You're Mine
Title: You're Mine
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: Slight R
Disclaimer: Trust me, if they belonged to me, I would of asked them to star in a porno for me already.
Author's notes: I apologize in advance for the crappy thing you're going to read in a moment.
Summary: They were shooting their come back fourth album. And Jaejoong's sexy concept is driving a poor certain leader up to his limits.
Yunho wanted to bash his skull to something hard right now. Today, they were going to film for a new music video that was going to be part of their comeback album. The concept this time was manly, and sexy. Sure, that was no problem to pull off. All five of them were good looking and have envious bodies. They weren't really use to be being exposed like this.
'But God so help me,' Yunho thought as he rubbed his temples, 'Why does Jaejoong have to be the most exposed out of all of us?' The leader took a glance at the lead singer, who was shyly getting dressed into the clothes he was forced to wear by the stylist. His cheeks were flushed pink as he used his arms to try and cover himself.
Jaejoong was wearing slightly torn, tight black jeans that hugged his legs perfectly and showed off the shape of his round ass. The top was a long sleeved, black and white striped sweater. The whole outfit wouldn't have been so bad... If only they closed up the forsaken superly wide low v-neck that pretty much exposes Jaejoong's well chiseled chest.
Damn. That smooth, milky skin is just calling out to Yunho right now. Just begging to be touched. The fact that the other looked rather sexy and inviting with his newly fresh hair cut. Brownish red wine color, straight hair. Gaaaah! The stylist just applied lip gloss on him. Now the those pink pouty lips were calling out to him too.
Yeah. Yunho really did want to bash his skull right now.
Jaejoong turned to the frustrated man who was taking a glance at him from a far. He flashed a smile and waved lightly, the pink still on his cheeks. The leader melted a bit at the sight of that. Then, Jaejoong gave him a light pout. His bottom lips popping out more with air filled in his cheeks. Yunho swallowed. Shit. What he would give to run up to the other right now and kiss him senseless in front of everyone. Why did Jaejoong have to make that face?
"Hyung, it's time for your part for the video." Changmin came in and interrupted Yunho's thoughts. 'I never thought I would say this but thank you Changmin!' He got up as fast as he could and ran out of the dressing room like lightning, leaving two confused band members.
Jaejoong blinked innocently as he saw his best friend dash out of the room so fast.
"Did I do something wrong?" He wondered.
The youngest looked at the other from top to bottom, with a sly grin.
"Oh."
"What is it, Changmin?"
Changmin shook his head and just smiled, "Nothing, hyung. I'll see you in a bit."
Jaejoong whined, "No one tells me anything more. Hmpf."
-
The other four watched as Yunho was doing his solo parts. Everyone was captured at the man's charismatic moves and facial expressions. Jaejoong never really paid attention to the other's physical appearance before till now. Yunho worked awfully hard on his manly appearance, not that he wasn't manly enough already, but now it's more defined. The black wife beater complimented Yunho's broad shoulders and muscled arms. Jaejoong's eyes travelled to every single part of that torso. He can see the slight sweat going down the tanned neck.
That sexy tanned neck.
Gulp.
Jaejoong admits. Yunho was handsome, very handsome. And has over powering sex appeal.
You see, Jaejoong had this small crush on Yunho ever since they trained together back in SM. He tried to deny it, of course. And to think he was going getting over his crush on the other man when they started to drift apart during training. But no. God made other plans. He and Yunho got placed in a group and debuted as TVXQ. Jaejoong began to like him all over again. They became the best of friends during debut. A pair of super touchy best friends. Yunho would always embrace him from behind and caress his thigh. Jaejoong turns red and feels tingly every time Yunho did those things. He didn't mind though. It felt nice to be cared for like that. Kisses on the cheek and.. erm, gropes were shared here and there. The fact that during the shows, Yunho always fights for his attention, especially when he's talking with another male artist. He found it adorable. But he didn't want to keep his hopes up of the leader returning his feelings.
He still pondered at the thought to why Yunho kept avoiding him these days. Usually, they would be hanging out and all but everytime he tried to look at his leader, the other would just look away or walk off. Jaejoong hated being ignored, especially by Yunho.
He wanted to know why. Badly.
Suddenly, out of no where, he bursts aloud.
"Yunhoooooo! So handsome! But he's one of my members, what am I going to do?!" Jaejoong groaned, cupping his now red cheeks with his hands. Junsu, who was beside Jaejoong, turned and stared at him with an eyebrow raised, "Something wrong, hyung?" Realizing what he just did, the lead singer covered his mouth and nervously laughed, "N-No."
Junsu rolled his eyes, 'He is so easy to read.'
"Okay Yunho, you're done." announced the director. Yunho bowed as he made his way back to his members. Jaejoong's eyes met with Yunho's for a brief second then.
Swoosh!
