[fic] club no.1; jaejoong/changmin
club no.1
~5,000w
changmin/jaejoong, (side)yoochun/junsu, slight yunchunsu, NC-17
Humor, romance, smut
warnings: extremely horny yoosu, potty mouthed!su, and s.e.x.
summary: Junsu sets Changmin up on a date with a really hot guy he and Yoochun met at the bar. Humor and raunchy bathroom sex ensues.
“So, I met this guy--” Junsu suddenly begins as he flops down across Changmin’s large bed. The other doesn't even look up to acknowledge him and keeps his eyes on his computer screen. Junsu glances across the room and notices the latter hasn’t even turned from his computer. Junsu rolls onto his back, still eyeing the other man until he says something.
“Story of your life.” Changmin finally says, tone dry and humorless. He doesn’t even have to turn around to hear the pout forming on Junsu’s face.
“I'm getting the feeling you’re implying I’m some sort of slut, Changminnie.” Junsu challenges, but seems a whole lot less threatening while he plays with the stuffed rabbit in his hands. Changmin swivels around in his chair half way to look at Junsu. His glasses hanging precariously on the edge of his nose. “I would never say that.” he says, voice dripping with implications.
Junsu pouts even more because he definitely knows what he’s implying now.
“I have no idea why people seem to think I’m such a slut!” Junsu tries to defend himself. “So people caught me a few hundred times making out with random guys. But that doesn’t mean I slept with them. I can’t help it! I’m just a naturally born flirt! And besides I haven’t fooled around with anybody in months since I met Yoochun.”
Changmin rolls his eyes and turns back to his essay. “You should feel very proud.” He says, and hopes that Junsu gets distracted by something shiny so he can finish his paper. But of course there’s no such luck for Shim Changmin.
“I do.” Junsu says proudly. “Now, as I was saying; I met this really hot guy last weekend when Yoochun and I went to the bar.”
“You mean that night when both of you stumbled into my apartment, shit drunk, and crawled into my bed and made out for hours… while I was still in the bed?”
Junsu pauses for a moment. “I don’t recall that. But if I did, you’re welcome. It’s not everyday you get to see two hot guys making out in your bed.”
Changmin sighs and refuses to argue that ridiculous point. “What are you doing here?”
“I’ve been trying to tell you but you keep distracting me with your shameless come-ons you man whore! Anyways, as I was trying to tell you; I met this really hot guy at the bar last weekend, and I think he’d be perfect for you!” Junsu shouts excitedly with a big old smile on his face, waiting to hear Changmin being as excited as him.
“No.”
“Oh come on, Min! It’s been like forever since you went on a date!”
“It’s been like, six months.”
“Exactly! Forever! Oh, please Minnie? I know you’ll like him, he’s almost as hot as Yoochun and I! And he totally agreed to meet you after I told him how hot, and handsome, and cool you are! Sure, I had to lie about the cool part, but two out of three isn't bad!”
“Not helping yourself here, Junsu.”
A pout, "I’m trying to help you! You need to get laid, you’re almost as boring as a straight person!”
“I refuse to go on anymore of your blind dates. Everyone you set me up with are freaks. I’m perfectly capable of finding my own.” Changmin states, and finally turns back to the boy on his bed, clutching the pink rabbit to his chest that he affectionately named, Yoochun.
“Okay, seriously Min. I think it’ll be really good for you. I know some of the guys I set you up with ended up being freaks, but this ones different, I swear. Nothing odd about him besides the fact the he’s single and totally hot. Please Min, if it doesn’t work, I promise I’ll never set you up with anyone ever again.” Junsu says with wide hopeful eyes.
Changmin sighs and removes his glasses. Junsu was right, (and he hates that) it has been way too long since he’s been out. And it’s not like he’s really made the effort to put himself out there. Besides, it could be fun. It’s not like he’s looking for anything long term, just a fun night out with a decent looking guy. And it’ll get Junsu off his ass about finding someone for a while. So that’s an added bonus.
“Okay, I’ll think about it.” he says exasperatedly. Junsu shouts out a whoop of excitement and jumps up from the bad and makes his way across the room to Changmin. “I knew you’d say yes.” he says happily and sits himself down in Changmin’s lap. “You’ll have a great time, I promise.” he says as he kisses Changmin sloppily on the lips.
“You know, for someone who’s not a slut, you sure don’t have any problem kissing guys that aren’t your boyfriend.” Changmin says as he pulls away, completely use to Junsu random and un-called for displays of affection.
“You don’t count as a guy. We’ve been best friends forever for three whole years now! You’re like a little brother to me.” Junsu counters.
“So do you always try to slip your little brothers some tongue?”
“Only when they’re being really good.” He smiles, “I have to call Chunnie and tell him you agreed so we can set up a date!” he bounced up and down excitedly in Changmin’s lap. He rolled his eyes as he lifted the bouncing mass of excitement from his lap and threw him across the room onto the bed. Junsu only giggled and ran out of he room to call his boyfriend. Changmin sighed for the umpteenth time that night and faintly wondered what he got himself into.
"A blind date, Jaejoong? Are you serious right now?" Yunho said, eyeing his friend in the passenger seat of his car. He couldn't believe his ears. Since when did Kim Jaejoong need to be set up on a blind date? He must really be desperate, he never lets him set him up. "Did your mother set you up?" he teased.
"Haha," Jaejoong said dryly, staring out the passenger side window and yawned. It was way too early to deal with Yunho's teasing. If he didn't need a ride to the mall, he wouldn't have bothered in the first place. "No, I met this really cute couple at the bar last weekend, and they said they had a really hot friend they'd like to set me up with. So I agreed. It's not like I'm doing anything else." Jaejoong explained.
"So you are desperate." Yunho stated, more to himself as he kept his eyes on the road.
"I am not desperate!" Jaejoong shouted. "They said he was tall, handsome, and young, and you know how I like the young ones." He ended with a wink, and then paused. "That didn't come out right."
"God, I hope not." Yunho said, as he made a right turn into the parking lot of the mall. "But you know, about 90% of the people who are set up on dates are dogs?"
"Are you calling me a dog, Jung Yunho?" Jaejoong inquired, giving his friend the best glare he could muster so early in the afternoon.
Yunho sighed, "No, Jaejoong. Who in their right mind would call you a dog? I'm saying that the other guy must be. Why else would his friends have to set him up?"
"They said he was handsome, tall, and young, that all sounds like an A+ to me. And if he's anywhere near as good looking as his friends, then I'm good to go." Jaejoong explained as he unbuckled his seatbelt and they both stepped out of the car. Yunho rounded to walk along side Jaejoong who was already heading towards the entrance, receiving appreciative glances from men and women alike.
