Nobody Knows: Chapter 7
Title: Nobody Knows
Pairing(s): Yunho/Jaejoong, a.o.
Genre: Romance, Angst, Drama, Humor
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Incest, Sexual content (involving minors for the first part!)
Length: 7/?
Beta'd by: daramjwi
Summary: In a broken family two brothers cling onto each other for affection, but when their childlike need for attention result in less and less innocent experiments, things go downhill fast. Struggling with jealousy, forbidden attraction and the desperate need to be loved, Yunho and Jaejoong keep forgetting about one thing: What would happen if someone found out?
A/N: A short chapter that I update slower than I had originally planned to... Ah well, at least it has porn inappropriate development! :D *wonders what her 13 year old self would say if she knew she would be writing this kind of stuff 10 years later*
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Their mother hadn't lied; not once was her new love interest mentioned inside the home again - excluding the cases Yunho or Jaejoong would start to talk about him themselves, which was barely ever. Jaejoong wanted his mother to be happy, but in this one aspect he couldn't help his selfishness. It was his family, and no one was allowed in, not anymore.
Still, when his mother carefully started about the summer holidays, and how her new boyfriend had invited her to join him on a trip to Taiwan, it did not hurt anywhere near as much as the first time. He couldn't get himself to wish her the best of luck, but he did manage a smile on his face as he told her that he and Yunho would be fine on their own.
By the time their semester had ended - Yunho's grades turning out to be flawless once again, his below average but still acceptable - he had managed to see the bright side of it all. Yunho had told his dad he already made plans for the holidays and wouldn't be able to go with him, leaving them with one full week together. One week, just the two of them.
The thought made him feel strangely happy inside, almost anticipating, in a way that neared how he used to feel the night before his birthday.
Over the weeks Yunho and he had continuing experimenting and testing each other's boundaries, sometimes simply kissing, other times going a little further. The most they had done by now was stroke each other, but it had always been chaste and a little strained. Their mother could come back home any time - though in a way that made the whole even more exciting.
This week was just for the two of them however, and he felt nervous just thinking about it. The good kind of nervous.
"There's money in the top drawer," their mother said, her hair tied up prettily and her new coat accentuating her slender frame. "If you need anything, or if something's wrong, you can always call me."
"We'll be fine mom," Yunho said, rolling his eyes at Jaejoong who simply stood in the doorway, smiling a little stupidly. The sun was shining brightly and their summer break had started, he had every right to be in a good mood.
"Okay," she said, looking around a little dazed before she reminded herself of the keys. "Now, be good. Don't break anything and uhm..." She rummaged through her pockets until she found her keys.
"Yes, we'll feed the cat," Yunho said, the named animal lazily blinking at them from the couch. "Don't worry about us, we'll be fine."
She nodded, opened the door and pushed her suitcase outside before recalling something and rushing back in. She hugged first her oldest son, then the younger, tears in her eyes as if she was about to abandon them for life. Jaejoong didn't have it in him to ruin the moment by telling her they were pretty used to staying on their own, and simply waved her goodbye.
They watched her leave, her jade colouredsuitcase disappearing at the end of their flat's corridor before they rushed back inside and slammed the door shut.
"Party time!" Yunho screamed almost immediately, and Jaejoong laughed when his younger brother launched himself at the couch, startling poor Jiji who had been snoozing there peacefully. "How much money did she leave?" With an equal amount of energy he burst back to the drawer, gasping when he saw the amount. "Three hundred thousand won, we can go all out with this money!"
"I'll be taking that," Jaejoong said dryly, stealing the bills his brother held up high.
"Hey!"
"You'll only spend it on candy."
"I never do that," Yunho replied scoffing, but did not waste any more words on it as he hopped around Jaejoong. "We should go to bed early."
Jaejoong feigned exasperation, and rolled his eyes. "So subtle, dongsaeng," he said, putting the money in his wallet. "But you know how mom is, she forgets her stuff more often than can be considered healthy." He neared his brother and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. Over the years Yunho had grown taller, causing the two of them to be almost the same height now. "We’re going to stay in the livingroom until we get a text that she has made it to the airport."
"Aw, but I'm horny," Yunho whined, and yelped when Jaejoong gave him a shove, yelling at him to watch it.
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Like expected their mother took far longer than a normal person to get to the airport, but by dinner time a phonecall did come. She had arrived safely, would call them again tomorrow, and told them to be careful, ending with an 'I love you both'. When she hung up the phone it was like a start signal for Jaejoong's nerves to increase again, and for the whole dinner he felt on edge. It was as if the most normal things Yunho did were somehow meant to set him off and drive him insane, and he wouldn't be surprised if they really were. The looks his little brother was casting him were telling enough.