Yoochun blinked.
"Where did Jaejoong hyung go?"
-
I want to jump him.
I seriously want to jump him.
That was Yunho's thought.
He regretted coming to watch Jaejoong's solo for the video. They were in a small apartment complex, in a rather nice room. And Jaejoong's body was rolling all over the fluffy red carpet. God forbid, he was doing it in a rather sensual way. His back was against the floor, one leg hyped up, half lidded misty eyes and parted lips.
Shit shit shit.
You had no idea how much amount of strength it took for him not to just shove the staff and camera crew away and just jump on the other male, strangling him to the floor.
Yunho bit his bottom lip as he watched the filming.
He swore that the camera guys had some drool coming out of the corner of their mouths as they watched Jaejoong move and had pained expressions on his face as they filmed him. Yunho wanted to take their heads and smack them together.
A growl escaped his throat.
Gah. Stop drooling you damn bastards!
...
..
.
Oh great, things just got worse.
Now the stylists and costumes ladies hands were now feeling up Jaejoong. He wanted to trip those hands off and yell out, 'You can look but no touch, bitch!' And apparently, Jaejoong wasn't protesting at all. That pissed him off just as much. 'Why must you let them touch you like that, Jaejoongie?' Yunho whined, 'Even I can't touch him like that. It's so unfair.'
Yunho's jealousy level went up.
Ah my gawd.
Jaejoong's v-neck sweater slightly slid down from his shoulders, revealing more of the flawless skin. It's teasing him again. The said man noticed and his long, slim, pale fingers traced over his own skin to pull the piece of cloth back in place. Dear Lord, why must you do this to me?
Yoochun walked out from behind him and whistled as he saw the scene before him.
"Wow. Hyung is really going all out on the sexy concept. Sheesh, look at that exposed skin."
Yunho wanted to skew him alive on a stick.
"Look at that body. Slim waist and rockin' hips."
Yunho wanted to go all Jeollado street fighter on him.
"Shit, that skin is just begging to be touched."
Yunho wanted to throw him off the bridge.
"Damn, if only he wasn't like a brother to me, I'd tap that."
Now Yunho just wanted to commit bloody murder.
Yoochun turned to the man beside him with a smile, "Won't you say so, Yunho?" He said. In the leader's head, Yoochun was currently being stabbed countless times and then barbequed over a camp fire. The greasy man was lucky. He would of been literally dead meat right now if the leader didn't love him enough.
Yunho kept his cool as long as he could.
But snapped once he saw one of the crew members walk up to Jaejoong, whisper something to the latter's ear and Jaejoong giggled shyly. He wasn't sure if the other noticed but the man's hand traced up from the sexy back, moving downwards.
Lower.
And lower.
Did the latter do anything about it?
Fuck no.
He let the other guy keep touching like that.
Did that bastard just pat Jaejoong's ass?!
The hell, he did not just do that.
Urgh, he was going to go mad and cause chaos if he stayed and watched this any longer.
With a deep, angry growl from his throat, he stomped away from the filming area.
That day, Jung Yunho deicded.
He will get Kim Jaejoong.
-
If things couldn't get any worse.
It did.
It was photoshoot day for the MIROTIC jacket cover version B.
Whoever decided that Jaejoong should wear an almost see through black polo shirt and tight black pants then dumped water over his whole body, deserved to die. Yunho was suffering from a nosebleed. Well, almost. He was pinching his nose, trying to prevent the blood from coming out. Bet you anything, he would suffered from massive blood loss.
Jaejoong's hair was damp and so was his clothes.
Droplets of water was everywhere on his skin.
If you saw him right now, you would of fainted.
And speak of the devil, the latter came up to him with a smile.
"Yunho-ah, did I do well?"
Yunho's eyes trailed the water sliding down from the man's face. It trailed down from his face.
Down the marvelous jaw line.
Down the exposed creamy neck.
Down the teasing chest.
Down the well sculpted, toned, abs.
Fuck.
Down the sexy hips.
His eyes stopped there and gulped. Yunho cursed in his mind. Stupid pants. Why the hell did you have to be in the way?!
"Yunho-ah?"
The leader snapped out of his eyes and looked back up to the lead singer, who was giving him a questioning, innocent look. Those big eyes staring into his own.
"I.. I got to go."
Yunho ran as if his life depended on it.
Jaejoong was left alone again.
He pouted.
"What did I do wrong?"
-
Yunho walked around the studio, trying to clear his thoughts. What did he feel towards his band mate? It's rather hard to tell. But lately, he just hasn't been the same when he's near Jaejoong. It was driving him crazy. He thought maybe it was just a phsycial attraction. But Yunho knew he wasn't gay. Though he definately oggled over Jaejoong time to time. He admits that the latter was pretty damn attractive. Even if he was a male. Jaejoong was the definition of perfection.His smile, his eyes, his laughter, his voice.. His everything. The way Jaejoong looks at him, takes care of him, always beside him. He liked it alot.
