Flights 5/? (are you all happy now?)
Title: Flights 5/?
Pairing: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Changmin/Junsu (implied Yunho/Changmin/Junsu)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Only in my little delusionall world does Yoochun have wings and fangs
Summary: After centuries, Yoochun has finally found his mate in the human Jaejoong, but circumstances beyond his control are keeping them apart.
A/N Part A: This fic is for jirluvien who wanted a JaeChun vampire fic. I hope you like it! *huggles*
Poster credit goes to ponyboy! Thank you! It's gorgeous!
Part 5:
It was good to be in the air again. Wind through his wings, a sting in his eyes, his way lit by the moonlight. The air was fresh and cool with the promise of a storm from the north.
The only thing that would have made it better was if Jaejoong were there, flying with him, but he was still too weak. Instead, Jaejoong was pouting in the room, and down their shared link.
I’m sorry. Yoochun said again.
You could have carried me.
Not to hunt.
It was silent for a moment, and then Jaejoong grew frustrated.
Baby?
I … I can’t … Changmin can close Junsu out of his head whenever he wants to. Why can’t I do that with you?
Yoochun laughed. You’ll learn how.
Then you do it. I’m mad at you.
I won’t. Cutting our connection so soon may weaken it. I’ll be back soon.
He felt Jae huff to himself and then settle down and pout again.
“You with me over there?” Yunho asked as they flew above the trees.
“Yeah, sorry. Jaejoong is pouting.”
Yunho smiled.
“What about you?” Yoochun asked. “You seem distracted.”
“I just … it feels weird.”
“What does?”
“Being here. Junsu laughed and said I was crazy, but it’s … I can’t explain it. Changmin says I have to get used to a new environment again.”
“Yeah. It is odd to not have guns pointed at us.”
Yunho motioned them to the north. Can you hear them?
Yoochun pushed his senses beyond his connection with Jaejoong, and he smiled. Yeah, he heard them. Humans laughing, not trying to be quiet. There were four, three guys and a girl.
Get the girl, Jae demanded, possessive.
Yoochun laughed, and then relayed the message to Yunho.
Yunho chuckled too, and they dropped a few feet.
The fun part Yunho said, is that they are expecting us, so we get to surprise them. Work on our stealth.
He and Yunho landed silently in a tree near the edge of the clearing. The four humans were not bunched together, but spread out. A glowing disk passed between them.
They’re playing? Yoochun said, incredulous.
Yeah. Like I said. They’re here because they want to be. But sometimes they aren’t hunted, so they bring something to do to pass the time.
Looks like fun. But god, I’m starving. I wasn’t really until just now.
The scent of human blood made his feathers rustle.
My blood is better.
Please let me concentrate, darling.
I’m just saying.
I know. Your blood is always the best, but now that you’re not human, well, we need blood from humans.
Still better than theirs.
Yoochun sighed. Are you trying to get me to cut our connection?
No. Do you want to?
Of course not. Let me concentrate.
Fine.
Yoochun shut his eyes and let the red vision enter his mind. With the humans just standing there, he didn’t really need it, but he preferred hunting this way. He was about to move from his perch when movement caught his eye. He turned to the side and then quickly grabbed Yunho’s arm.
There were four more humans, hiding beyond the tree line.
What the hell? Yunho demanded.
I don’t know. I say we find out before we expose ourselves in this clearing.
A grand idea. Stay below the tree tops.
Very quietly, Yunho and Yoochun wove through the trees. This kind of hunting Yoochun did not mind. This was more like it, more like what he was used to. They drew close to the four hiding humans.
They have sensor cameras, Yunho said. Video taping something.
How are they communicating? Can you hear their conversation?
No. It’s muffled too well.
I can say with certainty that I am not hunting in this clearing. Are there other clearings?
Yes, this one is just the closest to Changmin’s den.
Yoochun tried connecting to Changmin. The other wasn’t happy with him, but as soon as Yoochun told him where they were and what was happening, Changmin was interested.
Stay there. I’ll be right there.
Yoochun, Jaejoong said, voice scared. What’s wrong? Why are you worried?
Just humans being suspicious. I’m okay.
No, you’re not. You’ll be okay when you come back. Come back now. And don’t you fucking tell me soon, you bastard. You always say that.
I’ll be there when I can.
That’s the same damn thing.
A few minutes later, Changmin landed in the trees next to him.
