Mirotic Love Chapter 3
Title: Mirotic Love
Pairing: YunJae/JaeHo, YooMin (later) also now added HeeSu/SuChul
Genre: Smut, Angst, Drama, Romance
Rating: Nc-17, Rated R (gore, drug usage, sex toys, alcohol, inflicted pain, cutting; their might be more)
Length: Chaptered 3/?
Words: 4563
Summary: Jaejoong is a drug addict, addicted to sexual pleasure drugs, while Yunho is a gay Officer; well a Captain to be exact. One night when Yunho is doing a drug stake-out at Mirotic Institution, where a drug party is to be happening, he meets Jaejoong when he come's out of the Institution, confirming the little piece of info they were given. Instead of having Jaejoong locked behind bars, Yunho keeps him only if he stops using drugs. It might be harder to quit then Yunho thought.
A/N: starting on the next chapter I will be doing chapter summary’s instead of a full summary. I will still have the summary it’ll just be cut by… A LOT!
Mirotic Love Chapter 3- Meeting again.
Kim Jaejoong POV
It’s been almost 2 months since the officer, Jung Yunho, caught me singing. I think I’ve found a new emotion- embarrassment. That song was for no one to hear, not that my singings awful -it’s good enough for me to be a crazy hot star, but it was for my ears only.
“…oong!”
Why did he have to hear me? Why?!
“…JOONG!”
There was a tap on my shoulder.
“huh?” my hand clutched my pencil hard, snapping it in half. “AH!” I screamed out.
Everyone’s heads snapped to where I was. I mean who wouldn’t, it was the middle of class and the vice-president just cried out in pain.
“You okay man?” I look up to see my best friend, Park Yoochun, staring down at me.
“Yeah. Just thinking about something, I don’t want to, but have to think about.” I state.
“Ah. HIM!” He stated it like it was a fact. My cheeks flared. “The famous Ice Princess is BLUSHING!” he all but screamed.
Looking around I could see, lust flare as the unfamiliar heat was named. God. I want school to end so bad, so I could inject it.
“Chunnie~” I whined; lowering my voice to a whisper, “Can we skip? I need IT!”
“Jae,” exclaimed Yoochun, “That’s all you’ve been thinking about for the past month.”
“But-“
“No!”
“Chunnie~” I pleaded, “Please!”
“No!” his tone told me that this conversation was over.
BUT I wasn’t having any of that.
Leaning forward I pressed my hand to his crotch.
“Jae!” I could feel his walls crumbling as I rubbed.
“Chunnie~” I whispered in his ear, “Please~”
“Fine!” he snapped at me.
I pulled back grinning like a mad man. Heads were shaking as I went back to my desk. They were use to it.
“Fuck Jae!” he was mad, when I wanted something from him I did that; he always fell for it.
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It was almost lunch time and fuck was I taking the withdrawal of the drug bad. I ran over to Yoochun, clinging to him.
“Jae, I’m not going to let you have it, that’s final.”
I could feel the need for it growing stronger. I whimpered in protest. I needed it right then.
“Chuuuunnnnniiiiiiieeeee~” I whined
He knew that since I couldn’t fill the empty void in me from the officer, I was taking more of the drug then usual. From out usual once or so every two weeks, for me it increased to about four times every week and a half. Before I knew it, it was gradually increasing by the third week I was having one night stands everyday, with whoever wanted it. I went to every drug party there was that involved Ecstasy, I wouldn’t touch the other stuff.
“Joongie, the only reason you want to go is to see if he’ll come and bust the party.” He pushed away, staring into my eyes. Golden specks filled the in between light and dark brown eyes. My cheeks flared with what I could now name-blush.
“Just cause I sent a few anonymous letters to the cops a FEW times does not mean I’m fuckin waiting to see him!!!!” I smacked him, playfully.
“Okay class after lunch were going to have a guest coming in. Kim Jaejoong, Park Yoochun, you guys had better be here for it.” Our homeroom teacher, Jinho Shau, stared at us.
What’s so important that I have to be there?!
I rolled my eyes, and sat on my soul mates lap. Playing with his hair I slowly start grinding on him.
“Chunnie~” I whispered hotly into his ear, “we could do a quick one during lunch~” I sounded almost as desperate as I felt.
“Jae, we can’t.” Was it my imagination or did he sound disappointed, “The drug would still be in your system.”
I wonder if my face was in a permanent scowl, because he leaned up and kissed my face. Though my whole body was screaming out at me to leave, I knew Yoochun was right; he always was. I knew I had to stay I was the vice-president of the student council.
