Three Wishes
Pairing: YunJae
Length: One-shot
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jaejoong is stuck in a confined space with a half-naked genie. What else can happen, really?
A pretty boy was sitting in front of his kitchen table, scrubbing intensely at a petite metal object on his hand with an old rag.
“There! All clean and shiny,” Jaejoong smiled after several minutes as he set down the little accordion figurine that was barely the size of his index finger. He observed it carefully, checking to see if there were any dirty spots that he missed. When he deemed it good enough to be put back in his trinket trunk, Jaejoong grabbed his jacket and headed down the block to the new antique shop that just opened yesterday.
Jaejoong walked through the entrance only to see the shop owner grinning at him from behind the cash register.
“Welcome to Goods for Less! I’m Junsu,” the owner walked over to the pretty boy. “Look around and feel free to ask me when you need help.”
Jaejoong nodded and started his browsing. Generally, this place was similar to all the other shops he went to - not many merchandise caught his attention. But as he turned his head to the left and noticed the old-fashioned oil lamp on the very top shelf, he decided that maybe this place was a bit different from the others.
“Hey, can you help me get that?” asked Jaejoong, his finger pointing towards the thing that looked as if it came right out of the Disney movie Aladdin.
“Of course,” Junsu smiled again. “By any chance, do you collect antique trinkets and such?”
“Are you kidding me?” Jaejoong scoffed, “I’m in love with them!”
“Well then, I’ll tell you what. Seeing that you’re my first customer and that you’re also a collector, I’ll give you this lamp for free-”
Junsu was cut off with one of Jaejoong’s puppy squeals.
“But you have to tell me all the details of what happened later. Every single one,”
Jaejoong wrapped his arms tightly around Junsu and squeezed with all his might. When Jaejoong let go, he grabbed the lamp and bounced away happily.
“Don’t forget about my details!” Junsu hollered after his retreating figure and Jaejoong nodded even though he was not quite sure what exactly the little guy was talking about.
~*~*~
The return trip home was all smiles and sunshine for the raven-haired boy. He observed the brass item and decided that he should give it a good polish when he got home.
“What’s with this big, dark spot?” Jaejoong mumbled as he sat back down in front of his kitchen table. The old rag from before magically appeared in his hand again and Jaejoong was back to scrubbing intensely at the trinket.
After a few rubs, Jaejoong pouted grumpily when he realized the spot was actually getting darker and bigger. The boy wiped harder and harder, hands moving in random directions. The rag eventually met its end when Jaejoong rubbed way too hard.
“Would you stop rubbing on that damn thing?”
Jaejoong looked up and saw a floating man lying on a floating carpet.
“What the heck? Who’re you?” Jaejoong screamed on the top of his lungs. It was not everyday where you see floating people on floating carpets…
The floating man sighed and stood up on his floating rug, doing a little bow.
“I’m Yunho, the super awesome, sexy as hell, naturally handsome, able-to-turn-straight-men-gay-and-straight-women-even-straighter, 3000 year old genie!”
Loud cheers erupted through the room and Yunho jumped around, bells jingling noisily from his baggy blue pants.
“Dude, Halloween was two months ago. You’re a bit late…” Jaejoong said unsurely. “And, why do you have bells around your uh…private area?”
The so-called genie stopped dancing and turned to face Jaejoong.
“You mean my crotch? …Or my penis? Anyways-” Yunho started belly dancing on the carpet and shook his hips seductively. His hands ran up and down his sides and he thrust his body forward, his crotch inches away from the tip of Jaejoong’s nose, “My last owner liked belly dancing and I decided that I should learn it too. It’s fun to watch people bathe in my awesomeness when I dance. When I mingle, the bells jingle. ”
Yunho moved closer and pressed Jaejoong’s face against his shaft.
“Oh yeah, right there baby!” Yunho moaned huskily.
His provocative sounds of approval were interrupted when Jaejoong pushed the large body off himself.
“The stupid bells were poking my face. You,” He pointed his finger accusingly at Yunho. “Do not, I repeat, do not want to mess up this work of art.” Jaejoong pointed back at his visage.
“So sorry, dear,” Yunho bent down and stroked Jaejoong’s cheek, “But my, my, your cheek is really soft. What moisturizer do you use?”
Jaejoong swatted Yunho’s palm away. “You get out of my house right now. How’d you even get here in the first place?”
“You rubbed the lamp and interrupted my nap. So I came here to talk to you.”
“How does my rubbing of the lamp have anything to do with you in my house?”
“I live in there and when someone rubs the lamp, this alarm goes off. It won’t stop until I come out to check on you.”
“Why do I need your checking upon?”
Yunho face-palmed and sat back down on his floating rug. “I told you! I’m a genie who lives in there and if you rub that thing, I HAVE TO come out and see what you want! Get it now?”
Yunho sighed again when a look of comprehension flashed appeared on Jaejoong’s face.
