice, Yunho couldn’t help but smiling to himself until he got home. As soon as he was set for bed and freshened up, he grabbed his laptop, and turned it on. The familiar VIXX background lit up his screen and Yunho smirked as he waited for his icons to load. Yunho really liked VIXX.
Yunho smiled to himself as he typed information into Naver for the closest and most discreet sex store--incognito mode, of course. Yunho, despite being gay, had never ventured to explore the world of sex toys, and his virginal mind was a bit curious. He found a cute store called ‘Choosey Lover’ and he clicked the website link to browse the selection. He casually skimmed the products and read the info about a few, but found nothing that screamed ‘Yoochun.’
Just when he was about to close the tab, his eyes caught on the perfect little dildo that made him grin with amusement. “Perfect,” he murmured to himself as he copied the name of the object onto his cellphone. After shutting his computer down, Yunho grinned happily to himself, kissed the VIXX poster that was over his bed (extra attention to Ken of course), shut off his bedside light, and threw himself into bed.
--
The next morning, Yunho ventured out early to make his visit to the sex shop. When he saw the sign of his destination acress the street he gulped and scanned the road to see if anyone familiar would notice him walking in. After he determined the coast was clear, he put his hood up and ran into the store.
As he entered, he was greeted by a cool and refreshing scent in the air, a multitude of products lining the shelves, and a familiar song playing on the speakers.
Acchim, Acchim, fantastic…
“VIXX,” he wondered aloud with a deep chuckle.
What was most unexpected to Yunho however, was whom the reply came from.
“Yeah, isn’t Leo just gorgeous?” said the maroon-haired man behind the counter who smiled at Yunho very welcomingly. The man had a soft face, sparkly eyes, and the crinkle at the corner of his eyes caused by his wide grin instantly sent Yunho’s heart into uneven and staggered palpitations. Yunho was so taken by him, he momentarily forgot who VIXX even was.
“…”
“Are you not a VIXX fan? That’s awkward…” the man laughed. “I’ll just shut up and let you shop. I’m Jaejoong.”
“…I’m Yunho,” Yunho replied. He was staring at Jaejoong’s lips now. He desperately wanted the man to stop so he could focus on the pretty pink lips that seemed to never stop babbling away. “Isn’t there a saying that lip colour matches the colour of the man’s…-” Yunho thought slowly as his mind quickly began to drift towards dirty fantasies involving those perfect lips.
“Is there a product you’re looking for in particular?” Jaejoong asked, unknowingly interrupting Yunho’s wandering thoughts.
“Uh yeah,” Yunho stammered awkwardly, fumbling for his phone. “I have the product number written down on my phone.” His hand found his phone in his hoodie pocket and he promptly handed it over to Jaejoong after pulling up the information. “J-jaejoong right?”
“Yep! Thanks Yunho!” Jaejoong replied as he read the information. He looked up at Yunho with a mildly surprised expression and chuckled.
“It’s a gift, I swear-” Yunho started.
Jaejoogn laughed and turned to walk down the aisle towards the back of the store. Yunho tried his utmost best not to stare at Jaejoong’s ass as he sauntered away, but Jaejoong’s designer skinny jeans really weren’t helping. “That’s what they all say,” Jaejoong called over his shoulder.
“No no, you don’t understand,” Yunho exclaimed as he followed him.
Jaejoong turned and interrupted Yunho’s denial with a finger to his lips. “Shhh,” he said erupting into a fit of giggles. “It’s okay to want a Hello Kitty dildo, Yunho.”
Jaejoong stopped and found the box, but to his distaste, the dildo was just out of his reach. He tried standing on his tiptoes and reaching for it, but all he accomplished was letting his shirt ride up, consequentially revealing a softly defined hipbone with a whisper of a sculpted abdomen.
Yunho clearly being much taller did not give up the chance to be a knight in shining armor, so without hesitation he came up behind Jaejoong and reached for the dildo. The scent of Jaejoong’s hair stalled his actions moment before he handed the box over.
Jaejoong raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t this yours?”
Yunho tried to fight off the blush as he replied, ”Oh shit, yeah.”
As Jaejoong made his way back to the cash register, Yunho followed and continued stammering, “Well it’s not for me but, I-I’m just-”
Yunho’s blush won when Jaejoong gracefully put his hand over his mouth to hide the giggles.
“You know, for a sex store sales associate, you’re really immature,” Yunho said haughtily, his embarrassment staining his cheeks.
