Stand By You
Title: Stand by you
Pairing: YunHo/JaeJoong; hint of ChangMin/JunSu
Length: One-shot
Genre: Romance, fluff, smut, angst.
Rating: NC 17
Beta: shadowofmyday
A/N: When idea about this fic first came to me, it pretty much seemed like a PWP, but then, a friend of mine showed me this video, where JaeJae kisses his ring during the concert, so, I decided to add a bit of a plot to this porn. ^___^
Summary: "His face brightened in a smile and he turned to the red ocean and his two friends once again - smiling a bit brighter then usual, as he knew, he remembered, he felt - there was someone by his side even now, when there was no one."
Stand by you
Knock knock.
Someone quietly but still audibly tapped at the front door. It was already late and no one came to visit them that late… nor did anyone visit them at all apart from their colleagues/friends from the company. No one was allowed to - simple as that.
Knock knock. Someone knocked again.
“I’ll get it.” ChangMin put down his book with a sigh and stood up, as his hyungs seemed to ignore their guest and continued to blankly stare out of the window, like he did most of the time and ChangMin didn’t mind that. He knew about what or who his hyung was thinking.
He didn’t bother to look who was at the door trough peep-hole and just opened the door. His jaw automatically flew open and all he could do was to stare at the guest wide eyed.
“How many times I have to tell you dongsaeng, that staring, especially with your mouth open like that, ain’t polite?” The slightly taller male, from the two that were now in front of ChangMin, said with a laugh. His slim fingers curled under the younger one’s jaw and closed the other’s still opened mouth. The older one’s hands wrapped around ChangMin’s shoulders and pulled him into a hug, to which the younger one replied slowly, like his limbs were frozen. “Is it only me, or have you grown even taller, dongsaeng?” the dark-haired male said, resting his chin on ChangMin’s shoulder.
“Yah! I want to hug him too, you know!” The shorter male pouted and the older one let go of ChangMin with a smile, disheveling his hair and running his soft hands over the other’s cheeks.
“Your popularity is growing, there’s already a line to hug you.” The older male smiled and stepped aside, so the male standing behind him could wrap his arms around ChangMin’s frame.
ChangMin still felt like he’s frozen and he barely registered that one’s body heat changed to other’s.
His mind seemed to finally process and accept the fact, that his hyungs were there at the very moment and that he finally felt a bit more whole then before.
His grip around the shorter male tightened, making the other chuckle.
“Finally.” The shorter male pulled away, smiling his bright, sun-like smile and melting ChangMin’s frozen limbs more and more.
“Is he home?” a voice right next to ChangMin asked and he nodded in reply. “Good.” The smile in the other’s voice was obvious. Soon footsteps disappeared into the room and silence pierced through the air of the apartment, the same air that seemed incredibly suffocating and overpowering.
“How did you get past the security guards?” ChangMin muttered, his arms still wrapped around the shorter one’s waist, not letting him go, when he could finally hold him again.
“We have our secrets.” The other male smiled, erasing all questions from the other’s mind in a split second. “But hyung is right, you’re taller than before.” He pouted. “Stop growing.” He slightly punched ChangMin’s shoulder and burst in to that familiar laughter that ChangMin missed so much.
“Okay. I’ll stop.” ChangMin finally smiled. “But you should finally start growing, hyung.” He continued and received another punch. “I’m serious JunSu-hyung.” ChangMin laughed at the shorter male pouting in front of him.
“Yah! I am not that short!” JunSu almost screamed and ChangMin closed the other’s mouth with his palm.
“Do you want the whole building to hear that you’re here?” ChangMin uttered, knowing in how much trouble all of them could get if someone would find out. “Immature.” He said and removed his hands from the other’s mouth.
“Speaking about immature, why are those two so quiet?” JunSu changed the subject and asked a bit more quietly.
“Let’s go and see.” ChangMin shrugged his shoulders and took JunSu’s hand in his, entwining their fingers, leading the way to the living room. “Stop.” He whispered and stopped at the end of the hallway.
“Why?” JunSu looked at maknae and glared over the other’s shoulder.
JaeJoong was straddling YunHo’s lap, his arms tightly wrapped around the other’s neck, while YunHo’s arms entwined JaeJoong’s waist, pulling the other’s slender frame as close as possible. Their lips were pressed together in a kiss, both of their frames slightly shaking, like they were trying to contain the emotions that they were hiding from the world all that time.
“Let’s go.” ChangMin whispered and turned around, leading the way back to the door.
“We should meet YooChun. He had to film his drama, so he couldn’t come together with me and hyung.” JunSu said quietly, getting his shoes back on.
“Okay.” ChangMin smiled in anticipation to meet his fourth hyung - the fourth part that made him feel like a human again. He took his jacket from the hanger and entwined his fingers with JunSu’s again.
As silently as possible he opened the doors of the apartment and, out of an old habit, turned the lights off, before he closed the door again.
~♥~
After receiving an assurance from ChangMin that YunHo was home, JaeJoong removed his shoes and quietly went toward the light that obviously shone from the living room.
His heart started to beat at a mad rate, then almost stopped for a moment and then started to race like mad again. His legs seemed to weigh a hundred times more than the did before and it seemed like every move took him forever.