"He could be one of their unfortunate friends, who can't get a date to save his life. And they felt bad for him so they're doing this out of pity." Yunho says.
"Handsome. Tall. Young." Jaejoong repeats again, keeping his eyes forward. "I don't think they would make up that great of quality to lie about someone. So at least I don't expect some forty-something year old, fat, pervert with a gold tooth."
"Why a gold tooth?"
"I don't know. It just flowed, didn't it?"
Yunho shakes his head and sighs, "So when's the date?" he asks.
"Tomorrow night at TRICK. That's why I need your help finding something to wear." Jaejoong says casually as he drapes an arm over Yunho's shoulders as they enter the lobby of the mall.
Yunho rolls his eyes, "Girlfriends to the end." He says dryly. "But a club is a good place to meet. So many people there, and if you find out he's a dog, you can just leave."
"Have I told you they said he was handsome, tall, and young? Cause if I didn't; they said he was handsome, tall, and young. But yeah, that's exactly why I chose that place, you know, just in case." Jaejoong smiles, and not just because he made a rhyme.
"You keep telling yourself that." Yunho replied.
It's a Saturday night. The night Changmin's supposed to meet his supposedly super hot date, and he's already in a mood to stab someone in the face. He's standing in front of his full length mirror as Junsu pulls another shirt off his body and throws it to Yoochun, who in turn throws him another shirt in which Junsu proceeds to wrestle Changmin into that one. All in all, it was a quite painful, and annoying affaire. He's completely given up fighting them, it's no use when they threaten to make sweet, sweet, love to him all night if he doesn't listen. And quite frankly, he doesn't want that.
"Ewe, Yoochunnie! Changmin is not wearing this." Junsu says and makes a face at the leopard print shirt Yoochun just threw to him. Yoochun has the decency to look utterly offended that his boyfriend doesn't agree to his taste in clothing.
"What are you talking about? That's a great shirt!" Yoochun defends.
"No, it's a hideous and tacky shirt! I'm not letting Changmin walk out of here looking like a crack whore!" Junsu yells and throws the shirt at Yoochun's face. Changmin sighs, here it comes.
"Crack whores could never afford a shirt this great! It's silk for Christ's sake!"
"I don't give a damn if it's woven in gold! It's fucking tacky!"
"It's awesome!"
"It’s grotesque!"
"It’s fabulous!"
"It's an eye soar!
"It's priceless!"
"It's atrocious and gay, you flaming queen!"
"…You're so fucking hot right now."
"Oh god, take me now!"
Changmin sighs and casually steps over the two currently making out on his floor and goes over to his closet. It took longer than expected for those two's hormones to get the better of them. But finally he was able to dress in peace. He grabbed a simple blue collared shirt, and a form fitting black vest to match his pants and went to the bathroom to dress and do his hair.
When he finally reemerges from the bathroom, perfectly groomed and styled, and looking damn good if he dare say so himself, he found his two friends kissing lazily on his bed. He'd hate to admit it, and never, ever would out loud, but those two were pretty cute together, when they're not practically fucking each other in public.
He finally managed to break the two apart so they could leave, since those two aren’t ones to miss a night out. And they graciously named Changmin the designated driver to and from, claiming they were to drunk off each other to drive and made out in the back seat like a couple of hormone ridden teenagers.
When they finally arrived at TRICK, it was already in full swing, as always. The dance floor was full, and the bartenders were working non stop. The three made their way over to the bar first to order some drinks. Then Yoochun and Junsu left for the dance floor, saying they'll go look for his hot date. Changmin nodded and found an empty booth to sit at, while avoiding groping hands on his way there.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Shim Changmin." Changmin's eye twitched a little at the voice. He'd know it anywhere.
"Oh, Heechul. Long time, no see." It was one of those freaks Junsu set him up with a few months ago. It's not that Heechul was bad looking, he was anything but, he's just a little too… eccentric for Changmin's taste. Heechul smirked one of his trademark smirks and leaned over the back of the plush red leather sofa's to face Changmin. His hair's orange now, he notes.
"Yeah, long time." He replies smoothly, leaning a little closer to whisper into Changmin's ear. "I haven't seen you since the wonderful night in the back seat of your car." Changmin shudder a bit and flushes a tint of pink. He hears Heechul laugh suddenly and pat him on the shoulder. "I'm only kidding. I'm seeing someone now anyway. So what are you doing here? Waiting for someone?" he asks.
"Yeah, I let Junsu set me up… again." Changmin explains, taking another sip from his drink.
"Hmm, I see. Well maybe you'll have better luck this time." He teases and pokes him in the shoulder lightly. Changmin cracks a grin, "We can only hope." He says. That's when Yoochun and Junsu return to the booth. Junsu and Heechul exchange a somewhat friendly, bordering on erotic kiss, and Yoochun watches, clearly turned on. Changmin rolls his eyes, and that's when he notices a pair of dark eyes gazing back at him from beside Yoochun.
Broad shoulders, and a slim waist wrapped in a pair of low-rise ripped jeans, and a grey printed tee. Black hair, and full rosy lips, and god, if that was Changmin's date he's going to owe Junsu his life for the next century and a half.
"Oh, Changmin. This is Jaejoong, the guy I was telling you about." Junsu finally introduces, and Changmin does a little victory dance in his head. He stands up from his seat and flashes Jaejoong a killer smile and extends his hand.
"Nice to meet you," he says honestly, and he's not sure, but he thinks he may have seen Jaejoong blush just a bit. But he writes it off as his imagination as Jaejoong takes his hand in his own and smiles back, just as charming. "Likewise," he says.
"Sexy~" Heechul sing songs and excuses himself from the group.
Tall and handsome was a goddamn understatement! Jaejoong thought as soon as the other man stood from his seat and smiled at him. The man is sex on legs! He really wished he knew where Yunho wondered off to so he could rub this sexy hunk of man in his face. But not literally, of course, because that would be awkward to do on a first date, and he was saving the for himself.
"Well, we'll leave you two to get acquainted now." Junsu said with a sly grin as Yoochun wrapped his arm around his lovers waist and headed back to the dance floor. But not before sending an extremely suggestive wink in their direction.
The tall, hunk of burning love turned back to him and smiled again. And that's when Jaejoong realized he was still holding on to the other's hand. Play it cool, Jaejoong. He said to himself. But he ended up just laughing nervously as he reluctantly let go of Changmin's hand, trying hard to fight back a blush. Changmin laughed a little and gestured to the seat opposite him.