“Still, you can leave now.” Jaejoong replied with a frown, “I don’t need genie service.”
“But I’m not allowed to leave unless I complete your wish. That’s the rule so-”
Jaejoong watched in horror as Yunho began singing and dancing “Tell Me Your Wish”.
“SHUT UP!!!” yelled Jaejoong. Yunho already scarred him forever with a belly dance. He didn’t need any further nightmares from a Yunho version of a SNSD song.
“I wasn’t that bad at dancing. You don’t need to scream like that.” Yunho looked at Jaejoong sadly. Suddenly his face lit up, “Oh! Did you prefer my belly-dancing better? Is that why you told me to stop?”
The genie started to swirl his hips and thrust his crotch again. This time it was Jaejoong who sighed.
“Okay, fine. I’ll get you to do something and you disappear from my sight. Got it?”
Jaejoong continued when Yunho bobbed his head in agreement.
“The thing I want you to do is…get the hell out of my house.” Jaejoong smiled victoriously-but started crying when he heard Yunho’s reply.
“I’m not leaving. That’s not a valid wish.” Yunho crossed his arms over his moobs (did I mention he was shirtless all this time?) and stared at Jaejoong with the mess-with-me-and-you-die look.
“Then give me a million bucks.”
“No wishes that have to do with monetary benefits are allowed.”
“I don’t have any other wishes then!” cried Jaejoong, exasperated.
“You have to have some kind of wish,” whined Yunho like a 3-year-old. “Like, I’m half-naked and I’m hot. Don’t you have any wishes that have to do with my body?”
“Yes, that is for you to leave. But you said no.”
“You really need to get laid, man. I can’t believe you can stare at me for so long and not have any reaction. My past owners would have me in bed in a split second.”
“What are you trying to say here? That I have no social life?”
“You know what? Just shut it and come here. I bet the readers are tired of reading about our useless argument anyways.”
Yunho latched his arm around the other man’s tiny waist and pulled him away from the kitchen.
“Where’s your bedroom?” Yunho asked as he glanced right and left.
“I’m not stupid enough to tell you where my bed is so that you can take advantage of me!”
“Didn’t I tell you to zip it?”
“You’re the one who asked me a question!”
Yunho sighed, for the third time, and clamped his hand over the smaller one’s mouth.
“If you choose to be that way, then fine. You’re getting it on the sofa.”
“Nooo!!!! Not my super antique, not to mention expensive, sofa!!!!!!!!” yelled Jaejoong. Well, he tried to. With Yunho’s hand covering his mouth, what came out was a series of muffled sounds. Jaejoong was pushed down onto the soft leather and the hand on his lips was removed.
“Your moobs hit my face. Do I need to stress how important this face is again?”
Yunho flicked his gelled hair and sighed…for the fourth time.
“Just turn around and bend over please. I fuck you, your wish is granted, and I get to go back into my lamp. End of story, problem solved.”
Jaejoong huffed and puffed but followed never less. He took off his pants and boxers and bent over the side of the red leather. A bottle of lube appeared from thin air in the center of Yunho’s palm and he opened the lid, pouring a generous amount over his slim fingers.
“Relax.” He said before pushing his digit into Jaejoong’s entrance. He moved his finger around gently, waiting until Jaejoong got used to the feeling before adding another.
Jaejoong couldn’t contain the pleased moan he let out when he felt pressure being applied onto some spot he can’t name.
Yunho smirked and pressed against Jaejoong’s prostate once more.
“I think you’re ready now.” said Yunho as he removed his fingers.
“Just get the job done and leave.”
“Rush me and I’ll shove my carpet up your ass,” threatened Yunho. Focussing back to the task on hand, he lubricated himself and pressed into Jaejoong, the latter’s body lurching forwards from the force. Yunho allowed time for the smaller man to adjust then did a few shallow thrusts, his bells (which now magically moved to his head) jingling rhythmically.
“Tell me if it hurts anywhere,” the genie cooed as he sat down on the sofa and pulled Jaejoong on his lap. His large hands twined around the other man’s waist as he guided his shaft back into the puckered entrance.
Jaejoong’s arms wound around Yunho’s neck. “Faster,” he breathed.
“Seems like you got tired of pretending you don’t want it, hm?”
The pair stayed in that position for a few minutes before Jaejoong spoke up: “Bedroom’s the second door on the right.”
A gust of wind appeared, and then Jaejoong could feel the fabric of the sofa being replaced by the soft down blanket on his bed.
Yunho didn’t give him long to ponder about his method of transportation however, because he grabbed both of Jaejoong’s thin ankles, brought his knees to his chest and continued on from where they left off.
As their activities came to an end, and Jaejoong’s mind became foggy with tiredness, all he could think of was that he finally knew what details Junsu was talking about.
A/N: I believe this was a plot-bunny from youngwoong from ... three years ago? Ha..Ha..Ha........I'm slow, I know. Ahhh, don't throw the bricks on the face! Not the face! *cries*