Driven to the Edge of Passion (Prologue)
Title: Driven to the Edge of Passion (Why Did I Fall in Love With You?) [Prologue]
Authoress: aeries_amethyst
Genre: Angst, Romance, Drama, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: YunJae
Chapter: (Prologue)
Status: Incomplete
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Summary: She was more than just his friend...She was his girlfriend. He was just the best friend...With benefits, but that was just the nicer way of referring to him as the "fuck buddy". It was just supposed to be a "no strings attached" relationship. So how the hell did love get involved in the midst of everything?
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Disclaimer: I owneth nothing, if not anything at all...Wait...Is that even grammatically correct? o_O Bottom line, I own neither TVXQ nor YunJae, they own themselves!!!
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Flashing lights, loud techno music that got your blood pumping, sexy exotic dancers, a cool modern setting and enough liquor to send you into a drunken stupor so intense that you'd get sent to the hospital and back a hundred times over. The scent of sex, sweat, smoke and alcohol hung in the air.
The place was alive and crawling with excitement. This place made him come alive. This place made him feel alive. This was his haven, his escape from the world. He loved every waking moment of it.
The "Black Dragon", as the club was called, was packed to the brim with countless sweaty writhing bodies that moved in unison with the booming music. It was a typical weekend, the party goers slinking in and out of the large red velvet doors and into one of the most popular and exclusive clubs in all of South Korea. Things like status, titles, money or power were meaningless here. They were unnecessary burdens - weights that needed to be tossed away. He could be completely free and reckless here and no one would care...And that's why he loved it. His perfect getaway. A place where he could be just another unknown in a world devoted purely to different sensations. Here he didn't have to think...Just feel - feel the world around him pulse with energy and excitement. Here he could taste - he could hear - he could see...
He wanted to get lost in the rapture. He wanted to lose control - to free himself from his confines - to be himself.
Here he was neither Kim Jaejoong nor Hero. Here, he was just another soul getting caught up in the rhythm of the club. The DJ was the magician and they were caught under his spell.
His dark hair was tinted a wine red was cut in a short sleek trendy style and shone a deep violet under the bright electric blue lights. Dressed to perfection in a low cut black and white striped cotton "V" neck shirt lined with buttons at the front and exposed his pale broad muscular chest, snug dark denim jeans (with silver chains hanging off the side) that sucked on to his toned thighs and midnight blue leather boots to top off his look with a bit of bad ass. He looked sinfully delicious and knew it. He knew how much anybody who was anybody would want to take him him for the night. He was just that tempting. So why should be selfish and hold himself back from all those who wanted a taste of him? It would be so unfair to restrain himself, so he let them come to him, like moths to a flame.
He was sandwiched between two sweat-slicked bodies on the dance floor, their hands roaming up and down his toned body as he grinded against them shamelessly. Was it a girl and a guy? On second thought, maybe it was two girls or even two guys? Well, it didn't matter to him too much. He was in his zone right now.
The beat was pounding in his eardrums. There was a haze in his mind and there was a silent kind of buzz in his ears, his thoughts were an incoherent mess, but that was what drinking too much did to you. He felt free and unrestrained, even if he was completely aware of all the lustful eyes upon him.
He was proudly marking his territory...Until two strong muscular hands tugged him from his sweaty embrace and off the dance floor. His partners were disheartened at his absence, but they soon sauntered off to find their next target. He pouted at their departure, but shrugged it off...There will always be others...
Not feeling put off in the least, he settled his long arms around the neck of his "captor" and continued to sway to the beat. The scent of sandalwood, jade with a hint of fresh mint graced his senses and oh...He knew this scent and god did he love it, but not more than the person wearing it. He raised his head to nuzzle his face into the nape of his captor's neck to breathe in more of his addictive scent.
"Come on Joongie, time to go," came the familiar husky voice of the leader, an amused but tired look etched into his face. Jaejoong hummed in response but said nothing, choosing to slide his hands down up and down his back and continue to revel in his unique scent. He wasn't anywhere near ready as of yet. He had his own agenda up his sleeve for tonight. In fact, his night had barely even started.