He finally reached the living room, where the man he longed to see was sitting on a simple, black leather couch, staring out through the window to the nightly scenery behind it. His mouth went dry; his throat ached like something was stuck in it and didn’t allow JaeJoong to say a single word, making him suffocate with his own words.
JaeJoong slowly started to walk toward YunHo, who still seemed not to notice his presence and his heart started to dance like mad.
“Who was it?” YunHo’s deep, pleasant voice rang through the unexpectedly thick air of the room. He obviously thought that ChangMin came back.
The knot in JaeJoong’s throat seemed to grow bigger and he barely held himself back from hyperventilating. He took a few, uncertain steps closer and stopped at arm's length from the couch where YunHo was sitting.
“YunHo…” he finally forced others word over his lips and YunHo’s head immediately turned to him, his eyes piercing straight through JaeJoong’s being.
In a split second a hand grabbed JaeJoong by his wrist and pulled him into an embrace that JaeJoong had longed to feel again - the only place he felt safe in the whole world, the only place he felt like he fits in perfectly.
The heat that YunHo radiated entwined JaeJoong and he finally wrapped his hands around the other’s neck, burying his face in the crook of the other’s neck, like being held like this could make everything else go away.
JaeJoong shivered as YunHo’s hands ran over his back, pulling him close, though closer was almost impossible.
He felt YunHo nuzzle his nose in JaeJoong’s hair and inhale his scent, as if he was checking if it changed or stayed the same, his long fingers running through JaeJoong’s hair.
“I’ve finally lost my mind.” YunHo said with a quiet laughter, resting his head against the top of JaeJoong’s head.
“Then, I guess, me too.” JaeJoong replied quietly. “But I don’t mind.” He said and placed a kiss on YunHo’s neck and looking up at the other’s face afterwards.
YunHo’s almond-shaped eyes pierced through JaeJoong’s soul once again, but, in a way, this feeling - when he knew that other could read him like open book and see every single worry, wrong doing, stressful day and tear that has been shed - made him feel alive.
Big, warm hands cupped his cheeks and JaeJoong had to blink few times to focus on the other’s face, as something in him screamed to avoid this contact, so it would be easier to leave again, yet he refused to listen to that voice and let YunHo’s gaze once again take full control of him.
Lips pressed against his and his eyes fluttered shut, his grip around YunHo’s neck getting stronger.
While his mind could still focus on something apart from that insane urge to feel, JaeJoong settled in YunHo’s lap, so his legs would be on either side of the other’s thighs and let the first moan leave his lips, as YunHo’s tongue swept over his lips.
JaeJoong parted his lips, letting the other’s tongue invade his mouth, sending down bolts of electricity as his tongue twisted, swirled and danced along with YunHo’s, turning their kiss a bit sloppy, but just for a moment, as YunHo sucked JaeJoong’s bottom lip in his mouth, nibbling and chewing on the sensitive skin.
Quiet footsteps and whispers were heard somewhere behind JaeJoong’s back, but he couldn’t care less. His fingers started to tangle in YunHo’s hair, pulling them and almost giving YunHo a sign that this is not enough.
The footsteps and voices grew further and soon the light went of and the front door closed, leaving both of them alone in the dark.
YunHo’s hands slowly slid over JaeJoong’s back, then back up, pulling the black v-neck that the other was wearing along.
A shockwave ran through JaeJoong’s system, when YunHo’s hands touched the bare skin on his back, leaving it exposed to the chilly air of the room, until the piece of garment left JaeJoong’s body for good and the warmth of YunHo’s embrace returned, along with soft kisses on JaeJoong’s now fully exposed neck and shoulders.
With shaking hands JaeJoong started to undo the buttons of the other’s shirt, until others hands wrapped around his and YunHo raised them to place a kiss on top of JaeJoong’s palms. With a smile he pulled the shirt over his head and threw it somewhere near JaeJoong’s one, that lay somewhere on the chair near by.
With a groan, that probably echoed around the apartment, YunHo pulled their torsos back together and locked his and JaeJoong’s lips in a kiss once again, this time slower and more controlled than before, savoring the other’s plump lips, enjoying how the other’s body shivered under each touch.
“Let’s go.” YunHo murmured against JaeJoong’s lips as they broke away from the kiss and JaeJoong just nodded in reply, leaving his arms wrapped around YunHo’s neck as they stood up.
He stumbled a little, as the position he was in wasn’t he best one for standing up, but YunHo’s arms were still around his waist, steadying him. With a smile his lips pressed against JaeJoong’s again and he started to lead the way to his bedroom.
They tripped over carpets and doorsteps, and pieces of clothes they took off on their way, yet finally reached YunHo’s room, which was as dark as the rest of the apartment, lit only by the restless lights of the city that danced behind the window.
YunHo led JaeJoong backwards until the back of his knees hit the end of his bed. His arms wrapped around the other’s frame in a stronger grip, pulling JaeJoong onto the bed along with him, until he was lying on his back, JaeJoong pressed against him.
YunHo’s hands ran over JaeJoong’s bare back, sides and barely brushed over his abdomen, making even the smallest cell in JaeJoong’s body shiver with want and undeniable lust. His own hands roamed over YunHo’s upper arms, shoulders and chest, as he sat up and gazed at how the other’s muscles tensed under each touch.