"Uh, can I get you something to drink?" Changmin asked, and Jaejoong was more than a little relieved the other was just as nervous as him. Jaejoong sat down in the booth across form where Changmin once sat and thought a drink sounded like and amazing idea right about now.
"Sure, that sounds great." Jaejoong says casually, sounding as cool as possible.
"What'll you have?" Changmin asked. Jaejoong looked at the drink sitting across from him that once occupied the others sexy hands.
"I'll have whatever you're having." He says, being sure to lower his voice an octave and add a little smirk. He couldn't help but feel a little smug as the other blushes slightly and makes his way over to the bar. Oh, yeah, he still got it. Jaejoong's eyes scanned the club, looking for his friend who insisted on coming with him. He finally spotted Yunho, standing near the bar with a drink in hand. As if feeling the eyes on him, Yunho suddenly turned to Jaejoong.
Jaejoong smiled all broad and cocky and gestured to the sexy hunk of man meat getting him a drink at the other end of the bar. Yunho followed his gaze and froze on the tall figure, eyes wide and mouth hung open. Jaejoong shook his head. "That's him?" Yunho mouthed, and Jaejoong, nodded with a smirk. Yunho then proceeded to make crude gestures with his hands, and then started to spank the air. Jaejoong rolled his eyes and laughed a bit as said hunk of man meat returned to their booth with his drink in hand.
"One Long Island Ice Tea." Changmin says with as sexy smile as he slides the drink across the table and into Jaejoong's hand.
"Thanks," he says and takes a sip, being sure to eye the man over the rim of his glass. "So, if you don't mind me saying; you really don't look like the type of guy who needs to be set up on dates." Jaejoong says as he lowers his glass.
Changmin's shoulders shake with quiet laughter, "Were you expecting some unfortunate little man here tonight?"
Jaejoong shrugged, "Actually, a forty-something year old fat pervert with a golden tooth, had crossed my mind for a bit."
Changmin laughed openly, eyes crinkling in mirth and flashing Jaejoong a row of perfectly white teeth. He notices how the others eyes seem to go mismatched when he smiled, and Jaejoong had the sudden urge to kiss him desperately. He smiled back and bit his lip instead.
"So, I guess that means I'm approved?" Changmin finally asked as he calmed down and reached for his drink again.
"Definitely,"
The conversation flowed easily after that. Complete with playful teasing, and easy flirtation. Jaejoong finds out that Changmin's three years his junior, but he insists that Changmin not call him 'hyung,' it'd be too awkward now. He also discovers he's a student at Seoul University, but has his own apartment off campus, and works at a local newspaper.
Jaejoong informs him he graduated from Yonsei University two years ago and now owns his own record store, which Changmin seems to think is the coolest thing in the world, and it's not. They talked about their family and friends; ("Yeah, Yoochun and Junsu are like at it like every two minutes"… "I need to find Yunho a date.") Jaejoong can't remember the last time he had such a great conversation, now all he has to do is wait for the great sex, or so he hopes.
There's a sudden lull in conversation in which they look to the dance floor. And lo and behold, there's Yoochun and Junsu practically making love on the dance floor. Junsu's pressed tight against Yoochun's body, jerking their hips wildly with the loud base of the music. Yoochun's face is buried in Junsu's neck, while his hand has a firm grip on Junsu's full ass. They've attracted quite and audience, and Jaejoong feels a little jealous.
Changmin rolls his eyes at the couple on the dance floor, seemingly use to this type of behavior. "They're going to get arrested for public indecency one of these days, I swear." He says sounding slightly annoyed, but there's a fondness in his voice that Jaejoong can hear clearly.
"You want to dance?" Jaejoong asks suddenly. Changmin looks surprised for a moment before he nods with a smile and lets Jaejoong drag him to the dance floor. He's ready to make a scene. Before Changmin can even place his footing, Jaejoong's already against him, chest to chest, and swaying his hips lazily to the music.
Changmin pulls their bodies a bit closer, placing his leg between Jaejoong's thighs. His hand is on the small of the others back as they sway their hips together sensually. Jaejoong can't help but stare down at their conjoined hips as they grind their groins against each other. He's surprised at how fluidly Changmin can moves his body, rolling and sliding against his easily.
Jaejoong bites his lip, trying to hold back a groan when Changmin rubs against him harshly. Jaejoong retaliates by waving his body against the others slowly, trailing his hand down Changmin's body. He smirks at the quiet moan he hears leave Changmin's lips, and how fucking sexy it sounds. Jaejoong repeats the move, running his hand down the others toned chest. But Changmin stops his hand before it can complete it's journey and traps it between there swaying bodies before he uses it to spin Jaejoong around, leaving the chest to back with Jaejoong's ass fitting snuggly against Changmin's groin.
Jaejoong immediately gets the message and starts rolling his hips back against the others. He can feel Changmin's hands come around his waist, stroking slowly at his sides, raking his nails against his thighs. Jaejoong hums his approval, biting his lips and rocking his hips back against the other harder, and faster, almost desperate. The music is mute to the both of them now, they hear nothing but each other's ragged breathing.
Changmin lowers his head to Jaejoong's ear and breathes, "You're good at this." He says lowly, sending shivers and jolts of electricity coursing through Jaejoong's body. Jaejoong shuts his eyes tight and rolls back again, willing Changmin's hand to touch him more. He can feel himself growing hard as he rolls against the others growing hardness. He moans and turns his head slightly to whisper to Changmin, "You're getting excited."
He feels Changmin's hand slowly run up his thigh and back down to a more dangerous area. "So are you," he whispers and nips at the lobe of Jaejoong's ear playfully. Jaejoong shudders again and thinks he could cum in his pants any minute if this keeps on. Jaejoong brings his hand up behind his to pull Changmin down further.
"I-I can't take this anymore." He whispers into Changmin's neck, "I need to… I'm going to--"
"Shhh," Changmin quiets him, running his hand across Jaejoong's body. And the next thing he knows, he's being pulled across the dance floor and into the bathroom. Changmin presses him up tight against the closed door and attacks Jaejoong's lips forcefully. It's sloppy, and hungry, and full of teeth and tongue, and Jaejoong thinks it's the hottest thing he's ever felt. He moaned into the others mouth.
Changmin lowered himself to nip hungrily at Jaejoong's exposed neck as he runs his hands down Jaejoong's body and slips it under his shirt. He feels Jaejoong shudder under his finger tips as they make contact with his heated skin.
"Please, Changmin… t-touch me." Jaejoong moans, and he hates the fact that he sounds like such a desperate whore. But Changmin doesn't seem to mind as he hums his response into his neck and his hands trail down to the waist band of his jeans. "Oh god."