"Dance with me, Yunnie," he purred into his ear, before teasingly tracing the lobe with his tongue. A shiver ran down the taller man's spine as he tried to pull away, but alas, Jae had an iron grip. He knew that Jaejoong got quite, affectionate when he was drunk, but he hadn't foreseen that...Neither did he predict that the older man would start nibbling on his ear in a way that felt oh so good. He had to bite back the groan that nearly escaped his lips.
Why were they still dancing? They should be leaving now. Jaejoong was obviously drunk, so why couldn't he will his arms to let go of his small waist? The beautiful man in his arms was truly magnetic, he couldn't distance himself from him.
For just the standard duty of "chauffeur to the drunk and delusional" (aka Jaejoong), he wasn't dressed too plainly; donning an olive green long sleeved dress shirt with a golden hawk on the left breast, baggy faded denim jeans, steel gray converse high tops and a beige plaid fedora atop his head. Just because he was hauling Jae's ass back home didn't mean that he wanted to go around looking like a hobo. He had way more dignity than that. As the responsible one and the leader, some how he ended up with babysitting duty whenever his members attempted to go out partying, clubbing or just drinking in a bar. Jaejoong, was always being the most difficult one for different reasons...
The longer they spent on the dance floor was the longer he wanted to hold the lead singer in his arms and the longer it would take for them to get home...And he would not waste any more time here, as inviting as the thought was. They needed to leave now before they ended up doing something that they'd both regret. Yunho could not risk the chance of giving into Jaejoong in such a place like this. He would not be the one to take advantage of an obviously drunk man and his best friend.
He disentangled himself from the shorter man and pulled him along by the hand, keeping him at an arm's length. Jaejoong pouted at the loss of heat but followed his leader along silently. He watched Yunho silently through his long dark eyelashes, admiring his backside with a satisfied smirk. He looked just as good from the back as he did from the front.
Once they reached the outside, the cool crisp night air was a fresh awakening from the heavy atmosphere inside the confines of the club. Yunho stretched languidly, letting go of Jaejoong's hand to raise his arms above his head. Fresh air was always good. Out of the corner of his eye, the shorter brunette watched his every move carefully with lustful eyes, noting the way each and muscle in his body rippled...The sexy, underlying strength buried deep within. He wanted a taste of it. He wanted to tap into Yunho's wild side and unleash his inner beast.
Yunho had so much sexual potential and so much pent up emotions, but he usually saved that for the stage. Jaejoong wouldn't have that, he wanted to see all of him completely undone and before his eyes. He wanted to feel every inch of skin beneath his fingertips - to taste and lick every part of him - to kiss his plump full lips - to hear every moan, scream, groan, gasp, sigh...every sound that he could make - to see his face when they fucked, when he came, when he was caught up in ecstasy, when he basked in the afterglow of their sex and when he finally slept from the exhaustion of a good romp.
He wanted all of it. He wanted all of Yunho...Everything.
Sure, the lead singer may have been drunk as hell and thus his judgement was definitely out of whack (along with his bodily functions), but that didn't stop him from realizing what he wanted. If anything, it made him all the more determined to get what he wanted. He would not be distracted from his goal. Alcohol had such a fascinating effect on people.
Licking his lips slowly, he advanced on the unsuspecting man and pushed him into a nearby alley. Yunho was taken completely off-guard. Just what had gotten into him all of a sudden? The air was knocked out of him as soon as his back hit the wall with a thud and the smaller man advanced on him. Yunho gulped when he was boxed in by the lead singer's arms. He was at a complete loss as for what to do.
"What are you doing, Jae?" he asked quietly, watching him carefully, trying to gauge his next move. A drunk Jaejoong was always unpredictable and that was never a good thing and neither was his lack of response. Sure, he never really got aggressive, but he wouldn't put any kind of behaviour past him at this moment.