YunHo’s fingers trailed over JaeJoong’s spine and around his neck, cupping his cheek and making JaeJoong look at him.
JaeJoong was sure that he could look at YunHo for hours. He could just look in those eyes and let the younger male to take all his worries away with one smile, let the other take away all the pain with one touch, one kiss.
Placing his elbows on either side of YunHo’s head, JaeJoong leaned over; capturing the other’s lips in yet another kiss.
The younger male’s embrace tightened, pulling JaeJoong’s chest flat against his own, as he rolled them over.
“I missed you.” YunHo whispered, barely audible, placing a kiss on JaeJoong’s neck, his hands gliding over the other’s sides and thighs.
“I missed you too. You can’t even imagine how much.” JaeJoong murmured in reply, running his fingers through the other’s dark brown hair. “And I bet you can’t even imagine how much I want you.” He continued, his hands sliding over the other’s shoulders.
“Probably as much as I want you.” YunHo muttered in reply, pressing his lips against JaeJoong’s collarbones and tracing kisses over other chest, paying extreme attention to the words written on others chest. “You’re still doing that, right?” he asked, as his lips still worshiped the skin, that was now marked with ink.
“Doing what?” JaeJoong asked his breathing a bit heavy.
“Keeping the faith…” YunHo raised his head and looked at JaeJoong.
“Always…” JaeJoong replied with a smile.
YunHo smiled back and placed one last kiss on the marked skin, continuing to leave a trail of kiss over JaeJoong’s chest, his tongue playfully skimming over each nipple or teasing the fosette between JaeJoong’s chest. His lips traced over the other’s abdomen and hipbones, nibbling on them, and then moving on to the other’s creamy thighs, gently caressing and kissing them, leaving few light purple marks once in a while.
Bolts of energy shot trough JaeJoong’s body with each kiss, each touch from YunHo, yet the shots of energy reached a completely new level when YunHo’s tongue swept over the tip of JaeJoong’s erection for the first time.
JaeJoong’s fingers tangled in YunHo’s hair, pulling them and his hips thrust up, yet were pushed down by YunHo’s hands.
The other’s hot mouth closed around the head of JaeJoong’s length and his tongue licked around it, and all that the slightly smaller male could do was moan loudly and needily, as his hips were held down.
YunHo took more of JaeJoong in his mouth and let the blade of his tongue move around the other’s length, teasing the sensitive skin. His hands moved over JaeJoong’s hips, not holding them down so firmly, and to his inner thighs, spreading the other’s legs just a little, as JaeJoong understood the hint and spread his legs himself. He let the other’s member fall out of his mouth with a pop and placed a kiss on the other’s inner thighs, moving closer to the other’s puckered entrance with each kiss.
When the first kiss landed on JaeJoong’s hole, his whole body shook and he started to plead for more, though YunHo barely touched him.
“Okay.” YunHo swept his tongue over the pink hole, groaning in delight, as the muscles tensed from the touch. “Wait a second then.” He continued and moved away from JaeJoong’s body, letting the chilly air hit the other’s skin.
He rolled off the bed and went straight to his nightstand; he quickly opened and closed the first drawer and was right back.
“That was more than a second.” JaeJoong pouted and YunHo leaned over to kiss the pout away.
“Sorry.” He said with a smile and pressed their lips together again.
He opened the bottle of substance he took from the nightstand and poured it first on his fingers and then on JaeJoong’s entrance, making the smaller male shiver from the cold. Still leaving his lips attached to JaeJoong’s, he traced his lubed fingers over the other’s nipples - first one, then the other- swirling them between the slick fingers, making the other moan, and then moving south, ignoring the other’s definitely aching erection and moving straight to the other’s entrance.
With minor adjustment YunHo pushed one of his fingers into the other’s tight body and captured JaeJoong’s moan with his lips.
JaeJoong bent his knees, his hands gripping YunHo’s shoulders as the other started to pump the digit in and out of the other’s body, twisting it until the other’s hole was loose enough. With no warning he added the other finger, which made JaeJoong break away from the sloppy kiss they shared, letting something between a moan and a groan break through his lips and that just encouraged YunHo. He started to move his fingers in and out of the other’s body faster, scissoring them open and soon added the third one.
“No more…” JaeJoong cried out, pushing his hips down, fucking himself on the other’s long digits, as he lost his self-control. “I need you in me… please.” He mewled, gripping his knees.
“Everything you want.” YunHo placed a kiss on JaeJoong’s abdomen and chest, meanwhile stroking his cock with his lubed hand and positioning it right against JaeJoong’s stretched entrance, letting the tip barely push into the other’s body.
JaeJoong rolled his hips down, taking YunHo’s whole length in, as he wasn’t willing to wait. His back arched from the bed and he rolled his hips once again, making YunHo growl low in his throat.
Without any hesitation, YunHo flung JaeJoong’s legs over his forearms and pulled out of the other’s body, so that only the head of his length would be inside the other’s body and then thrust back in. He repeated the move - each thrust slow and deep, enjoying how JaeJoong’s walls pulled his member deeper.
