Missed Connections: Chapter 9
Title: Missed Connections: Chapter 9
Pairing: Junbros, Taecyeon/Chansung
Rating :NC-17
Summary: The meal with Junho's parents doesn't quite work out the way Junsu had imagined
Warnings: strong language, sexual content
Junsu is a mass of tension and nerves at the meal with Junho's parents. They're late because Taecyeon couldn't decide which shirt went best with the bright orange fisherman pants that Khun sent over from Thailand. They'd all received a pair, opting to wear them to bed or whilst working out but Taecyeon, being the fashion terrorist, somehow thought they'd be the perfect thing to wear to a somewhat fancy restaurant. By the time the tall american wriggles out of his fifth shirt Junsu snaps and takes matters into his own hands, throwing the first shirt, a black long-sleeved tee-shirt at him. The Lees don't seem to mind that they're late and Mrs Lee instead kisses all three boys on the cheek, giving Junsu an extra tight hug before releasing him to sit besides Junho.
Junsu jumps slightly as Junho suddenly leans against him, breath tickling the shell of his ear. "Hyung" Junho practically purrs against his earlobe, hand enclosing around his knee to give him a reassuring squeeze. "You shouldn't be so worried, Pabo. Umma adores you" Junsu glances to Lee-Umma to see her patting the back of Chansung's hand, completely engrossed in the conversation. Junho sits up straight but gives Junsu's leg another squeeze, fingers tickling the sensitive skin at the back of his knee. Mr Lee turns his attention to them and asks Junsu about his job. Mrs Lee perks up beside him and suddenly all eyes are on Junsu. Junho's fingers flex against the material of his suit pants, pausing him in his story telling. Chansung jumps in, embellishing the story that Junsu had started and he relaxes back into his seat.
He's discussing soccer with Mr Lee some 5 minutes or so later when Junho's fingers twitch against his knee and slide down to the inside, pulling Junsu's thighs apart. His stomach flips, a sudden rush of heat through his spine and Junho's hand begins to slide ever so slowly along the inside of this thigh. Junho scrapes his thumb against the seam of Junsu's pants, making the older boy tense every muscle in his body. Junho pauses as Mr Lee asks Junsu a question and gives his boyfriend a moment to come up with a response before his fingers tug Junsu's thighs even further apart and the older boy squirms in his seat. "I heard he's doing well with Mah-Manchester" Junsu barely contains his moan as Junho suddenly palms him through the cloth of his pants. Junho squeezes, gently running his palm over Junsu's length and the older boy shudders. Junho's nails scrape the underside of his cock and Junsu bites his lip to hold back the moan it coaxes as he bucks against Junho's hand. He throws himself out of his seat when Junho's fingers find the tab oh his zipper and he quickly excuses himself to the bathroom, ignoring the confused gazes of Chansung and Mrs Lee. He tugs the front of his shirt free as he reaches the bathroom.
Junsu heads straight for the sinks when he enters the bathroom, hoping some cold water should help calm him down. He doesn't notice that Junho enters the room a few moments later, or that Junho checks to see if there's anyone else in the room before locking the door behind him. Junsu jumps when he finally notices Junho and he's not sure whether it's because of the icey water against his burning skin or the way Junho's hands slide to his hip bones, pulling their bodies together. "Are you ok, Hyung? You look a little flushed" Junho's reflection grins at him through the mirror, and he can feel the weight of the boy's head on his shoulder. "Yah! You shouldn't be here. We're with your parents" Junsu twists in his grip, face and neck covered by a dark blush. Junho smirks, fingers freeing the first button of Junsu's shirt and then the second. "I said I was coming to check up on you. You've been looking a little under the weather for the last five minutes" Junho smirks and presses his lips to Junsu's, fingers sliding to the third button.
"Junho, we shouldn't be doing this. What if someone walks in?" Junsu's voice pitches slightly as Junho's hand slides under his shirt, tweeking a nipple. Junsu arches into the touch as Junho rolls the nipple, squeezing it gently before dragging his nails back to the centre of Junsu's chest. "Already locked the door" He pauses to bite Junsu's collar bone, making the older male squirm "We're completely alone" He soothes his tongue over the teeth marks in Junsu's skin, as he pops open the last button with a smirk. He pushes the shirt away, sliding it over Junsu's shoulders so it catches at his arms, eyes dropping to the newly exposed skin with a growl of appreciation.
Junho presses his lips to Junsu's as his fingers trace over Junsu's ribs making Junsu squirm again. Junho presses closer, grinds his hips against the older boy's and delights in the moan that escapes Junsu as he pulls away from his lips. He drops his head to press a series of kisses to Junsu's jaw, tongue tracing a slick line down the column of his throat and pausing at his adam's apple. Junsu tilts his head back, exposing himself a little more and Junho thrusts against him a little harder as he drags his tongue over the lump in Junsu's throat. "Oh, fuck" Junsu bucks against him, making Junho whine at the added friction.