Changmin makes quick work of the zipper and his hand's already down Jaejoong's boxers, stroking his hardness slowly. A slur of curses fall from Jaejoong's parted lips as Changmin slides his thumb over the slit of his erection, already dripping wet with pre cum. He's already throbbing and fully hard in Changmin's skillful hands and it feels like he's about to explode any second.
"Changmin, I'm going to… I don’t want to, not yet…" Jaejoong barely manages to say.
"Do you want me to…?"
"Yes please, Changmin… please."
Jaejoong moans at the loss of Changmin's hand on his cock, and he sees the younger man's eye light up when he notices something across the room. Jaejoong follows his gaze and his eyes fall on the condom and lube dispenser against the wall. Of course, Jaejoong thinks, what kind of gay club wouldn't have a condom and lube dispenser in the bathroom. Changmin looks back at him questioningly, and Jaejoong nods eagerly.
Changmin gets what is needed as quickly as he can, because he can hardly stand the wait anymore himself. When he returns, Jaejoong's still leaning against the door, face flushed, and panting with his pants wide open. Changmin swallowed and licked his lips as he dragged the dazed man into one of the stalls for more privacy. He kicks the stall closed with his foot forcefully and locks it.
Jaejoong watched him with hooded eyes as he approached him again. He couldn't help but to reach out to him and pull him close, locking there lips together in another hungry kiss. Changmin already had Jaejoong's jeans around his ankles by the time they broke for air, and Jaejoong eagerly reached to undo Changmin's with trembling hands. He failed a few times, until Changmin helped and they were finally both exposed.
Changmin rubbed their erections together eagerly as he leaned over to whisper into Jaejoong's ear. "Are you ready?" he asks, already uncapping the lid on the small bottle and pouring some into his hand. Jaejoong nodded, not trusting his voice right now as he stepped out of his jeans, and lifting his leg to allow the other better access.
Without much more warning, Changmin swiftly inserted a finger into the others tight heat. Jaejoong groaned, throwing his head back against the stalls. Changmin took that opportunity to attach his lips to the exposed neck, sucking, and nibbling the already tender flesh. Jaejoong moaned as Changmin inserted another finger, and then another, twisting and scissoring.
"T-that's enough… now, just... Now" he begged shamelessly. Changmin detached himself from the other, and Jaejoong watched as he rolled the condom over himself, and he couldn't look away. He was huge and Jaejoong was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold on much more. Changmin to one swift step toward him, and he felt all the blood rush south, making him even harder in anticipation.
Changmin lifted Jaejoong effortlessly and pushed him against he was hard. Jaejoong groaned and instinctively wrapped his legs around the other waist. Changmin kissed him again, lazily as he slowly pushed himself inside of Jaejoong.
Ah! Fuck!" Jaejoong rolled his head back, banging it against the shaky walls of he flimsy bathroom stall. "Move." He ordered, wrapping his legs tighter around the others waist, bringing him impossibly close. Changmin did just that, and pulled himself out slowly only to slam back inside. The walls shook with every thrust, and Jaejoong was grateful for the loud music blaring outside the door to muffle his screams of pleasure.
"H-Harder!" Jaejoong shouted, his nails digging into Changmin's shoulders almost painfully. Changmin started to thrust harder and harder, Jaejoong pulled him close, feeling his hands wrap around his thighs. A familiar jolt of intense pleasure shot up his spine as Changmin thrust into him at an angle. He shouts out, unable to say anything coherent as he tried to match Changmin's thrust as well as he could for the angle.
"Oh god, right there!" he managed says, and Changmin buried his face in Jaejoong's sweat slick neck, thrusting in sharper at that same spot. Jaejoong was afraid the walls would collapse if he went any harder, but the thought of that turned him on even more.
"Fuck. I'm close." Changmin mumbled into Jaejoong's neck, bringing his free hand up to wrap around Jaejoong's neglected cock the bounced between their bodies. He stroked in time with every thrust. Jaejoong could feel his movements becoming more erratic, his thrust sharp and shallow and just by knowing the other could cum any second-- his mind went numb as pleasure shot through his body, throwing his head back with a cry as he came hard into Changmin's hand.
"Shit, shit, shit," Changmin muttered into his neck with each erratic thrust. Jaejoong wrapped his arms around the others neck lazily, pulling him closer. "Cum inside me," He coaxed gently licking the shell of Changmin's ear. When he came, he didn't make a sounds, his body went taut with tension and Jaejoong felt the hot liquid pour into the condom inside him. He shuddered at the feeling and let his head rest against Changmin's shoulder.
They stayed like that for a moment, regulating their breathing, and Jaejoong almost didn't want Changmin to pull out. That had to be one of the most earth shattering orgasms he's ever had. The younger man finally lifted his head from Jaejoong shoulder and breathed. He face was flushed and his eyes were hooded and Jaejoong faintly wonders if the other would be up for another round, like, right now.
But instead, Changmin pulls out almost painfully slow, and Jaejoong can't help but whimper helplessly at the loss. He rests his back against the cool wall of the stall, unable to make a move to clean himself. Luckily, Changmin's a gentle man and does all the work for him as he stares off dreamily off into the graffiti covered bathroom stall wall. If Jaejoong had a giant red sharpie right now, he'd write, "Changmin just gave Jaejoong the greatest orgasm of his life against this wall." right in the middle of a huge red heart.
Before he even realizes it, Changmin has them both relatively clean and fully dressed. Jaejoong finally pushes himself from the wall and wraps his arms around the other mans neck and kisses him sloppily on the lips. Changmin pulls him closer and he smiles into the kiss, slipping back before it went too far again.
"That," Jaejoong breathes. "Was the greatest sex ever."
Changmin smiles lazily and pulls them together again, nuzzling his neck. "I wholeheartedly agree." He says.
They finally mange to pull themselves away from each other and made there way back out into the club. They both stop in their tracks when they see Junsu sandwiched between Yoochun and Yunho and dancing in the most ungodly like manner imaginable. Yunho to Junsu's front, and Yoochun to Junsu's back, as they gyrated and grinded against one another like nobody's business.
Jaejoong laughed loudly and clung onto Changmin's arm. Changmin only sighed and shook his head. At least those two will have someone else to molest while he can sit back and molest his own man.
THE END.
a/n: i've never written something so long and pointless before. maybe i'll write more to it. but not a chapter fic, but just more random fics from this universe. what do you think? anyhoo, i just really wanted to write jaemin my way, with seme!min. x] i'm still considering making a comm for seme!min, but how many of you would be interested and willing to contribute in that? well anyways, comments make me feel really happy! :D PLEASE COMMENT! IT'S NOT TOO HARD, RIGHT?