Yunho peered at Jaejoong curiously. His chocolate almond shaped eyes met Jaejoong's gray doe shaped eyes. His eyes were clouded over with so much emotions, but the only one that he even bothered to notice was the pure unadulterated lust brimming within his orbs. He licked his lips nervously, his mouth suddenly feeling parched. Why was he so anxious? He couldn't tell if he wanted to turn his tail and run or stay and wait in anticipation for what happened next.
Jaejoong narrowed his eyes as if he was studying him and tilted his head slightly so that his face was mere inches away from Yunho's reddening cheeks. His breath ghosted over his tanned face. He then stepped forward and drew their bodies so close together that there was barely even an inch between them. He then tipped on his toes to get an even better angle. Yunho's breathing hitched and he gulped audibly, Jaejoong smirked at his hesitation.
Yunho was so adorable when he was nervous, almost like a little mouse, well...Jaejoong was a cat on the prowl looking for his next unsuspecting victim and Yunho was the perfect victim.
"...I...Want...You...," he breathed against his lips huskily, the scent of his alcohol tainted breath intoxicating the leader and putting him under the lead singer's spell. His lips, a rosy pink and set in a sly pout, begging to be kissed. His silky hair that smelt of wild berries, brushing against his cheeks. His warm lithe body was pressed against his so snugly, arms now wrapped around his neck and his eyelids fluttering ever so slightly. He could breathe in his cologne, a faint scent of vanilla and cinnamon. How was he supposed to resist him now?
Jaejoong was tempting him, and damn...He was tempted so much to just throw him against the wall and fuck him then and there...But, could he really take advantage of his best friend in his drunken state? Would he be able to live it down? Would Jaejoong ever forgive him if he did, even if he wanted him now as well? He had to make the right choice, the mature decision.
"Look, Joongie I - " his reply was muffled when Jaejoong pulled his head towards his face and crashed their lips together. He swallowed the leader's cries of protest and plunged his tongue into Yunho's now open mouth to explore his moist cavern.
Kissing Yunho wasn't new territory for Jaejoong. They've shared the occasional pecks on the cheek or those random playful smooches, but this was a whole new ball game. This was the kind of passionate hot and steamy make out session that only led to one thing...
Yunho's self control was slipping ever so quickly, and Jaejoong was going to use that to his advantage. He rubbed his ever hardening groin against Yunho's and threaded his long fingers through the taller man's short dark locks. It was then that Yunho's restraint completely snapped and he slammed Jaejoong against the wall and dominated their kiss completely. He pinned his arms above his head and spread his legs apart so he could bury himself between them. He slid his body against his tinier frame and revelled in the electric friction between them. He threw caution to the wind. He could care less right now. He wanted to be inside Jaejoong, fucking his brains out now.
Jaejoong was horny and almost desperate in his actions, Yunho was such a tempting prospect that he would love to use this opportunity to explore. The ache between his legs was growing more and more with every passing second. He needed release and Yunho was more than willing to help him fulfil that need. So what if they were in a public place?
He nibbled on Yunho's lip and in return, he raised his leg to press his knee against his groin and Jaejoong groaned, grinding his erection against it. Yunho grabbed his ass and kneaded his butt cheeks, Jaejoong mewled against his lips, wrapping his legs tighter around Yunho's hips.
When they finally parted for air, their eyes were dark, faces flushed and lips bruised, but honestly, they had never felt any better. Yunho lowered his head to lick a trail along Jaejoong's pale neck and he shivered in response, making Yunho smirk.
"Let's go," he growled out impatiently, dragging the slender man to the car in a haze of groping and moaning, "We'll finish this at home,"
Honestly, Jaejoong couldn't really remember how the rest of the night went, everything that happened afterwards was a blur, but he did not regret one second of it. What happened between them would never be a mistake in his eyes.
He knew for a fact that it was a night of passion, pleasure - a wave of friction caused by skin on skin - and definitely the start of something new and unrestrained between them...
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A/N: So you know, I actually started this story like last year and I'm just posting it now o.O Don't ask me why it took so long. My creative juices were working against me ok >_______< But it's up and ready now so I hope you enjoyed it!! ^o^
YUNJAEISLOVE!!!! XDDDDDDDD <3
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