[drabbles] laundry day pt.4
a/n: damn, making a poster/header is hard Q____Q and oh hell, i'm already tired and sleepy o___=''
warnings:tease, smut
"ahh...ahhh....ahh...." Jaejoong's moans echoed around the walls and back into his buzzing ears. The water gave his vibrate voice a higher tone that it usually did as Yunho continued to push into him.
"Ugh...Yun..HO..." Yunho hit his secret spot and suddenly gripped onto Jaejoong's waist into a tighter hold, thrusting with more impact that the previous. The lube succeeded it's deed and allowed him to bury himself deeper without delay as he banged into the Jaejoong's interiors harshly.
"Ahh...a...more...yun...more.." Jaejoong chanted after each thrust was laid on him, moving him higher and higher above the machine until his head reached the wall. It was a very uncomfortable position to be placed between, which Jaejoong had to manuver his hand above the washing machine to lift his upper half above the solid metal surface.
The taller man notice his lover's body heat moving further away from him and higher onto the machine. He though Jaejoong wanted to end the union as soon as possible, assuming that Yunho's gestures weren't good enough for him. Even worst, his 'bed skills' were becoming rusty.
He seized Jaejoong's legs, lifting one above his shoulder and presenting himself with freshly access to the smaller man's forcefully thrusted hole.
Jaejoong let out a groan from the latter's position and from the slight lost from the cock that was once hitting his prostate very deliciously.
Uneasily, Jaejoong attempted to continue his reaching above the machine to avoid other things that might possible hit his fragile head. His fingers hovered over the open buttons and slowly skimmed over each of them until Yunho bent forward to suck on his pink nipples.
"Ah-- yunho!" His hand slipped and his head nearly hit the wall behind him but stopped midway when he elbowed the solid surface, retreating his head forward."ughhh...."
He didn't mind the pain blooming on his elbow because the least he has done was protected his pretty head and scavanged forward to Yunho's ministrations onto his exposed chest. He licked his lips, watching Yunho's tongue swirl around his pink bud before drawing his tongue to the center and effortlessly pushed his way into the impossibly enclosed slit.
Yunho continued his darting gestures on Jaejoong's chest and then lowered his lips to the perched nipple, engulfing it in between his soft lips, sucking them.
"Ohh-fuck! yunho!...ahh" Yunho pulled hard on his nipple and continued to evenly thrust into his hole without having to adjust much.
Jaejoong couldn't take it anymore, his mind felt like it was already going to blow from the ringing and he really wanted to go to sleep, not matter how appealing sex was to him right now.
He slid his arm on the hard surface and once he turned to sit in a comfortable position, because the washing machine is just unbreable and his fingers slipped across the buttons again and this time it did something.
He had pressed the on button.
Surprise came to both of the men and the machine began to erupt in a roar before he hummed and quaked underneath them. It was running it's usual functions and washing the clothes that laid in it's interiors.
However, Jaejoong felt much more than that.
The vibrations from the laundry machine increased the frictions between his and the other man's joining and Yunho's thrust became much more sloppier but wildly humping him quickly.
"ahhh.ahha...ahhha..ha..AHH..AHH--!!" Jaejoong felt Yunho's cock sinking deeper into his hole, sliding and and out of him faster and faster until he couldn't tell when was Yunho hitting his spot anymore.
"ohh...uhhh.ohhh..J-Jaejoong!!" Yunho groans grew louder, the sudden pleasure and less efforts to fuck his partner quicker eased his aching arms and legs. His cock felt intensly warm inside Jaejoong's clamped muscles and he wanted to shove himself impossibly deeper that he already was.
If felt damn good.
The washing machine continued to hum and vibrate underneath their love-making session. Yunho grabbed onto Jaejoong's member, his fingers relubed with detergent as he squeezed and gloss Jaejoong's cock with more liquid.
"Holy--!!" Jaejoong cried, his swearing cut half way when Yunho pinched his length before he continued to yank at it and synthetically fuck him hard and deep.
Yunho took this opportunity to push his tongue into Jaejoong's mouth and kiss his passionately enough that he almost made him choke.
They were both sticky and so close. Almost over the edge.
Jaejoong was the first one to come and then followed Yunho when he couldn't resist to release himself after having his dick squeezed the living life out of it with his lover's now sore and abused hole. He thrust a few extra times to make sure his cock had milked itself down to every last drop.
He fell onto of Jaejoong, still inside him, both of them were heaving loudly and at the same time rejuvenating their lost of oxygen.
The humming of the washing machine continued on for a few more minutes until it stayed silent and discontinued from any movements.
"I think the laundry... is done now Joongie." Yunho breathed out onto his chest.
