Sluts named Kim Yunho
Author: mmmsmellll
Pairing: Jae/ho, min/chun
Genre: romance, humor,
Rating: nc-17
Disclaimer: I don’t own them ;~;
Summary: Sometimes, Yunho thinks his slutty cousin can be smart but usually... he's wrong.
Yunho’s really not sure how the fire starts but he wakes up to a man in a mask and he screams, immediately choking when he inhales a mouthful of smoke. He’s confused, shouting his cousin’s name but the man only pulls him harder.
Before he can try to clear his lungs, the man is dragging him down the stairs and in seconds they’re outside and Yunho begins to hack, face covered in black smog before he suddenly collapses.
“Get the EMT!”
Yunho wakes up to his dramatic cousin, Yoochun, crying over his body. He swats at him. “I’m not dead you ass.”
Yoochun continues to blubber and Yunho suddenly hugs him. “Are you okay?”
Yoochun only blubbers more when a man appears in the doorway, flowers in his hand. He blinks when he sees Yunho pushing Yoochun away. “You’re awake now? I’m glad.”
Yoochun pouts. “Who are those flowers for? I was in the fire too you know.”
The man looks uncomfortable for a moment. “You?”
Yoochun gasps out in fake surprise. “Aren’t you the sweetest thing?!” he moves over to the snatch the flowers away. “Isn’t he just adorable?!” he blinks after smelling the flowers. “Who are you?”
The man smiles. “Kim Junsu! I was one of the firefighters that helped put out your house.”
“Are you the one who saved me?”
Junsu blushes. “No, that’s Jaejoong. We said were getting some supplies. He… was not so lucky and had to stay.”
Yoochun gives Yunho a look. “They wanted to see if you were okay.”
Another man appears with a basket of fruit in hand. He looks bored and Yoochun looks at him, hands already on the basket. “Who is that for?”
“Are you Kim Yunho?”
Yoochun shakes his head and the man snatches the basket. “Then not you.”
Yoochun pouts, glaring at him before he snatches the basket away. “I have the power to kick you out.”
“No you don’t.” Yunho hisses before smiling. “And it’s Jung Yunho.”
The man shrugs. “Not my problem. You’re alive, right? I’m leaving.” Before he can a voice stops him.
“Can you tell me, who is Changmin?” comes Yoochun’s voice.
Yunho looks at the twinkle in his cousin’s eyes and know he wants to do him.
“NO.” the man snaps, stomping off.
Junsu laughs a bit. “That was Changmin by the way, he… he broke your couch.”
Yunho’s mouth hits the ground. “WHAT?!”
Yoochun grins. “He’s cute, no?”
Yunho snatches the basket away. “No!”
Yunho sighs when he sees his place. “It’s not hurt!” he cries out, hugging his new couch.
“Whoever picked this out... he’s a geunius.”
Yunho looks at his cousin and he can already see Yoochun humping that tall guy in his mind. “Get over him!”
Yoochun glares, pointing at him. “D-Don’t ruin this for me!”
“What’s your obsession with this guy?”
Yoochun grins. “He saved me so he deserves a blowjob.”
Yunho wonders where the fuck his cousin comes up with shit sometimes.
“Why do you want to see that guy anyways?”
Yoochun hums, swinging his arms. “I wonder.”
Yunho rolls his eyes, slapping his cousin in the back of the head. “Why?!”
Yoochun grins. “It’s a secret!!”
Yunho growls, hitting him again but Yoochun dodges, pointing. “We’re here!”
Yoochun smiles at everyone they pass and he nudges. “These guys are kind of cute.”
Yunho snorts, squeezing the basket in his hand. “A firefighter as a boyfriend? Um no, they’d have no time for you.”
Yoochun rolls his eyes before grinning sleazily. “Who needs a boyfriend? You know how good the sex would be when they haven’t seen you in days?” he moans from the thought and Yunho swears the entire row of fire fighters faints.
“Yah, Kim Yunho! You and your dog are creating trouble.”
“It’s Jung!” he snaps, turning to see Changmin, shirtless with a towel around his neck.