JaeJoong’s blunt nails dug into the other’s forearms, as his whole body filled with energy, which grew only bigger with each YunHo’s movement. His mind went almost blank and the only think he could think of was YunHo - his movements, the fact that he was now in JaeJoong, his skin hot against JaeJoong’s - his whole presence, but it didn’t seem enough.
Gathering the last bits of concentration he had, JaeJoong started to thrust his hips down more, impaling himself on YunHo’s cock, obviously showing that he wanted things faster and YunHo got the hint.
His dingers dug into the other’s skin as he started to thrust faster into the other’s body, this time keeping his movements shallow, yet was powerful and as fast as possible, without going erratic and keeping some sort of rhythm.
YunHo shifted a little and continued to move, meeting JaeJoong’s downward thrusts. The slight change of angle made JaeJoong’s vision go colorless and spotty, as he came hard between their bodies, screaming something that was most likely supposed to be YunHo’s name, but sounded more like just similar sounds that mixed together.
YunHo slowed down his thrusts, enjoying the way the other’s body clenched around him, draining him from his release. He let go of the other’s legs, letting them fall on the bed and slipped out of JaeJoong, though he wouldn’t mind to stay buried in the other’s body just a bit longer… or till the end of time.
He lazily crawled next to the now totally exhausted JaeJoong, gathering the other’s sweaty frame in his embrace and pulling a blanket, which for some unknown reason was on the floor, over their bodies.
“YunHo…” JaeJoong slowly raised his head from the other’s chest. YunHo’s eyes were closed and it seemed like he was asleep, yet JaeJoong received a quite ‘mmm’ as a reply. “Nothing. It could wait till morning.” He said with a smile and nuzzled back into the other’s embrace.
“You’re staying till morning?” YunHo suddenly was more than awake, staring wide eyed at JaeJoong.
“Yeah. Or do you…” JaeJoong nodded and didn’t manage to finish his sentence as YunHo’s lips pressed against his.
“Thank God.” YunHo rested his forehead against JaeJoong’s. “More than anything I miss holding you.” He muttered and pressed a kiss on the tip of JaeJoong’s nose. “What did you want to say?” He asked.
“That I love you.” JaeJoong murmured.
“Say that again and louder.” YunHo took JaeJoong’s face in his hands and forced the other to look at him.
“I love you.” JaeJoong repeated. “And I really miss you next to me.” He continued.
“But I’m always with you.” YunHo said with a smile. “Wait.” He pressed a kiss on JaeJoong’s forehead and got out of the bed.
He moved over the room to a shelf, which was next to the opposite wall, tripping over something on the floor.
“Your room is in a total mess again, right?” JaeJoong said with laughter and propped up on his elbow.
“A bit.” YunHo laughed and continued to search something on the shelf. “Aha!” He cheered and returned to the bed and turned the lamp on the nightstand on. “I was feeling a bit down some time ago, so I bought these.” He said and opened a box that he obviously took from the shelf.
He took JaeJoong’s left hand in his and kissed the top of the palm, before he put a pretty simple ring on JaeJoong’s ring-finger, yet the ring almost slipped off.
“How can this be.” YunHo frowned and took the ring of JaeJoong’s finger and compared it to the other one in the box, that was, obviously, a bit bigger. “I swear I bought your size.” He murmured and looked at JaeJoong who seemed a bit confused, but not as much as YunHo. “How could I screw up like this…” YunHo murmured.
“You didn’t screw anything up.” JaeJoong took the ring from YunHo and out it on his middle finger. “My ring size changed a bit since we last met.” He said with a smile and let YunHo take his hand again.
YunHo carefully inspected the other’s hands, caressing the top of the palm.
“That’s not good, if your ring size changed.” He muttered.
“That’s okay.” JaeJoong smiled and pecked YunHo’s lips. “Maybe with time I will get the old ring size back.” He smiled again and all that YunHo could do was smile back.
“I love you.” YunHo caressed JaeJoong’s cheek, kissing the other’s lips.
“Love you too.” JaeJoong smiled and pulled YunHo back under the blankets.
“Promise me to always remember one thing.” YunHo said, lowering over JaeJoong.
“What?” JaeJoong asked, as his hands took their rightful place around YunHo’s neck.
“I am always standing by your side, remember that.” The younger male said, his eyes piercing JaeJoong’s soul again.
“I will.” JaeJoong nodded and nuzzled into the other’s embrace as soon as YunHo turned off the light and hugged him in his warm, bear-like hug.
~♥~
The cheers were almost loud enough, so the sound of JunSu’s and YooChun’s voice would disappear in the dark of the stadium, which was filled with thousands of red lights.
With a smile JaeJoong wrapped his hands around YooChun and then around JunSu, though the memory of a tall, lean frame pulling him close and beautiful, mismatched eye smile invaded his mind from nowhere, along with another image, that always was the brightest one in JaeJoong’s memories - almond shaped eyes, a blinding smile and warmth, that kept JaeJoong moving when things went erratic.
He glanced at the ring, that was now on his finger and pressed his lips against it, nine words ringing trough his mind clearly.
“I am always standing by your side, remember that.”
His face brightened in a smile and he turned to the red ocean and his two friends once again - smiling a bit brighter then usual, as he knew, he remembered, he felt - there was someone by his side even now, when there was no one.