"I think so too." He agreed and fell asleep on the washing machine.
a/n: last part... ending sucks ;______; (drops dead)
warnings:tease, smut
"ahh...ahhh....ahh...." Jaejoong's moans echoed around the walls and back into his buzzing ears. The water gave his vibrate voice a higher tone that it usually did as Yunho continued to push into him.
"Ugh...Yun..HO..." Yunho hit his secret spot and suddenly gripped onto Jaejoong's waist into a tighter hold, thrusting with more impact that the previous. The lube succeeded it's deed and allowed him to bury himself deeper without delay as he banged into the Jaejoong's interiors harshly.
"Ahh...a...more...yun...more.." Jaejoong chanted after each thrust was laid on him, moving him higher and higher above the machine until his head reached the wall. It was a very uncomfortable position to be placed between, which Jaejoong had to manuver his hand above the washing machine to lift his upper half above the solid metal surface.
The taller man notice his lover's body heat moving further away from him and higher onto the machine. He though Jaejoong wanted to end the union as soon as possible, assuming that Yunho's gestures weren't good enough for him. Even worst, his 'bed skills' were becoming rusty.
He seized Jaejoong's legs, lifting one above his shoulder and presenting himself with freshly access to the smaller man's forcefully thrusted hole.
Jaejoong let out a groan from the latter's position and from the slight lost from the cock that was once hitting his prostate very deliciously.
Uneasily, Jaejoong attempted to continue his reaching above the machine to avoid other things that might possible hit his fragile head. His fingers hovered over the open buttons and slowly skimmed over each of them until Yunho bent forward to suck on his pink nipples.
"Ah-- yunho!" His hand slipped and his head nearly hit the wall behind him but stopped midway when he elbowed the solid surface, retreating his head forward."ughhh...."
He didn't mind the pain blooming on his elbow because the least he has done was protected his pretty head and scavanged forward to Yunho's ministrations onto his exposed chest. He licked his lips, watching Yunho's tongue swirl around his pink bud before drawing his tongue to the center and effortlessly pushed his way into the impossibly enclosed slit.
Yunho continued his darting gestures on Jaejoong's chest and then lowered his lips to the perched nipple, engulfing it in between his soft lips, sucking them.
"Ohh-fuck! yunho!...ahh" Yunho pulled hard on his nipple and continued to evenly thrust into his hole without having to adjust much.
Jaejoong couldn't take it anymore, his mind felt like it was already going to blow from the ringing and he really wanted to go to sleep, not matter how appealing sex was to him right now.
He slid his arm on the hard surface and once he turned to sit in a comfortable position, because the washing machine is just unbreable and his fingers slipped across the buttons again and this time it did something.
He had pressed the on button.
Surprise came to both of the men and the machine began to erupt in a roar before he hummed and quaked underneath them. It was running it's usual functions and washing the clothes that laid in it's interiors.
However, Jaejoong felt much more than that.
The vibrations from the laundry machine increased the frictions between his and the other man's joining and Yunho's thrust became much more sloppier but wildly humping him quickly.
"ahhh.ahha...ahhha..ha..AHH..AHH--!!" Jaejoong felt Yunho's cock sinking deeper into his hole, sliding and and out of him faster and faster until he couldn't tell when was Yunho hitting his spot anymore.
"ohh...uhhh.ohhh..J-Jaejoong!!" Yunho groans grew louder, the sudden pleasure and less efforts to fuck his partner quicker eased his aching arms and legs. His cock felt intensly warm inside Jaejoong's clamped muscles and he wanted to shove himself impossibly deeper that he already was.
If felt damn good.
The washing machine continued to hum and vibrate underneath their love-making session. Yunho grabbed onto Jaejoong's member, his fingers relubed with detergent as he squeezed and gloss Jaejoong's cock with more liquid.
"Holy--!!" Jaejoong cried, his swearing cut half way when Yunho pinched his length before he continued to yank at it and synthetically fuck him hard and deep.
Yunho took this opportunity to push his tongue into Jaejoong's mouth and kiss his passionately enough that he almost made him choke.
They were both sticky and so close. Almost over the edge.
Jaejoong was the first one to come and then followed Yunho when he couldn't resist to release himself after having his dick squeezed the living life out of it with his lover's now sore and abused hole. He thrust a few extra times to make sure his cock had milked itself down to every last drop.
He fell onto of Jaejoong, still inside him, both of them were heaving loudly and at the same time rejuvenating their lost of oxygen.
The humming of the washing machine continued on for a few more minutes until it stayed silent and discontinued from any movements.
"I think the laundry... is done now Joongie." Yunho breathed out onto his chest.
"I think so too." He agreed and fell asleep on the washing machine.
a/n: last part... ending sucks ;______; (drops dead)