You're Not My Teacher chapter 5
Title : You're Not My Teacher
Author : siniagirl
Pairings : Yunjae, Yoosu
Genre : Au, High School
Disclaimer : I don't own anything but the idea
Summary : Jaejoong is your average high school student, hes not very popular and doesn't have many friends.The one thing that makes him different is ....hes Gay. And In love with the school's dance teacher.
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Jaejoong moaned in the hot, wet mouth attached to his. He wrapped his arms around the older man's neck, pulling their bodies closer together. He felt a shiver of pleasure run up his spine.
He pulled his mouth away, gasping for breath. He threaded his fingers through his lover's silky locks, gripping them hard as that smoldering, hot mouth kissed it was down his neck. He threw his head back as a pair of warm long fingers started rubbing his nipples, twisting and pulling.
“More..ahh please..Yun....” He groaned out, his mind to clouded to form full sentences.
That gorgeous mouth smirked at him. It licked its way down his chest, thrusting his tongue in and out of the small indent in his stomach, pulling at the studded piercing which decorated his navel. Hands danced around the top of his sleep pants, pulling slightly at the elastic band.
Jaejoong moaned aloud, a hot needing moan which fueled those hands to sneak there way down his into his pants. Right before Jaejoong could feel those wonderful hands on his member, a loud ringing noise ran through mind.
Jaejoong's eyes snapped open, he shut them quickly bringing a hand up to shield his eyes from the glaring light coming from his window. He sighed, normally he'd be screaming into his pillow right now, angry at himself for having such a dream but right now he felt like nothing could ruin his good mood.
He sighed dreamily and all but melted into his silky royal blue bed sheets. God was one of the best days of his life. He was so happy and was determined not to let anything put him down. He giggled and thought of the man in his dreams not only had he found out that the teacher was gay but also that he might have an interest in him.
He smiled brightly as he remembered what had happened yesterday after school, when he had asked Yunho the one question that changed everything.
-----Flash Back-----
“C-could you t-teach me how to dance?”
Yunho blinked.
Jaejoong's hands came up to cover his cheeks, hoping to hide his blush as he continued, “ You said that I need a better teacher to teach me to dance so could you do it?”
“Uh...” Yunho was all that came out of Yunho's mouth. He shook his head lightly for a sec before managing to speak.
“I can't officially teach you how to dance because well you didn't take the class.”
Jaejoong pouted, tears started to gather. This was his only chance to get close to Yunho and it was failing.
“B-but!” Yunho sputtered, “I could show you a few moves as friends right?”
Jaejoong smiled brightly at Yunho and Yunho smiled back, with what looked like a very light shade a pink dusting his cheeks.
“Thank you Yunho-shi.”
Jaejoong felt his life get instantly better, he couldn't believe he'd get to spend time with Yunho! He squee'd mentally.
He bowed slightly to Yunho before announcing he had to leave. “I gotta get home, can we start tomorrow?”
“Sure.”
Jaejoong's face brightened up and bid his goodbye before leaving Yunho's office.
----- End Flash Back-----
Jaejoong sighed dreamily at the thoughts from the day before. For once in his life he actually couldn't wait for school.
He hopped out of bed, and grabbed his bed sheets. He had to get those washed and then get ready for school. Ohh, he couldn't wait!
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Yunho watched himself in the mirror as he fixed his tie. He was going to teach that beautiful boy how to dance today and he only hoped he could keep himself him jumping the younger male.
But god those smiles yesterday, Yunho wanted to take that boy in his arms and kiss the life out of him. But he obviously couldn't do that no matter how much he wanted to.
He knew from watching Jaejoong's reactions that the boy was attracted to him, he wanted to act on that, to make that boy his but... he wanted Jaejoong to come to him, or at least try to. He wanted Jaejoong to be sure about whatever he felt because if Yunho come to Jaejoong, he might force himself as the other was a teacher, a higher authority.
He smiled to himself, looked himself over once before grabbing his brief case and heading out the door.
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“Jae!” Was the first thing Jaejoong heard when he walked onto the school grounds, right before he was tackled by a very happy Kim Junsu.
Jaejoong laughed and hugged his friend back. “Oh Junnie guess what?”
