It Takes Two - Chapter 18
Author: Shriya_4
Pairing: Jaemin, Past!Yoomin, Past!Yunjae, 2U
Genre: Fantasy, Romance, AU, Angst, Humor, Fluff.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Character Death (Yunho,Yoochun), Language.
Disclaimer: MINE! ALL MINE! MUHAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *gets bricked by SM, Avex and CJeS*
Summary: Yoochun and Yunho have only one goal in mind - Getting their boyfriends together. Now the only problem is that they're both dead and their boyfriends still alive. So they decide to take the matter to the dude upstairs. However, things aren't going to be that easy, especially since both Changmin and Jaejoong seem to hate each other with an almost incomprehensible virulence and still appear to remain in love with their deceased boyfriends.
Are the two boys in heaven ever going to accomplish their goal?
Chapter 18:
The minute Junsu shut the door behind him; Jaejoong yanked Changmin closer to him, searching his eyes for any sign of hesitation or fear.
When he found nothing but lust darkened irises and primal determination, he felt an innate, almost predator like urge to devour the younger man in front of him, to rip him of all logical thought and dominate him for all that he was worth.
He gripped Changmin’s hair and pulled him into a bruising, consuming, messy kiss that left him feeling shaken and desperate. The other could feel his mouth throb with pleasurable pain as Jaejoong nipped, ripped, tore and chewed at his lips as if trying to make a meal out of them. The model’s tongue soon followed Changmin’s in a long drawn out battle of dominance that left Changmin sliding to his knees and Jaejoong hovering over him in victory.
“God you taste good,” Jaejoong moaned as he plundered his dongsaeng’s lips, desperately trying to satiate his ravenous appetite for the younger man. He wrapped an arm around the other’s waist and helped hoist a leg around his waist and groaned pleasurably as their groins ground together harshly. “Why are you so tempting, Min? You’re like a fucking addiction,” he whispered aggressively, possessively against Changmin’s lips.
The younger sobbed and gripped at the back of Jaejoong’s shirt, clawing at the other’s skin as if demanding him to give him more, so much more. It was an obsession like nothing that Jaejoong had ever felt before, not with Yunho, not with anyone. This need to possess, to make Min his, to destroy all walls and consume him made him wonder whether they were healthy for each other, whether at the end of it all, they would fear for each other and destroy the world around them.
Changmin lowered his head and sucked hungrily at the birth mark under Jaejoong’s chin, causing the other to writhe wantonly against him and thrust up against his crotch. He proceeded even lower and nipped tantalizingly at the other’s nipple, which hardened erotically against his cotton shirt and left Jaejoong mumbling incoherent pleas of want in Changmin’s ears.
“Nmmmn …bed… let’s go…Min. Baby, I want you so bad, come on.”
Changmin pulled away from Jaejoong’s other nipple with a feral growl and kissed the older man again, as if claiming the other as his. The kiss was a messy, lewd combination of clashing teeth and saliva that dribbled seamlessly down the corner of their lips only to be lapped up in another kiss. Jaejoong held Min’s face closer by grabbing harder at his hair and forcing the other into an open mouthed make out session that made Changmin feel heady and totally out of control.
Jaejoong pulled Changmin into the closest bedroom and pushed him down onto the bed, crawling over him and placing his hands beneath the other’s shirt. “Do you even realize how hot you are?” He asked softly as he peppered kisses along Changmin’s navel, “How tempting?
Changmin moaned incoherently in response and arched off of the bed as Jaejoong cupped his erection, grinding his palm on the swollen flesh. He whimpered helplessly and opened his eyes to find Jaejoong narrowing his own purposefully at him as if finally having figured out what he wanted.
Him.
It was a flurry of ripping and pulling that finally had Jaejoong’s eyes roving predatorily over Changmin’s naked body. He rubbed his own uncovered erection against the other’s and watched with fascinated sadism as the younger boy threw his head back and arched gracefully off of the bed, a guttural moan resounding through the room, “God. You’re like a desperate slut, aren’t you?”
Changmin lifted a hand and used his nails to drag five furious, red lines across his Hyung’s back, “Bastard.” The older one smirked and reached into his drawer, pulling out something that caused Changmin to thrash out violently against Jaejoong, “No way, Hyung!”
“Bear with it. Tonight you’re mine.”
Jaejoong slipped the cock-ring on to Changmin’s straining erection and groaned helplessly as he watched the veins on Changmin’s neck stand out in retaliation, “So fucking hot...”
He leaned over and trailed his mouth down the other’s neck, lapping and biting until all he could see were red marks that were bound to turn a stormy purple the next day. He licked a trail to Changmin’s ear and bit teasingly at its helix before pulling a bright red lobe into his mouth and sucked at it until he had the younger in a mess of moans and incoherent sobs.“I’m going to fuck you raw,” the older growled as he trailed a hand down his dongsaeng’s sweaty torso.
Changmin felt a stab of foreboding as Jaejoong’s words began to register past the haze of pain and lust that was crowding his mind, and he wondered fearfully whether this didn’t mean as much to Jaejoong as it did to him. He looked up into Jaejoong’s eyes and saw nothing but all consuming lust that seemed to take all form of sound judgment away from the older man.
Every thought flew straight out of his mind when the other placed a soft teasing kiss against the top of his hard member, causing him to open his mouth in a hoarse moan and jerk violently on the bed as Jaejoong lapped at the slit and tasted the pre-cum that seemed to ooze out in copious amounts as if trying desperately to find some source of release.
