Where We Stand (12)
Title: Where We Stand
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: NC-17
Chapters: 12/ ?
Genre: Romance, Smut (some lovin today)
Summary: His relationship was getting rocky and Yunho didn't know if he wanted to stay with his fiance. Instead of solving their problems, Yunho goes out to the local bar and meets a handsome stranger who listens to him and wonders if this if what a relationship is supposed to be like.
(chapter 1) (chapter 2) (chapter 3) (chapter 4) (chapter 5) (chapter 6 ) (chapter 7) (chapter 8) (chapter 9) (chapter 10) (Chapter 11) (chaptper 12 is below)
Yunho pushed his thick length inside Jaejoong’s tight hole, not stopping till his balls slapped against the pales skin of his lover’s ass. Jaejoong gripped the bars of the headboard, biting his lip as muffled his moans escaped. His head was firm against the pillow on their bed as he concentrated solely on the feelings Yunho was giving him. Yunho’s lips latched onto his neck, sucking at the sensitive spot that had already been marked not so long ago. Their bodies were drenched in sweat and cum as they moved together and the bed creaked beneath them. Yunho pulled out half way before thrusting back in to the hilt, his warm breath spilling onto Jaejoong skin as he moaned from the feeling of tight heat. Yunho’s hand grabbed at the pale flesh of Jaejoong’s thigh, bringing it up to deepen his angle. Jaejoong called out his name as his cock throbbed between them, smearing precum on their abdomens. He loved it when it was like this. His poor body was oversensitive, anywhere Yunho’s skin met his set him on fire. His breathing was uneven. His chest heaved as he felt Yunho push into him again. Jaejoong’s grip on the poor iron tightened as his prostate was abused again, hit repeatedly making his body shiver with pleasure. Yunho stole a kiss, letting his tongue delve into the warm cavern to taste the sweetness inside.
The two were a tangled mess of limbs and sweat, messing up the sheets with their warm seed. Yunho pushing his cock into his lover’s ass and Jaejoong crying out as his body shook from the pleasure of every thrust. In and out Yunho would go, not stopping to catch his breath too high on the ride that was his boyfriend. He felt Jaejoong’s walls tighten around him, his boyfriend was close again. He sped up, letting their hands intertwine as a term of love. Together they rocked back and forth on the bed, moaning out as their senses were overwhelmed by the other. Yunho smirked as his leaned into dominate his boyfriend’s mouth. Jaejoong in return wrapped his legs around Yunho’s waist pulling him closer. “Boo…I’m so…close, ahhh”
Jaejoong was far from coherent. The only response Yunho got was a nod before Jaejoong’s head flew back and he cried out again. They were both so close, their orgasms only on the brink. Yunho turned them over, Jaejoong groaned as he felt Yunho’s cock slide impossibly deeper inside him. His body shook. He was too weak to fuck Yunho’s cock after countless rounds of sex in one day. His nails clawed at Yunho’s chest as he tried to prop himself up. Sweat fell from his forehead. Yunho placed his strong hands on Jaejoong’s waist before lifting the smaller body and impaling it back onto his cock. Jaejoong came back alive as he was able to fuck him self on his boyfriend’s cock. He rode him, up and down, swirling his hips and letting his nails dig into Yunho’s chest at the euphoria. Yunho’s hand gripped his cock. The pulsating flesh throbbed beneath his touch. With one solid pump Jaejoong’s back arched as he came all over Yunho’s chest. The tightness constricted around Yunho’s cock and the male’s hips rose as his back ached also. Together they came. The two bodies stiffened as one shot out and the other shot in, wetting the insides.
Jaejoong collapsed his head safely on Yunho’s chest. Their breathing was labored and both were on the verge of sleep. Yunho’s arms wrapped around Jaejoong’s body, they fell into slumber.
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Jaejoong awoke. There was noise in Yunho’s…no their apartment. His eyes focused on the clock on the night stand next to the bed. It was 4 in the morning, way to early for wither of them to be waking up. So it wasn’t the alarm clock. He couldn’t go back to sleep with the loud noise ringing through hiss brain. BRRRIINNG BRINNNNGGGGG!
Jaejoong lifted himself up, Yunho’s arms slid off of him. Jaejoong blushed at the thought of their activity last night, sex sex, dinner and sex. He pulled himself from Yunho’s cock, sighing at the loss of warmth. He heard Yunho’s groan at the loss of heat. Jaejoong practically fell off the bed in his attempt to leave the bed and stretch at the same time. One his ffet were firmly on the ground his luck with gravity wasn’t looking up. His body was so sore, his legs, his back, his neck, his jaw. He limped to the dresser and picked up the phone. “Hello?”
“:sniff:…Yunho…is that you?”
“No, this is Jaejoong, I can get him if you want.”
“No…I’ll call back later…”
I’ll tell him you called. Who is this?”
“Bom Park”
The words hit Jaejoong like a ton of bricks. Why was she calling. What did she want. Why couldn’t she just leave them alone. He wasn’t afraid of her, he was angry. “Oh, hi. Why are you calling?”
“Tell Yunho I’m pregnant, and the baby’s his”
The anger was gone. “P-pregnant?”
“Yes, tell him to call back if he doesn’t want his baby living on the streets poor and dirty.” ~click~
Pregnant. Bom was Pregnant. The words ran through Jaejoong’s head over and over. Did this mean he was breaking up and family. Jaejoong loved Yunho with all his heart and gave him everything, but a family was one of those things he couldn’t give no matter how hard he tried. The image of Yunho with Bom chasing after a beautiful baby girl or a handsome ran through his head. He went through a lifetime: Yunho at the hospital holding his child for the first time, Yunho hearing his child’s first words, Yunho making sad faces as he sent his child to their first day of school, Yunho sending his kid to college, and Yunho becoming a grandfather resting in the countryside next to Bom as they grew old together. Jaejoong finally took the phone from next to his ear and put it back on the hook. He didn’t want this. He didn’t want to be a home wrecker. He knew what it was like to grow up with just a mother and it was not enough when the father was around. He looked down at himself, naked and covered in dry cum. He became disgusted with himself, robbing a family of their happy life and selfishly keeping Yunho to himself. Jaejoong cried. He sat on the couch and covered his face with his hands as tears and sobs escaped his lips. Ideas formed in his head. If he left now Yunho could still have a chance at that happy family with a child that would look just like him. Jaejoong wiped his face as he went back into their room. He silently got dressed and packed up his clothes. Even if I meant his own unhappiness, Kim Jaejoong was going to give the one he loved the greatest thing he could never give. Jaejoong paused at the door before running back to the kitchen. He arranged the multicolored letters into the words he muttered to Yunho every day before returning to his bags and heading out. It was for the best.
An: wrote this while my family was away at my brother’s football game. My friend asked me to go the ny Korean film festival with her and I was like “hells yeah” I want to go but I will have to do some heavy convincing to my parents. Begging and crying should help. I put some half assed smut in here. anyone who knows me knows i can do better but hey, i only had a half hour.