The other day, he felt so much jealousy when the male crew member touched Jaejoong like that. He never felt that angry before. Jaejoong was touched by Choi Siwon like that and all but he wasn't that upset till now. Was this feeling getting worse?
Then, it hit him.
Mother of everything holy.
He has feelings for Jaejoong.
Kim Jaejoong.
His band mate, his best friend.
Oh my god.
Kim Jaejoong.
He liked Jaejoong!
Did you hear that everyone? The manly, charismatic, Jung Yunho, leader of TVXQ, likes our precious flower boy, Kim Jaejoong! Geez Yunho, as if we didn't know that already. How stupid do you think we are? Took you long enough to realize it yourself.
'Damn, that's what I've been feeling this whole time for him? I must really be dense.' Yunho smacked his head side to side, back and forth, earning himself weird stares. The other three members looked at their leader in confusion and curiosity.
"Is Yunho hyung okay?" asked Junsu, turning to Changmin, who was eating a slice of pizza.
"Yeah, he's fine, don't worry about it. Don't mind him." The youngest bluntly replied.
Yoochun raised an eyebrow, "Do you know something we don't, Minnie?"
Changmin just grinned.
"I'm a genius remember? I figured it out myself, so you two should do the same 'cause I won't tell you shit." He stood up from the chair and straightened out his clothes, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to find that new cam coder I bought." The grin was replaced by a devilish smile.
Junsu cringed.
"What was up with that?"
Yoochun shivered.
"He has that smile on his face. We're better off not knowing anything."
"True that."
-
Jaejoong sighed as he entered the empty dressing room, rubbing a towel on his head. As expected, Yunho was no where to be found again after the photoshooting was finished. He was really starting to wonder. Did he smell bad? Did he look bad? Did he do something that he shouldn't have? Man! What the hell did he do wrong! It was frustrating Jaejoong.
Since no one else was in the dressing room but himself and everyone else was still busy with the shoot. He started to remove unbutton his polo shirt and already undid hid pants. He was on the process of removing the whole outfit all together until the door was suddenly swung open, revealing Yunho.
Jaejoong's high squeaked yelp caused Yunho's head to snap up.
His eyes winded.
There, in front of him, was practically a naked Jaejoong, trying to cover himself with his shirt. Which pathetically failed.
Oh god.
That body.
Shit.
The slim, creamy legs.
Fuck.
Jaejoong's face turned bright pink.
Yeah, they were both guys but hey, they liked each other, of course you would be embarassed! Yunho didn't say a word. His eyes scanned every single inch of the latter's body, registerting and saving it in his brain. He unconsciously licked his lips. Before he knew what he was doing, Yunho was already in front of Jaejoong, trapping him against the cold mirror.
Jaejoong's gasped out as he felt the coldness touch his bare skin.
Their faces, inches away from each other.
In one swoop, Yunho bent his head down and captured the lead singer's plump lips.
The latter's eyes went wide.
He felt large hands place themselves to the sides of his hips, then made their way to his behind. Jaejoong gasped as he felt a hard squeeze on his ass, and Yunho took this chance to explore the other's mouth with his tongue. It was a strange feeling but both liked it. Jaejoog was sent to heaven. It felt so good. He always did imagine what Yunho's lips would feel like against his own but he didn't think it would be like this.
Jaejoong's eyes finally closed as he kissed the other back. His arms drapped over the broad shoulders and pulled him closer. Their chests pressing against one another. And their tongues fighting for dominance. Yunho's hands were kept on Jaejoong's behind but with one trailing up to the latter's lower back, rubbing in circles, earning a soft moan from the other.
"Yunho.." He heard Jaejoong whimper in between kisses. Damn. It sounded so good coming from his lips. When the latter bucked his hips forward, meeting with his, and mumbled, "I want you, Yunho-ah.." That's when the leader lost it.
"Fuck, Jaejoong. You're making me go crazy." Yunho murmured. They parted for air but it doesn't mean they stopped. Yunho then began leaving butterfly kisses down the creamy neck of Jaejoong, nipping and sucking on it, causing the man against him to tilt his head to the side to give him better access and moaned louder. Jaejoong embraced the leader tighter and harder onto him as his hands went up, lifting the wet, white shirt, feeling the hard muscles against his hand.
He felt Yunho's warm tongue leave his neck and down to his chest. Leaving no inch of skin untouched. The pink nubs were gaining all of the other's attention. Jaejoong impatiently tugged on Yunho's shirt, "Y-Yunho.. Take these damn things off.." Jaejoong growled under his breath. He was so annoyed by it. He was practically almost naked while the other was still fully clothed! The leader couldn't help but chuckle at this action.