Yoochun turns a second later and makes a strangled noise. “Overload!” he sputters before falling back right into Yunho’s arms, unconscious.
Changmin laughs, moving past Yunho and the man shrieks, holding up his knocked out cousin. “SOME HELP!”
Changmin comes back and grabs the basket and Yunho hits him with Yoochun’s arm. “Better help!” he hisses.
There’s a man sleeping on a bench and Changmin sets Yoochun down, perking an eyebrow. “He’s got a nice ass.” He leans closer to Yoochun, poking him in the ass and Yunho swats at his face.
“Where’s Jaejoong?”
The other sleeping man suddenly jolts up. “Don’t put the peppers on that!” he shouts before clutching his heart, panting before he looks at Changmin, who’s smirking at him. “Another vegetable nightmare?”
The man nods. “Huge, giant peppers if you put them in ho…” he trails off when he sees Yoochun, still knocked out. “And who is this little number?”
Changmin swats at him before pointing at Yunho. “No, no, that one is yours.”
Yunho crosses his arms. “I don’t belong to anyone!” he hisses. “Especially not a firefighter.”
Both Changmin and the other man glare. “What’s your problem with firefighters?”
“Just bad in general, not my type.”
Yoochun suddenly jolts. “Don’t you say that!” he shouts before clutching his heart, panting and Changmin smirks at him. “Nightmare?”
Yoochun nods. “Yunho ruined my chances of getting la…” he trails off when he sees the other man, holding out his hand. “Yoochun, it’s a pleasure.”
“Jaejoong.” The man says with a grin. “And it’s all mine.”
Changmin gives Jaejoong a dark look before he points at Yunho. “Your pleasure is there.”
“You’re Jaejoong?!” Yunho sputters.
Jaejoong nods. “I am.” He hums at Changmin. “Yours seems to be way more interesting.”
Changmin smirks while Yunho’s face goes red and Yoochun rolls his eyes. “Don’t throw him under the bus.” he pouts and both look at him. Yoochun grins. “Don’t you guys get off work now…”
“I’ve ruined it, completely and totally ruined it. I just had to go off and blah, blah, blah and he-”
Yoochun holds out a pill to Yunho. “I swear to god, if you don’t use this on him, I will kill you.”
Yunho sputters. “Yoochun, I’m just going to tell him I’m no-” he’s cut off by a punch to the gut. “Shut the fuck up.” Yoochun hisses. “You haven’t had sex in four months, use the fucking pill! Every time you go on a date, you fuck it up! This is your solution!”
Yunho rubs his tummy, pouting before he snatches the pill. “FINE.” He stares at the pill for a moment. “So, um… why do you have this?”
Yoochun rolls his eyes. “If you must know, I’m trying to build an immunity to it.”
“Thanks for the tea; you didn’t have to though.”
Yunho wets his lips, praying Jaejoong doesn’t sip the tea. “I want to apologize, for what I said.” He wrings his hands as Jaejoong picks up the cup. “I mean I don’t know you at all and I can’t just assume we wouldn’t get long. I mean you saved my life and got me a new couch.”
Jaejoong takes a long gulp. “It’s fine, I mean I’ve been dumped before because of my job.”
Yunho watches how he sets the cup down and it’s completely empty. “h-hehe, you don’t say.”
“You know,” Jaejoong suddenly laughs from nothing and Yunho wonders if the drug should be working so quickly. “I’m suddenly kind of tired.”
Yunho hums as he moves to sit right in front of Jaejoong, hand curling around his knee. “Would you like to lie down?” he whispers. “Or you can stay here?”
Before Jaejoong can answer, he’s out like a light and Yunho panics, reaching for his phone, snatching it up before he dials his cousin’s name.
“YOOCHUN!” he screams into the phone and he gets a moan in response. He twitches. “ARE YOU FUCKING THAT GUY?!”
He receives another moan. “no, he’s fucking me.” Another moan before. “What’d you want?”
Yunho looks at the slumbering Jaejoong. “IS HE SUPPOSE TO BE KNOCK THE FUCK OUT?!” He hears rustling on the other side and he puffs out his cheeks. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
“CHANGING POSITIONS YOU ANAL RETENTIVE FREAK!” comes Yoochun’s scream and Yunho turns pink. “NOW WHAT DO YOU FUCKING WANT?!”