“Well for a hot guy you’re pretty dumb,” Jaejoong retorted, flipping his hair out of his eyes.
“What?” Yuhno asked, the surprise obvious in his voice. And did Jaejoong just call me hot?
“I’m showing you I have interest in you, and you’re just standing there like a blushing fool,” Jaejoong replied casually as he scanned the box.
“How do you even know I’m gay?” Yunho asked defensively.
Just then, Yunho’s phone rang, and the catchy tune of WASSUP’s new single blasted in the store. It was the customized ringtone for Yoochun, so Yunho quickly turned his phone off.
“Well,” Jaejoong continued. “That just proved my theory.”
“Yeah, yeah, I think it did.”
“So… now that we have that established,” Jaejoong trailed off, looking at Yunho hopefully and a bit dreamily.
Yunho swallowed and placed his credit card on the table. “Would you… like to get some dinner with me today?”
Jaejoong grinned and happily took the credit card. “Oh yeah baby, would I ever.”
--
“The romantic thing to do Yunho, is to wrap the meat for me, and then cutely pop it into my mouth,” Jaejoong said very matter-of-factly.
Yunho smiled and took some meat, wrapped it tightly in the lettuce leaf, and attempted popping it into Jaejoong’s mouth. Unfortunately he had a bit too many soju shots, and seeing Jaejoong holding his mouth open happily was a little too enticing, so of course he dropped it in the grill.
Fortunately enough, Jaejoong was even more tipsy than Yunho was, so he just giggled and fished out the meat, dipped it in the sauce and fed it to Yunho himself.
“S-seeeeeeee, Yunho, ” he said after quickly putting some in his own mouth too, sauce dribbling down his chin. “I’m pretty fuckin' romantic!”
“Yeah you are, babe,” Yunho said as he wiped the sauce off Jaejoong’s face with his thumb. Jaejoong nipped his thumb and sucked the sauce off Yunho’s digit in thanks. The ahjumma across from them stared.
Yunho took another soju shot and placed his hand on Jaejoong’s knee. “Y'know Jaejae, I actually really love VIXX.”
“Really??” he exclaimed with way too much meat in his mouth.
It was Yunho’s turn to giggle now. “Yeah, Ken is my superrr favourite.”
“Mmm the things,” Jaejoong paused for another shot. “---I would do to Leo.”
Yunho fed him a piece of meat without dropping it. “The things I would do to you…” he said boldly, meeting Jaejoong's eyes with a burning intensity that caused Jaejoong to feel like a lovesick schoolgirl.
“Mmm yeah,” Jaejoong said, winking sluggishly. “You gonna use that gay Hello Kitty shit on me?” and he moved over into Yunho’s lap.
Yunho laughed and dragged Jaejoong up. “Maybe Yoochun won’t mind if we test it out,” he said suggestively as he pulled Jaejoong flush against his body.
Jaejoong buried his head in Yunho’s chest and blushed as he whispered, albeit very loudly, “Are you going to take me home, Yunnie?” his hands clutching the back of Yunho’s jacket.
“Unless you want me to do things to you here…” Yunho said jokingly as they both started nonsensically laughing.
Yunho hailed a taxi and spent the whole ride home to his apartment trying to delay Jaejoong’s advances that were really meant to be done in private. He was drunk but not shameless. And Jaejoong massaging his growing bulge was enough to probably drive him insane. His mind was glazed over with alcohol therefore nulling most of his inhibitions, and he truly just wanted to pin down the maroon-haired boy beside him and properly explore his body.
“Five more minutes,” he chided aloud to Jaejoong, and himself just as inclusively.
“But I promise I’ll,” Jaejoong had to giggle, “be quiet,” he whispered louder than his actual speaking voice. Jaejoong’s eagerness was so seductive and Yunho’s anticipation was unbearable. Clearly so was Jaejoong, because the older man was whimpering as his hands stayed encased and restrained in Yunho’s larger ones. To both their delight, however, in three minutes, they were home. The cab drive was 7 minutes.
The elevator ride seemed even longer than the cab drive, so much harder that he grabbed Jaejoong as soon as he saw it was empty and pulled him up for their first kiss of the night. Jaejoong tasted like strawberries, soju, and sex. Despite this being Yunho’s first taste of the other man, he knew he was already hooked. He found himself clutching Jaejoong to him like he was the most precious thing in the world, begging him to stay with him forever, whispering promises of love and sufficient adoration. The way Jaejoong sloppily fit into him and kissed him with matching fervor drove him wild, causing his newfound addiction to transform more and more into an inherent need.