"Little impatient, aren't we, baby?" Yunho teased as he got himself back up, claiming the plump swollen lips while in the process, removed his own shirt and dropped his pants, "I wonder, how much beautiful you are without anything covering you up, Jaejoong-ah." The pale cheeks heated up as his eyes trailed to the leader's body. As he expected. Tanned, and sexy, but hella bigger than he expected. Yunho grinned at the flustered look on the latter's face, "What do you think?" He whispered, leaning down beside the other's face, nibbling at the ear lobe. Another moan escaped his lips.
Jaejoong's attitude then turned a hundred and eighty degrees.
He licked his plump pink lips and smiled.
Yunho raised an eyebrow.
It wasn't just a smile.
But it was a naughty one.
"Yes, Yes I do. And I also wonder.." Jaejoong's fingers played with the waist band of Yunho's boxer and his hand then slid passed it, and disappeared under it. Yunho breath hitched as the hand made it's way, feeling the leader's hard on against his palm, "What you would feel like inside me," He tugged on the meat, earning himself a throaty groan from the leader, "Yunho-ah.."
Who knew Jaejoong was so.. naughty?
But who cares. He liked it. It was a turn on.
Yunho then faced Jaejoong, who was giving him the most innocent look he could make.
He licked his dry lips.
"Let me tell you what I'll do to you, Kim Jaejoong."
Say good bye to Jaejoong's pants.
Both of Yunho's hands slid down from the singer's back and down to his behind again. Squeezing the soft flesh hard, earning him a mewl from the man against him. The leader smirked as he slipped a finger between them, tracing it up and down between the cheeks, playing with the outside muscle of the sensitive area.
Jaejoong caught his breath as the taller man pushed a finger inside him. It hurt, yes, but it slowly faded as more were added. Yunho sure was doing a good job finger fucking his brains out. It was fast and hard. And every time those long tanned fingers brushed against his prostate his head turned to the side, lips parted. His chest heaving up and down. Sweat trailing down his forehead. His legs were feeling like jelly each second. Yunho then removed his digits from the puckered hole and licked his fingers clean.
"Tight and sweet. Just how I imagined you would be, Jaejoong." The leader breathed, grinning in satisfaction.
The latter shot him a glare, even though he was embarrassed like hell already.
"Just fuck me, already! I can't take it anymore!" He snapped breathlessly. The teasing was too much and Jaejoong needed Yunho in him. Now.
Yunho's hand gripped the small hips and turned the other around sharply. Jaejoong's front now pressed up against the mirror. His arms then wrapped around the slim waist of the lead singer and began to kiss the smooth shoulder then his hands motioned their way down to the rocking hips and thighs , his arousal pressing against in between the soft cheeks. Rewarding himself another beautiful moan from his lover.
Yunho leaned to Jaejoong's ear and nibbled on the lobe, his hot breath causing the other to shiver. "I won't let you off this easy, Jaejoong-ah. You've been torturing me this whole time and now it's time for a little payback. I'll fuck you hard till even when we're done, you'll still feel me inside you."
-
Junsu's face was as red as a tomato right now, "C-Changmin! I can't believe you would do something like this!" He shrieked with that cute dolphin voice of his. His eyes wide at the scene being played before him. He was watching the two oldest members of their group going at it!
Yoochun patted Changmin on the shoulder.
"My son, I have never been so proud." He choked, doing a fake cry.
"Yah! Park Yoochun!" Junsu smacked the stupid greasy man at the back of the head, "You shouldn't be encouraging him like that! He's too young!" He scolded. Yoochun rubbed his head, "Aigo. You didn't have to hit me, Su. Plus, he's more perverted than I am! He has more porno than I do!"
Groans and screams were heard from the scene.
"God damn, it's hot seeing them go at it." Changmin muttered.
Junsu flailed and ran around the room, "Changmin!"
The dolphin boy nearly fainted as he heard his precious angelic hyung's voice from the speakers.
"F-fuck me harder, Y-Yunho...! Harder, damn it!"
That was Jaejoong.
Now he heard Yunho's grunt.
"Shit, Jaejoongie. Urgh, you are so fucking tight!"
Yoochun began to fan himself using his hand, "Who knew our precious leader-sshi had it in him. Dang, Jaejoong looks so freaking sexy being penetrated. I want a piece of that fine ass." Changmin had a devilish smile again.
"Hyung, how much do you think this will sell on the internet?"
"Don't know but you better save me a copy."
-
I was embarrassed like hell writing this. Especially the almost smut part. I couldn't bring the courage to do it. I just can't. /fail I didn't even know what to do, at all. Forgive me, Allie, for I have failed you! This has got to be probably my first try at YunJae, I think. Not on yaoi, but just YunJae. I don't even know what led to this. Donsaeng just wanted me to write a fanfic and I did it. Roflmao.