Where’s Junsu? Yunho asked.
He’s a bit tied up right now.
Yoochun and Yunho chuckled.
Changmin had a scope with him and after a few minutes of observing the humans, he put an earpiece into his ear, adjusted a dial on his watch and then listened.
They’re from the city. Trying to film unregistered Avixiary hunting, to show the government. Changmin pulled out a night vision camera and took pictures. He flew around them, getting them from all angles. They are getting frustrated because no Avixiary have shown up here, or at the other clearing where they also have a team
Do the humans in the clearing know? Are they with them? Yunho asked.
No. And it looks like they’re leaving anyway.
Can we hunt them out of the clearings?
We’re not supposed to, but if you land by them and explain, they may let you feed anyway. I’m going to take care of these four. No, I won’t kill them, but I am going to fuck up their equipment.
Yoochun and Yunho nodded at each other, and they flew through the woods, following the laughing humans.
How do we do this without scaring them? Yunho asked.
Yoochun chuckled, and the four of them stopped. “Like that I guess.”
Yoochun and Yunho landed in front of the group, the draft from their wings blowing the branches and clothes of the humans.
“Hey,” Yoochun said.
The humans exchanged looks. “Hi,” one said. “Little late for dinner?”
Yoochun laughed. “Yeah, sorry about that. There were four others hiding in the trees with camera equipment. We think they are trying to video tape us hunting humans and take it to the government.”
As one, their faces showed shock and outrage. “That’s ridiculous. It’s not you guys’ fault you need to eat off humans.”
“We were hoping you wouldn’t mind letting us feed without the hunting part,” Yunho said.
“Oh, sure,” one of the guys said, and looked at his friends. “Which one do you want?”
Yoochun smiled. “Well, my mate is being possessive and bitchy right now.”
I am not!
“And I’ve been told I get the girl, or nothing.”
The girl laughed and walked over to Yoochun. “You’re new around here too, like him?”
Yoochun nodded.
“You’re the one with the brand new mate?” one of the other guys asked.
“Yeah.”
“Congratulations.”
“Thank you.”
The girl held up her arm. “You better bite my wrist then. No need for your mate to be really angry at you.”
Tell her I like her.
Yoochun laughed and relayed the message.
She beamed. “I can’t wait to meet him. When will he be strong enough to come out and hunt?”
“In a few days.”
“Cool. Here.”
Yoochun took her wrist carefully and slid his fangs under her skin. It wasn’t nearly as satisfying as biting down after a flight and a hunt, but it was food that mattered now. Yoochun drank from her until Yunho cautioned him to stop, that they weren’t allowed to take too much from each one.
Yoochun pulled his fangs away and the girl whimpered. “God, that feels so good,” she said and one of the other guys let her lean against him.
“Thank you,” Yoochun said.
The others nodded, and said their goodbyes. One of the men said they would talk to the town counsel about those who are trying to undermine the situation.
For safety, Yoochun and Yunho stayed in the trees as they flew back to Changmin’s and they kept one eye in red vision, just in case.
Changmin met them outside his door. They are stupid. Only a faction from the city who are against us being here, but all the equipment they had has been destroyed, and the other team’s as well. Did you both eat?
Yes.
Good. I have a toy to play with. Yunho, are you joining us tonight?
Yunho shook his head. No … I … I’m going to go lie down.
Changmin and Yoochun watched as Yunho moved ahead of him. Their eyes met and Changmin shrugged and turned down a hall. Yoochun went right to his and Jaejoong’s room.
Yoochun paused by the door and stared at his mate lying on his stomach in the middle of the bed. Jaejoong’s skin was pale. His wings were amazing. The dappled browns and grays over a base of white were mesmerizing. Yoochun wondered how long it would take for him to memorize the patterns, memorize where each different color feather was. The wings had already grown from the night before. Jaejoong was going to have an impressive wing span.
Yoochun was so lucky, so fortunate to have found his mate. He thought of Yunho’s feelings of unease. While out in the forest, he tossed them off as Avixiary intuition; Yunho had known someone was watching them who shouldn’t have been. But now, remembering his own feelings when he found Jaejoong, he wasn’t so sure. The entire week before he’d found Jaejoong, Yoochun had been restless and ill at ease.