Junsu smiled brightly, “What? Did something good happen?” He gasped “Or something bad.”
Jaejoong opened this mouth then paused. 'Should he tell Junsu about his dance lessons? Hmmm you know what, I'm just going to keep this to myself for a bit longer.'
“Nothing Su.” Jae said sheepishly, “I forgot what I was gonna say.”
Junsu pouted. “Aww you got me excited for nothing.”
Before Jaejoong could open his mouth to reply a pair of arms wrapped themselves around Junsu's waist and his focus of attention changed.
“Why is my baby pouting?” Yoochun pulled Junsu to his chest.
“Chunnie~.” Junsu nuzzled himself into Yoochun's chest, placing his head snug under Yoochun's chin.
“What's wrong baby?”
“Jae got me all excited for nothing.” Junsu's pout deepened. “He's so mean.”
“Aw Susu, let Chunnie make it all better.” Yoochun pulled Junsu away slightly before bringing his mouth to Junsu's, which the other happily excepted.
Jaejoong just stood there and watched the two snog. He saw Tiffany sneak up from behind Yoochun and smack the man upside the head.
Yoochun broke away from Junsu and looked behind him. “What the hell.”
“Yah! You greasy man, don't be spoiling Jaejoong's innocence.”
Jaejoong blushed at those words, if only they knew what his dreams were like.
“Augh. Fine.” Yoochun grumbled. “Let's get to class before the bell rings.”
The group made their ways into the school and to their classes.
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Jaejoong stopped outside the gym doors. He took a deep breath and tried to calm the butterflies in his stomach. Yunho was waiting in there for him, to start the dance lessons.
“Come on Jae, you can do this.” He took in another deep breath, “Be a man.”
He swung the gym door open and walked inside. He was greeted to the site of Yunho bent over, fiddling around with the giant stereo, picking a new song.
Jaejoong tilted his head slightly, his eyes locked on to that firm behind. Why? Why did this man have to be so perfect? He had the body of a god.
Yunho finally had his song pick and stood up. He turned away for the stereo and jumped slightly when he saw Jaejoong.
“Jaejoong, you scared me!.” He huffed holding a and to his chest. “ How long have you been there?”
“Not long.”
Jaejoong looked Yunho over, he was wearing a pair of grey sweat pants and a black wife beater. Once again Jaejoong could see his muscles outlined through his top and couldn't help but ogle him. Jaejoong looked down at himself, grey sweat pants and a baby blue t-shirt.
Jaejoong could see that Yunho was looking him over. “Oh good, you're already dressed.” He smiled. “Lets get started.”
Jaejoong nodded and made his way over to Yunho. He dropped his bag by the wall.
Yunho clapped his hands together “Okay! Now we have to stretch first.”
Yunho sat down and gestured Jaejoong to as well. Once on the floor Yunho started explaining what to do. “ Okay so stretch out your legs.”
Jaejoong did and shivered once he felt Yunho grad hold on his ankles. He could feel the heat from those hands n his legs. “Try and stretch your arms to your toes. But don't move your legs.”
After a few more stretching exercises, they got starting on dancing.
Yunho started showing Jaejoong some dance moves but the only thing Jaejoong could concentrate on was Yunho, watching him move, his muscles flexing.
When Yunho was done he turned to Jaejoong “Do you think you can do that?”
“Uh...sure?”
Yunho chuckled. “ Let's try.”
Jaejoong started doing what he could remember from the dance but ending up tripping over his own feet. He started falling but found a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist.
“I see you weren't lying when you said you couldn't dance.” Yunho helped him stand up straight but didn't remove his arms yet and Jaejoong wasn't about to tell him to.
Jaejoong was in heaven.
Those arms fit snugly around his waist like there were meant to be there. If Yunho was going to be catching him every time he fell, he might just try it on purpose. But feeling those arms made his mind soar, he couldn't help but think of his dreams and what exactly those arms and hands did to him.
He sighed inwardly as Yunho finally removed his arms and backed away.
'Let's just hope I can get through this without getting hard.'
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Finally ! I got it up ^^
I hope you guys like it
I will be having some Yunjae next chappy :))
Review please.