.. I'll just go now.
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: Slight R
Disclaimer: Trust me, if they belonged to me, I would of asked them to star in a porno for me already.
Author's notes: I apologize in advance for the crappy thing you're going to read in a moment.
Summary: They were shooting their come back fourth album. And Jaejoong's sexy concept is driving a poor certain leader up to his limits.
Yunho wanted to bash his skull to something hard right now. Today, they were going to film for a new music video that was going to be part of their comeback album. The concept this time was manly, and sexy. Sure, that was no problem to pull off. All five of them were good looking and have envious bodies. They weren't really use to be being exposed like this.
'But God so help me,' Yunho thought as he rubbed his temples, 'Why does Jaejoong have to be the most exposed out of all of us?' The leader took a glance at the lead singer, who was shyly getting dressed into the clothes he was forced to wear by the stylist. His cheeks were flushed pink as he used his arms to try and cover himself.
Jaejoong was wearing slightly torn, tight black jeans that hugged his legs perfectly and showed off the shape of his round ass. The top was a long sleeved, black and white striped sweater. The whole outfit wouldn't have been so bad... If only they closed up the forsaken superly wide low v-neck that pretty much exposes Jaejoong's well chiseled chest.
Damn. That smooth, milky skin is just calling out to Yunho right now. Just begging to be touched. The fact that the other looked rather sexy and inviting with his newly fresh hair cut. Brownish red wine color, straight hair. Gaaaah! The stylist just applied lip gloss on him. Now the those pink pouty lips were calling out to him too.
Yeah. Yunho really did want to bash his skull right now.
Jaejoong turned to the frustrated man who was taking a glance at him from a far. He flashed a smile and waved lightly, the pink still on his cheeks. The leader melted a bit at the sight of that. Then, Jaejoong gave him a light pout. His bottom lips popping out more with air filled in his cheeks. Yunho swallowed. Shit. What he would give to run up to the other right now and kiss him senseless in front of everyone. Why did Jaejoong have to make that face?
"Hyung, it's time for your part for the video." Changmin came in and interrupted Yunho's thoughts. 'I never thought I would say this but thank you Changmin!' He got up as fast as he could and ran out of the dressing room like lightning, leaving two confused band members.
Jaejoong blinked innocently as he saw his best friend dash out of the room so fast.
"Did I do something wrong?" He wondered.
The youngest looked at the other from top to bottom, with a sly grin.
"Oh."
"What is it, Changmin?"
Changmin shook his head and just smiled, "Nothing, hyung. I'll see you in a bit."
Jaejoong whined, "No one tells me anything more. Hmpf."
-
The other four watched as Yunho was doing his solo parts. Everyone was captured at the man's charismatic moves and facial expressions. Jaejoong never really paid attention to the other's physical appearance before till now. Yunho worked awfully hard on his manly appearance, not that he wasn't manly enough already, but now it's more defined. The black wife beater complimented Yunho's broad shoulders and muscled arms. Jaejoong's eyes travelled to every single part of that torso. He can see the slight sweat going down the tanned neck.
That sexy tanned neck.
Gulp.
Jaejoong admits. Yunho was handsome, very handsome. And has over powering sex appeal.
You see, Jaejoong had this small crush on Yunho ever since they trained together back in SM. He tried to deny it, of course. And to think he was going getting over his crush on the other man when they started to drift apart during training. But no. God made other plans. He and Yunho got placed in a group and debuted as TVXQ. Jaejoong began to like him all over again. They became the best of friends during debut. A pair of super touchy best friends. Yunho would always embrace him from behind and caress his thigh. Jaejoong turns red and feels tingly every time Yunho did those things. He didn't mind though. It felt nice to be cared for like that. Kisses on the cheek and.. erm, gropes were shared here and there. The fact that during the shows, Yunho always fights for his attention, especially when he's talking with another male artist. He found it adorable. But he didn't want to keep his hopes up of the leader returning his feelings.
He still pondered at the thought to why Yunho kept avoiding him these days. Usually, they would be hanging out and all but everytime he tried to look at his leader, the other would just look away or walk off. Jaejoong hated being ignored, especially by Yunho.
He wanted to know why. Badly.
Suddenly, out of no where, he bursts aloud.
"Yunhoooooo! So handsome! But he's one of my members, what am I going to do?!" Jaejoong groaned, cupping his now red cheeks with his hands. Junsu, who was beside Jaejoong, turned and stared at him with an eyebrow raised, "Something wrong, hyung?" Realizing what he just did, the lead singer covered his mouth and nervously laughed, "N-No."
Junsu rolled his eyes, 'He is so easy to read.'
"Okay Yunho, you're done." announced the director. Yunho bowed as he made his way back to his members. Jaejoong's eyes met with Yunho's for a brief second then.
Swoosh!
Yoochun blinked.