Her whisper is my Lucifer
SHINee’s Lucifer blared through out the classroom. Reaching into my pocket I snatched my phone.
“What is it?”
Glances whirled through out the room. Whispers flew, questions were asked, ‘Who was Jaejoong-oppa talking to, to be so rude?’
“Jaejoong-shii,” a dark husky voice passed through the phone.
“Ah!” my voice pitched higher, “Taeyang-hung!”
“So nice of you to remember me.” I cold see his smile. The breath taking smile he always used when he praised me.
“Taeyang?” Yoochun mouthed to me.
I nodded. Taeyang was my supposed boyfriend, though he’s been M.I.A for two years, so now he’s my ex. My body remembered the touches that had simulated during our time together. I could feel my body reacting; yearning for his touch.
Anger seeped through my voice, “Why the fuck are you calling me!?”
“Jaejoong,” he pleaded, “wait-“
I cut him off. “Wait?!?!?!? I waited two years for you, TWO YEARS. I’m done waiting. Don’t ever call this number again. If you do I’ll call the police saying your stalking me. Don’t you EVER show your face in front of me EVER AGAIN!” I let all my anger out at him, all the sadness he caused me; it was because of him I started. I slammed the phone shut, slamming it on to the table. Yoochun wrapped his arms around me and I let go. For the first time in 2 years I let myself cry.
Incoherent words of ‘how dare he,’ and ‘I was doing just fine before he showed up,’ fell from my lips as I cried from the pain, sorrow, hatred, lust, everything I felt for him, or rather USE to feel for him
Taeyang POV
I will have Jae listen to me
Kim Jaejoong POV
I had calmed down a bit by the time lunch was done. Even if I still felt like crying, there was a guest coming, and I was NOT going to look like a cry baby in front of this person.
"Okay, everybody settle down, our guest is here."
Everybody scrambled to there desk egger to see this person.
"Oh, you can come in."
The door slid open and legs stepped in. My eyes widened.
"This is,"
He haunted my dreams.
"Officer Jung."
The person who walked into the class room was,
“Hello, my name is Jung Yunho.”
Officer Jung Yunho
A/N : this is getting interesting even for me >.<
Jung Yunho POV
Today was going to be the same as every passing day had been. Even though the police had been getting anonymous note giving dates and times, they refused to check it out. The reason for not- it’s just a prank, we get these all the time, there’s nothing to worry about.
BULLSHIT!
Well moving from that, we came to today’s problem. Ever since the drug bust at Mirotic Institution they’ve been sending me to every school under the sun in Seoul. Today I was going to Seoul High the richest school in Seoul to talk about drugs. I don’t see why they won’t let me check out those letters instead. It’s the same speech going out- drug are bad for you. Blah. Blah, blah. It’s getting boring.
Cause I’m soo bad. Bad.
2ne1’s new song Can’t Nobody filled the small car.
“Hello?” I say even though I knew who it was.
“Yunho, remember that I’m also going to there, just not in the class with you.”
“Changmin, I know already. You called only five minutes ago literately. Your going to use up all my minutes if you keep doing this.” I complained.
“I know, I know. I also know how nervous you are,” god I was going to kill him. “It is his school after all.”
“Changmin,” I was annoyed, just because he goes there doesn’t mean I’m going to get his class.”
Kim Jaejoong.
Why? Why couldn’t I get you out of my head? Fuck I shouldn’t’t be thinking like that especially about a MINOR of FIFTHTEEN. I pulled up to the school to see Changmin talking animatedly on the phone, only to realize I had hung up on him a long time ago.
“Yay, I was wondering when you were going to show up.” Changmin was pissed, pissed that I had hung up on him.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Give it up.” I just wanted to get this over with.
I strolled into the school looking for the main office. It wasn’t that hard to find, considering that it was just to the left of the entrance. Walking up to the secretary I couldn’t help but notice he name was Kim, just like the brat’s was.
“I’m here to speak to Mrs Manget.” I say to her. Mrs Manget is my schools vp irl, sorry I couldn’t think of a name and her’s popped up :D
“Right this was.” she led me through a maze of desks until we reached an office that said ‘Principle’
“Mrs Manget a…” she turned to me.
‘Officer Jung Yunho’ I mouth.
“An officer Jung Yunho is here to see you.” Her voice was pretty, not as pretty as Jaejoong’s though.
“Let him in.”
The door opened to a brightly lit white room. Sitting behind a cherry stained desk sat a women that looked to be in her early forties.
“Ah, Mr. Jung,” standing up she walked over to me, “Welcome.”