Author : siniagirl
Pairings : Yunjae, Yoosu
Genre : Au, High School
Disclaimer : I don't own anything but the idea
Summary : Jaejoong is your average high school student, hes not very popular and doesn't have many friends.The one thing that makes him different is ....hes Gay. And In love with the school's dance teacher.
.....................................................
Jaejoong moaned in the hot, wet mouth attached to his. He wrapped his arms around the older man's neck, pulling their bodies closer together. He felt a shiver of pleasure run up his spine.
He pulled his mouth away, gasping for breath. He threaded his fingers through his lover's silky locks, gripping them hard as that smoldering, hot mouth kissed it was down his neck. He threw his head back as a pair of warm long fingers started rubbing his nipples, twisting and pulling.
“More..ahh please..Yun....” He groaned out, his mind to clouded to form full sentences.
That gorgeous mouth smirked at him. It licked its way down his chest, thrusting his tongue in and out of the small indent in his stomach, pulling at the studded piercing which decorated his navel. Hands danced around the top of his sleep pants, pulling slightly at the elastic band.
Jaejoong moaned aloud, a hot needing moan which fueled those hands to sneak there way down his into his pants. Right before Jaejoong could feel those wonderful hands on his member, a loud ringing noise ran through mind.
Jaejoong's eyes snapped open, he shut them quickly bringing a hand up to shield his eyes from the glaring light coming from his window. He sighed, normally he'd be screaming into his pillow right now, angry at himself for having such a dream but right now he felt like nothing could ruin his good mood.
He sighed dreamily and all but melted into his silky royal blue bed sheets. God was one of the best days of his life. He was so happy and was determined not to let anything put him down. He giggled and thought of the man in his dreams not only had he found out that the teacher was gay but also that he might have an interest in him.
He smiled brightly as he remembered what had happened yesterday after school, when he had asked Yunho the one question that changed everything.
-----Flash Back-----
“C-could you t-teach me how to dance?”
Yunho blinked.
Jaejoong's hands came up to cover his cheeks, hoping to hide his blush as he continued, “ You said that I need a better teacher to teach me to dance so could you do it?”
“Uh...” Yunho was all that came out of Yunho's mouth. He shook his head lightly for a sec before managing to speak.
“I can't officially teach you how to dance because well you didn't take the class.”
Jaejoong pouted, tears started to gather. This was his only chance to get close to Yunho and it was failing.
“B-but!” Yunho sputtered, “I could show you a few moves as friends right?”
Jaejoong smiled brightly at Yunho and Yunho smiled back, with what looked like a very light shade a pink dusting his cheeks.
“Thank you Yunho-shi.”
Jaejoong felt his life get instantly better, he couldn't believe he'd get to spend time with Yunho! He squee'd mentally.
He bowed slightly to Yunho before announcing he had to leave. “I gotta get home, can we start tomorrow?”
“Sure.”
Jaejoong's face brightened up and bid his goodbye before leaving Yunho's office.
----- End Flash Back-----
Jaejoong sighed dreamily at the thoughts from the day before. For once in his life he actually couldn't wait for school.
He hopped out of bed, and grabbed his bed sheets. He had to get those washed and then get ready for school. Ohh, he couldn't wait!
............................................
Yunho watched himself in the mirror as he fixed his tie. He was going to teach that beautiful boy how to dance today and he only hoped he could keep himself him jumping the younger male.
But god those smiles yesterday, Yunho wanted to take that boy in his arms and kiss the life out of him. But he obviously couldn't do that no matter how much he wanted to.
He knew from watching Jaejoong's reactions that the boy was attracted to him, he wanted to act on that, to make that boy his but... he wanted Jaejoong to come to him, or at least try to. He wanted Jaejoong to be sure about whatever he felt because if Yunho come to Jaejoong, he might force himself as the other was a teacher, a higher authority.
He smiled to himself, looked himself over once before grabbing his brief case and heading out the door.
…..............................................
“Jae!” Was the first thing Jaejoong heard when he walked onto the school grounds, right before he was tackled by a very happy Kim Junsu.
Jaejoong laughed and hugged his friend back. “Oh Junnie guess what?”