Junho's fingers trace the contours of Junsu's abs, burning imaginary patterns into his skin. It makes Junsu keen again as he feels himself quickly becoming hard, skin on fire from a simple touch. Junho places a kiss over Junsu's heart, quickly nipping the skin there to distract Junsu as he pulls the older male's zipper down in one swift tug. Junsu's skin is red, partly flushed and partly from being bitten, but the colour spreads across his chest and burns his ears as Junho's eyes drop to his crotch and the younger boy licks his lips in appreciation. Junsu feels his cock twitch at the movement and Junho smirks as he repeats the motion, forcing another twitch from Junsu's cock.
Junho reaches out with tenative fingers, fisting Junsu's erection through his boxer shorts. He glances up as he feels the older man tense and for a moment he doubts himself but the doubt disapears as quickly as it came when Junsu's head falls back against the mirror behind them. A low moan curls from his throat as he presses forwards into Junho's hand, encouraging the younger to move. Junho's pace is slow to start but picks up as Junsu's thursts continue, his confidence growing as Junsu's breathing becomes increasingly less stable.
He slides his fingers over Junsu's cock, tracing the vein along the underside. He scrapes his nails over the other as he draws his hand back up, curling around Junsu's erection as he presses his thumb to the slit. Junsu bites back a moan, sinking his teeth into his lower lip before fisting Junho's hair, pulling the younger boy closer for a kiss. He rolls his hips to meet Junho's hand as the younger pumps his length, squeezing a little tighter from time to time to make him squirm. Junsu breaks the kiss to press his face to Junho's collar bone, panting heavily against the boy's chest. Junho can tell that Junsu isn't far now, if the dark spot of pre-cum is anything to go by. He presses his lips to Junsu's temple and chuckles against the other's skin and sinks to his knees, face level with Junsu's groin. "Oh god, Junho" Junsu groans and squeezes his eyes shut as Junho slips a hand into his boxers, pulling Junsu's straining erection free.
"Junho-yah! Junsu-yah! What are you two doing in there? The door- It's locked"
The pair jump, startled, as the door shudders in it's hinges, Chansung pouting at the other side. Junho chuckles and glances up to Junsu with dark eyes, making sure the older is watching as he presses his lips to the head of Junsu's cock in a gentle kiss before taking the other into his mouth. Junsu groans, biting into his fist to muffle the sound. His head is spinning and the pressure in his groin is starting to grow painful. Junho gives him a sharp suck, dragging his lips back till only the head remains in his mouth. He presses his tongue to the slit, and then further back to the ridge just beneath the head before drawing Junsu back into his mouth with a deep breath. Junsu whimpers as he brushes the back of Junho's throat, feeling it constrict around his head as the boy swallows. Junho's fingers squeeze the base of his cock and the boy's mouth disappears, followed by the grip of his hand. "We'll just be a minute!" Junho straightens and brushes off his trousers, fingers reaching out to tuck Junsu's straining erection back into his boxer shorts, somehow managing to pull the zip over the bulging hard on. The contact alone makes Junsu groan, pausing as he works on refastening his buttons.
"They're serving the mains in a minute guys! Don't blame us if Chansung eats your meals!" Taecyeon's voice filters throught he door, followed by a thump and a high pitched squawk from the group's maknae. Taecyeon grumbles something, earning himself another punch in the arm and the two go back to the table and Junho's waiting parents. Junho presses a gentle kiss to Junsu's lips, the passion from earlier having completely vanished as he helps the elder adjust his shirt to hide the tent of his pants. "Come on, Hyung. We better get back. I'm starving" Junho gives him another short kiss and flattens a lock of hair behind Junsu's ear.
Junsu's brow quirks as the younger boy moves towards the door, not missing the way Junho sways his hips. It takes three seconds for him to reach the younger boy and another two for him to pin him against the wall. Junho yelps in surprise, Junsu's teeth nipping at his ear lobe before sliding to his collarbone. One of Junsu's hands grabs his hip and he's pulled back to feel the older male's erection pressing to the curve of his ass. Junsu growls against his ear, voice deep and throaty. He presses his hips forwards, grinding himself against Junho's ass. "You're such a fucking tease" Junsu punctuates each word in Junho's ear with a sharp thrust of his hips, making the younger boy howl as he tries to press back for more friction. Junsu gives him one final bite to the shoulder and gives Junho's ass a hard slap before sliding the lock and leaving the room.
Junho slides back into his seat besides Junsu and glances around the table. His father, Chansung and Taecyeon are already eating but his mother is staring at him with concern. "Are you ok dear? You're starting to look rather flushed too"