But he managed to last, working his way through dinner, the freshly rented zombie flic and the shared shower without even touching the other. At least, not inappropriately. Especially the shower had been difficult, both their boners awkwardly in between them, and making them burst out in hysteric giggling fits every now and then.
By the time they both lay in bed and Yunho flicked the lights off it felt like a direct inducement to finally wrap his arms around his brother and kiss him. Maybe it was because they didn't have to fear for their mother coming home, maybe it was because they had no homework and nothing to worry about for that one weeks, but when Jaejoong felt the familiar press on his lips he couldn't help but sigh relieved, and chuckled.
"Why are you laughing," Yunho muttered, rested beside him with his leg linked around Jaejoong's hips.
"I'm just happy," Jaejoong replied, pecking his brother's lips. He really tried, but the grin just wouldn't disappear. "Ah, I can't help it," he eventually said, made an unsuccessful attempt to hide his smile behind his hand but didn't stop Yunho from pulling it away.
"Seriously Hyung," he said, an entertained grin ghosting over his lips, his head rested on the pillow above them. He held his brother's hands tightly in his, whispered, "You're so cute."
Jaejoong's smile faltered, his heart beating fast as he had the decency to blush. A funny, fluttery feeling erupted in his stomach, and only increased when Yunho leaned in to kiss him, deeply.
Yunho's tongue darted around his, teased him, and he nibbled at his bottom lip to return to kissing him passionately thereafter. Within seconds Jaejoong lay with his head spinning underneath him, unafraid to give all the control he so desperately clung onto in daily life to his little brother.
"Can I try something new?" Yunho breathed in his ear, his hands darting over Jaejoong's hip. Jaejoong could already feel his brother's hard-on, pressing against his leg, and his breath hitched because of it.
Instead of asking what it was he simply nodded. He was nervous, even more so when Yunho sat up and hovered over him, trailing kissed over his chest and stomach, but it wasn’t the bad kind. The tingly feeling inside his stomach was the best of all, and he prayed it would never leave.
Gradually Yunho disappeared underneath the thin sheets, until Jaejoong could see nothing but his contours moving. He could feel exactly what he was doing though, first ridding him of his boxers, then roaming his hand over his thighs before wrapping around his shaft. It wasn't the first time Yunho did this, but Jaejoong hadn't quite gotten used to it yet. It was a little weird to have someone else touch him, and the way Yunho touched him was never quite right, always a little too harsh, or a little too fast. In a way that only made it more pleasurable however, he was less focused on his orgasm, but more on the feeling itself. If he could choose between touching himself or having Yunho touch him he'd definitely go for the second.
His eyes fluttered shut and he groaned softly, Yunho's movements awfully slow, then suddenly fast again. He seemed to have trouble keeping a steady rhythm, but Jaejoong didn't bother to correct him. It felt good enough. He rested his arm over his head, breathed unevenly until an unexpected, wet warmth press against his length. He gasped, had to refrain from bucking his hips upwards when he realized Yunho was licking him. He could feel his brother's tongue ghosting over his shaft, pressing against the tip, his lips wrapping around him before the slick, moist warmth was everywhere. It felt weird and so much better than anything he had ever been able to do to himself before.
"Yunho-yah," he panted heavily, "Oh god..." He whimpered pathetically, no idea what to do with himself and losing the little control he had over himself as he felt a shot of pleasure jolt up his spine. Yunho was sucking him, his little brother, and he felt in heaven because of it.
"Stop, stop," he panted, "I'm going to come..." He made a half hearted attempt to push Yunho away, the though of climaxing in the younger's mouth was a little revolting, but when the other made no attempt to stop, he couldn't do anything but let him continue. The waves followed one another faster and faster, his legs trembling and sweat pearling down his stomach and forehead. He could feel Yunho's bobbing head in between his legs, and tongue around his erection, and the intensity in which he came shortly thereafter was almost mind numbing. He was shaking, and almost felt like crying as his legs slumped down.
Yunho crawled from underneath the covers, his cheeks red from the heat he had endured and a speck of semen at the corner of his mouth. His hair was a complete mess, but he looked happy, and very proud. "Did you like it?"
Jaejoong drew in a shaky breath, noticed his brother's eyes turning somewhat worried, but could not get himself to answer. Instead he reached out his hands, wrapping them weakly around Yunho's shoulders before wiping the semen of his brother's lips with his thumb.
"I like your ideas, you should have them more often," Jaejoong replied in a soft whisper.
The other's worried eyes turned confused, then bright. He showed his not fully straight teeth when he smiled broadly. "I guess that means yes?"
Jaejoong nodded, brushed over his brother's soft hair, and leaned in to kiss him.