He thought back on the first time he’d seen Jaejoong, the first time he fed off him. Only Junsu’s quick actions kept Yoochun from turning him right then. That had been years ago when Jaejoong was still a child, and terrified of them. Yoochun knew that someone else had fed on him before he did, and it made him so angry. He could clearly remember the possessiveness he felt every time he fed off of Jaejoong. And every year it was harder and harder to restrain himself. Only the thought of Jaejoong’s dead body kept Yoochun from turning him.
Jaejoong had grown into a beautiful young man, and Yoochun was very glad he’d waited to turn him
Jaejoong scoffed. “Waited?”
“Yes.”
“Waiting in general, or waiting now?”
“What?”
Jaejoong turned his head, eyes a fiery red. “Why are you waiting right now?”
“Admiring you.”
“You can admire me closer, can’t you?”
“Yes, but you’re beautiful from here.”
“Oh, god, fuck you. If I could get up, I would so have you pinned beneath me, now come and feed me, damn it.”
Yoochun laughed. “Okay, okay.”
He took his shirt off as he moved to the bed. Jaejoong whimpered low in his throat, the call of a sub for his mate. Yoochun’s skin shivered. He crawled into the bed on his hands and knees, over to Jaejoong.
“And from where would you like to feed, my mate?” Yoochun asked before leaning down and licking Jaejoong’s lips.
Jaejoong whimpered again. His mouth opened as he gasped. “Please, don’t … I …”
Yoochun lowered himself and Jaejoong’s mouth closed around his neck. Yoochun hissed in pleasure. Being fed from by his mate felt beyond amazing. Yoochun moved, dislodging Jaejoong, and Jaejoong growled, fingers clawing at Yoochun’s shoulders. Yoochun tucked his wings close and lay on his back. He pulled Jaejoong against him, and Jaejoong bit him again with a warning growl.
Don’t do that again.
Sorry, my heart
Yoochun held Jaejoong close. His skin was no longer too sensitive to touch, though the wings were. It would still be a few days before Jaejoong could go out and learn to fly.
Jaejoong finished feeding. His fangs retracted but his mouth stayed against Yoochun’s neck. He lapped at the skin and the wound, whimpering for more, but too tired to take more. His wings spread and lowered until they were parallel to the bed. The tips of each wing stretched a few inches beyond the edge of the bed. Jaejoong was definitely going to have a large wingspan. And it made Yoochun smirk with pride. As he thought before, and would think forever: his mate was perfect.
v-v ♥♥♥ v-v
The next day, Jaejoong had enough energy to get up and walk around, but he didn’t have complete control of his wings yet, and they bumped into things and twisted oddly while he was walking. Yoochun stayed near him, monitoring his energy. For a few hours every night, Yoochun helped him learn how to switch between normal and heat vision.
“Why don’t Avixiary register on heat vision?” Jaejoong asked, one eye red, the other black. He squinted and Yoochun felt the strain.
“Let it go, Jae. You’ll hurt yourself.”
Jaejoong sighed and blinked. It took a few tries for the red vision to die.
“I can’t answer that,” Yoochun said, “because I don’t know. We don’t hunt each other, and we’re not human, it’s … it’s complicated. Changmin might now. Fucker is too smart for his own good.”
“I heard that!” Changmin shouted from down the hall.
“You are!” Junsu shouted at him.
“So what? I like being smart.”
“You’re too smart,” Junsu grumbled.
“Look, just because you’re not-”
Yoochun shut their bedroom door. It hadn’t taken long for Junsu and Changmin to start bickering at each other again. Yoochun decided they definitely need a few decades between visits.
Hearing his thoughts, Jae laughed, covering his mouth with his hand.
“Tomorrow night, we’ll go out, and no, you can’t fly yet, but you need some real human blood in your system.”
Jae pouted. “I want to fly.”
His wings shuddered and snapped open. Yoochun grinned and let his hands run up Jaejoong’s back to the wing joints and then up the undersides, and through the soft down. Jaejoong shuddered in his arms.
Yoochun increased the pressure, scratching instead of touching, rubbing instead of caressing. Jaejoong’s head fell to his shoulder, his hands gripping his chest. He gasped as the pleasure of the massaged turned to lust.
Yoochun grinned. “Insatiable,” he whispered.
“Your fault,” Jae said. “Satisfy me now.”
“As my mate wishes.”