"Where did Jaejoong hyung go?"
-
I want to jump him.
I seriously want to jump him.
That was Yunho's thought.
He regretted coming to watch Jaejoong's solo for the video. They were in a small apartment complex, in a rather nice room. And Jaejoong's body was rolling all over the fluffy red carpet. God forbid, he was doing it in a rather sensual way. His back was against the floor, one leg hyped up, half lidded misty eyes and parted lips.
Shit shit shit.
You had no idea how much amount of strength it took for him not to just shove the staff and camera crew away and just jump on the other male, strangling him to the floor.
Yunho bit his bottom lip as he watched the filming.
He swore that the camera guys had some drool coming out of the corner of their mouths as they watched Jaejoong move and had pained expressions on his face as they filmed him. Yunho wanted to take their heads and smack them together.
A growl escaped his throat.
Gah. Stop drooling you damn bastards!
...
..
.
Oh great, things just got worse.
Now the stylists and costumes ladies hands were now feeling up Jaejoong. He wanted to trip those hands off and yell out, 'You can look but no touch, bitch!' And apparently, Jaejoong wasn't protesting at all. That pissed him off just as much. 'Why must you let them touch you like that, Jaejoongie?' Yunho whined, 'Even I can't touch him like that. It's so unfair.'
Yunho's jealousy level went up.
Ah my gawd.
Jaejoong's v-neck sweater slightly slid down from his shoulders, revealing more of the flawless skin. It's teasing him again. The said man noticed and his long, slim, pale fingers traced over his own skin to pull the piece of cloth back in place. Dear Lord, why must you do this to me?
Yoochun walked out from behind him and whistled as he saw the scene before him.
"Wow. Hyung is really going all out on the sexy concept. Sheesh, look at that exposed skin."
Yunho wanted to skew him alive on a stick.
"Look at that body. Slim waist and rockin' hips."
Yunho wanted to go all Jeollado street fighter on him.
"Shit, that skin is just begging to be touched."
Yunho wanted to throw him off the bridge.
"Damn, if only he wasn't like a brother to me, I'd tap that."
Now Yunho just wanted to commit bloody murder.
Yoochun turned to the man beside him with a smile, "Won't you say so, Yunho?" He said. In the leader's head, Yoochun was currently being stabbed countless times and then barbequed over a camp fire. The greasy man was lucky. He would of been literally dead meat right now if the leader didn't love him enough.
Yunho kept his cool as long as he could.
But snapped once he saw one of the crew members walk up to Jaejoong, whisper something to the latter's ear and Jaejoong giggled shyly. He wasn't sure if the other noticed but the man's hand traced up from the sexy back, moving downwards.
Lower.
And lower.
Did the latter do anything about it?
Fuck no.
He let the other guy keep touching like that.
Did that bastard just pat Jaejoong's ass?!
The hell, he did not just do that.
Urgh, he was going to go mad and cause chaos if he stayed and watched this any longer.
With a deep, angry growl from his throat, he stomped away from the filming area.
That day, Jung Yunho deicded.
He will get Kim Jaejoong.
-
If things couldn't get any worse.
It did.
It was photoshoot day for the MIROTIC jacket cover version B.
Whoever decided that Jaejoong should wear an almost see through black polo shirt and tight black pants then dumped water over his whole body, deserved to die. Yunho was suffering from a nosebleed. Well, almost. He was pinching his nose, trying to prevent the blood from coming out. Bet you anything, he would suffered from massive blood loss.
Jaejoong's hair was damp and so was his clothes.
Droplets of water was everywhere on his skin.
If you saw him right now, you would of fainted.
And speak of the devil, the latter came up to him with a smile.
"Yunho-ah, did I do well?"
Yunho's eyes trailed the water sliding down from the man's face. It trailed down from his face.
Down the marvelous jaw line.
Down the exposed creamy neck.
Down the teasing chest.
Down the well sculpted, toned, abs.
Fuck.
Down the sexy hips.
His eyes stopped there and gulped. Yunho cursed in his mind. Stupid pants. Why the hell did you have to be in the way?!
"Yunho-ah?"
The leader snapped out of his eyes and looked back up to the lead singer, who was giving him a questioning, innocent look. Those big eyes staring into his own.
"I.. I got to go."
Yunho ran as if his life depended on it.
Jaejoong was left alone again.
He pouted.
"What did I do wrong?"
-
Yunho walked around the studio, trying to clear his thoughts. What did he feel towards his band mate? It's rather hard to tell. But lately, he just hasn't been the same when he's near Jaejoong. It was driving him crazy. He thought maybe it was just a phsycial attraction. But Yunho knew he wasn't gay. Though he definately oggled over Jaejoong time to time. He admits that the latter was pretty damn attractive. Even if he was a male. Jaejoong was the definition of perfection.His smile, his eyes, his laughter, his voice.. His everything. The way Jaejoong looks at him, takes care of him, always beside him. He liked it alot.