Pairing: YunHo/JaeJoong; hint of ChangMin/JunSu
Length: One-shot
Genre: Romance, fluff, smut, angst.
Rating: NC 17
Beta: shadowofmyday
A/N: When idea about this fic first came to me, it pretty much seemed like a PWP, but then, a friend of mine showed me this video, where JaeJae kisses his ring during the concert, so, I decided to add a bit of a plot to this porn. ^___^
Summary: "His face brightened in a smile and he turned to the red ocean and his two friends once again - smiling a bit brighter then usual, as he knew, he remembered, he felt - there was someone by his side even now, when there was no one."
Stand by you
Knock knock.
Someone quietly but still audibly tapped at the front door. It was already late and no one came to visit them that late… nor did anyone visit them at all apart from their colleagues/friends from the company. No one was allowed to - simple as that.
Knock knock. Someone knocked again.
“I’ll get it.” ChangMin put down his book with a sigh and stood up, as his hyungs seemed to ignore their guest and continued to blankly stare out of the window, like he did most of the time and ChangMin didn’t mind that. He knew about what or who his hyung was thinking.
He didn’t bother to look who was at the door trough peep-hole and just opened the door. His jaw automatically flew open and all he could do was to stare at the guest wide eyed.
“How many times I have to tell you dongsaeng, that staring, especially with your mouth open like that, ain’t polite?” The slightly taller male, from the two that were now in front of ChangMin, said with a laugh. His slim fingers curled under the younger one’s jaw and closed the other’s still opened mouth. The older one’s hands wrapped around ChangMin’s shoulders and pulled him into a hug, to which the younger one replied slowly, like his limbs were frozen. “Is it only me, or have you grown even taller, dongsaeng?” the dark-haired male said, resting his chin on ChangMin’s shoulder.
“Yah! I want to hug him too, you know!” The shorter male pouted and the older one let go of ChangMin with a smile, disheveling his hair and running his soft hands over the other’s cheeks.
“Your popularity is growing, there’s already a line to hug you.” The older male smiled and stepped aside, so the male standing behind him could wrap his arms around ChangMin’s frame.
ChangMin still felt like he’s frozen and he barely registered that one’s body heat changed to other’s.
His mind seemed to finally process and accept the fact, that his hyungs were there at the very moment and that he finally felt a bit more whole then before.
His grip around the shorter male tightened, making the other chuckle.
“Finally.” The shorter male pulled away, smiling his bright, sun-like smile and melting ChangMin’s frozen limbs more and more.
“Is he home?” a voice right next to ChangMin asked and he nodded in reply. “Good.” The smile in the other’s voice was obvious. Soon footsteps disappeared into the room and silence pierced through the air of the apartment, the same air that seemed incredibly suffocating and overpowering.
“How did you get past the security guards?” ChangMin muttered, his arms still wrapped around the shorter one’s waist, not letting him go, when he could finally hold him again.
“We have our secrets.” The other male smiled, erasing all questions from the other’s mind in a split second. “But hyung is right, you’re taller than before.” He pouted. “Stop growing.” He slightly punched ChangMin’s shoulder and burst in to that familiar laughter that ChangMin missed so much.
“Okay. I’ll stop.” ChangMin finally smiled. “But you should finally start growing, hyung.” He continued and received another punch. “I’m serious JunSu-hyung.” ChangMin laughed at the shorter male pouting in front of him.
“Yah! I am not that short!” JunSu almost screamed and ChangMin closed the other’s mouth with his palm.
“Do you want the whole building to hear that you’re here?” ChangMin uttered, knowing in how much trouble all of them could get if someone would find out. “Immature.” He said and removed his hands from the other’s mouth.
“Speaking about immature, why are those two so quiet?” JunSu changed the subject and asked a bit more quietly.
“Let’s go and see.” ChangMin shrugged his shoulders and took JunSu’s hand in his, entwining their fingers, leading the way to the living room. “Stop.” He whispered and stopped at the end of the hallway.
“Why?” JunSu looked at maknae and glared over the other’s shoulder.
JaeJoong was straddling YunHo’s lap, his arms tightly wrapped around the other’s neck, while YunHo’s arms entwined JaeJoong’s waist, pulling the other’s slender frame as close as possible. Their lips were pressed together in a kiss, both of their frames slightly shaking, like they were trying to contain the emotions that they were hiding from the world all that time.
“Let’s go.” ChangMin whispered and turned around, leading the way back to the door.
“We should meet YooChun. He had to film his drama, so he couldn’t come together with me and hyung.” JunSu said quietly, getting his shoes back on.
“Okay.” ChangMin smiled in anticipation to meet his fourth hyung - the fourth part that made him feel like a human again. He took his jacket from the hanger and entwined his fingers with JunSu’s again.
As silently as possible he opened the doors of the apartment and, out of an old habit, turned the lights off, before he closed the door again.
~♥~
After receiving an assurance from ChangMin that YunHo was home, JaeJoong removed his shoes and quietly went toward the light that obviously shone from the living room.
His heart started to beat at a mad rate, then almost stopped for a moment and then started to race like mad again. His legs seemed to weigh a hundred times more than the did before and it seemed like every move took him forever.