Jaejoong’s hands explored as much as he could, and the sales associate almost felt his knees buckle in adoration as he clasped Yunho’s biceps through his leather jacket. The younger yet much taller man had been so adorable and cute earlier, but now he was emanating pure masculinity. He was what was keeping Jaejoong under control, yet demandingly kissing him and holding him close, which ironically caused him to lose control even more. To him, Yunho tasted like a deep vanilla musk, savory meat, and sex, and Jaejoong had never felt so floored and amazed. And was Yunho whispering promises of forever in his ear? He desperately hoped it wasn't the alcohol talking because instantly he knew he was obsessed with this man, and his body was only an open mirror to his emotions. He needed this; he needed to touch, to taste, and to feel Yunho. And that he did.
The two men stumbled into the apartment, and Yunho thanked all the gods he could recall that Yoochun was spending the night out-not like that would have stopped him anyway.
As soon as the door was shut, Yunho lifted Jaejoong onto his waist and Jaejoong happily obliged by instantly wrapping his legs around Yunho’s hips.
Yunho carried Jaejoong and pushed his back against the closest wall, letting his lips fall on the pale expanse of Jaejoong’s neck. He was drunk, yes, and his kisses were sloppy and without much direction, but he meant every single positive caress he placed on Jaejoong’s body. Jaejoong moaned and arched into Yunho’s advances, reaching to push off Yunho’s clothes at the same time. Yunho grunted and threw his leather jacket to the ground and lifted his polo off just as quickly.
Jaejoong moaned and his mouth watered as he took in the sight of shirtless Yunho in the dim lighting of the room. His hands wandered to Yunho's back, feeling the undefined yet rippling muscles, squeezing and leaving scratches that would not leave by the morning. He ground his hips against Yunho mercilessly as he reached his head up to meet the older man’s lips in a steamy kiss.
The passion in Jaejoong now dominating the kiss had Yunho's knees go weak, so he staggeringly maneuvered them to the bedroom. Jaejoong now straddled Yunho on the bed as he took a break from the other man's lips in order to remove his shirt. Yunho moaned appreciatively at the lack of clothing and at the fact that Jaejoong was just so very soft. He jerked up, causing the friction between their rubbing crotches to be intensified. Jaejoong audibly joined him and threw himself forward to capture Yunho's lips once again.
Yunho all but screamed with utter delight at the direct attention Jaejoong was giving and also getting from him, and he couldn’t understand how such an awkward situation on a bed could be just so essential to him. He paused to jerk his pants down from his hips, and reached over to do the same to Jaejoong.
“Yunho, you’re so fucking loud,” Jaejoong snickered. "Do you like how I make you feel, baby?" Jaejoong met Yunho's eyes and gave him his winning sultry stare, and Yunho had no intention of breaking eye contact. He saw beauty and lust despite the alcoholic glaze in Jaejoong's eyes, and desperately hoped that these feelings were real. He wanted everything to be real, he didn't want to wake up in the morning and forget this. He leaned forward and sucked Jaejoong's tongue into his mouth, letting the older man know how much he adored him. It was wet, sweaty, and dirty, but nonetheless Jaejoong felt worshipped.
Unfortunately, Jaejoong pants weren’t brought down just yet, because Yunho’s hands had, yes, gotten into Jaejoong’s pants, but they had become preoccupied and distracted massaging Jaejoong’s ass through his briefs--unknowingly at the same time causing Jaejoong’s clothed member to rub against his even more. Jaejoong was not protesting. He arched into Yunho’s touch, and rotated his hips deliciously against Yunho’s as the younger man held him close. Yunho was incredibly hard and was about to start begging for more clothes to be removed. This felt amazing, yet the excessive clothing made it stifling. He wanted to be set free.
"Too-" Jaejoong gasped almost reading Yunho’s mind, "too many clothes." He pulled his hand away from Yunho's shoulder and reached down to pull Yunho's bulging member out of his pants. He felt the hardness of the velvety warmth in his hand and giggled as he pumped it slowly. Yunho buckled and roughly thrusted up into Jaejoong's hand relishing the feeling of the older man's skin against him.
"Mmm, Yunho," Jaejoong said in a low airy voice. "Yunnie, you feel so good."
