Vanilla Espresso Romance- The Epiquel (Ch.5)
From the second he (officially) met Jaejoong, Yunho had actually wondered what touching another man would feel like.
And here, splayed on top of the heavenly being that was too amazingly beautiful to be considered real, the business man finally got to experience everything he had desired to continue since the couple’s first kiss.
Yunho hadn’t the need to ask the blond where the bedroom in his apartment was once they got there- the place was small and cluttered, much like something to expect from any normal college guy; and the predictable layout of the apartment allowed Yunho to lead them both to the bed without once breaking for air as they kissed.
As long as his lips were melded with the blond’s, he would never need air again.
I’m drowning in him.
I hope I never stop sinking.
Jaejoong’s hands, which had been steadily gripping the back of the elder’s neck as he was carried princess-style into the bedroom slipped away as his back hit the softness of the mattress. He sighed as Yunho placed a series of delicate kisses along his jaw, ending with gentle pecks on his nose and forehead.
A soft giggle escaped Jaejoong’s trembling lips, and Yunho noticed the nervous reaction in his boyfriend. Carefully, he swept away the feathery bangs that messily lay across the blond’s eyes, and he spoke in a whisper.
“Hey.”
Bright eyes, a confused expression. Head cocked. “Yunnie?”
Yunho could have sworn he fell a little more in love at the innocent action his partner could convey at such a time as this. “Are you… okay? With this? With us? Cuz we don’t have to if you’re not-“
“You still have chocolate on your face, did you know that?”
“What?” It was Yunho’s turn to be confused.
Jaejoong giggled again, and then leaned his face closer to the older man until his hot tongue trailed a line along the stains of chocolate sauce that were indeed still there after their games in the coffee shop.
A smile. “Delicious.”
In other words…
Yes.
Yunho groaned and felt his eyes roll to the back of his head. “I said it once, and I’ll say it a thousand times: you are a tease, Kim Jaejoong,” he growled.
No stopping now.
The elder positioned his face so that he could place a feather-soft kiss on the man beneath him, a sea of pure entrancement sweeping him away as anxious emotions led him to feel every minute detail of Jaejoong’s tender, plump lips. Honestly, were the blond’s lips always so soft?
Or was Yunho just too caught up in the Everything that Jaejoong meant to him to notice such a small thing?
Or did it even matter?
As his fingers began making smooth circles, playing along the small patch of hair just above his lover’s belt buckle, Yunho decided he could care less. Jaejoong’s skin was like a siren, and the business man-
Well, he was just a sailor, lost forever in a starlit twilight with no hope of return.
Please don’t let me.
It was only raw emotion now- nerve endings and beginnings, simple chemistry.
The second the elder’s hands ran under the blond’s shirt and lifted up, he felt himself getting lost in the creamy expanse of Jaejoong’s stomach and abs. It was an absolute anomaly how he had managed to win the affections of a man who was, in a word…
“Perfect.” The word came out as a moan, and Yunho let himself run searching fingers up and over the lithe muscles that sculpted only one little part of the beauty before him. Touching Jaejoong like this was more than the business man could handle, and Yunho knew his partner felt the same if those needy pants were anything to go by.
Keeping his gaze focused on the face of the man he loved, Yunho tweaked a pert rosy nipple in between his fingers. Jaejoong cried out and buried his face in the bed beneath them both, gasping at the simple touch.
Yes; Jaejoong was pleased by the simplest things.
Yunho gasped out loud, too, as he watched the blond’s mouth open in mid-cry and fought the urge to rip the younger from the confines of the bed and throw him against the wall in hazy lust. It was the single most erotic thing the business man had ever witnessed.
Why hadn’t he noticed Jaejoong sooner, damnit?!
“Yun- Yunho, please,” the blond whimpered as his boyfriend continued pulling and tugging on the nubs.
“What, baby?” Yunho’s voice was husky, and his eyes were enraptured now on Jaejoong’s chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. There was already a light sheen of sweat gracing that pale skin.
God, he looked like an angel.