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~5,000w
changmin/jaejoong, (side)yoochun/junsu, slight yunchunsu, NC-17
Humor, romance, smut
warnings: extremely horny yoosu, potty mouthed!su, and s.e.x.
summary: Junsu sets Changmin up on a date with a really hot guy he and Yoochun met at the bar. Humor and raunchy bathroom sex ensues.
“So, I met this guy--” Junsu suddenly begins as he flops down across Changmin’s large bed. The other doesn't even look up to acknowledge him and keeps his eyes on his computer screen. Junsu glances across the room and notices the latter hasn’t even turned from his computer. Junsu rolls onto his back, still eyeing the other man until he says something.
“Story of your life.” Changmin finally says, tone dry and humorless. He doesn’t even have to turn around to hear the pout forming on Junsu’s face.
“I'm getting the feeling you’re implying I’m some sort of slut, Changminnie.” Junsu challenges, but seems a whole lot less threatening while he plays with the stuffed rabbit in his hands. Changmin swivels around in his chair half way to look at Junsu. His glasses hanging precariously on the edge of his nose. “I would never say that.” he says, voice dripping with implications.
Junsu pouts even more because he definitely knows what he’s implying now.
“I have no idea why people seem to think I’m such a slut!” Junsu tries to defend himself. “So people caught me a few hundred times making out with random guys. But that doesn’t mean I slept with them. I can’t help it! I’m just a naturally born flirt! And besides I haven’t fooled around with anybody in months since I met Yoochun.”
Changmin rolls his eyes and turns back to his essay. “You should feel very proud.” He says, and hopes that Junsu gets distracted by something shiny so he can finish his paper. But of course there’s no such luck for Shim Changmin.
“I do.” Junsu says proudly. “Now, as I was saying; I met this really hot guy last weekend when Yoochun and I went to the bar.”
“You mean that night when both of you stumbled into my apartment, shit drunk, and crawled into my bed and made out for hours… while I was still in the bed?”
Junsu pauses for a moment. “I don’t recall that. But if I did, you’re welcome. It’s not everyday you get to see two hot guys making out in your bed.”
Changmin sighs and refuses to argue that ridiculous point. “What are you doing here?”
“I’ve been trying to tell you but you keep distracting me with your shameless come-ons you man whore! Anyways, as I was trying to tell you; I met this really hot guy at the bar last weekend, and I think he’d be perfect for you!” Junsu shouts excitedly with a big old smile on his face, waiting to hear Changmin being as excited as him.
“No.”
“Oh come on, Min! It’s been like forever since you went on a date!”
“It’s been like, six months.”
“Exactly! Forever! Oh, please Minnie? I know you’ll like him, he’s almost as hot as Yoochun and I! And he totally agreed to meet you after I told him how hot, and handsome, and cool you are! Sure, I had to lie about the cool part, but two out of three isn't bad!”
“Not helping yourself here, Junsu.”
A pout, "I’m trying to help you! You need to get laid, you’re almost as boring as a straight person!”
“I refuse to go on anymore of your blind dates. Everyone you set me up with are freaks. I’m perfectly capable of finding my own.” Changmin states, and finally turns back to the boy on his bed, clutching the pink rabbit to his chest that he affectionately named, Yoochun.
“Okay, seriously Min. I think it’ll be really good for you. I know some of the guys I set you up with ended up being freaks, but this ones different, I swear. Nothing odd about him besides the fact the he’s single and totally hot. Please Min, if it doesn’t work, I promise I’ll never set you up with anyone ever again.” Junsu says with wide hopeful eyes.
Changmin sighs and removes his glasses. Junsu was right, (and he hates that) it has been way too long since he’s been out. And it’s not like he’s really made the effort to put himself out there. Besides, it could be fun. It’s not like he’s looking for anything long term, just a fun night out with a decent looking guy. And it’ll get Junsu off his ass about finding someone for a while. So that’s an added bonus.
“Okay, I’ll think about it.” he says exasperatedly. Junsu shouts out a whoop of excitement and jumps up from the bad and makes his way across the room to Changmin. “I knew you’d say yes.” he says happily and sits himself down in Changmin’s lap. “You’ll have a great time, I promise.” he says as he kisses Changmin sloppily on the lips.
“You know, for someone who’s not a slut, you sure don’t have any problem kissing guys that aren’t your boyfriend.” Changmin says as he pulls away, completely use to Junsu random and un-called for displays of affection.
“You don’t count as a guy. We’ve been best friends forever for three whole years now! You’re like a little brother to me.” Junsu counters.
“So do you always try to slip your little brothers some tongue?”
“Only when they’re being really good.” He smiles, “I have to call Chunnie and tell him you agreed so we can set up a date!” he bounced up and down excitedly in Changmin’s lap. He rolled his eyes as he lifted the bouncing mass of excitement from his lap and threw him across the room onto the bed. Junsu only giggled and ran out of he room to call his boyfriend. Changmin sighed for the umpteenth time that night and faintly wondered what he got himself into.
"A blind date, Jaejoong? Are you serious right now?" Yunho said, eyeing his friend in the passenger seat of his car. He couldn't believe his ears. Since when did Kim Jaejoong need to be set up on a blind date? He must really be desperate, he never lets him set him up. "Did your mother set you up?" he teased.
"Haha," Jaejoong said dryly, staring out the passenger side window and yawned. It was way too early to deal with Yunho's teasing. If he didn't need a ride to the mall, he wouldn't have bothered in the first place. "No, I met this really cute couple at the bar last weekend, and they said they had a really hot friend they'd like to set me up with. So I agreed. It's not like I'm doing anything else." Jaejoong explained.
"So you are desperate." Yunho stated, more to himself as he kept his eyes on the road.
"I am not desperate!" Jaejoong shouted. "They said he was tall, handsome, and young, and you know how I like the young ones." He ended with a wink, and then paused. "That didn't come out right."
"God, I hope not." Yunho said, as he made a right turn into the parking lot of the mall. "But you know, about 90% of the people who are set up on dates are dogs?"
"Are you calling me a dog, Jung Yunho?" Jaejoong inquired, giving his friend the best glare he could muster so early in the afternoon.
Yunho sighed, "No, Jaejoong. Who in their right mind would call you a dog? I'm saying that the other guy must be. Why else would his friends have to set him up?"
"They said he was handsome, tall, and young, that all sounds like an A+ to me. And if he's anywhere near as good looking as his friends, then I'm good to go." Jaejoong explained as he unbuckled his seatbelt and they both stepped out of the car. Yunho rounded to walk along side Jaejoong who was already heading towards the entrance, receiving appreciative glances from men and women alike.