Taking her hand I found myself going to sit in a seat.
“Thank-you so very much for coming to talk to our 2-A class.” her gratitude radiated off her, “I’ll have Miss Kim show you the way.”
I was shown out of the office and down many hallways until we reached a classroom that indicated that it was 2-A. Miss Kim knocked twice before leaving.
“Okay, everybody settle down, our guest is here.” I could hear a man’s voice, “oh, you can come in.”
Before walking in, I turned and mouthed ‘wish me luck’.
“You’ve done this HOW many times already,” shaking his head it, “give them hell.” my partner tells me.
I open the door and walked in. It was a simple room, which was the least to say about the people.
“This is,” he made a pause to be more dramatic, “Officer Jung.”
I could feel there eyes watching; NO analyzing me.
“Hello, my name is Jung Yunho.”
I took the time to look over the class. There was a face stricken with horror.
“Can our vice-president of the student council welcome our guest.
He haunted my dreams at night leaving me with a hard-on in the morning but I’m not about to go into that right now.
“I’m vice-president,”
He was the last person I wanted to see.
“Kim Jaejoong, and I welcome you to Seoul High’s 2-A class.”
Kim Jaejoong.
Park Yoochun POV
I could see why Jaejoong was so into him, I mean come on he was handsome to a 'T' but I wouldn't go after him. I prefer men with long legs, when Jung Yunho opened the door I caught a glimpse of his partner, now HIM I could chase.
His long legs were wrapped around me, moans escaped his lips as I thrusted into him.
"More Chunnie~" the nameless face pleaded me, "MORE!"
All I wanted to do was plunge into that heated depth and to let lose like a wild animal. I didn't submerge to his pleads or my desires, taking him at a slow agonizing pace. Arms wrapped around my neck pulling me towards the man's lips. The kiss was demanding and rough. He was getting impatient. Biting my lips and tongue until the taste of blood mingled into our kiss. I roughly pulled his arms; that were clawing at me, demanding attention, away from me.
"-Chun~"
Taking my tie off I bounded his hands to the bed post
"YOOCHUN!" Jae hit me with his textbook, making my head come into contact with the desk, pulling me from my daydream.
"Jae..." It still lingered behind my closed eyes, "Why did-"
"Schools over."
Looking around the class I could only see the teacher talking intimately with the 2 officers, well he WAS before Jaejoong hit me. He walked over to me, before turning to Jaejoong.
"That wasn't very nice to do." his green eyes never left mine.
"Officer Shim leave them," our teacher was gay though he wouldn't admit it, he seemed interested in Officer Shim, I sent him a glare, "That’s Park Yoochun, the student council secretary and Kim Jaejoong's best friend or as the students around here call them 'The Soulmates'"
"I'm Shim Changmin." He was like sex in the making, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Park Yoochun."
I felt my pants growing impossibly tighter then they already were. I needed release and soon.
"So...We meet again, Officer Jung Yunho." Jaejoong said right after the teacher left.
I didn't pay any more heed to there conversation.
I was to busy.
Shim Changmin POV
I couldn't believe my eyes that kid, Kim Jaejoong, just hit that person, Park Yoochun, on the head with a textbook and the teacher didn't do anything about it. That was abuse.
My green eyes met his. I was transfixed. The small flashes of lust that filled his eyes was enough to get me to react.
The heat was unbearable, out movements were drugged, fast and rough. I didn't know where my body ended or where his started. There was a sharp pain before the taste of blood mingled with our saliva. Shivers were sent down my spine as his hands lazily made there way up my shirt-
Something as soft as velvet touched my lips. My arousal peaked higher. I couldn't process what was happen-
OH MY FUCKIN GOD. HE'S KISSING ME!?!?!?!
His tongue sought entrance and my body betrayed in letting it enter. I moaned into the kiss. It had been to long since I had this, over 7 months since I had a one-night stand to be exact. I mean porn’s good and all, but it's not the same.
Our tongue's danced together. When he showed any signs of pulling back I would push forward, ensuring that both of use stayed glued together. When I tried to pull back I felt long elegant fingers grip my hair and force me forward once again. Neither of use knew how long this went on for, but they were suddenly brought to an abrupt halt as Yunho's phone sounded. Our lips broke apart, only a string of saliva connected them. I chased after them, wanting them back as I whimpered at the lose of tongue.
Hands were pulling me away from Yoochun, making me stand on my feet. I wanted to attack whoever it was that was taking me away from my pleasure haven. Swinging around growling- it was a disarrange Yunho. His hair was out of place, and buttons were torn off his uniform’s under shirt, the uniform it’s self was buttoned up wrong. His lips were also bruised. I quickly collected myself, before checking the time.