“Please just- nngh!” A second hand began inching towards the confines of Jaejoong’s pants. “I- I don’t- Oh, my God. You. No shirt. No-“
Yunho didn’t even remember his shirt and pants leaving his body, let alone Jaejoong’s. But everything began to happen so fast, so ridiculously caught up in the glowing perfection of man that he had trapped beneath him he was.
Tanned hands ran over every single inch of skin that the blond now had to offer, and Yunho bit back a strangled scream as the delicate fingers of the other man clutched onto his backside for support. In just boxers, the elder could see very easily just how aroused Jaejoong was- and he was sure the other man could see the same of him.
Questioningly, Yunho moved his hands along the sensitive sides of Jaejoong’s torso, and the blond ground his teeth together as the touch did nothing but make him want more.
“Yunho.” One word. Not a statement, a command.
And the business man was only happy to oblige.
In his entire life, Yunho had never felt the urge to touch another man the way he ever did Jaejoong. And the second his hand swept over the tempting bulge through those loose boxers, he immediately knew if there had ever been a chance of him longing for the feeling of a woman again, it was completely gone now.
Jaejoong shrieked at the addictive friction as Yunho began to pump him through the boxers, biting his lip within an inch of his life so he wouldn’t fill the room with his moans alone. On his own, the student rarely allowed himself the pleasure of releasing his aggravations through masturbation, but when he did it was nothing like this.
“Oh, my God, Jae,” Yunho breathed huskily into his ear. Without hesitation, the business man pulled down the boxers blocking him from what he really wanted to do. In silent awe, he stared at the sight of Jaejoong’s proud length, as pale and beautiful as the rest of him.
A hand trailed along the underside of the younger’s cock, and Jaejoong called out again. His cheeks were flush, his hands tugging on Yunho’s arms as if he was embarrassed by the situation but eager for more. He was pushing and shoving at the same time and it only egged Yunho on.
Another light pump, and then a teasing thumb massaging the slit of the head. Jaejoong bucked his hips into the elder’s hand without even trying, a light swivel accompanying the action that could have launched a billion ships- fuck Helen of Troy- and Yunho could have sworn there was no better sight in the world.
And the best part of it all was that unlike with women, Yunho didn’t have to guess what felt good and what didn’t. He knew.
The elder slowed down his movements, his cock twitching at the needy noise that piqued out of Jaejoong’s mouth as his hands gripped onto the sheets in aggravation at the change of pace. His brow was now completely covered in sweat, those lovely blond strands of hair now drenched a deeper gold in color.
If that got Jaejoong hot, what if he tried-
“Yu- ah, oh, Yunho what are you-“
Yunho’s face was dangerously close to his boyfriend’s hips now, and he smirked. “Jae, I’m going to make you feel good. Alright, baby?”
Unable to form words as the business man now steadily pumped his length- too slow for what he wanted, but enough to create the most delicious friction- Jaejoong nodded and let his head fall back onto the bed in dizzy ecstasy.
Yunho’s lips burned a trail of fiery kisses that began at the base of the student’s hip all the way to the dark curls resting right at his center. Without trying, Jaejoong’s hands whipped up from the bed sheets and grabbed onto Yunho’s hair, but the business man hardly noticed as he paused to nibble and suck at the creamy flesh of the younger’s inner thigh.
“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck,” Jaejoong cursed, his hands gripping even tighter onto the other’s hair.
Yunho laughed, the sound sending vibrations literally zinging right along the blond’s pulsing length. His nose lovingly nuzzled the forming red mark from his previous action, and he spoke. “I’ve never heard you have such a dirty mouth, Jae.”
“Nngh- I don’t- I think- DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING TO ME?!” His back arched off the bed slightly, hips grinding at air. A mewl escaped his lips and he bit his lip again, almost tempting Yunho to slide back up his body to kiss him.
Almost.
The elder grabbed hold of the base of Jaejoong’s cock and shivered at the explosive velvet-like warmth that he was privileged enough to come to contact with. He had never touched another man before- not like this- but he knew without a doubt he would have died a very deprived sheltered person without experiencing the hard, heated flesh in his grip.