Yunho growls. “I SAID IS HE SUPPOSED TO BE KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT?!”
Yoochun begins to sigh but it’s cut off by a moan. “YES! NOW RIDE LIKE THE WIND, BULLSEYE!”
He hears a voice saying. “Tell that Kim Yunho to figure it out himself.” the phone immediately clicks off.
“IT’S JUNG!” Yunho sighs, staring at the phone. “I can’t believe he made that phrase work for him.” he turns to Jaejoong, biting his lip when he notices something and he moves closer. “How can you be hard? You’re knocked out!” he hisses, reaching forward to poke the man’s hard on before he cups it. “Fuck, it’s been a long four months.” He moves to sit in front of Jaejoong, still cupping his cock. He squeezes it and Jaejoong pushes into the pressure, mumbling happy things.
Unzipping it, Yunho swallows when he sees it bulging against his underwear. He licks at it, heart pounding when it twitches. Yunho pulls the underwear down and his mouth waters at the pulsing flesh. He takes it in mouth only a moment later, immediately his eyes roll as he sucks, feeling it twitch under his tongue. It’s warm and hard and Yunho loves it. he pulls away to nuzzle it, toes curling before he stands, saliva and precum smudged along his face and Yunho unbuttons his jeans, pulling it down with his underwear before he kicks it away.
Trembling in only his shirt, Yunho climbs into Jaejoong’s lap. Wetting his lip, Yunho reaches down to grab Jaejoong’s cock, guiding it to his hole. Yunho winces, feeling himself being stretched by Jaejoong’s cock. He groans, toes already curling because he’s stuffed, filled to the tip and it’s feels so good.
Yunho just dwells for a moment, really loving the feeling of having a cock shoved up his ass because it’s really been that long and inside, the cock twitches. Yunho reaches forward to grip Jaejoong’s shoulders as he begins to move, fucking himself. He knows it’s wrong to be fucking a drugged man but he hits something deep and throws his head back, moaning. He’s already sweating, moving faster and faster when Jaejoong suddenly shifts, pushing himself deeper, Yunho screams.
Covering his mouth, Yunho blushes because it’s kind of sad this is how he has to get fucking laid but he hits his prostate again with another scream and can’t find another reason to complain.
Yunho jerks himself off, moving faster and faster but he spills out, right on Jaejoong’s stomach just as the man sleepily releases inside him. The feeling is kind of foreign to Yunho and he moans, like a bitch as he allows himself to drop against Jaejoong.
Yunho pants for a while, looking down to see cum on his shirt and he strips it off, gripping Jaejoong’s shoulders. “Round two.” He hisses.
Yunho wakes up on his rug, face down and a tongue deep inside his ass. He thinks he should be freaking out but instead he pushes up against it, moaning. He figures he already drugged a man why not be a slut for a bit.
He looks over at Jaejoong when he pulls away. The firefighter smirks. “You know… you didn’t have to drug me.”
They look up at the sound of the door to see Yoochun asleep in Changmin’s arms. They stare at each other and Yunho blinks, pointing at Yoochun’s bedroom. “Why is he asleep?”
Changmin steps towards the room. “I’m helping him with his immunity.” He looks at Jaejoong and then Yunho. “You both are sluts.”
Jaejoong sputters while Yunho turns pink before both yell. “YOU’RE A SLUT!”
“YOU WEREN’T REALLY ASLEEP?! WHY DIDN’T YOU HELP?!”
Jaejoong shrugs. “I didn’t think you needed my help.”
Yunho glares. “IF YOU HAD BEEN AWAKE, I WOULDN’T HAD NEE-”
He’s cut off by Changmin walking in. “Um, Jung Yunho, you’-”
“IT’S KIM!” Yunho screams.
Changmin gives him an exasperated look before he throws up his hands, annoyed. “I don’t even care anymore!”
Yunho glares and Jaejoong hums. “I thought your last name was Jung.”