"He could be one of their unfortunate friends, who can't get a date to save his life. And they felt bad for him so they're doing this out of pity." Yunho says.
"Handsome. Tall. Young." Jaejoong repeats again, keeping his eyes forward. "I don't think they would make up that great of quality to lie about someone. So at least I don't expect some forty-something year old, fat, pervert with a gold tooth."
"Why a gold tooth?"
"I don't know. It just flowed, didn't it?"
Yunho shakes his head and sighs, "So when's the date?" he asks.
"Tomorrow night at TRICK. That's why I need your help finding something to wear." Jaejoong says casually as he drapes an arm over Yunho's shoulders as they enter the lobby of the mall.
Yunho rolls his eyes, "Girlfriends to the end." He says dryly. "But a club is a good place to meet. So many people there, and if you find out he's a dog, you can just leave."
"Have I told you they said he was handsome, tall, and young? Cause if I didn't; they said he was handsome, tall, and young. But yeah, that's exactly why I chose that place, you know, just in case." Jaejoong smiles, and not just because he made a rhyme.
"You keep telling yourself that." Yunho replied.
It's a Saturday night. The night Changmin's supposed to meet his supposedly super hot date, and he's already in a mood to stab someone in the face. He's standing in front of his full length mirror as Junsu pulls another shirt off his body and throws it to Yoochun, who in turn throws him another shirt in which Junsu proceeds to wrestle Changmin into that one. All in all, it was a quite painful, and annoying affaire. He's completely given up fighting them, it's no use when they threaten to make sweet, sweet, love to him all night if he doesn't listen. And quite frankly, he doesn't want that.
"Ewe, Yoochunnie! Changmin is not wearing this." Junsu says and makes a face at the leopard print shirt Yoochun just threw to him. Yoochun has the decency to look utterly offended that his boyfriend doesn't agree to his taste in clothing.
"What are you talking about? That's a great shirt!" Yoochun defends.
"No, it's a hideous and tacky shirt! I'm not letting Changmin walk out of here looking like a crack whore!" Junsu yells and throws the shirt at Yoochun's face. Changmin sighs, here it comes.
"Crack whores could never afford a shirt this great! It's silk for Christ's sake!"
"I don't give a damn if it's woven in gold! It's fucking tacky!"
"It's awesome!"
"It’s grotesque!"
"It’s fabulous!"
"It's an eye soar!
"It's priceless!"
"It's atrocious and gay, you flaming queen!"
"…You're so fucking hot right now."
"Oh god, take me now!"
Changmin sighs and casually steps over the two currently making out on his floor and goes over to his closet. It took longer than expected for those two's hormones to get the better of them. But finally he was able to dress in peace. He grabbed a simple blue collared shirt, and a form fitting black vest to match his pants and went to the bathroom to dress and do his hair.
When he finally reemerges from the bathroom, perfectly groomed and styled, and looking damn good if he dare say so himself, he found his two friends kissing lazily on his bed. He'd hate to admit it, and never, ever would out loud, but those two were pretty cute together, when they're not practically fucking each other in public.
He finally managed to break the two apart so they could leave, since those two aren’t ones to miss a night out. And they graciously named Changmin the designated driver to and from, claiming they were to drunk off each other to drive and made out in the back seat like a couple of hormone ridden teenagers.
When they finally arrived at TRICK, it was already in full swing, as always. The dance floor was full, and the bartenders were working non stop. The three made their way over to the bar first to order some drinks. Then Yoochun and Junsu left for the dance floor, saying they'll go look for his hot date. Changmin nodded and found an empty booth to sit at, while avoiding groping hands on his way there.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Shim Changmin." Changmin's eye twitched a little at the voice. He'd know it anywhere.
"Oh, Heechul. Long time, no see." It was one of those freaks Junsu set him up with a few months ago. It's not that Heechul was bad looking, he was anything but, he's just a little too… eccentric for Changmin's taste. Heechul smirked one of his trademark smirks and leaned over the back of the plush red leather sofa's to face Changmin. His hair's orange now, he notes.
"Yeah, long time." He replies smoothly, leaning a little closer to whisper into Changmin's ear. "I haven't seen you since the wonderful night in the back seat of your car." Changmin shudder a bit and flushes a tint of pink. He hears Heechul laugh suddenly and pat him on the shoulder. "I'm only kidding. I'm seeing someone now anyway. So what are you doing here? Waiting for someone?" he asks.
"Yeah, I let Junsu set me up… again." Changmin explains, taking another sip from his drink.
"Hmm, I see. Well maybe you'll have better luck this time." He teases and pokes him in the shoulder lightly. Changmin cracks a grin, "We can only hope." He says. That's when Yoochun and Junsu return to the booth. Junsu and Heechul exchange a somewhat friendly, bordering on erotic kiss, and Yoochun watches, clearly turned on. Changmin rolls his eyes, and that's when he notices a pair of dark eyes gazing back at him from beside Yoochun.
Broad shoulders, and a slim waist wrapped in a pair of low-rise ripped jeans, and a grey printed tee. Black hair, and full rosy lips, and god, if that was Changmin's date he's going to owe Junsu his life for the next century and a half.
"Oh, Changmin. This is Jaejoong, the guy I was telling you about." Junsu finally introduces, and Changmin does a little victory dance in his head. He stands up from his seat and flashes Jaejoong a killer smile and extends his hand.
"Nice to meet you," he says honestly, and he's not sure, but he thinks he may have seen Jaejoong blush just a bit. But he writes it off as his imagination as Jaejoong takes his hand in his own and smiles back, just as charming. "Likewise," he says.
"Sexy~" Heechul sing songs and excuses himself from the group.
Tall and handsome was a goddamn understatement! Jaejoong thought as soon as the other man stood from his seat and smiled at him. The man is sex on legs! He really wished he knew where Yunho wondered off to so he could rub this sexy hunk of man in his face. But not literally, of course, because that would be awkward to do on a first date, and he was saving the for himself.
"Well, we'll leave you two to get acquainted now." Junsu said with a sly grin as Yoochun wrapped his arm around his lovers waist and headed back to the dance floor. But not before sending an extremely suggestive wink in their direction.
The tall, hunk of burning love turned back to him and smiled again. And that's when Jaejoong realized he was still holding on to the other's hand. Play it cool, Jaejoong. He said to himself. But he ended up just laughing nervously as he reluctantly let go of Changmin's hand, trying hard to fight back a blush. Changmin laughed a little and gestured to the seat opposite him.