He finally reached the living room, where the man he longed to see was sitting on a simple, black leather couch, staring out through the window to the nightly scenery behind it. His mouth went dry; his throat ached like something was stuck in it and didn’t allow JaeJoong to say a single word, making him suffocate with his own words.
JaeJoong slowly started to walk toward YunHo, who still seemed not to notice his presence and his heart started to dance like mad.
“Who was it?” YunHo’s deep, pleasant voice rang through the unexpectedly thick air of the room. He obviously thought that ChangMin came back.
The knot in JaeJoong’s throat seemed to grow bigger and he barely held himself back from hyperventilating. He took a few, uncertain steps closer and stopped at arm's length from the couch where YunHo was sitting.
“YunHo…” he finally forced others word over his lips and YunHo’s head immediately turned to him, his eyes piercing straight through JaeJoong’s being.
In a split second a hand grabbed JaeJoong by his wrist and pulled him into an embrace that JaeJoong had longed to feel again - the only place he felt safe in the whole world, the only place he felt like he fits in perfectly.
The heat that YunHo radiated entwined JaeJoong and he finally wrapped his hands around the other’s neck, burying his face in the crook of the other’s neck, like being held like this could make everything else go away.
JaeJoong shivered as YunHo’s hands ran over his back, pulling him close, though closer was almost impossible.
He felt YunHo nuzzle his nose in JaeJoong’s hair and inhale his scent, as if he was checking if it changed or stayed the same, his long fingers running through JaeJoong’s hair.
“I’ve finally lost my mind.” YunHo said with a quiet laughter, resting his head against the top of JaeJoong’s head.
“Then, I guess, me too.” JaeJoong replied quietly. “But I don’t mind.” He said and placed a kiss on YunHo’s neck and looking up at the other’s face afterwards.
YunHo’s almond-shaped eyes pierced through JaeJoong’s soul once again, but, in a way, this feeling - when he knew that other could read him like open book and see every single worry, wrong doing, stressful day and tear that has been shed - made him feel alive.
Big, warm hands cupped his cheeks and JaeJoong had to blink few times to focus on the other’s face, as something in him screamed to avoid this contact, so it would be easier to leave again, yet he refused to listen to that voice and let YunHo’s gaze once again take full control of him.
Lips pressed against his and his eyes fluttered shut, his grip around YunHo’s neck getting stronger.
While his mind could still focus on something apart from that insane urge to feel, JaeJoong settled in YunHo’s lap, so his legs would be on either side of the other’s thighs and let the first moan leave his lips, as YunHo’s tongue swept over his lips.
JaeJoong parted his lips, letting the other’s tongue invade his mouth, sending down bolts of electricity as his tongue twisted, swirled and danced along with YunHo’s, turning their kiss a bit sloppy, but just for a moment, as YunHo sucked JaeJoong’s bottom lip in his mouth, nibbling and chewing on the sensitive skin.
Quiet footsteps and whispers were heard somewhere behind JaeJoong’s back, but he couldn’t care less. His fingers started to tangle in YunHo’s hair, pulling them and almost giving YunHo a sign that this is not enough.
The footsteps and voices grew further and soon the light went of and the front door closed, leaving both of them alone in the dark.
YunHo’s hands slowly slid over JaeJoong’s back, then back up, pulling the black v-neck that the other was wearing along.
A shockwave ran through JaeJoong’s system, when YunHo’s hands touched the bare skin on his back, leaving it exposed to the chilly air of the room, until the piece of garment left JaeJoong’s body for good and the warmth of YunHo’s embrace returned, along with soft kisses on JaeJoong’s now fully exposed neck and shoulders.
With shaking hands JaeJoong started to undo the buttons of the other’s shirt, until others hands wrapped around his and YunHo raised them to place a kiss on top of JaeJoong’s palms. With a smile he pulled the shirt over his head and threw it somewhere near JaeJoong’s one, that lay somewhere on the chair near by.
With a groan, that probably echoed around the apartment, YunHo pulled their torsos back together and locked his and JaeJoong’s lips in a kiss once again, this time slower and more controlled than before, savoring the other’s plump lips, enjoying how the other’s body shivered under each touch.
“Let’s go.” YunHo murmured against JaeJoong’s lips as they broke away from the kiss and JaeJoong just nodded in reply, leaving his arms wrapped around YunHo’s neck as they stood up.
He stumbled a little, as the position he was in wasn’t he best one for standing up, but YunHo’s arms were still around his waist, steadying him. With a smile his lips pressed against JaeJoong’s again and he started to lead the way to his bedroom.
They tripped over carpets and doorsteps, and pieces of clothes they took off on their way, yet finally reached YunHo’s room, which was as dark as the rest of the apartment, lit only by the restless lights of the city that danced behind the window.
YunHo led JaeJoong backwards until the back of his knees hit the end of his bed. His arms wrapped around the other’s frame in a stronger grip, pulling JaeJoong onto the bed along with him, until he was lying on his back, JaeJoong pressed against him.
YunHo’s hands ran over JaeJoong’s bare back, sides and barely brushed over his abdomen, making even the smallest cell in JaeJoong’s body shiver with want and undeniable lust. His own hands roamed over YunHo’s upper arms, shoulders and chest, as he sat up and gazed at how the other’s muscles tensed under each touch.