Yunho blinks before slapping his forehead.
Pairing: Jae/ho, min/chun
Genre: romance, humor,
Rating: nc-17
Disclaimer: I don’t own them ;~;
Summary: Sometimes, Yunho thinks his slutty cousin can be smart but usually... he's wrong.
Yunho’s really not sure how the fire starts but he wakes up to a man in a mask and he screams, immediately choking when he inhales a mouthful of smoke. He’s confused, shouting his cousin’s name but the man only pulls him harder.
Before he can try to clear his lungs, the man is dragging him down the stairs and in seconds they’re outside and Yunho begins to hack, face covered in black smog before he suddenly collapses.
“Get the EMT!”
Yunho wakes up to his dramatic cousin, Yoochun, crying over his body. He swats at him. “I’m not dead you ass.”
Yoochun continues to blubber and Yunho suddenly hugs him. “Are you okay?”
Yoochun only blubbers more when a man appears in the doorway, flowers in his hand. He blinks when he sees Yunho pushing Yoochun away. “You’re awake now? I’m glad.”
Yoochun pouts. “Who are those flowers for? I was in the fire too you know.”
The man looks uncomfortable for a moment. “You?”
Yoochun gasps out in fake surprise. “Aren’t you the sweetest thing?!” he moves over to the snatch the flowers away. “Isn’t he just adorable?!” he blinks after smelling the flowers. “Who are you?”
The man smiles. “Kim Junsu! I was one of the firefighters that helped put out your house.”
“Are you the one who saved me?”
Junsu blushes. “No, that’s Jaejoong. We said were getting some supplies. He… was not so lucky and had to stay.”
Yoochun gives Yunho a look. “They wanted to see if you were okay.”
Another man appears with a basket of fruit in hand. He looks bored and Yoochun looks at him, hands already on the basket. “Who is that for?”
“Are you Kim Yunho?”
Yoochun shakes his head and the man snatches the basket. “Then not you.”
Yoochun pouts, glaring at him before he snatches the basket away. “I have the power to kick you out.”
“No you don’t.” Yunho hisses before smiling. “And it’s Jung Yunho.”
The man shrugs. “Not my problem. You’re alive, right? I’m leaving.” Before he can a voice stops him.
“Can you tell me, who is Changmin?” comes Yoochun’s voice.
Yunho looks at the twinkle in his cousin’s eyes and know he wants to do him.
“NO.” the man snaps, stomping off.
Junsu laughs a bit. “That was Changmin by the way, he… he broke your couch.”
Yunho’s mouth hits the ground. “WHAT?!”
Yoochun grins. “He’s cute, no?”
Yunho snatches the basket away. “No!”
Yunho sighs when he sees his place. “It’s not hurt!” he cries out, hugging his new couch.
“Whoever picked this out... he’s a geunius.”
Yunho looks at his cousin and he can already see Yoochun humping that tall guy in his mind. “Get over him!”
Yoochun glares, pointing at him. “D-Don’t ruin this for me!”
“What’s your obsession with this guy?”
Yoochun grins. “He saved me so he deserves a blowjob.”
Yunho wonders where the fuck his cousin comes up with shit sometimes.
“Why do you want to see that guy anyways?”
Yoochun hums, swinging his arms. “I wonder.”
Yunho rolls his eyes, slapping his cousin in the back of the head. “Why?!”
Yoochun grins. “It’s a secret!!”
Yunho growls, hitting him again but Yoochun dodges, pointing. “We’re here!”
Yoochun smiles at everyone they pass and he nudges. “These guys are kind of cute.”
Yunho snorts, squeezing the basket in his hand. “A firefighter as a boyfriend? Um no, they’d have no time for you.”
Yoochun rolls his eyes before grinning sleazily. “Who needs a boyfriend? You know how good the sex would be when they haven’t seen you in days?” he moans from the thought and Yunho swears the entire row of fire fighters faints.
“Yah, Kim Yunho! You and your dog are creating trouble.”
“It’s Jung!” he snaps, turning to see Changmin, shirtless with a towel around his neck.