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Pairing(s): Yunho/Jaejoong, a.o.
Genre: Romance, Angst, Drama, Humor
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Incest, Sexual content (involving minors for the first part!)
Length: 7/?
Beta'd by: daramjwi
Summary: In a broken family two brothers cling onto each other for affection, but when their childlike need for attention result in less and less innocent experiments, things go downhill fast. Struggling with jealousy, forbidden attraction and the desperate need to be loved, Yunho and Jaejoong keep forgetting about one thing: What would happen if someone found out?
A/N: A short chapter that I update slower than I had originally planned to... Ah well, at least it has porn inappropriate development! :D *wonders what her 13 year old self would say if she knew she would be writing this kind of stuff 10 years later*
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Their mother hadn't lied; not once was her new love interest mentioned inside the home again - excluding the cases Yunho or Jaejoong would start to talk about him themselves, which was barely ever. Jaejoong wanted his mother to be happy, but in this one aspect he couldn't help his selfishness. It was his family, and no one was allowed in, not anymore.
Still, when his mother carefully started about the summer holidays, and how her new boyfriend had invited her to join him on a trip to Taiwan, it did not hurt anywhere near as much as the first time. He couldn't get himself to wish her the best of luck, but he did manage a smile on his face as he told her that he and Yunho would be fine on their own.
By the time their semester had ended - Yunho's grades turning out to be flawless once again, his below average but still acceptable - he had managed to see the bright side of it all. Yunho had told his dad he already made plans for the holidays and wouldn't be able to go with him, leaving them with one full week together. One week, just the two of them.
The thought made him feel strangely happy inside, almost anticipating, in a way that neared how he used to feel the night before his birthday.
Over the weeks Yunho and he had continuing experimenting and testing each other's boundaries, sometimes simply kissing, other times going a little further. The most they had done by now was stroke each other, but it had always been chaste and a little strained. Their mother could come back home any time - though in a way that made the whole even more exciting.
This week was just for the two of them however, and he felt nervous just thinking about it. The good kind of nervous.
"There's money in the top drawer," their mother said, her hair tied up prettily and her new coat accentuating her slender frame. "If you need anything, or if something's wrong, you can always call me."
"We'll be fine mom," Yunho said, rolling his eyes at Jaejoong who simply stood in the doorway, smiling a little stupidly. The sun was shining brightly and their summer break had started, he had every right to be in a good mood.
"Okay," she said, looking around a little dazed before she reminded herself of the keys. "Now, be good. Don't break anything and uhm..." She rummaged through her pockets until she found her keys.
"Yes, we'll feed the cat," Yunho said, the named animal lazily blinking at them from the couch. "Don't worry about us, we'll be fine."
She nodded, opened the door and pushed her suitcase outside before recalling something and rushing back in. She hugged first her oldest son, then the younger, tears in her eyes as if she was about to abandon them for life. Jaejoong didn't have it in him to ruin the moment by telling her they were pretty used to staying on their own, and simply waved her goodbye.
They watched her leave, her jade colouredsuitcase disappearing at the end of their flat's corridor before they rushed back inside and slammed the door shut.
"Party time!" Yunho screamed almost immediately, and Jaejoong laughed when his younger brother launched himself at the couch, startling poor Jiji who had been snoozing there peacefully. "How much money did she leave?" With an equal amount of energy he burst back to the drawer, gasping when he saw the amount. "Three hundred thousand won, we can go all out with this money!"
"I'll be taking that," Jaejoong said dryly, stealing the bills his brother held up high.
"Hey!"
"You'll only spend it on candy."
"I never do that," Yunho replied scoffing, but did not waste any more words on it as he hopped around Jaejoong. "We should go to bed early."
Jaejoong feigned exasperation, and rolled his eyes. "So subtle, dongsaeng," he said, putting the money in his wallet. "But you know how mom is, she forgets her stuff more often than can be considered healthy." He neared his brother and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. Over the years Yunho had grown taller, causing the two of them to be almost the same height now. "We’re going to stay in the livingroom until we get a text that she has made it to the airport."
"Aw, but I'm horny," Yunho whined, and yelped when Jaejoong gave him a shove, yelling at him to watch it.
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Like expected their mother took far longer than a normal person to get to the airport, but by dinner time a phonecall did come. She had arrived safely, would call them again tomorrow, and told them to be careful, ending with an 'I love you both'. When she hung up the phone it was like a start signal for Jaejoong's nerves to increase again, and for the whole dinner he felt on edge. It was as if the most normal things Yunho did were somehow meant to set him off and drive him insane, and he wouldn't be surprised if they really were. The looks his little brother was casting him were telling enough.