Part 6: Flights of Passions
Part 4: Flights of Change
Part 3: Flights of Freedom
Part 2: Flights of Desperation
Part 1: Flights of Possession
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Pairing: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Changmin/Junsu (implied Yunho/Changmin/Junsu)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Only in my little delusionall world does Yoochun have wings and fangs
Summary: After centuries, Yoochun has finally found his mate in the human Jaejoong, but circumstances beyond his control are keeping them apart.
A/N Part A: This fic is for jirluvien who wanted a JaeChun vampire fic. I hope you like it! *huggles*
Poster credit goes to ponyboy! Thank you! It's gorgeous!
Part 5:
It was good to be in the air again. Wind through his wings, a sting in his eyes, his way lit by the moonlight. The air was fresh and cool with the promise of a storm from the north.
The only thing that would have made it better was if Jaejoong were there, flying with him, but he was still too weak. Instead, Jaejoong was pouting in the room, and down their shared link.
I’m sorry. Yoochun said again.
You could have carried me.
Not to hunt.
It was silent for a moment, and then Jaejoong grew frustrated.
Baby?
I … I can’t … Changmin can close Junsu out of his head whenever he wants to. Why can’t I do that with you?
Yoochun laughed. You’ll learn how.
Then you do it. I’m mad at you.
I won’t. Cutting our connection so soon may weaken it. I’ll be back soon.
He felt Jae huff to himself and then settle down and pout again.
“You with me over there?” Yunho asked as they flew above the trees.
“Yeah, sorry. Jaejoong is pouting.”
Yunho smiled.
“What about you?” Yoochun asked. “You seem distracted.”
“I just … it feels weird.”
“What does?”
“Being here. Junsu laughed and said I was crazy, but it’s … I can’t explain it. Changmin says I have to get used to a new environment again.”
“Yeah. It is odd to not have guns pointed at us.”
Yunho motioned them to the north. Can you hear them?
Yoochun pushed his senses beyond his connection with Jaejoong, and he smiled. Yeah, he heard them. Humans laughing, not trying to be quiet. There were four, three guys and a girl.
Get the girl, Jae demanded, possessive.
Yoochun laughed, and then relayed the message to Yunho.
Yunho chuckled too, and they dropped a few feet.
The fun part Yunho said, is that they are expecting us, so we get to surprise them. Work on our stealth.
He and Yunho landed silently in a tree near the edge of the clearing. The four humans were not bunched together, but spread out. A glowing disk passed between them.
They’re playing? Yoochun said, incredulous.
Yeah. Like I said. They’re here because they want to be. But sometimes they aren’t hunted, so they bring something to do to pass the time.
Looks like fun. But god, I’m starving. I wasn’t really until just now.
The scent of human blood made his feathers rustle.
My blood is better.
Please let me concentrate, darling.
I’m just saying.
I know. Your blood is always the best, but now that you’re not human, well, we need blood from humans.
Still better than theirs.
Yoochun sighed. Are you trying to get me to cut our connection?
No. Do you want to?
Of course not. Let me concentrate.
Fine.
Yoochun shut his eyes and let the red vision enter his mind. With the humans just standing there, he didn’t really need it, but he preferred hunting this way. He was about to move from his perch when movement caught his eye. He turned to the side and then quickly grabbed Yunho’s arm.
There were four more humans, hiding beyond the tree line.
What the hell? Yunho demanded.
I don’t know. I say we find out before we expose ourselves in this clearing.
A grand idea. Stay below the tree tops.
Very quietly, Yunho and Yoochun wove through the trees. This kind of hunting Yoochun did not mind. This was more like it, more like what he was used to. They drew close to the four hiding humans.
They have sensor cameras, Yunho said. Video taping something.
How are they communicating? Can you hear their conversation?
No. It’s muffled too well.
I can say with certainty that I am not hunting in this clearing. Are there other clearings?
Yes, this one is just the closest to Changmin’s den.
Yoochun tried connecting to Changmin. The other wasn’t happy with him, but as soon as Yoochun told him where they were and what was happening, Changmin was interested.
Stay there. I’ll be right there.
Yoochun, Jaejoong said, voice scared. What’s wrong? Why are you worried?
Just humans being suspicious. I’m okay.
No, you’re not. You’ll be okay when you come back. Come back now. And don’t you fucking tell me soon, you bastard. You always say that.
I’ll be there when I can.
That’s the same damn thing.
A few minutes later, Changmin landed in the trees next to him.
Where’s Junsu? Yunho asked.