Yoochun turns a second later and makes a strangled noise. “Overload!” he sputters before falling back right into Yunho’s arms, unconscious.
Changmin laughs, moving past Yunho and the man shrieks, holding up his knocked out cousin. “SOME HELP!”
Changmin comes back and grabs the basket and Yunho hits him with Yoochun’s arm. “Better help!” he hisses.
There’s a man sleeping on a bench and Changmin sets Yoochun down, perking an eyebrow. “He’s got a nice ass.” He leans closer to Yoochun, poking him in the ass and Yunho swats at his face.
“Where’s Jaejoong?”
The other sleeping man suddenly jolts up. “Don’t put the peppers on that!” he shouts before clutching his heart, panting before he looks at Changmin, who’s smirking at him. “Another vegetable nightmare?”
The man nods. “Huge, giant peppers if you put them in ho…” he trails off when he sees Yoochun, still knocked out. “And who is this little number?”
Changmin swats at him before pointing at Yunho. “No, no, that one is yours.”
Yunho crosses his arms. “I don’t belong to anyone!” he hisses. “Especially not a firefighter.”
Both Changmin and the other man glare. “What’s your problem with firefighters?”
“Just bad in general, not my type.”
Yoochun suddenly jolts. “Don’t you say that!” he shouts before clutching his heart, panting and Changmin smirks at him. “Nightmare?”
Yoochun nods. “Yunho ruined my chances of getting la…” he trails off when he sees the other man, holding out his hand. “Yoochun, it’s a pleasure.”
“Jaejoong.” The man says with a grin. “And it’s all mine.”
Changmin gives Jaejoong a dark look before he points at Yunho. “Your pleasure is there.”
“You’re Jaejoong?!” Yunho sputters.
Jaejoong nods. “I am.” He hums at Changmin. “Yours seems to be way more interesting.”
Changmin smirks while Yunho’s face goes red and Yoochun rolls his eyes. “Don’t throw him under the bus.” he pouts and both look at him. Yoochun grins. “Don’t you guys get off work now…”
“I’ve ruined it, completely and totally ruined it. I just had to go off and blah, blah, blah and he-”
Yoochun holds out a pill to Yunho. “I swear to god, if you don’t use this on him, I will kill you.”
Yunho sputters. “Yoochun, I’m just going to tell him I’m no-” he’s cut off by a punch to the gut. “Shut the fuck up.” Yoochun hisses. “You haven’t had sex in four months, use the fucking pill! Every time you go on a date, you fuck it up! This is your solution!”
Yunho rubs his tummy, pouting before he snatches the pill. “FINE.” He stares at the pill for a moment. “So, um… why do you have this?”
Yoochun rolls his eyes. “If you must know, I’m trying to build an immunity to it.”
“Thanks for the tea; you didn’t have to though.”
Yunho wets his lips, praying Jaejoong doesn’t sip the tea. “I want to apologize, for what I said.” He wrings his hands as Jaejoong picks up the cup. “I mean I don’t know you at all and I can’t just assume we wouldn’t get long. I mean you saved my life and got me a new couch.”
Jaejoong takes a long gulp. “It’s fine, I mean I’ve been dumped before because of my job.”
Yunho watches how he sets the cup down and it’s completely empty. “h-hehe, you don’t say.”
“You know,” Jaejoong suddenly laughs from nothing and Yunho wonders if the drug should be working so quickly. “I’m suddenly kind of tired.”
Yunho hums as he moves to sit right in front of Jaejoong, hand curling around his knee. “Would you like to lie down?” he whispers. “Or you can stay here?”
Before Jaejoong can answer, he’s out like a light and Yunho panics, reaching for his phone, snatching it up before he dials his cousin’s name.
“YOOCHUN!” he screams into the phone and he gets a moan in response. He twitches. “ARE YOU FUCKING THAT GUY?!”
He receives another moan. “no, he’s fucking me.” Another moan before. “What’d you want?”
Yunho looks at the slumbering Jaejoong. “IS HE SUPPOSE TO BE KNOCK THE FUCK OUT?!” He hears rustling on the other side and he puffs out his cheeks. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
“CHANGING POSITIONS YOU ANAL RETENTIVE FREAK!” comes Yoochun’s scream and Yunho turns pink. “NOW WHAT DO YOU FUCKING WANT?!”