But he managed to last, working his way through dinner, the freshly rented zombie flic and the shared shower without even touching the other. At least, not inappropriately. Especially the shower had been difficult, both their boners awkwardly in between them, and making them burst out in hysteric giggling fits every now and then.
By the time they both lay in bed and Yunho flicked the lights off it felt like a direct inducement to finally wrap his arms around his brother and kiss him. Maybe it was because they didn't have to fear for their mother coming home, maybe it was because they had no homework and nothing to worry about for that one weeks, but when Jaejoong felt the familiar press on his lips he couldn't help but sigh relieved, and chuckled.
"Why are you laughing," Yunho muttered, rested beside him with his leg linked around Jaejoong's hips.
"I'm just happy," Jaejoong replied, pecking his brother's lips. He really tried, but the grin just wouldn't disappear. "Ah, I can't help it," he eventually said, made an unsuccessful attempt to hide his smile behind his hand but didn't stop Yunho from pulling it away.
"Seriously Hyung," he said, an entertained grin ghosting over his lips, his head rested on the pillow above them. He held his brother's hands tightly in his, whispered, "You're so cute."
Jaejoong's smile faltered, his heart beating fast as he had the decency to blush. A funny, fluttery feeling erupted in his stomach, and only increased when Yunho leaned in to kiss him, deeply.
Yunho's tongue darted around his, teased him, and he nibbled at his bottom lip to return to kissing him passionately thereafter. Within seconds Jaejoong lay with his head spinning underneath him, unafraid to give all the control he so desperately clung onto in daily life to his little brother.
"Can I try something new?" Yunho breathed in his ear, his hands darting over Jaejoong's hip. Jaejoong could already feel his brother's hard-on, pressing against his leg, and his breath hitched because of it.
Instead of asking what it was he simply nodded. He was nervous, even more so when Yunho sat up and hovered over him, trailing kissed over his chest and stomach, but it wasn’t the bad kind. The tingly feeling inside his stomach was the best of all, and he prayed it would never leave.
Gradually Yunho disappeared underneath the thin sheets, until Jaejoong could see nothing but his contours moving. He could feel exactly what he was doing though, first ridding him of his boxers, then roaming his hand over his thighs before wrapping around his shaft. It wasn't the first time Yunho did this, but Jaejoong hadn't quite gotten used to it yet. It was a little weird to have someone else touch him, and the way Yunho touched him was never quite right, always a little too harsh, or a little too fast. In a way that only made it more pleasurable however, he was less focused on his orgasm, but more on the feeling itself. If he could choose between touching himself or having Yunho touch him he'd definitely go for the second.
His eyes fluttered shut and he groaned softly, Yunho's movements awfully slow, then suddenly fast again. He seemed to have trouble keeping a steady rhythm, but Jaejoong didn't bother to correct him. It felt good enough. He rested his arm over his head, breathed unevenly until an unexpected, wet warmth press against his length. He gasped, had to refrain from bucking his hips upwards when he realized Yunho was licking him. He could feel his brother's tongue ghosting over his shaft, pressing against the tip, his lips wrapping around him before the slick, moist warmth was everywhere. It felt weird and so much better than anything he had ever been able to do to himself before.
"Yunho-yah," he panted heavily, "Oh god..." He whimpered pathetically, no idea what to do with himself and losing the little control he had over himself as he felt a shot of pleasure jolt up his spine. Yunho was sucking him, his little brother, and he felt in heaven because of it.
"Stop, stop," he panted, "I'm going to come..." He made a half hearted attempt to push Yunho away, the though of climaxing in the younger's mouth was a little revolting, but when the other made no attempt to stop, he couldn't do anything but let him continue. The waves followed one another faster and faster, his legs trembling and sweat pearling down his stomach and forehead. He could feel Yunho's bobbing head in between his legs, and tongue around his erection, and the intensity in which he came shortly thereafter was almost mind numbing. He was shaking, and almost felt like crying as his legs slumped down.
Yunho crawled from underneath the covers, his cheeks red from the heat he had endured and a speck of semen at the corner of his mouth. His hair was a complete mess, but he looked happy, and very proud. "Did you like it?"
Jaejoong drew in a shaky breath, noticed his brother's eyes turning somewhat worried, but could not get himself to answer. Instead he reached out his hands, wrapping them weakly around Yunho's shoulders before wiping the semen of his brother's lips with his thumb.
"I like your ideas, you should have them more often," Jaejoong replied in a soft whisper.
The other's worried eyes turned confused, then bright. He showed his not fully straight teeth when he smiled broadly. "I guess that means yes?"
Jaejoong nodded, brushed over his brother's soft hair, and leaned in to kiss him.
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