The other day, he felt so much jealousy when the male crew member touched Jaejoong like that. He never felt that angry before. Jaejoong was touched by Choi Siwon like that and all but he wasn't that upset till now. Was this feeling getting worse?
Then, it hit him.
Mother of everything holy.
He has feelings for Jaejoong.
Kim Jaejoong.
His band mate, his best friend.
Oh my god.
Kim Jaejoong.
He liked Jaejoong!
Did you hear that everyone? The manly, charismatic, Jung Yunho, leader of TVXQ, likes our precious flower boy, Kim Jaejoong! Geez Yunho, as if we didn't know that already. How stupid do you think we are? Took you long enough to realize it yourself.
'Damn, that's what I've been feeling this whole time for him? I must really be dense.' Yunho smacked his head side to side, back and forth, earning himself weird stares. The other three members looked at their leader in confusion and curiosity.
"Is Yunho hyung okay?" asked Junsu, turning to Changmin, who was eating a slice of pizza.
"Yeah, he's fine, don't worry about it. Don't mind him." The youngest bluntly replied.
Yoochun raised an eyebrow, "Do you know something we don't, Minnie?"
Changmin just grinned.
"I'm a genius remember? I figured it out myself, so you two should do the same 'cause I won't tell you shit." He stood up from the chair and straightened out his clothes, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to find that new cam coder I bought." The grin was replaced by a devilish smile.
Junsu cringed.
"What was up with that?"
Yoochun shivered.
"He has that smile on his face. We're better off not knowing anything."
"True that."
-
Jaejoong sighed as he entered the empty dressing room, rubbing a towel on his head. As expected, Yunho was no where to be found again after the photoshooting was finished. He was really starting to wonder. Did he smell bad? Did he look bad? Did he do something that he shouldn't have? Man! What the hell did he do wrong! It was frustrating Jaejoong.
Since no one else was in the dressing room but himself and everyone else was still busy with the shoot. He started to remove unbutton his polo shirt and already undid hid pants. He was on the process of removing the whole outfit all together until the door was suddenly swung open, revealing Yunho.
Jaejoong's high squeaked yelp caused Yunho's head to snap up.
His eyes winded.
There, in front of him, was practically a naked Jaejoong, trying to cover himself with his shirt. Which pathetically failed.
Oh god.
That body.
Shit.
The slim, creamy legs.
Fuck.
Jaejoong's face turned bright pink.
Yeah, they were both guys but hey, they liked each other, of course you would be embarassed! Yunho didn't say a word. His eyes scanned every single inch of the latter's body, registerting and saving it in his brain. He unconsciously licked his lips. Before he knew what he was doing, Yunho was already in front of Jaejoong, trapping him against the cold mirror.
Jaejoong's gasped out as he felt the coldness touch his bare skin.
Their faces, inches away from each other.
In one swoop, Yunho bent his head down and captured the lead singer's plump lips.
The latter's eyes went wide.
He felt large hands place themselves to the sides of his hips, then made their way to his behind. Jaejoong gasped as he felt a hard squeeze on his ass, and Yunho took this chance to explore the other's mouth with his tongue. It was a strange feeling but both liked it. Jaejoog was sent to heaven. It felt so good. He always did imagine what Yunho's lips would feel like against his own but he didn't think it would be like this.
Jaejoong's eyes finally closed as he kissed the other back. His arms drapped over the broad shoulders and pulled him closer. Their chests pressing against one another. And their tongues fighting for dominance. Yunho's hands were kept on Jaejoong's behind but with one trailing up to the latter's lower back, rubbing in circles, earning a soft moan from the other.
"Yunho.." He heard Jaejoong whimper in between kisses. Damn. It sounded so good coming from his lips. When the latter bucked his hips forward, meeting with his, and mumbled, "I want you, Yunho-ah.." That's when the leader lost it.
"Fuck, Jaejoong. You're making me go crazy." Yunho murmured. They parted for air but it doesn't mean they stopped. Yunho then began leaving butterfly kisses down the creamy neck of Jaejoong, nipping and sucking on it, causing the man against him to tilt his head to the side to give him better access and moaned louder. Jaejoong embraced the leader tighter and harder onto him as his hands went up, lifting the wet, white shirt, feeling the hard muscles against his hand.
He felt Yunho's warm tongue leave his neck and down to his chest. Leaving no inch of skin untouched. The pink nubs were gaining all of the other's attention. Jaejoong impatiently tugged on Yunho's shirt, "Y-Yunho.. Take these damn things off.." Jaejoong growled under his breath. He was so annoyed by it. He was practically almost naked while the other was still fully clothed! The leader couldn't help but chuckle at this action.