"Uh, can I get you something to drink?" Changmin asked, and Jaejoong was more than a little relieved the other was just as nervous as him. Jaejoong sat down in the booth across form where Changmin once sat and thought a drink sounded like and amazing idea right about now.
"Sure, that sounds great." Jaejoong says casually, sounding as cool as possible.
"What'll you have?" Changmin asked. Jaejoong looked at the drink sitting across from him that once occupied the others sexy hands.
"I'll have whatever you're having." He says, being sure to lower his voice an octave and add a little smirk. He couldn't help but feel a little smug as the other blushes slightly and makes his way over to the bar. Oh, yeah, he still got it. Jaejoong's eyes scanned the club, looking for his friend who insisted on coming with him. He finally spotted Yunho, standing near the bar with a drink in hand. As if feeling the eyes on him, Yunho suddenly turned to Jaejoong.
Jaejoong smiled all broad and cocky and gestured to the sexy hunk of man meat getting him a drink at the other end of the bar. Yunho followed his gaze and froze on the tall figure, eyes wide and mouth hung open. Jaejoong shook his head. "That's him?" Yunho mouthed, and Jaejoong, nodded with a smirk. Yunho then proceeded to make crude gestures with his hands, and then started to spank the air. Jaejoong rolled his eyes and laughed a bit as said hunk of man meat returned to their booth with his drink in hand.
"One Long Island Ice Tea." Changmin says with as sexy smile as he slides the drink across the table and into Jaejoong's hand.
"Thanks," he says and takes a sip, being sure to eye the man over the rim of his glass. "So, if you don't mind me saying; you really don't look like the type of guy who needs to be set up on dates." Jaejoong says as he lowers his glass.
Changmin's shoulders shake with quiet laughter, "Were you expecting some unfortunate little man here tonight?"
Jaejoong shrugged, "Actually, a forty-something year old fat pervert with a golden tooth, had crossed my mind for a bit."
Changmin laughed openly, eyes crinkling in mirth and flashing Jaejoong a row of perfectly white teeth. He notices how the others eyes seem to go mismatched when he smiled, and Jaejoong had the sudden urge to kiss him desperately. He smiled back and bit his lip instead.
"So, I guess that means I'm approved?" Changmin finally asked as he calmed down and reached for his drink again.
"Definitely,"
The conversation flowed easily after that. Complete with playful teasing, and easy flirtation. Jaejoong finds out that Changmin's three years his junior, but he insists that Changmin not call him 'hyung,' it'd be too awkward now. He also discovers he's a student at Seoul University, but has his own apartment off campus, and works at a local newspaper.
Jaejoong informs him he graduated from Yonsei University two years ago and now owns his own record store, which Changmin seems to think is the coolest thing in the world, and it's not. They talked about their family and friends; ("Yeah, Yoochun and Junsu are like at it like every two minutes"… "I need to find Yunho a date.") Jaejoong can't remember the last time he had such a great conversation, now all he has to do is wait for the great sex, or so he hopes.
There's a sudden lull in conversation in which they look to the dance floor. And lo and behold, there's Yoochun and Junsu practically making love on the dance floor. Junsu's pressed tight against Yoochun's body, jerking their hips wildly with the loud base of the music. Yoochun's face is buried in Junsu's neck, while his hand has a firm grip on Junsu's full ass. They've attracted quite and audience, and Jaejoong feels a little jealous.
Changmin rolls his eyes at the couple on the dance floor, seemingly use to this type of behavior. "They're going to get arrested for public indecency one of these days, I swear." He says sounding slightly annoyed, but there's a fondness in his voice that Jaejoong can hear clearly.
"You want to dance?" Jaejoong asks suddenly. Changmin looks surprised for a moment before he nods with a smile and lets Jaejoong drag him to the dance floor. He's ready to make a scene. Before Changmin can even place his footing, Jaejoong's already against him, chest to chest, and swaying his hips lazily to the music.
Changmin pulls their bodies a bit closer, placing his leg between Jaejoong's thighs. His hand is on the small of the others back as they sway their hips together sensually. Jaejoong can't help but stare down at their conjoined hips as they grind their groins against each other. He's surprised at how fluidly Changmin can moves his body, rolling and sliding against his easily.
Jaejoong bites his lip, trying to hold back a groan when Changmin rubs against him harshly. Jaejoong retaliates by waving his body against the others slowly, trailing his hand down Changmin's body. He smirks at the quiet moan he hears leave Changmin's lips, and how fucking sexy it sounds. Jaejoong repeats the move, running his hand down the others toned chest. But Changmin stops his hand before it can complete it's journey and traps it between there swaying bodies before he uses it to spin Jaejoong around, leaving the chest to back with Jaejoong's ass fitting snuggly against Changmin's groin.
Jaejoong immediately gets the message and starts rolling his hips back against the others. He can feel Changmin's hands come around his waist, stroking slowly at his sides, raking his nails against his thighs. Jaejoong hums his approval, biting his lips and rocking his hips back against the other harder, and faster, almost desperate. The music is mute to the both of them now, they hear nothing but each other's ragged breathing.
Changmin lowers his head to Jaejoong's ear and breathes, "You're good at this." He says lowly, sending shivers and jolts of electricity coursing through Jaejoong's body. Jaejoong shuts his eyes tight and rolls back again, willing Changmin's hand to touch him more. He can feel himself growing hard as he rolls against the others growing hardness. He moans and turns his head slightly to whisper to Changmin, "You're getting excited."
He feels Changmin's hand slowly run up his thigh and back down to a more dangerous area. "So are you," he whispers and nips at the lobe of Jaejoong's ear playfully. Jaejoong shudders again and thinks he could cum in his pants any minute if this keeps on. Jaejoong brings his hand up behind his to pull Changmin down further.
"I-I can't take this anymore." He whispers into Changmin's neck, "I need to… I'm going to--"
"Shhh," Changmin quiets him, running his hand across Jaejoong's body. And the next thing he knows, he's being pulled across the dance floor and into the bathroom. Changmin presses him up tight against the closed door and attacks Jaejoong's lips forcefully. It's sloppy, and hungry, and full of teeth and tongue, and Jaejoong thinks it's the hottest thing he's ever felt. He moaned into the others mouth.
Changmin lowered himself to nip hungrily at Jaejoong's exposed neck as he runs his hands down Jaejoong's body and slips it under his shirt. He feels Jaejoong shudder under his finger tips as they make contact with his heated skin.
"Please, Changmin… t-touch me." Jaejoong moans, and he hates the fact that he sounds like such a desperate whore. But Changmin doesn't seem to mind as he hums his response into his neck and his hands trail down to the waist band of his jeans. "Oh god."