Junsu smiled brightly, “What? Did something good happen?” He gasped “Or something bad.”
Jaejoong opened this mouth then paused. 'Should he tell Junsu about his dance lessons? Hmmm you know what, I'm just going to keep this to myself for a bit longer.'
“Nothing Su.” Jae said sheepishly, “I forgot what I was gonna say.”
Junsu pouted. “Aww you got me excited for nothing.”
Before Jaejoong could open his mouth to reply a pair of arms wrapped themselves around Junsu's waist and his focus of attention changed.
“Why is my baby pouting?” Yoochun pulled Junsu to his chest.
“Chunnie~.” Junsu nuzzled himself into Yoochun's chest, placing his head snug under Yoochun's chin.
“What's wrong baby?”
“Jae got me all excited for nothing.” Junsu's pout deepened. “He's so mean.”
“Aw Susu, let Chunnie make it all better.” Yoochun pulled Junsu away slightly before bringing his mouth to Junsu's, which the other happily excepted.
Jaejoong just stood there and watched the two snog. He saw Tiffany sneak up from behind Yoochun and smack the man upside the head.
Yoochun broke away from Junsu and looked behind him. “What the hell.”
“Yah! You greasy man, don't be spoiling Jaejoong's innocence.”
Jaejoong blushed at those words, if only they knew what his dreams were like.
“Augh. Fine.” Yoochun grumbled. “Let's get to class before the bell rings.”
The group made their ways into the school and to their classes.
…......................................
Jaejoong stopped outside the gym doors. He took a deep breath and tried to calm the butterflies in his stomach. Yunho was waiting in there for him, to start the dance lessons.
“Come on Jae, you can do this.” He took in another deep breath, “Be a man.”
He swung the gym door open and walked inside. He was greeted to the site of Yunho bent over, fiddling around with the giant stereo, picking a new song.
Jaejoong tilted his head slightly, his eyes locked on to that firm behind. Why? Why did this man have to be so perfect? He had the body of a god.
Yunho finally had his song pick and stood up. He turned away for the stereo and jumped slightly when he saw Jaejoong.
“Jaejoong, you scared me!.” He huffed holding a and to his chest. “ How long have you been there?”
“Not long.”
Jaejoong looked Yunho over, he was wearing a pair of grey sweat pants and a black wife beater. Once again Jaejoong could see his muscles outlined through his top and couldn't help but ogle him. Jaejoong looked down at himself, grey sweat pants and a baby blue t-shirt.
Jaejoong could see that Yunho was looking him over. “Oh good, you're already dressed.” He smiled. “Lets get started.”
Jaejoong nodded and made his way over to Yunho. He dropped his bag by the wall.
Yunho clapped his hands together “Okay! Now we have to stretch first.”
Yunho sat down and gestured Jaejoong to as well. Once on the floor Yunho started explaining what to do. “ Okay so stretch out your legs.”
Jaejoong did and shivered once he felt Yunho grad hold on his ankles. He could feel the heat from those hands n his legs. “Try and stretch your arms to your toes. But don't move your legs.”
After a few more stretching exercises, they got starting on dancing.
Yunho started showing Jaejoong some dance moves but the only thing Jaejoong could concentrate on was Yunho, watching him move, his muscles flexing.
When Yunho was done he turned to Jaejoong “Do you think you can do that?”
“Uh...sure?”
Yunho chuckled. “ Let's try.”
Jaejoong started doing what he could remember from the dance but ending up tripping over his own feet. He started falling but found a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist.
“I see you weren't lying when you said you couldn't dance.” Yunho helped him stand up straight but didn't remove his arms yet and Jaejoong wasn't about to tell him to.
Jaejoong was in heaven.
Those arms fit snugly around his waist like there were meant to be there. If Yunho was going to be catching him every time he fell, he might just try it on purpose. But feeling those arms made his mind soar, he couldn't help but think of his dreams and what exactly those arms and hands did to him.
He sighed inwardly as Yunho finally removed his arms and backed away.
'Let's just hope I can get through this without getting hard.'
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Finally ! I got it up ^^
I hope you guys like it
I will be having some Yunjae next chappy :))
Review please.