Jaejoong hollowed out his cheeks and sucked at the younger’s member and moaned when he felt Changmin grab hold of his hair tightly and push him down to take more. “Take it off, Hyung,” Min exclaimed desperately.
“Not until I’m inside you...” Jaejoong responded, the tip of Changmin’s member still resting against his bottom lip as the latter experienced his first dry orgasm.
The sight of Jaejoong resting so casually between the junction of his thighs caused the younger’s eyes to dilate in need and pull Jaejoong up into a harsh open mouthed kiss that left both of them rutting against each other shamelessly.
The room was filled with sounds of harsh breathing, moaning and of skin slapping lewdly against skin. Jaejoong knew he couldn’t take anymore and placed one last harsh nip on Changmin’s shoulder before turning the other around.
“Can you take it?” He asked, digging his fingers into Changmin’s hip and holding the other’s ass up towards his face. Changmin tried to voice his insecurities but screamed in total and utter shock when he felt Jaejoong’s tongue delve into his hole. He gripped the bed sheets so hard that his knuckles turned white and unconsciously thrust back against his Hyung’s face, feeling another orgasm working its way up to the surface, only to be thwarted by the ring which only seemed to feel like it was getting tighter.
“I-I can’t, Hyung. Please. I…”
Jaejoong tilted the other’s head back and leaned forward to kiss him languidly. Changmin could taste himself on Jaejoong’s tongue and whimpered before putting his head down on to his arms and biting his lip in submission.
The model placed a soft kiss at the back of Changmin’s neck before thrusting into the other’s heat with his own throbbing shaft. The pain came like white hot lightening that nearly sent Changmin buckling forward in an attempt to get away. Jaejoong grabbed on to his waist and whispered soothing words into his ears. The older man could barely breathe with the excruciating tightness around his dick and begged Changmin to loosen up, all the while telling him in every possible way that things would get better.
Pain turned to insurmountable pleasure as Jaejoong hit Changmin’s prostrate on the second thrust, sending both of them into a spree of primal lust that eventually left them clinging on to each other with desperate longing.
“Hyung, ring…god…the ring…please,” Changmin gasped between every thrust that jarred him to his very soul.
Jaejoong bit Changmin’s shoulder in his attempt to control his orgasm and reached down to pull off the toy, finally relinquishing the control he’d had on the younger.
As soon as it was off, Changmin saw a haze of black coupled with stars and clenched down on to Jaejoong’s shaft so hard that it had it sending them both spiraling into the harshest orgasms of their lives, with the younger croaking out Jaejoong’s name and Jaejoong screaming out…Yunho’s.
It was like hell.
It was world ending, soul tearing and sick.
Changmin’s arms gave out under him as his breath hitched in heart breaking pain. He collapsed against the mattress and stared at the headboard with a near dead look in his eyes, feeling whatever post coital bliss he’d expected to feel just a few seconds before, evaporating like water on a mid summer’s day.
He’d finally felt it, he thought with a near numb mind.
He’d finally felt like he’d been destroyed. .
Changmin turned his head to the side slowly and watched as Jaejoong ran a hand through his hair, staring dumbfounded at the ceiling and looking as if he couldn’t believe what he’d just done.
The younger lifted himself up and moved to get out of the bed, his bangs covering his eyes and his hands clenched into a soft fist.
“Changmin, I-“
However, what happened next was something that would scar both of them for a long time to come. Changmin leaned over the side of the bed and retched. He gagged until he couldn’t feel his stomach anymore. It was as if his gut was protesting vehemently against the sins committed against both his mind and soul.
When Jaejoong tried to touch him, Changmin moved away like he was burned.
“Don’t touch me.”
“Chagmin-“
“No. Just-just please let me go,” he replied softly, swallowing and trying desperately to calm his body down.
“Min, I swear it was-“
Changmin held up a hand and stopped him from going on. He reached for his clothes and put them on without saying a word and walked slowly to the door.
Jaejoong watched with hopeful eyes as Changmin turned back around to look at him.
“Thanks for the fuck, Hyung. I felt exceptionally cherished. Well done.”
With that the younger turned away and walked right out, leaving Jaejoong to stare at the empty door way with silent, shocked eyes and the beginning of tears.
Changmin walked down the street from Jaejoong’s condo, leaving his car behind and trying to think things through. He couldn’t have been less bothered as he banged into people and roamed aimlessly, his mind utterly numb and devoid of any concept of emotion
“Changmin!” a loud voice called out to him.
He looked up to find Junsu waving at him from across the street, looking concerned and chose to turn away from him, to continue to recede into the darkest corners of his mind.
Junsu fisted his hand and brought it down from mid air, knowing that something was very wrong.
He was just about to reach for his phone when he realized that Jiyul was no longer beside him.
He looked up and yelled as he saw her running across the road and felt some part of him die.
“JIYUL-AH!”
Changmin turned around quickly at the sound of that name and watched with heart stopping fear as Jiyul tried to run across the spans of the main road, completely oblivious to the oncoming traffic.
Not again. God. NO!
He ran towards the child and prayed desperately for her safety, his eyes widening as he saw a fast coming truck move perilously closer to her, swerving to avoid her and felt memories of Yoochun’s death pass seamlessly through the contours of his mind.
He screamed for Junsu to stay on the foot-path and pushed Jiyul out of the way, feeling the wind get knocked out of him…
Take me. Don’t take her. Don’t take Jiyul. Please. God. Please.
“CHANGMIN!”
Thank you. Thank you.
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A/N Well... yeah... OTL