Sonsaengim Eyelashes EXTRA
Title:SonSaengNim Eyelashes Extra
Author: Suju_shinki
Length: 15?15+epilogue+extra
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: crackish, fluffish, smuttish
Rating: NC-17
“So how does it feel?” Junsu asked. “Hitting thirty that is. Not your cock. I know how that feels.”
Yoochun murmured something completely inaudible and rubbed his morning erection up and down Junsu's thigh.
“I know you're awake,” Junsu said and pulled down the covers to see Yoochun's face. “What are we going to do to day?”
“Either suck me off or leave me to my dreams in which you suck me off,” Yoochun murmured and rolled over to lie on his back.
Junsu shot up and pulled the covers off of his boyfriend before tugging at the waist band of his boxers.
“I was kidding.” Yoochun said. “But if you really want to...” he spread his legs wider and let Junsu whip out his half hardened cock.
“It's your birthday,” Junsu said as he stroked him slowly. “We don't say no to birthday boys, remember?” He bent down and licked the side of Yoochun's cock from the base up to the tip, before taking the whole thing down his throat. Half hard became throbbing and Junsu had to adjust the way he was sitting to prevent himself from choking on his boyfriend's dick. He took it out of his mouth and sat down on Yoochun's legs before leaning back in and getting back to work. He felt Yoochun's hand in his hair and Junsu let him decide the pace. He went slow, long and thorough licks up and down the entire length, before sucking him through release. He swallowed without thinking twice and Yoochun let out a small moan of satisfaction.
“I know it's early, but a bit more enthusiasm would be nice,” Junsu said as he wiped the sides of his mouth.
“You should be happy I'm even awake,” Yoochun said and pulled his boxers back up. He reached over to pull up the blankets again, but Junsu snatched them away.
“You can't go back to sleep.”
“I'll do you later...”
“Not that. It's your birthday, you can't just go back to sleep,” Junsu said and shook him a few times. “We have to buy a big cake with thirty candles and call mom and dad and-”
“And go to work,” Yoochun said. “It's just another day. Don't make it a big deal.”
Junsu gasped. “Since when?”
“Since now,” Yoochun sighed. “We can do the whole thing for your birthday.”
Junsu looked at his man who was staring at the ceiling and then it hit him. “You're bitter.”
“Excuse me?”
“You're having a crisis because you turned thirty, right? It's not that old, Yoochun. Guys can stay hot until they're like fifty. Look at George Clooney.”
“I'm not having a crisis,” Yoochun said. “And I'm not old. I just have to work today and I'll be home late because I have a lot of papers to grade.” He sat up and ignored Junsu rolling his eyes.
“Hyung,” Junsu whined and clung onto his back. “You're being stupid about this. I'll buy the cake this afternoon and it'll be here when you get back. And I can call your mom and she'll come over. And my parents can come and Shim Sonsaengnim and Kim Sonsaengnim-”
“No. I'm coming home at nine, we're ordering a pizza and going to sleep early,” Yoochun said and pried Junsu's hands off him. “Like any other day.”
“Yeah, that's not going to happen.” Junsu leant back on the bed and wrapped his legs around Yoochun's waist. He reached over his head and took a condom out of a drawer in Yoochun's night stand. “Birthday sex now.”
Yoochun sighed and turned around, pressing his hips into Junsu's. “This is going to be regular sex. Don't expect it to be special in any way.”
“But our sex is always special, baby,” Junsu leered. “I always see stars and rainbows and god comes into my vision-”
“And all that from a simple dick in your ass,” Yoochun chuckled and pulled Junsu's pyjama pants down. He sat up on his knees and slid the pants over Junsu's feet before letting them fall on the floor. “And of course, you're not wearing any underwear. Such a slut.”
Junsu flipped himself over, onto his stomach and handed Yoochun the condom. “How about less talk and more dick in ass, huh? It's what sluts like me are made for.”