Yunho growled in response and kissed Jaejoong in response while simultaneously fishing his cock out of his pants to stroke it at double the speed, causing the older man to whimper and collapse onto Yunho's now sweaty body. Everything was so hurried and going so fast, and that made the anticipation even more exciting. The sensation of the alcohol and Yunho vigorously working his cock had Jaejoong gasping and seeing stars. So when Yunho sloppily jerked himself and Jaejoong together with his right hand, and used his left hand to grab Jaejoong by the hair for another heated liplock, Jaejoong's whimpers and moans transformed into desperate mewls.
"Are you gonna come for me, baby?" Yunho asked lowly as Jaejoong's mewls became more frequent and elongated. He jerked the both of them faster and flung his head back back as the waves of pure unadulterated pleasure started to wrack his body. Jaejoong's mind was scattered and frantically searching for his release that was so close. Yunho made him feel so good, and it was his name that Jaejoong panted over and over desperately as the pressure built up more and more.
"Mmmm yessss, Yun-nngggg," Jaejoong gasped as he rapidly thrust into Yunho's warm hand, throwing off its rhythm. When Yunho used his other hand to reach down Jaejoong’s chest to tweak and pinch a raised nipple, Jaejoong’s moan evolved into a scream as his mind went blank and faded to black. His body racked and shuddered and he rode out his orgasm into Yunho’s hand, the sensitivity tickling him just right. He collapsed heavily onto Yunho’s chest, grinning and panting like the happiest man alive.
The thick white strands coated the inside of Yunho’s hand and the base of his abdomen, so despite Jaejoong falling out of his hand due to exhaustion, Yunho rapidly jerked himself off, relishing in the pleasure and newfound lubrication. He was so close it hurt. So when Jaejoong finally came back to awareness and he smacked Yunho’s hand away, taking Yunho’s bulging cock into his own hands, he moved down and brought it to his mouth, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he tasted himself mixed with the perfect musk that was Yunho.
Jaejoong was drunk, and perfectly sated, but he eagerly pushed Yunho deeper into his mouth. His saliva slicked the shaft even more and dripped all over, but Yunho didn't care. His mind was blown because his dick was being blown, and it felt ethereal. When Jaejoong sucked just the tip into his mouth and jerked Yunho rapidly with his other hand, Yunho suddenly felt a burst of happiness and pleasure. Jaejoong sent him flying, and when Jaejoong greedily slurped up Yunho's release, Yunho was sure he was he was seeing stars.
Exhausted, the two men languidly kissed each other as they found themselves sufficiently wrapped up in Yunho's bedsheets. They drifted away to sleep in each other's arms.
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Yunho woke up the next morning with a smile despite the pain mercilessly pounding in his head, and as he untangled his limbs from Jaejoong's, the other man awoke as well.
"Fuck, my head!"
Yunho chuckled. "Yeah, me too."
Jaejoong moaned and dragged Yunho back down into bed. "Sleep more you fucker, it's too fucking early." He snuggled into Yunho's chest, and Yunho's heart soared because Jaejoong still wanted him.
"Jae, it's 2pm," Yunho said happily.
"Oh shit, really?" Jaejoong slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes. "How stupid was I last night? And is that a VIXX poster?"
Yunho pulled him close and smiled. "I think you were lovely."
Jaejoong rolled his eyes and hugged Yunho back. "You're really gay, Yunho, I don't know why you tried acting like you weren't."
When Yunho ducked down to kiss him, Jaejoong obliged before blushing and assenting to the last statement, "It was pretty lovely though, wasn't it?"
"Are you gonna go out with me for real?" Yunho asked casually.
"Gay."
"So are you," Yunho retorted.
Jaejoing stretched and sighed, running his hand lazily over Yunho's abdomen. "Well, I think late-afternoon-hungover-cuddling is only a thing couples do so..." He looked up at Yunho and grinned.
The sunlight streaked across the room and reflected off Jaejoong's dark red hair, and as Yunho kissed the beautiful man deeply, he felt truly satisfied.
"Hey boyfriend, stop being gay so we can shower," Jaejoong said teasingly. "You need to buy me Starbucks, pronto."
But when Yunho pulled him under the sheets and kissed him some more, Jaejoong knew he couldn't say no.
A/N: WELP I TRIED WRITING CRACK OKAY I DEDICATE THIS FIC TO JASMIN WHO GAVE ME THE IDEA OKAY OKAY
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