w/o warning --04
Title: w/o warning
Chapters: ?
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Yaoi
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Yoosu, Yunjae, Min?
Summary: It took a crossdresser, a yaoi manga and a steamy fanfiction to turn the TVXQ household upside down. Oh, and one more thing... a one night stand.
A/N: What gift did Yoosu get? lol find out here!!! hahaha XD *goes crazy*
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Chapter 4
Yoochun took the small bottle out along with what looked like a nicely packed CD, and stared at the items. The two other members too, were staring at it.
“What the hell is this?” Junsu took the bottle from Yoochun’s hand.
“Lotion?” Yoochun gasped. What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Changmin mumbled something before shuffling out. “Hey, I need to make a phone call. Enjoy the gifts from your fans.” He laughed on his way out, closing the door behind him.
Yoochun stared at the small bottle of lotion at hand so hard; Junsu wasn’t surprised if it would bore a huge hole on it. Shifting on his seat, Junsu pouted. Why their fans got them this? Something’s fishy.
“What’s the other gift?” Junsu set the lotion aside and examined the CD.
“It’s a DVD. Let’s play it.” Yoochun decided as he crawled over to the DVD player. “Maybe it’s some messages they recorded for us.”
“Are you sure Yoochun? What if they… they…” Junsu couldn’t seem to find the right words to convey what he was thinking about right then.
“Don’t be silly. Read here.” Yoochun slid the small paper towards him. Junsu picked it up and read.
Please watch this with lots of love
Yoosu fighting!! You must win Yunjae!!
Junsu laughed. “This is crazy. What do they mean by ‘win Yunjae’? Were we in any competition in the first place?”
Yoochun looked over his shoulder. “Remember back then I told this fangirl that we’d be more aggressive like Yunjae? Think they took it the wrong way.”
“But I think it’s kind of cute, don’t you think?” Yoochun added with a laugh. “Come on, sit over here.”
Junsu leapt from the bed to settle beside Yoochun, with their backs against the front of the bed. Hitting the play button, a blank screen ensued before some colourfully dressed girls with half of their faces covered giggled and squealed.
“Yoosu! Fighting!!!” They shouted girlishly before continuing. “You must watch this, ok? This is for the two of you! Please stay happy! Love each other more everyday, ok?”
Yoochun glanced sideway to see Junsu tensed with his brow furrowed like when he’s thinking hard. Maybe both of them were thinking of something, thinking what the hell was next.
The girls disappeared, replaced by movie or so to say. Two boys in a boy’s school appeared. Yoochun gulped. Something’s weird. Why the hell would the fans give them this movie? What’s so good about this movie?
“Do you think we should just end it?” Yoochun held the remote in hand.
“No, it’s not nice to do that. They worked hard to make this for us. I think this movie, were ‘handmade’ by them. But the recording seemed not bad.” Junsu held Yoochun’s wrist. The latter let go of the remote.
“Ok, we’ll watch.”
The room was silent except for the sound of the TV. He didn’t know when but Junsu suddenly had his head on Yoochun’s shoulder as the boys on TV confessed to each other. He turned to see Junsu’s profile, as though suddenly noticing how good Junsu looked with his small eyes but very expressive face. Among all the members, he wasn’t that good-looking but add those charismatic charms, he looked just as good as the models from fashion magazines.
“Yoochun.” Junsu breathed heavily, his eyes getting slightly darker.
“Huh?” He turned away to look what was happening on TV. Blood drained from his face.
Oh. My. God.
“They’re kissing.” Junsu’s eyes widened, his voice going a notch higher into almost a soft squeak.
Yoochun felt a shudder running through him. Images of the manga he’d read the other day ran around his head. Looking down at his crotch, Yoochun wasn’t surprised that he was straining against the front of his jeans.
As though wondering what Yoochun’s looking at, Junsu followed his gaze and saw the huge mount. He gulped, before looking up, his eyes meeting Yoochun’s.
“Junsu, uh… “ Yoochun couldn’t find the word to say so he just held out his hand to touch Junsu’s cheek.
Junsu licked his dry lips. His heart was beating faster then it should, and suddenly his eyes were fixed on Yoochun’s lips. What’s Yoochun thinking? Did he want to…
“Junsu… uh… you need help?” Yoochun averted his gaze at Junsu’s crotch, which was in the same condition as he was.
“Uh?” Junsu scowled, unable to understand what Yoochun meant.
On the other hand, Yoochun was trying his best not to jump Junsu right then, because he was being so horny right now… he wanted to kiss Junsu.
Damn, when did that thought came up?
“Can I… kiss you?” Yoochun looked down on his lap, afraid Junsu might slap him right then.
“O… Ok…” Junsu muttered. Inside his head was a mess, part of him thinks this was wrong, wrong, WRONG! But the other part of him, wanted to kiss Yoochun so bad, he ached.