"Little impatient, aren't we, baby?" Yunho teased as he got himself back up, claiming the plump swollen lips while in the process, removed his own shirt and dropped his pants, "I wonder, how much beautiful you are without anything covering you up, Jaejoong-ah." The pale cheeks heated up as his eyes trailed to the leader's body. As he expected. Tanned, and sexy, but hella bigger than he expected. Yunho grinned at the flustered look on the latter's face, "What do you think?" He whispered, leaning down beside the other's face, nibbling at the ear lobe. Another moan escaped his lips.
Jaejoong's attitude then turned a hundred and eighty degrees.
He licked his plump pink lips and smiled.
Yunho raised an eyebrow.
It wasn't just a smile.
But it was a naughty one.
"Yes, Yes I do. And I also wonder.." Jaejoong's fingers played with the waist band of Yunho's boxer and his hand then slid passed it, and disappeared under it. Yunho breath hitched as the hand made it's way, feeling the leader's hard on against his palm, "What you would feel like inside me," He tugged on the meat, earning himself a throaty groan from the leader, "Yunho-ah.."
Who knew Jaejoong was so.. naughty?
But who cares. He liked it. It was a turn on.
Yunho then faced Jaejoong, who was giving him the most innocent look he could make.
He licked his dry lips.
"Let me tell you what I'll do to you, Kim Jaejoong."
Say good bye to Jaejoong's pants.
Both of Yunho's hands slid down from the singer's back and down to his behind again. Squeezing the soft flesh hard, earning him a mewl from the man against him. The leader smirked as he slipped a finger between them, tracing it up and down between the cheeks, playing with the outside muscle of the sensitive area.
Jaejoong caught his breath as the taller man pushed a finger inside him. It hurt, yes, but it slowly faded as more were added. Yunho sure was doing a good job finger fucking his brains out. It was fast and hard. And every time those long tanned fingers brushed against his prostate his head turned to the side, lips parted. His chest heaving up and down. Sweat trailing down his forehead. His legs were feeling like jelly each second. Yunho then removed his digits from the puckered hole and licked his fingers clean.
"Tight and sweet. Just how I imagined you would be, Jaejoong." The leader breathed, grinning in satisfaction.
The latter shot him a glare, even though he was embarrassed like hell already.
"Just fuck me, already! I can't take it anymore!" He snapped breathlessly. The teasing was too much and Jaejoong needed Yunho in him. Now.
Yunho's hand gripped the small hips and turned the other around sharply. Jaejoong's front now pressed up against the mirror. His arms then wrapped around the slim waist of the lead singer and began to kiss the smooth shoulder then his hands motioned their way down to the rocking hips and thighs , his arousal pressing against in between the soft cheeks. Rewarding himself another beautiful moan from his lover.
Yunho leaned to Jaejoong's ear and nibbled on the lobe, his hot breath causing the other to shiver. "I won't let you off this easy, Jaejoong-ah. You've been torturing me this whole time and now it's time for a little payback. I'll fuck you hard till even when we're done, you'll still feel me inside you."
-
Junsu's face was as red as a tomato right now, "C-Changmin! I can't believe you would do something like this!" He shrieked with that cute dolphin voice of his. His eyes wide at the scene being played before him. He was watching the two oldest members of their group going at it!
Yoochun patted Changmin on the shoulder.
"My son, I have never been so proud." He choked, doing a fake cry.
"Yah! Park Yoochun!" Junsu smacked the stupid greasy man at the back of the head, "You shouldn't be encouraging him like that! He's too young!" He scolded. Yoochun rubbed his head, "Aigo. You didn't have to hit me, Su. Plus, he's more perverted than I am! He has more porno than I do!"
Groans and screams were heard from the scene.
"God damn, it's hot seeing them go at it." Changmin muttered.
Junsu flailed and ran around the room, "Changmin!"
The dolphin boy nearly fainted as he heard his precious angelic hyung's voice from the speakers.
"F-fuck me harder, Y-Yunho...! Harder, damn it!"
That was Jaejoong.
Now he heard Yunho's grunt.
"Shit, Jaejoongie. Urgh, you are so fucking tight!"
Yoochun began to fan himself using his hand, "Who knew our precious leader-sshi had it in him. Dang, Jaejoong looks so freaking sexy being penetrated. I want a piece of that fine ass." Changmin had a devilish smile again.
"Hyung, how much do you think this will sell on the internet?"
"Don't know but you better save me a copy."
-
I was embarrassed like hell writing this. Especially the almost smut part. I couldn't bring the courage to do it. I just can't. /fail I didn't even know what to do, at all. Forgive me, Allie, for I have failed you! This has got to be probably my first try at YunJae, I think. Not on yaoi, but just YunJae. I don't even know what led to this. Donsaeng just wanted me to write a fanfic and I did it. Roflmao.
.. I'll just go now.