Changmin makes quick work of the zipper and his hand's already down Jaejoong's boxers, stroking his hardness slowly. A slur of curses fall from Jaejoong's parted lips as Changmin slides his thumb over the slit of his erection, already dripping wet with pre cum. He's already throbbing and fully hard in Changmin's skillful hands and it feels like he's about to explode any second.
"Changmin, I'm going to… I don’t want to, not yet…" Jaejoong barely manages to say.
"Do you want me to…?"
"Yes please, Changmin… please."
Jaejoong moans at the loss of Changmin's hand on his cock, and he sees the younger man's eye light up when he notices something across the room. Jaejoong follows his gaze and his eyes fall on the condom and lube dispenser against the wall. Of course, Jaejoong thinks, what kind of gay club wouldn't have a condom and lube dispenser in the bathroom. Changmin looks back at him questioningly, and Jaejoong nods eagerly.
Changmin gets what is needed as quickly as he can, because he can hardly stand the wait anymore himself. When he returns, Jaejoong's still leaning against the door, face flushed, and panting with his pants wide open. Changmin swallowed and licked his lips as he dragged the dazed man into one of the stalls for more privacy. He kicks the stall closed with his foot forcefully and locks it.
Jaejoong watched him with hooded eyes as he approached him again. He couldn't help but to reach out to him and pull him close, locking there lips together in another hungry kiss. Changmin already had Jaejoong's jeans around his ankles by the time they broke for air, and Jaejoong eagerly reached to undo Changmin's with trembling hands. He failed a few times, until Changmin helped and they were finally both exposed.
Changmin rubbed their erections together eagerly as he leaned over to whisper into Jaejoong's ear. "Are you ready?" he asks, already uncapping the lid on the small bottle and pouring some into his hand. Jaejoong nodded, not trusting his voice right now as he stepped out of his jeans, and lifting his leg to allow the other better access.
Without much more warning, Changmin swiftly inserted a finger into the others tight heat. Jaejoong groaned, throwing his head back against the stalls. Changmin took that opportunity to attach his lips to the exposed neck, sucking, and nibbling the already tender flesh. Jaejoong moaned as Changmin inserted another finger, and then another, twisting and scissoring.
"T-that's enough… now, just... Now" he begged shamelessly. Changmin detached himself from the other, and Jaejoong watched as he rolled the condom over himself, and he couldn't look away. He was huge and Jaejoong was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold on much more. Changmin to one swift step toward him, and he felt all the blood rush south, making him even harder in anticipation.
Changmin lifted Jaejoong effortlessly and pushed him against he was hard. Jaejoong groaned and instinctively wrapped his legs around the other waist. Changmin kissed him again, lazily as he slowly pushed himself inside of Jaejoong.
Ah! Fuck!" Jaejoong rolled his head back, banging it against the shaky walls of he flimsy bathroom stall. "Move." He ordered, wrapping his legs tighter around the others waist, bringing him impossibly close. Changmin did just that, and pulled himself out slowly only to slam back inside. The walls shook with every thrust, and Jaejoong was grateful for the loud music blaring outside the door to muffle his screams of pleasure.
"H-Harder!" Jaejoong shouted, his nails digging into Changmin's shoulders almost painfully. Changmin started to thrust harder and harder, Jaejoong pulled him close, feeling his hands wrap around his thighs. A familiar jolt of intense pleasure shot up his spine as Changmin thrust into him at an angle. He shouts out, unable to say anything coherent as he tried to match Changmin's thrust as well as he could for the angle.
"Oh god, right there!" he managed says, and Changmin buried his face in Jaejoong's sweat slick neck, thrusting in sharper at that same spot. Jaejoong was afraid the walls would collapse if he went any harder, but the thought of that turned him on even more.
"Fuck. I'm close." Changmin mumbled into Jaejoong's neck, bringing his free hand up to wrap around Jaejoong's neglected cock the bounced between their bodies. He stroked in time with every thrust. Jaejoong could feel his movements becoming more erratic, his thrust sharp and shallow and just by knowing the other could cum any second-- his mind went numb as pleasure shot through his body, throwing his head back with a cry as he came hard into Changmin's hand.
"Shit, shit, shit," Changmin muttered into his neck with each erratic thrust. Jaejoong wrapped his arms around the others neck lazily, pulling him closer. "Cum inside me," He coaxed gently licking the shell of Changmin's ear. When he came, he didn't make a sounds, his body went taut with tension and Jaejoong felt the hot liquid pour into the condom inside him. He shuddered at the feeling and let his head rest against Changmin's shoulder.
They stayed like that for a moment, regulating their breathing, and Jaejoong almost didn't want Changmin to pull out. That had to be one of the most earth shattering orgasms he's ever had. The younger man finally lifted his head from Jaejoong shoulder and breathed. He face was flushed and his eyes were hooded and Jaejoong faintly wonders if the other would be up for another round, like, right now.
But instead, Changmin pulls out almost painfully slow, and Jaejoong can't help but whimper helplessly at the loss. He rests his back against the cool wall of the stall, unable to make a move to clean himself. Luckily, Changmin's a gentle man and does all the work for him as he stares off dreamily off into the graffiti covered bathroom stall wall. If Jaejoong had a giant red sharpie right now, he'd write, "Changmin just gave Jaejoong the greatest orgasm of his life against this wall." right in the middle of a huge red heart.
Before he even realizes it, Changmin has them both relatively clean and fully dressed. Jaejoong finally pushes himself from the wall and wraps his arms around the other mans neck and kisses him sloppily on the lips. Changmin pulls him closer and he smiles into the kiss, slipping back before it went too far again.
"That," Jaejoong breathes. "Was the greatest sex ever."
Changmin smiles lazily and pulls them together again, nuzzling his neck. "I wholeheartedly agree." He says.
They finally mange to pull themselves away from each other and made there way back out into the club. They both stop in their tracks when they see Junsu sandwiched between Yoochun and Yunho and dancing in the most ungodly like manner imaginable. Yunho to Junsu's front, and Yoochun to Junsu's back, as they gyrated and grinded against one another like nobody's business.
Jaejoong laughed loudly and clung onto Changmin's arm. Changmin only sighed and shook his head. At least those two will have someone else to molest while he can sit back and molest his own man.
THE END.
a/n: i've never written something so long and pointless before. maybe i'll write more to it. but not a chapter fic, but just more random fics from this universe. what do you think? anyhoo, i just really wanted to write jaemin my way, with seme!min. x] i'm still considering making a comm for seme!min, but how many of you would be interested and willing to contribute in that? well anyways, comments make me feel really happy! :D PLEASE COMMENT! IT'S NOT TOO HARD, RIGHT?
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