He’s a bit tied up right now.
Yoochun and Yunho chuckled.
Changmin had a scope with him and after a few minutes of observing the humans, he put an earpiece into his ear, adjusted a dial on his watch and then listened.
They’re from the city. Trying to film unregistered Avixiary hunting, to show the government. Changmin pulled out a night vision camera and took pictures. He flew around them, getting them from all angles. They are getting frustrated because no Avixiary have shown up here, or at the other clearing where they also have a team
Do the humans in the clearing know? Are they with them? Yunho asked.
No. And it looks like they’re leaving anyway.
Can we hunt them out of the clearings?
We’re not supposed to, but if you land by them and explain, they may let you feed anyway. I’m going to take care of these four. No, I won’t kill them, but I am going to fuck up their equipment.
Yoochun and Yunho nodded at each other, and they flew through the woods, following the laughing humans.
How do we do this without scaring them? Yunho asked.
Yoochun chuckled, and the four of them stopped. “Like that I guess.”
Yoochun and Yunho landed in front of the group, the draft from their wings blowing the branches and clothes of the humans.
“Hey,” Yoochun said.
The humans exchanged looks. “Hi,” one said. “Little late for dinner?”
Yoochun laughed. “Yeah, sorry about that. There were four others hiding in the trees with camera equipment. We think they are trying to video tape us hunting humans and take it to the government.”
As one, their faces showed shock and outrage. “That’s ridiculous. It’s not you guys’ fault you need to eat off humans.”
“We were hoping you wouldn’t mind letting us feed without the hunting part,” Yunho said.
“Oh, sure,” one of the guys said, and looked at his friends. “Which one do you want?”
Yoochun smiled. “Well, my mate is being possessive and bitchy right now.”
I am not!
“And I’ve been told I get the girl, or nothing.”
The girl laughed and walked over to Yoochun. “You’re new around here too, like him?”
Yoochun nodded.
“You’re the one with the brand new mate?” one of the other guys asked.
“Yeah.”
“Congratulations.”
“Thank you.”
The girl held up her arm. “You better bite my wrist then. No need for your mate to be really angry at you.”
Tell her I like her.
Yoochun laughed and relayed the message.
She beamed. “I can’t wait to meet him. When will he be strong enough to come out and hunt?”
“In a few days.”
“Cool. Here.”
Yoochun took her wrist carefully and slid his fangs under her skin. It wasn’t nearly as satisfying as biting down after a flight and a hunt, but it was food that mattered now. Yoochun drank from her until Yunho cautioned him to stop, that they weren’t allowed to take too much from each one.
Yoochun pulled his fangs away and the girl whimpered. “God, that feels so good,” she said and one of the other guys let her lean against him.
“Thank you,” Yoochun said.
The others nodded, and said their goodbyes. One of the men said they would talk to the town counsel about those who are trying to undermine the situation.
For safety, Yoochun and Yunho stayed in the trees as they flew back to Changmin’s and they kept one eye in red vision, just in case.
Changmin met them outside his door. They are stupid. Only a faction from the city who are against us being here, but all the equipment they had has been destroyed, and the other team’s as well. Did you both eat?
Yes.
Good. I have a toy to play with. Yunho, are you joining us tonight?
Yunho shook his head. No … I … I’m going to go lie down.
Changmin and Yoochun watched as Yunho moved ahead of him. Their eyes met and Changmin shrugged and turned down a hall. Yoochun went right to his and Jaejoong’s room.
Yoochun paused by the door and stared at his mate lying on his stomach in the middle of the bed. Jaejoong’s skin was pale. His wings were amazing. The dappled browns and grays over a base of white were mesmerizing. Yoochun wondered how long it would take for him to memorize the patterns, memorize where each different color feather was. The wings had already grown from the night before. Jaejoong was going to have an impressive wing span.
Yoochun was so lucky, so fortunate to have found his mate. He thought of Yunho’s feelings of unease. While out in the forest, he tossed them off as Avixiary intuition; Yunho had known someone was watching them who shouldn’t have been. But now, remembering his own feelings when he found Jaejoong, he wasn’t so sure. The entire week before he’d found Jaejoong, Yoochun had been restless and ill at ease.