Yunho growls. “I SAID IS HE SUPPOSED TO BE KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT?!”
Yoochun begins to sigh but it’s cut off by a moan. “YES! NOW RIDE LIKE THE WIND, BULLSEYE!”
He hears a voice saying. “Tell that Kim Yunho to figure it out himself.” the phone immediately clicks off.
“IT’S JUNG!” Yunho sighs, staring at the phone. “I can’t believe he made that phrase work for him.” he turns to Jaejoong, biting his lip when he notices something and he moves closer. “How can you be hard? You’re knocked out!” he hisses, reaching forward to poke the man’s hard on before he cups it. “Fuck, it’s been a long four months.” He moves to sit in front of Jaejoong, still cupping his cock. He squeezes it and Jaejoong pushes into the pressure, mumbling happy things.
Unzipping it, Yunho swallows when he sees it bulging against his underwear. He licks at it, heart pounding when it twitches. Yunho pulls the underwear down and his mouth waters at the pulsing flesh. He takes it in mouth only a moment later, immediately his eyes roll as he sucks, feeling it twitch under his tongue. It’s warm and hard and Yunho loves it. he pulls away to nuzzle it, toes curling before he stands, saliva and precum smudged along his face and Yunho unbuttons his jeans, pulling it down with his underwear before he kicks it away.
Trembling in only his shirt, Yunho climbs into Jaejoong’s lap. Wetting his lip, Yunho reaches down to grab Jaejoong’s cock, guiding it to his hole. Yunho winces, feeling himself being stretched by Jaejoong’s cock. He groans, toes already curling because he’s stuffed, filled to the tip and it’s feels so good.
Yunho just dwells for a moment, really loving the feeling of having a cock shoved up his ass because it’s really been that long and inside, the cock twitches. Yunho reaches forward to grip Jaejoong’s shoulders as he begins to move, fucking himself. He knows it’s wrong to be fucking a drugged man but he hits something deep and throws his head back, moaning. He’s already sweating, moving faster and faster when Jaejoong suddenly shifts, pushing himself deeper, Yunho screams.
Covering his mouth, Yunho blushes because it’s kind of sad this is how he has to get fucking laid but he hits his prostate again with another scream and can’t find another reason to complain.
Yunho jerks himself off, moving faster and faster but he spills out, right on Jaejoong’s stomach just as the man sleepily releases inside him. The feeling is kind of foreign to Yunho and he moans, like a bitch as he allows himself to drop against Jaejoong.
Yunho pants for a while, looking down to see cum on his shirt and he strips it off, gripping Jaejoong’s shoulders. “Round two.” He hisses.
Yunho wakes up on his rug, face down and a tongue deep inside his ass. He thinks he should be freaking out but instead he pushes up against it, moaning. He figures he already drugged a man why not be a slut for a bit.
He looks over at Jaejoong when he pulls away. The firefighter smirks. “You know… you didn’t have to drug me.”
They look up at the sound of the door to see Yoochun asleep in Changmin’s arms. They stare at each other and Yunho blinks, pointing at Yoochun’s bedroom. “Why is he asleep?”
Changmin steps towards the room. “I’m helping him with his immunity.” He looks at Jaejoong and then Yunho. “You both are sluts.”
Jaejoong sputters while Yunho turns pink before both yell. “YOU’RE A SLUT!”
“YOU WEREN’T REALLY ASLEEP?! WHY DIDN’T YOU HELP?!”
Jaejoong shrugs. “I didn’t think you needed my help.”
Yunho glares. “IF YOU HAD BEEN AWAKE, I WOULDN’T HAD NEE-”
He’s cut off by Changmin walking in. “Um, Jung Yunho, you’-”
“IT’S KIM!” Yunho screams.
Changmin gives him an exasperated look before he throws up his hands, annoyed. “I don’t even care anymore!”
Yunho glares and Jaejoong hums. “I thought your last name was Jung.”
Yunho blinks before slapping his forehead.