YunHo’s fingers trailed over JaeJoong’s spine and around his neck, cupping his cheek and making JaeJoong look at him.
JaeJoong was sure that he could look at YunHo for hours. He could just look in those eyes and let the younger male to take all his worries away with one smile, let the other take away all the pain with one touch, one kiss.
Placing his elbows on either side of YunHo’s head, JaeJoong leaned over; capturing the other’s lips in yet another kiss.
The younger male’s embrace tightened, pulling JaeJoong’s chest flat against his own, as he rolled them over.
“I missed you.” YunHo whispered, barely audible, placing a kiss on JaeJoong’s neck, his hands gliding over the other’s sides and thighs.
“I missed you too. You can’t even imagine how much.” JaeJoong murmured in reply, running his fingers through the other’s dark brown hair. “And I bet you can’t even imagine how much I want you.” He continued, his hands sliding over the other’s shoulders.
“Probably as much as I want you.” YunHo muttered in reply, pressing his lips against JaeJoong’s collarbones and tracing kisses over other chest, paying extreme attention to the words written on others chest. “You’re still doing that, right?” he asked, as his lips still worshiped the skin, that was now marked with ink.
“Doing what?” JaeJoong asked his breathing a bit heavy.
“Keeping the faith…” YunHo raised his head and looked at JaeJoong.
“Always…” JaeJoong replied with a smile.
YunHo smiled back and placed one last kiss on the marked skin, continuing to leave a trail of kiss over JaeJoong’s chest, his tongue playfully skimming over each nipple or teasing the fosette between JaeJoong’s chest. His lips traced over the other’s abdomen and hipbones, nibbling on them, and then moving on to the other’s creamy thighs, gently caressing and kissing them, leaving few light purple marks once in a while.
Bolts of energy shot trough JaeJoong’s body with each kiss, each touch from YunHo, yet the shots of energy reached a completely new level when YunHo’s tongue swept over the tip of JaeJoong’s erection for the first time.
JaeJoong’s fingers tangled in YunHo’s hair, pulling them and his hips thrust up, yet were pushed down by YunHo’s hands.
The other’s hot mouth closed around the head of JaeJoong’s length and his tongue licked around it, and all that the slightly smaller male could do was moan loudly and needily, as his hips were held down.
YunHo took more of JaeJoong in his mouth and let the blade of his tongue move around the other’s length, teasing the sensitive skin. His hands moved over JaeJoong’s hips, not holding them down so firmly, and to his inner thighs, spreading the other’s legs just a little, as JaeJoong understood the hint and spread his legs himself. He let the other’s member fall out of his mouth with a pop and placed a kiss on the other’s inner thighs, moving closer to the other’s puckered entrance with each kiss.
When the first kiss landed on JaeJoong’s hole, his whole body shook and he started to plead for more, though YunHo barely touched him.
“Okay.” YunHo swept his tongue over the pink hole, groaning in delight, as the muscles tensed from the touch. “Wait a second then.” He continued and moved away from JaeJoong’s body, letting the chilly air hit the other’s skin.
He rolled off the bed and went straight to his nightstand; he quickly opened and closed the first drawer and was right back.
“That was more than a second.” JaeJoong pouted and YunHo leaned over to kiss the pout away.
“Sorry.” He said with a smile and pressed their lips together again.
He opened the bottle of substance he took from the nightstand and poured it first on his fingers and then on JaeJoong’s entrance, making the smaller male shiver from the cold. Still leaving his lips attached to JaeJoong’s, he traced his lubed fingers over the other’s nipples - first one, then the other- swirling them between the slick fingers, making the other moan, and then moving south, ignoring the other’s definitely aching erection and moving straight to the other’s entrance.
With minor adjustment YunHo pushed one of his fingers into the other’s tight body and captured JaeJoong’s moan with his lips.
JaeJoong bent his knees, his hands gripping YunHo’s shoulders as the other started to pump the digit in and out of the other’s body, twisting it until the other’s hole was loose enough. With no warning he added the other finger, which made JaeJoong break away from the sloppy kiss they shared, letting something between a moan and a groan break through his lips and that just encouraged YunHo. He started to move his fingers in and out of the other’s body faster, scissoring them open and soon added the third one.
“No more…” JaeJoong cried out, pushing his hips down, fucking himself on the other’s long digits, as he lost his self-control. “I need you in me… please.” He mewled, gripping his knees.
“Everything you want.” YunHo placed a kiss on JaeJoong’s abdomen and chest, meanwhile stroking his cock with his lubed hand and positioning it right against JaeJoong’s stretched entrance, letting the tip barely push into the other’s body.
JaeJoong rolled his hips down, taking YunHo’s whole length in, as he wasn’t willing to wait. His back arched from the bed and he rolled his hips once again, making YunHo growl low in his throat.
Without any hesitation, YunHo flung JaeJoong’s legs over his forearms and pulled out of the other’s body, so that only the head of his length would be inside the other’s body and then thrust back in. He repeated the move - each thrust slow and deep, enjoying how JaeJoong’s walls pulled his member deeper.