“I think I have an idea of what I’m doing to you, yes.” And really, touching yourself was one thing- but giving pleasure to another, specifically someone as perfect as Jaejoong, was satisfying on so many levels it was astounding.
Yunho lifted his eyes to stare down into the student’s wide-eyed ones, feeling pride in the fact that he seemed to be driving Jaejoong completely crazy. He was vaguely aware of the throbbing erection he was sporting at the same time, but watching the blond in ecstasy was like having sex without all the sticky bodily fluids.
Drips of precum were leaking from the tip of Jaejoong’s cock, and the business man made sure to correct his previous thought.
Well, there were still some sticky bodily fluids involved…
Yunho smirked at the pair of dark eyes watching him with rapt attention. “Jae,” he whispered. He knew his breath was teasing his boyfriend’s hardness, his lips positioned close to it just for the purpose.
“C-can I…?” But there was no doubt he was nervous about the next step, as it was completely new to him on the giving end of things-
“Can you…? What? Yunho, what? Whatwhatwhat?” More feral hip movements, earning a moan from Yunho this time as he imagined what it would be like to have his cock trapped inside that amazing body.
“Can I…” The elder didn’t finish the sentence, letting it trail off as his mouth enveloped just the top of Jaejoong’s erection.
“AHH~ Oh, my- fuck yes, you can, Yunho. Anyti- Alwa- oh,” the other shouted out.
Jaejoong didn’t taste anything like what Yunho expected- but then again, he hadn’t had anything to expect to begin with. As he ran his tongue experimentally around the hole of the tip, he took in the savory taste of the blond’s seemingly continuous stream of precum and decided he was not against tasting it again, many times, in the future.
And then he commenced his playful exploration.
A flick of the tongue- a moan.
A suck, a curling taste of the shaft- a pant.
A nibble- needy whimpers.
Determined to hear something more, Yunho enveloped Jaejoong’s length farther into his mouth until he felt like he was going to gag and stopped himself. That earned an outright cry from the blond, who violently bucked his body forward to get more friction from the action.
“Yunho… I’m going to- I’m-“
“Already, baby?” Yunho’s mouth was still wrapped tightly around the younger’s length, and he spoke only because he knew what those deep vibrations could do as they sent waves of pleasure down to his boyfriend’s core.
Jaejoong nodded fiercely, grinding his hips higher and higher to force himself more past Yunho’s sinful lips, but it was to no avail as the elder pushed back on his boyfriend’s form to keep him from moving.
“Come for me,” Yunho breathed. He gripped Jaejoong’s cock and began to pump it in a steady rhythm, all the while keeping his mouth fixed onto the top of the length.
“Y- y- I- oh, fuck, YUNHO!” In no time, the cry was released with a shallow thrust into the air. Jaejoong’s hot seed filled the business man’s mouth, and he let the first few spurts fall to the back of his throat before releasing the length to let more of the white streams stain his hands and Jaejoong’s stomach.
Hot pants filled the room, and the blond was resting against the gentleness of the sheets beneath him, eyes shut tight. Yunho, on the other hand, was watching him- drinking in the resonant glow that seemed to emanate from the love of his life after his first blow job.
It had kind of been Yunho’s, too, in a way.
“Yunnie~” the weak call attracted the business man’s attention. Sliding up the length of the student’s body, Yunho let his hands trail up past Jaejoong’s abdomen, all the way to his muscular abs and cute perky nipples, finally landing in his hair. He placed a soft kiss on the younger’s lips and smiled.
“What, Jae?”
“W-what about you, Yunnie?”
Yunho blushed. This was the part he was unsure of. “I don’t- I don’t know if we should… you look exhausted, Jae.”
The other man opened one eye and giggled weakly. “I am. But… I, um… I want… more.”
“I do, too. But I don’t know how to… you know. With a… guy. And stuff.”