“You think I don't know that,” Yoochun said and slid his fingers in between Junsu's ass cheeks, teasing his already red, thoroughly fucked hole from the night before. His fingers slid in easily, and Junsu's walls clenching around them never seized to arouse him. His cock was hard again within seconds. He ripped open the condom wrapper and threw it on the floor with Junsu's clothes. He slid out of his sweats and boxers at the same time and rolled on the condom. He spit on his fingers for good measures and shoved them up Junsu's hole again. He leant down and slid his tongue in with them. Junsu moaned, dropped his head onto his arms and pushed his ass higher up into the air.
“Fuck, Yoochun, you really have to do that more often,” Junsu groaned. “I thought this was going to be regular sex.”
Yoochun ignored him, shoved his fingers in up to his knuckles and hit his prostate. Junsu's legs shook and Yoochun took his tongue away. He grazed his prostate again and sunk his teeth into Junsu's ass cheek.
“Fuck,” Junsu panted. “Fuck, yes.”
Yoochun licked around his teethmarks before sitting up straight again. Without taking out his two fingers, he pressed his dick against Junsu's hole, stretching it to its limits.
“Fuck,” Junsu cursed again and parted his legs for more stability. “Go deeper, I can take it.”
Yoochun never needed to be told twice. He pressed in further and grunted at the tightness around his cock that came with having his fingers in too. He knew it worked best when Junsu was riding him, because then his thrusts weren't to big and Junsu slid on his cock and fingers on his own pace, but he also knew how much Junsu liked being stretched and what Junsu liked, he did.
He pushed Junsu's t-shirt up his toned back and and dug his nails into his flesh lightly. Junsu groaned and rolled his hips, once, twice, before Yoochun pulled his fingers out, grabbed Junsu's hips with both hands and started thrusting.
Junsu's moans echoed through the room as he pushed himself up on his arms again and threw his head back. Yoochun grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled him into an up right position. Junsu's arms came up and he grabbed Yoochun at the back of his neck, one hand threading into his hair. Yoochun tilted his head to the side for the kiss he knew Junsu wanted. He licked at Junsu's lips first before he opened his mouth and Yoochun shoved his tongue in. His hands pushed Junsu's shirt up again, this time clutching at his nipples, tweaking them into redness.
Their tongues twirled sloppily, breaking only for a particularly hard thrust. “I'm coming,” Yoochun panted into his mouth. “I'm so close.”
Junsu didn't say anything, instead he let go of Yoochun with one hand, wrapped it around his cock and started stroking himself with hard and fast strokes. Yoochun's thrusts became faster, he felt Junsu's hole clench around and a second later he was coming on the sheets. Yoochun finished his last thrust before he came. He pulled out quickly, because a full condom was not comfortable. He pulled it off, tied a knot into it and threw it onto the floor.
“At least...you still fuck like a twenty year old,” Junsu panted, rolling onto his back. “And that's not just some simple dick. It's a glorious dick that deserves a shrine where I would go and pray for your glorious dick and bring sacrifices and-”
“Happy birthday to my dick, I get it,” Yoochun chuckled and laid down half on top of him. “I'm so late for work, it's not even funny. By the time I leave the house classes will have started already.”
“Don't go,” Junsu said and slid and arm around his waist. “Let's skip school and buy the big cake with thirty candles.”
Yoochun tried to hide his smile but Junsu caught it and grinned at him. “I knew it. I knew a good shag and a few complements to your cock would brighten your mood.”
“Shut up. I have a lot of work to do, really. I can't just skip-”
“Sure you can. You're thirty years young, you can do whatever you want,” Junsu said and stroked his boyfriend's hair softly. “We can do whatever we want.”
“You'd never leave me for a younger guy,” Yoochun said softly. “Right?”
“As if I'd let go of someone who can fuck me like you do. I mean, it's not like I have a lot to compare it to, but fuck, Yoochun, you're a beast in bed. And so am I, because you taught me. Oh, and I love you of course. I should have said that first, I think.”
“No, the sex thing was good,” Yoochun muttered. “And I love you too.”
“So you're staying? Big cake with thirty candles? Can we see mommy and daddy?”
“You are twenty one, right? I could cry for the mind in which glorious dicks and mommy and daddy are a minute apart,” Yoochun sighed. “How about we go out to diner with them and we do the giant cake afterwards?”
“Cake sex,” Junsu said.
“I'd come for a third time in one day.”
“Not a record.”
“Not your sex slave.”