He thought back on the first time he’d seen Jaejoong, the first time he fed off him. Only Junsu’s quick actions kept Yoochun from turning him right then. That had been years ago when Jaejoong was still a child, and terrified of them. Yoochun knew that someone else had fed on him before he did, and it made him so angry. He could clearly remember the possessiveness he felt every time he fed off of Jaejoong. And every year it was harder and harder to restrain himself. Only the thought of Jaejoong’s dead body kept Yoochun from turning him.
Jaejoong had grown into a beautiful young man, and Yoochun was very glad he’d waited to turn him
Jaejoong scoffed. “Waited?”
“Yes.”
“Waiting in general, or waiting now?”
“What?”
Jaejoong turned his head, eyes a fiery red. “Why are you waiting right now?”
“Admiring you.”
“You can admire me closer, can’t you?”
“Yes, but you’re beautiful from here.”
“Oh, god, fuck you. If I could get up, I would so have you pinned beneath me, now come and feed me, damn it.”
Yoochun laughed. “Okay, okay.”
He took his shirt off as he moved to the bed. Jaejoong whimpered low in his throat, the call of a sub for his mate. Yoochun’s skin shivered. He crawled into the bed on his hands and knees, over to Jaejoong.
“And from where would you like to feed, my mate?” Yoochun asked before leaning down and licking Jaejoong’s lips.
Jaejoong whimpered again. His mouth opened as he gasped. “Please, don’t … I …”
Yoochun lowered himself and Jaejoong’s mouth closed around his neck. Yoochun hissed in pleasure. Being fed from by his mate felt beyond amazing. Yoochun moved, dislodging Jaejoong, and Jaejoong growled, fingers clawing at Yoochun’s shoulders. Yoochun tucked his wings close and lay on his back. He pulled Jaejoong against him, and Jaejoong bit him again with a warning growl.
Don’t do that again.
Sorry, my heart
Yoochun held Jaejoong close. His skin was no longer too sensitive to touch, though the wings were. It would still be a few days before Jaejoong could go out and learn to fly.
Jaejoong finished feeding. His fangs retracted but his mouth stayed against Yoochun’s neck. He lapped at the skin and the wound, whimpering for more, but too tired to take more. His wings spread and lowered until they were parallel to the bed. The tips of each wing stretched a few inches beyond the edge of the bed. Jaejoong was definitely going to have a large wingspan. And it made Yoochun smirk with pride. As he thought before, and would think forever: his mate was perfect.
v-v ♥♥♥ v-v
The next day, Jaejoong had enough energy to get up and walk around, but he didn’t have complete control of his wings yet, and they bumped into things and twisted oddly while he was walking. Yoochun stayed near him, monitoring his energy. For a few hours every night, Yoochun helped him learn how to switch between normal and heat vision.
“Why don’t Avixiary register on heat vision?” Jaejoong asked, one eye red, the other black. He squinted and Yoochun felt the strain.
“Let it go, Jae. You’ll hurt yourself.”
Jaejoong sighed and blinked. It took a few tries for the red vision to die.
“I can’t answer that,” Yoochun said, “because I don’t know. We don’t hunt each other, and we’re not human, it’s … it’s complicated. Changmin might now. Fucker is too smart for his own good.”
“I heard that!” Changmin shouted from down the hall.
“You are!” Junsu shouted at him.
“So what? I like being smart.”
“You’re too smart,” Junsu grumbled.
“Look, just because you’re not-”
Yoochun shut their bedroom door. It hadn’t taken long for Junsu and Changmin to start bickering at each other again. Yoochun decided they definitely need a few decades between visits.
Hearing his thoughts, Jae laughed, covering his mouth with his hand.
“Tomorrow night, we’ll go out, and no, you can’t fly yet, but you need some real human blood in your system.”
Jae pouted. “I want to fly.”
His wings shuddered and snapped open. Yoochun grinned and let his hands run up Jaejoong’s back to the wing joints and then up the undersides, and through the soft down. Jaejoong shuddered in his arms.
Yoochun increased the pressure, scratching instead of touching, rubbing instead of caressing. Jaejoong’s head fell to his shoulder, his hands gripping his chest. He gasped as the pleasure of the massaged turned to lust.
Yoochun grinned. “Insatiable,” he whispered.
“Your fault,” Jae said. “Satisfy me now.”
“As my mate wishes.”
Part 6: Flights of Passions
Part 4: Flights of Change
Part 3: Flights of Freedom
Part 2: Flights of Desperation
Part 1: Flights of Possession
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