It had been a little over an hour since school had ended. Meaning I had been glued to Park Yoochun for a little over an hour. I shivered at the thought. I didn’t look back as I barged out the doors and locked myself in Yunho’s car. Waiting. It wasn’t long before he joined me. He looked like he wanted to say something to me but one look at me was enough indication that he should stay quiet.
The car ride to the station was as quiet as a western town during a showdown. Silent and deadly.
Park Yoochun POV
That kiss was just… I can’t even think of a word for it, it was BETTER then amazing. I couldn’t believe how fast he reacted. The only thing that shocked me was how fierce he had kissed me back with. Those moans he made, the way his body moulded to mine; fitting together like a puzzle piece. I loved it. I loved how he chased after me when I pulled away from him.
What hurt me the most was how he looked after the kiss. He almost liked afraid. It broke me to him run out of the room, not even stopping to look back.
Kim Jaejoong POV
“So…we meet again Officer Jung Yunho.”
It had been a surprised me as to why he was here. It had been rude of me to just leave but he had invaded something sacred to me. Yoochun hasn’t even heard me sing. I use to sing all the time for Taeyang, but now… I never felt like singing anymore.
We stood there in silence for I don’t know how long before he shook his head.
“Why can’t I….” I hear him mumble but couldn’t capture the rest of what he was saying.
Something over took me and I started walking over towards him. I couldn’t stop. Next thing I knew it I was pressed up against him. Staring into his dark brown eyes I suddenly felt like I was trapped. This feeling could only remind me of Taeyang. Taeyang had taught me everything I knew. I could feel a tears making there way down my cheek and I did nothing to stop them. I did nothing to hold them in.
A tanned hand startled me by wiping the tears away. I leaned into the hand blinking up to realize that Yunho was still there. Reaching up I yanked his head down crashing our lips together. I didn’t care if I didn’t have any drug running through my system I needed this, I just knew I did. I pressed my tongue against his lips seeking entrance, which I was surprised he allowed. Our tongues mingled together like liquid and a whole new feeling over took me. A feeling I hadn’t felt for 2 years. A scene of want, love, lust.
I gripped his hair tight in my hands pulling him down to kiss him deeper. Different things flashed through my mind. My hands reaching at his uniform, trying to tear it from him. Turning rough I could feel his hands running down to slip under my own shirt. His lips moved, making there way down my chin to latch onto my neck; sucking and biting. Sensations all made there way south words, else I would have been blushing.
Seeking hand’s found there target. Quick twists emitted short gasps from me as he fondled with my nipple ring. I could feel his surprise as to it; he hadn’t expected me to have something like this.
Many things like this had happened before but this was the only time since I had started on Ecstasy that I had done this with out it. The usual hazy confusion I was use to was no longer there; this felt raw and demanding. Pleasure filled my body as I tried getting closer to the man right in front of me. He seemed to be trying to get closer to me to.
I looked to my side to see Yoochun glued to Shim-shii’s lips or was it the other way around? There was no way in telling them apart. I could barely keep my eyes open as Yunho bit into my neck and a wave of pleasure coursed through my body. I leaned further away to give him more room to work and whimpered, I couldn’t get enough of this.
His lips making there way down to the exposed parts of my chest, before he bit me right along my abs. My hands ripped at his shirt, buttons flying everywhere as I sought to get more of him.
This animalistic instinct was something new. Feelings that had stayed hidden now erupted in me. Somewhere in the back of my mind I was thinking that my hair was a mess, same as my clothes. The only thing that flashed bright was that we were in a classroom and could be discovered; for some reason this knowledge turned me on even more.
He paused probably realizing what I had just realized. I started out slowly rubbing his hand back into action. He didn’t take it. The heat was becoming unbearable, I needed something that would take me over the edge.
Almost as if knowing my intentions he pushed me away, trying to fix his clothes the best he could with buttons missing and tears-from my pulling-, before trying to collect himself. I hated how I whimpered from the lose of contact with him. I hate how I could still feel his hands all over me even when they weren’t anymore.
Wooh jumping up, I’m BAD!
Se7ens song Crazy filled the room. Instantly I reached for my phone-the ringtone was used for my dealer. But Yunho beat me to it by flipping open his phone.
“Hello,” his voice was still heavy with lust, “Ah, Recon Commander, what is it?”