Jaejoong opened both eyes now and pulled Yunho’s lips back to his own, letting his hands trail boldly down towards the elder’s raging erection. Slender fingers pushed away restricting boxers, and were soon wrapped around the neglected length.
OH MY GOD OH MY GOD-
A little pump. Yunho felt like he was going to die from how fucking good that one little motion felt.
“L-like this, Yunnie?” Jaejoong whispered. He was ridiculously inexperienced, it was obvious; but it was rather more of a turn-on than anything else.
“Yeah. Fuck, Jae- wait. You don’t have to-“ Yunho tried to reach for the blond’s hands, but he found it rather hard to stop something that the rest of his body desperately wanted to continue.
Now he was the one bucking in need.
Fuck.
“I-I have it. L-lube I mean. In my drawer. I-if you want it, Yunho.” Jaejoong was very good at saying things that sounded like statements but were really commands. He let go of the elder’s shaft long enough for Yunho to scurry away to a nearby drawer and take out a tiny bottle of lube.
He came back, and Jaejoong eyed the thing like it was a challenge. “Have you ever-?” Yunho began questioning, and Jaejoong shook his head.
“No. Um. I was trying to be prepared just in case, um, we… yeah. Here, I think you-“
Yunho smirked and pushed his boyfriend away gently. “I know what to do with lube, Jae.”
Jaejoong blushed. “That’s not what I meant! I meant- well, with guys you- you have to prepare them. The hole, I mean. Otherwise it hurts.”
An eyebrow cocked. “And where did you learn this, my innocent angel?”
A scowl now. “Yunnie~ I just… I was a teenager once. Duh.” The scowl quickly became a pout.
Yunho pulled Jaejoong in for another kiss, determined to wipe the pout away. Within seconds it became heated, and their tongues played with one another languidly until the elder noticed the blond’s length begin to harden again at the contact.
The sound of the lube bottle popping open captured Jaejoong’s attention and he shivered expectantly at what was to come.
Yunho nodded approvingly at the amount of liquid he placed on his fingers, then pulled his boyfriend in towards him, holding him gently. “Are you gonna be okay, baby?”
Jaejoong gulped, but he didn’t look afraid. He seemed… keenly interested.
“Yes. Please. I want to- Yunho!” The surprised exclamation rang out as the business man found the puckered entrance quickly between his lover’s cheeks without warning him in the least, and the shock quickly turned into a painful kind of pleasure as the finger began probing around inside of him.
Yunho thought he was going to faint from the feeling of Jaejoong’s inner walls clenching around his digit. The blond cried out again, his face scrunched up in pain, and the elder began to cease his motions.
“Jae! Are you okay? What’s the matter, baby?”
The student mewled. “You. Stopped. That’s my. Problem,” he panted out.
“But it hurts-“
“I want this, Yunho. I want you.”
He didn’t have to tell Yunho twice. The concerned man pushed his finger back into his lover’s hole, adding a second finger. It felt instinctual to do so, because he knew that sooner or later something bigger would be filling-
“You’re so… tight,” he murmured in awe, scissoring the digits carefully. Jaejoong made a noise- definitely pained- and Yunho’s other hand was immediately on his length, pumping the silky hardness to relax the blond.
Three fingers were pushed in now, knuckle deep- and Yunho was finding it hard to concentrate on his actions as his lover continuously pushed himself back against the fingers, aching to feel more.
“Yun- ah, hah- I’m- you c-can-“
The fingers stopped completely. Yunho’s cock twitched as he lifted the sticky invaders from Jaejoong’s entrance and gazed at the man, trying to mentally snap a picture: the blond, chest heaving, cheeks unbearably flushed, hands desperately clinging to the bed, beads of sweat lining the unblemished skin of his backside. An innocent angel, a nocturnal demon, a God that demanded attention.
“A-are you sure?” Yunho’s voice squeaked a bit, intimidation evident in his words.
Suddenly, Jaejoong’s hand moved to wrap itself around Yunho’s wrist and he spoke in a low growl. “If you are not in me in the next ten seconds, I’m never making you coffee again.”
I’d rather die.