JaeJoong’s blunt nails dug into the other’s forearms, as his whole body filled with energy, which grew only bigger with each YunHo’s movement. His mind went almost blank and the only think he could think of was YunHo - his movements, the fact that he was now in JaeJoong, his skin hot against JaeJoong’s - his whole presence, but it didn’t seem enough.
Gathering the last bits of concentration he had, JaeJoong started to thrust his hips down more, impaling himself on YunHo’s cock, obviously showing that he wanted things faster and YunHo got the hint.
His dingers dug into the other’s skin as he started to thrust faster into the other’s body, this time keeping his movements shallow, yet was powerful and as fast as possible, without going erratic and keeping some sort of rhythm.
YunHo shifted a little and continued to move, meeting JaeJoong’s downward thrusts. The slight change of angle made JaeJoong’s vision go colorless and spotty, as he came hard between their bodies, screaming something that was most likely supposed to be YunHo’s name, but sounded more like just similar sounds that mixed together.
YunHo slowed down his thrusts, enjoying the way the other’s body clenched around him, draining him from his release. He let go of the other’s legs, letting them fall on the bed and slipped out of JaeJoong, though he wouldn’t mind to stay buried in the other’s body just a bit longer… or till the end of time.
He lazily crawled next to the now totally exhausted JaeJoong, gathering the other’s sweaty frame in his embrace and pulling a blanket, which for some unknown reason was on the floor, over their bodies.
“YunHo…” JaeJoong slowly raised his head from the other’s chest. YunHo’s eyes were closed and it seemed like he was asleep, yet JaeJoong received a quite ‘mmm’ as a reply. “Nothing. It could wait till morning.” He said with a smile and nuzzled back into the other’s embrace.
“You’re staying till morning?” YunHo suddenly was more than awake, staring wide eyed at JaeJoong.
“Yeah. Or do you…” JaeJoong nodded and didn’t manage to finish his sentence as YunHo’s lips pressed against his.
“Thank God.” YunHo rested his forehead against JaeJoong’s. “More than anything I miss holding you.” He muttered and pressed a kiss on the tip of JaeJoong’s nose. “What did you want to say?” He asked.
“That I love you.” JaeJoong murmured.
“Say that again and louder.” YunHo took JaeJoong’s face in his hands and forced the other to look at him.
“I love you.” JaeJoong repeated. “And I really miss you next to me.” He continued.
“But I’m always with you.” YunHo said with a smile. “Wait.” He pressed a kiss on JaeJoong’s forehead and got out of the bed.
He moved over the room to a shelf, which was next to the opposite wall, tripping over something on the floor.
“Your room is in a total mess again, right?” JaeJoong said with laughter and propped up on his elbow.
“A bit.” YunHo laughed and continued to search something on the shelf. “Aha!” He cheered and returned to the bed and turned the lamp on the nightstand on. “I was feeling a bit down some time ago, so I bought these.” He said and opened a box that he obviously took from the shelf.
He took JaeJoong’s left hand in his and kissed the top of the palm, before he put a pretty simple ring on JaeJoong’s ring-finger, yet the ring almost slipped off.
“How can this be.” YunHo frowned and took the ring of JaeJoong’s finger and compared it to the other one in the box, that was, obviously, a bit bigger. “I swear I bought your size.” He murmured and looked at JaeJoong who seemed a bit confused, but not as much as YunHo. “How could I screw up like this…” YunHo murmured.
“You didn’t screw anything up.” JaeJoong took the ring from YunHo and out it on his middle finger. “My ring size changed a bit since we last met.” He said with a smile and let YunHo take his hand again.
YunHo carefully inspected the other’s hands, caressing the top of the palm.
“That’s not good, if your ring size changed.” He muttered.
“That’s okay.” JaeJoong smiled and pecked YunHo’s lips. “Maybe with time I will get the old ring size back.” He smiled again and all that YunHo could do was smile back.
“I love you.” YunHo caressed JaeJoong’s cheek, kissing the other’s lips.
“Love you too.” JaeJoong smiled and pulled YunHo back under the blankets.
“Promise me to always remember one thing.” YunHo said, lowering over JaeJoong.
“What?” JaeJoong asked, as his hands took their rightful place around YunHo’s neck.
“I am always standing by your side, remember that.” The younger male said, his eyes piercing JaeJoong’s soul again.
“I will.” JaeJoong nodded and nuzzled into the other’s embrace as soon as YunHo turned off the light and hugged him in his warm, bear-like hug.
~♥~
The cheers were almost loud enough, so the sound of JunSu’s and YooChun’s voice would disappear in the dark of the stadium, which was filled with thousands of red lights.
With a smile JaeJoong wrapped his hands around YooChun and then around JunSu, though the memory of a tall, lean frame pulling him close and beautiful, mismatched eye smile invaded his mind from nowhere, along with another image, that always was the brightest one in JaeJoong’s memories - almond shaped eyes, a blinding smile and warmth, that kept JaeJoong moving when things went erratic.
He glanced at the ring, that was now on his finger and pressed his lips against it, nine words ringing trough his mind clearly.
“I am always standing by your side, remember that.”
His face brightened in a smile and he turned to the red ocean and his two friends once again - smiling a bit brighter then usual, as he knew, he remembered, he felt - there was someone by his side even now, when there was no one.