I tried to listen but he had switched to English. Even though my English is pretty good, they were talking to fast for me to catch anything but, ‘office’, ‘paper’, and ‘ass’. Which was enough for me to know she said something like “Get you ass back to the office, you have paperwork to finish.”, or something like that.
As Yunho pulled Changmin off of Yoochun, leaving Yoochun dazed and Changmin almost mad. I couldn’t help but wish that he didn’t help to go.
Jung Yunho POV
It shocked me when I started responding to Jaejoong. I already knew that I would have responded but I didn’t think I would have responded like a starved beast though it seemed to turn Jae on
It wasn’t until I was going to get him out of his pants when I remembered that we were in a classroom and that we could be walked in on at anytime. He noticed my pause and tried to coax me into motion. I gave him a sharp squeeze before pushing away from him. Trying to fix my clothes the best I could with buttons missing and tears from him. I wish I could just jump into a cold shower right now. I couldn’t even look at him without becoming aroused again.
Lips bruised, a large bulge, tangled hair, lust filled liquid chocolate doe-like eyes, mangled clothes, I’d be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on. Every bit of detail had me more painfully aroused.
Wooh jumping up, I’m BAD!
A cell went off breaking me from my trance. I pulled out my phone to see that it was my phone and that the office was calling. Before flipping it open I noticed Jaejoong reaching for his as well.
Shrugging I opened my phone, “Hello,” I winced, my voice still full of lust, “Ah, Recon Commander, what is it?”
Yunho! What the fuck have you been doing?” Jessica Janes, a good boss and friend ONLY when you don’t get on the bad side of her, “You and Changmin were to be back at the office over an hour ago!”
“WHAT!?” I switched to English, as she was talking to me in, “It’s been over an hour?!”
“Yeah,” she sounded pissed, “Now these papers wont write themselves. Get you ASS BACK HERE! NOW!”
“Okay, okay, just let me grab Changmin.”
“See you when you get back here.”
Not wanting to get on her bad side anymore I quickly went to collect Changmin. Looking over to were Changmin was, I could see that he was glued to Park Yoochuns lips. They looked like they were having the time of there life. I didn’t want to bother them but I had to; which looked like the wise thing to do considering Jess, but on the other hand NOT wise because Changmin would surly punch me across the room. I decided to take my chances with Changmin punching me.
Walking over I quickly pulled Changmin off of Park; they had fallen to the ground for some reason. He swung around, glaring. I swore he was about to punch my fuckin head off right then. Well that was until he realized that it was me that had pulled him off.
I knew he was a fast runner, I mean he was on the track team when we were in high school, I just never imagined that he would be able to run as fast as he did. I swear I saw smoke coming off of the ground as he raced out of the classroom.
I was just about to leave the classroom right after him but was stopped as I head a soft whisper.
“Huh?”
“The abandon hospital on the south side of Seoul at 8.” He had spoken for the first time since we had kissed, “You better be there, tonight.”
Storing the info into the back of my head I quickly bounded out of the classroom, to catch up to Changmin only to find him waiting in my car. I guess that a fellow officer had driven him here and I was his only source back to the station.
When we got onto the road I was about to tell him about the info Jaejoong had just given us, but quickly changed my mind as I saw the look on his face. He look like he was regretting what had just happened. HE was regretting it but not as much as I was. I mean this happened TWICE! The ride to the station was quite, really quite, it made me feel like I was in a horror movie. I shuddered, pulling into the Police parking lot.
Before I could even say a word Changmin was already out the door. It scared me, the way he was acting, it was… intense. I never before thought that a guy that basically watches porn 24/7 well not really 24/7 but you get the idea would be this scared after his own experience.
The stations was a small, but tall, little brown building. Windows filled one side of the station; bulletproof of course. Looking around the parking lot I noticed a few cars gone, one of then was, Park Jung-su or as we call him, Leeteuks and Henry Lau’s. The loose gravel crunched under my feet.
Waiting at the door I could see Jessica’s brown/blonde hair being highlighted by the bright sun. She looked confused. Pulling open the door she let me in.
“Whats wrong with…” she trailed off staring at my uniform, “What the FUCK happened at the school?!?!?!”
Instead of answering her I walked up the flight of stairs to my desk were the paperwork was waiting. She followed silently, not sure if I was in the mood to talk.
“I’ll be in my office.” eagerly she left, wanting to get out of the tense atmosphere.
Without even looking at the paper’s piled on my desk I logged into the computer looking for the abandoned hospital. The search came up with only one. The one on the south side of Seoul. Looking over at Changmin from the corner of my eye, I decided to meet Jaejoong alone. Settling down I started to devise a plan.
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