I can’t believe I just agreed to let Yoochun kiss me! Argh! I can’t control my mouth!
Yoochun gulped the nervousness sitting in his stomach. This was it. He smoothly cupped the back of Junsu’s neck, caressing the skin before pulling him closer and closer until their lips met.
It felt like sparks had been ignited, zings of electricity cruising through their body. Junsu gasped when Yoochun’s tongue crept into his, mating, exploring.
Junsu moaned, his hands digging into Yoochun’s hair.
“Junsu… ah…. “ Yoochun pulled away to catch his breath but groaned when Junsu cupped his butt. “I think… that’s enough kissing… if we keep going on…”
Junsu blushed. “I don’t know why... but I want to touch you…”
“Oh, fuck it.” Yoochun growled. He pulled Junsu up and they sprawled over the bed, kissing mindlessly.
Everything seemed to blur until they found themselves naked and panting hard. Yoochun was straddling Junsu, grinding their crotch deliciously together.
“What do we do now?” Junsu asked shyly. He really didn’t know about any male-on-male sex because he wasn’t gay to start with.
“I don’t really know either.” Yoochun shrugged.
The moaning behind him caught his attention. Yoochun turned to see the TV still playing the movie, but now the boys were… fucking each other!
“So, do we do that?” Junsu licked his slightly swollen lips.
“I guess so.” Yoochun turned back to see Junsu’s lustful eyes. “Do you want to… do me? Or do I… do you?”
“I don’t know.” Junsu bit his lower lip. “I’ve never… done this before.”
Yoochun groaned. “Neither do I… but I want you so bad.”
Junsu caressed Yoochun’s hips. “Then you… in me. You seemed more… knowledgeable about this thing.”
“Aw, Junsu, are you sure? I don’t mind if you do me.” Yoochun kissed the side of his face.
“Please, Yoochun.”
“Ok. Turn over.” Yoochun instructed. “Oh, you’re so wet.”
Junsu moaned when Yoochun’s fingers caressed his entrance. He knew somehow he’s going to regret it later. But, oh, fuck that. Right now, he wanted to satisfy this sudden hunger.
But you’ll regret later, the voice in his head chanted.
Fuck it! Junsu growled at the voice in his head.
As though sensing Junsu’s doubt, Yoochun stopped. “Do you want me to stop?” No matter how much he wanted this, he wouldn’t force anything that Junsu didn’t like.
“Please… just fuck me.” Junsu looked over his shoulder, before burying his head into the pillow.
“We need lube.” Yoochun thought aloud.
“How about that lotion?” Junsu pointed at the floor.
Yoochun chuckled before picking it up. “Don’t you think they gave us this, in hopes we’ll use it?”
“Uh, maybe.” Junsu clenched his teeth when Yoochun’s cold finger entered his sphincter.
The lubrication let his finger slip slowly and smoothly, minimising the pain. Yoochun added another finger, scissoring them, to loosen the muscles. His fingers moved around the heat before he touched a small bump. Junsu moaned.
“Ah, that feels good?” Yoochun touched it again and again, till he could see Junsu’s erection leaking on the bed.
“I’m going to… spurt.” Junsu bit the pillow to stop himself. “I wanna… with you.”
Yoochun spread enough lube around his member. His used his knee to wedge Junsu’s thigh further apart. Positioning himself, Yoochun sucked on the crook of Junsu’s neck as he slid in.
The pain was almost unbearable. Junsu thought he would cry.
“I’m all in.” Yoochun panted caressing Junsu’a taut rear. “If it’s too painful I’ll pull out.”
“No!” Junsu almost shouted. They’d come this far, what’s the use of stopping?
“I’m going to ride you babe.” Yoochun whispered some dirty comments for his ears.
Junsu leaned his head back, taking Yoochun’s lips. The latter had moved his hips steadily, thrusting in and out and in again, the tip of his shaft hitting Junsu’s pleasure point repeatedly. His free hand pumping Junsu’s shaft.
He felt the tingling and knew he was going to burst soon. “Junsu.”
“Ah… Yoochun!” Junsu kind of screamed his name as orgasm swept them off their feet.
Yoochun emptied himself before slumping on top of Junsu, who was unable to open his eyes, so he kept them close, breathing hard.
“Are you tired?” Yoochun whispered.
When Junsu didn’t answer, Yoochun rolled over to his side and find him sleeping. He smiled. Sex with Junsu was mind-blowing, and he found himself craving for more. Was it just lust? If so, why was his heart swelling with so much emotion?
***
Only the sound of the keyboard being hit numerous times filled the room. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ears before continuing typing the document at hand. Once finished, she saved the file and opened up her email.
She attached the file along with a note and looked for Changmin’s email. Once completed, she hit sent and sat there grinning. Her mission had just begun.
To be continued...
A/N: Yoosu innocent -yet-hot smex!! haha I almost dried my brain cells writing this... huuuuu ^^; Comments are loved!!