Not wanting to upset the smaller man, Yunho did as he was told, instantly lubing his shaft and lining it up with the needy red pucker of Jaejoong’s entrance.
Aish, should I just shove in, or give a warning of some sort?
… But who warns their partner, anyway?
Oh, wait, maybe they do when two guys are together- you know, so there are no accidents.
… Wait, what? Accidents? What kind of-
The blond groaned and pushed backwards anxiously. “Yunho~”
Hearing those two simple syllables completely did Yunho in, nerves or no. The business man plunged his length into the tight confines of his boyfriend’s body, actually crying out as the sensation sent shock waves through him. Jaejoong screamed.
“It hurts, Yunho! It- it hurts.”
Yunho made shushing noises, careful not to move an inch once he was completely inside of Jaejoong. “Shh, baby, shh.” He placed a series of kisses along the curve of the blond’s back, moving his hand back down to the other’s cock so he could continue stroking it to reverse the pain of his intrusion.
Jaejoong’s hands gave out from under him and he collapsed onto the bed, his body already shaking from everything that was going on. His hands gripped sheets, knuckles blazing white.
But he never said stop.
“I’m going to move now, okay, Boojae?” The other simply nodded weakly, and the elder moved slowly, eyes crossing at the friction. Galaxies collided, stars bursting behind his eyelids as he thrust shallowly into the body before him, pumping the student’s length in time to his actions.
Jaejoong’s pants became moans quickly enough, and Yunho’s thrusts came much faster and deeper, his hand flying in tandem over and over his lover’s cock as the muscles in his lower back and legs were given a true workout.
A beautiful cry pierced the air as his length hit something inside of Jaejoong, and the younger man’s body began to spasm wildly as the spot was hit again and again by Yunho.
“Yunho, Yunho, Yunho, oh, oh, oh, Yunho!”
The business man watched as the beauty beneath him broke apart into a million pieces, head thrown back in a ferocious display of ecstasy, mouth wide open, tears leaking from the sides of his eyes. Heavy white come lined the bedspread underneath them both, permanently staining it from the night’s activities.
The whole phenomenon was gorgeous and sensual and meaningful and perfect, and it drove Yunho to the brink of his own orgasm as he spurted his come inside of Jaejoong with a loud moan, his lover’s name flowing from his lips in repetition.
Minutes passed until Yunho was calm enough to think properly again, and he lay completely splayed out on the bed, all strength gone from his body. He was physically exhausted but not mentally so, and he was awesomely aware of Jaejoong’s small frame lying- well, more like cuddling- next to him.
“Jae,” Yunho whispered.
The other man made no move or sound, and only deep breathing and a satiated smile replied to his beckoning.
The business man smiled warmly and pulled the younger closer to him, wrapping his arm around Jaejoong’s torso as if he were a delicate doll. He pulled the blond’s head so that it rested on his shoulder and kissed his forehead gently before he too closed his eyes with the hope of sleep overtaking him.
“I will always love you, Kim Jaejoong.”
Yunho whispered it to the unconscious form he held, but he was sure Jaejoong could hear him just the same- because when it came to true love, it really was the heart that listened, not the mind.
“Love you,” he murmured again, the world becoming dark.
Always.
He dreamt of caramel and laughter.
A/N: IT. SUCKS. I’M. SO. SORRY. *CRIES* lmao!! It really is my first smut and I’m sure you all have lots to say about how not bang bang UNF it is, but it was Jae’s first time, so… ><” Sorreh~~ hehe.
UMM. THIS SMUT SCENE ALONE IS 3, 722 WORDS LONG D: For anyone that’s counting no one, that is officially a third of the epiquel. A THIRD. XD
… Soooo, who can’t stop watching Yunho groove to “Beat It” in the MJ This Is It concert? (And who else thinks the fact that the song is called “Beat It” is ironically awkward? XD) I mean, holy crap 0.0” Put him in some tight leather pants and… and… KNJD OY*(%HO *YU*H$*YUH MOAR PLZ YES. ^__^ LOL.
Thanks for all your support, guys!
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