“So my sex slave,” Junsu laughed.
Author: Suju_shinki
Length: 15?15+epilogue+extra
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: crackish, fluffish, smuttish
Rating: NC-17
“So how does it feel?” Junsu asked. “Hitting thirty that is. Not your cock. I know how that feels.”
Yoochun murmured something completely inaudible and rubbed his morning erection up and down Junsu's thigh.
“I know you're awake,” Junsu said and pulled down the covers to see Yoochun's face. “What are we going to do to day?”
“Either suck me off or leave me to my dreams in which you suck me off,” Yoochun murmured and rolled over to lie on his back.
Junsu shot up and pulled the covers off of his boyfriend before tugging at the waist band of his boxers.
“I was kidding.” Yoochun said. “But if you really want to...” he spread his legs wider and let Junsu whip out his half hardened cock.
“It's your birthday,” Junsu said as he stroked him slowly. “We don't say no to birthday boys, remember?” He bent down and licked the side of Yoochun's cock from the base up to the tip, before taking the whole thing down his throat. Half hard became throbbing and Junsu had to adjust the way he was sitting to prevent himself from choking on his boyfriend's dick. He took it out of his mouth and sat down on Yoochun's legs before leaning back in and getting back to work. He felt Yoochun's hand in his hair and Junsu let him decide the pace. He went slow, long and thorough licks up and down the entire length, before sucking him through release. He swallowed without thinking twice and Yoochun let out a small moan of satisfaction.
“I know it's early, but a bit more enthusiasm would be nice,” Junsu said as he wiped the sides of his mouth.
“You should be happy I'm even awake,” Yoochun said and pulled his boxers back up. He reached over to pull up the blankets again, but Junsu snatched them away.
“You can't go back to sleep.”
“I'll do you later...”
“Not that. It's your birthday, you can't just go back to sleep,” Junsu said and shook him a few times. “We have to buy a big cake with thirty candles and call mom and dad and-”
“And go to work,” Yoochun said. “It's just another day. Don't make it a big deal.”
Junsu gasped. “Since when?”
“Since now,” Yoochun sighed. “We can do the whole thing for your birthday.”
Junsu looked at his man who was staring at the ceiling and then it hit him. “You're bitter.”
“Excuse me?”
“You're having a crisis because you turned thirty, right? It's not that old, Yoochun. Guys can stay hot until they're like fifty. Look at George Clooney.”
“I'm not having a crisis,” Yoochun said. “And I'm not old. I just have to work today and I'll be home late because I have a lot of papers to grade.” He sat up and ignored Junsu rolling his eyes.
“Hyung,” Junsu whined and clung onto his back. “You're being stupid about this. I'll buy the cake this afternoon and it'll be here when you get back. And I can call your mom and she'll come over. And my parents can come and Shim Sonsaengnim and Kim Sonsaengnim-”
“No. I'm coming home at nine, we're ordering a pizza and going to sleep early,” Yoochun said and pried Junsu's hands off him. “Like any other day.”
“Yeah, that's not going to happen.” Junsu leant back on the bed and wrapped his legs around Yoochun's waist. He reached over his head and took a condom out of a drawer in Yoochun's night stand. “Birthday sex now.”
Yoochun sighed and turned around, pressing his hips into Junsu's. “This is going to be regular sex. Don't expect it to be special in any way.”
“But our sex is always special, baby,” Junsu leered. “I always see stars and rainbows and god comes into my vision-”
“And all that from a simple dick in your ass,” Yoochun chuckled and pulled Junsu's pyjama pants down. He sat up on his knees and slid the pants over Junsu's feet before letting them fall on the floor. “And of course, you're not wearing any underwear. Such a slut.”
Junsu flipped himself over, onto his stomach and handed Yoochun the condom. “How about less talk and more dick in ass, huh? It's what sluts like me are made for.”
“You think I don't know that,” Yoochun said and slid his fingers in between Junsu's ass cheeks, teasing his already red, thoroughly fucked hole from the night before. His fingers slid in easily, and Junsu's walls clenching around them never seized to arouse him. His cock was hard again within seconds. He ripped open the condom wrapper and threw it on the floor with Junsu's clothes. He slid out of his sweats and boxers at the same time and rolled on the condom. He spit on his fingers for good measures and shoved them up Junsu's hole again. He leant down and slid his tongue in with them. Junsu moaned, dropped his head onto his arms and pushed his ass higher up into the air.
“Fuck, Yoochun, you really have to do that more often,” Junsu groaned. “I thought this was going to be regular sex.”
Yoochun ignored him, shoved his fingers in up to his knuckles and hit his prostate. Junsu's legs shook and Yoochun took his tongue away. He grazed his prostate again and sunk his teeth into Junsu's ass cheek.
“Fuck,” Junsu panted. “Fuck, yes.”
Yoochun licked around his teethmarks before sitting up straight again. Without taking out his two fingers, he pressed his dick against Junsu's hole, stretching it to its limits.
“Fuck,” Junsu cursed again and parted his legs for more stability. “Go deeper, I can take it.”
Yoochun never needed to be told twice. He pressed in further and grunted at the tightness around his cock that came with having his fingers in too. He knew it worked best when Junsu was riding him, because then his thrusts weren't to big and Junsu slid on his cock and fingers on his own pace, but he also knew how much Junsu liked being stretched and what Junsu liked, he did.
He pushed Junsu's t-shirt up his toned back and and dug his nails into his flesh lightly. Junsu groaned and rolled his hips, once, twice, before Yoochun pulled his fingers out, grabbed Junsu's hips with both hands and started thrusting.
Junsu's moans echoed through the room as he pushed himself up on his arms again and threw his head back. Yoochun grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled him into an up right position. Junsu's arms came up and he grabbed Yoochun at the back of his neck, one hand threading into his hair. Yoochun tilted his head to the side for the kiss he knew Junsu wanted. He licked at Junsu's lips first before he opened his mouth and Yoochun shoved his tongue in. His hands pushed Junsu's shirt up again, this time clutching at his nipples, tweaking them into redness.
Their tongues twirled sloppily, breaking only for a particularly hard thrust. “I'm coming,” Yoochun panted into his mouth. “I'm so close.”
Junsu didn't say anything, instead he let go of Yoochun with one hand, wrapped it around his cock and started stroking himself with hard and fast strokes. Yoochun's thrusts became faster, he felt Junsu's hole clench around and a second later he was coming on the sheets. Yoochun finished his last thrust before he came. He pulled out quickly, because a full condom was not comfortable. He pulled it off, tied a knot into it and threw it onto the floor.
“At least...you still fuck like a twenty year old,” Junsu panted, rolling onto his back. “And that's not just some simple dick. It's a glorious dick that deserves a shrine where I would go and pray for your glorious dick and bring sacrifices and-”
“Happy birthday to my dick, I get it,” Yoochun chuckled and laid down half on top of him. “I'm so late for work, it's not even funny. By the time I leave the house classes will have started already.”
“Don't go,” Junsu said and slid and arm around his waist. “Let's skip school and buy the big cake with thirty candles.”
Yoochun tried to hide his smile but Junsu caught it and grinned at him. “I knew it. I knew a good shag and a few complements to your cock would brighten your mood.”
“Shut up. I have a lot of work to do, really. I can't just skip-”
“Sure you can. You're thirty years young, you can do whatever you want,” Junsu said and stroked his boyfriend's hair softly. “We can do whatever we want.”
“You'd never leave me for a younger guy,” Yoochun said softly. “Right?”
“As if I'd let go of someone who can fuck me like you do. I mean, it's not like I have a lot to compare it to, but fuck, Yoochun, you're a beast in bed. And so am I, because you taught me. Oh, and I love you of course. I should have said that first, I think.”
“No, the sex thing was good,” Yoochun muttered. “And I love you too.”
“So you're staying? Big cake with thirty candles? Can we see mommy and daddy?”
“You are twenty one, right? I could cry for the mind in which glorious dicks and mommy and daddy are a minute apart,” Yoochun sighed. “How about we go out to diner with them and we do the giant cake afterwards?”
“Cake sex,” Junsu said.
“I'd come for a third time in one day.”
“Not a record.”
“Not your sex slave.”
“So my sex slave,” Junsu laughed.