Flights 13/?
Title: Flights 13/?
Pairing: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Changmin/Junsu, Junho/Yunho (implied Yunho/Changmin/Junsu) Many SuJu pairings
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 13:
Yoochun decided that Changmin was a bitch.
“You’re a bitch,” Yoochun said as Changmin dug through another cabinet for another piece of technological equipment that Yoochun didn’t understand.
“Fuck off. Here hold this.” Changmin handed him a gun. “Do you know how to use one?”
“No.”
“Just point and pull the trigger. You might need it.” Changmin threw the strap of the gun over Yoochun’s head. “Give one to Yunho. Fuck him. He’s going to have to carry Junho. God damn it, next time I’m just going to kill a human instead of agreeing to house one.”
Yoochun sent a mental plea to Junsu.
Fuck you, Junsu said. I know better than to interfere with him right now.
“God, you’re no help at all. Get out of my way.” Changmin stomped by him.
Yoochun grinned. He contemplated the gun around his body. It was long and really uncomfortable. He lengthened the strap until it settled between, and then under his wing. He could still bring it up to aim and shoot if he needed to. He let it drop and then headed out of this storage room. He thought of going to find Changmin to keep helping, but decided that he’d rather be with his mate. He went to the main room where he’d left Jaejoong to talk to Junho about being Avixiary.
Jaejoong was in the middle of talking about the first time he’d drank blood with fangs when Yoochun settled on the chair next to him. Yunho and Junho were curled up together on a couch, and to Yoochun’s amusement, Junho was carding his fingers through Yunho’s feathers.
Don’t mention it please, Yunho said. He… he’ll stop
Yoochun didn’t.
“Um, why do you have a gun?” Junho asked.
“Just in case I need to shoot you.”
Yunho hissed at him.
Yoochun laughed. “God, I’m kidding. We are running from humans in a couple hours. Changmin thinks I might need it.”
Jaejoong immediately stood and sat in Yoochun’s lap. With his eyes on Junho, he sank his fangs into Jaejoong’s neck. Jaejoong’s eyes rolled back and he shivered.
“F-feels s-so go-go-good,” Jaejoong said, arms gripping Yoochun’s where they wrapped around his waist.
Yoochun met Junho’s eyes and raised an eyebrow. He pulled his fangs away despite his mate’s whine. “Just let him feed, a few swallows. And if you don’t like it, tell him to stop. I don’t know why that’s so hard.”
“Don’t, Chunnie,” Jae said with a smile. “The first time an Avixiary fed on me, I freaked out. The first time you fed on me, you almost killed me, remember that?”
Yoochun looked away from Junho’s eyes and shifted uncomfortably. “Yeah, well …”
“What?” Junho said.
Jaejoong smiled. “He knew I was his mate and he had me half way turned before Junsu stopped him. If he’d turned me, we both would have been killed.”
“It wasn’t that close,” Yoochun said. “And I couldn’t help it. You smelled good.”
Jaejoong rolled his eyes dramatically. “Only with me because I smell good.”
“Well … I …” Junho looked down at Yunho just as Yunho turned his head up to look at him. “You won’t hurt me?” he whispered.
“Never,” Yunho said.
“Well, then … why … um--” Junho adjusted and sat Yunho up. Yunho frowned, but moved away from him as Junho pushed at his shoulders until they were both sitting. “It … it doesn’t have to be from the neck, right? It … it can be anywhere?”
Jaejoong nodded. “Technically, yes, but the neck feels the best, and not in that sexual way either. Fangs sting in your wrist, and down right burn in your stomach or your ribs. The thing is, when you feed someplace else, the fangs have a tendency to cut up organs and muscle and it takes longer to heal, but on the neck, just a perfect spot.” Jaejoong tilted his neck to show the two punctures from Yoochun’s fangs. “It lets your mate feed, but it doesn’t damage any tendons or muscles.”
Junho swallowed. “I … I never thought of that.”
“You’ve been talking to Changmin,” Yoochun said to Jaejoong.
“He’s smart,” Jaejoong said with a shrug.
“Damn right I am,” Changmin shouted from the next room.
Jaejoong laughed, lifting his hand to cover his mouth.
Junho bit his lower lip as he and Yunho stared at each other. There was a wave of anticipation coming from Yunho.
“O-only th-three, okay?” Junho said, voice shaking.
Yunho nodded and then frowned. “You don’t want to. I … I can’t if you don’t want to. I won’t hurt you and you don’t want to and-“
“Yunho, just do it,” Junho said. “I’m telling you to do it. Aren’t you supposed to do what I tell you to do?”
“He might need a little persuasion,” Yoochun said.
“What kind?” Junho asked.
“Well,” Yoochun licked up a stripe along Jaejoong’s neck. “Yunho used to feed on Jaejoong all the time, didn’t you Yunho? When he was human? And what else did Yunho used to do to you Jaejoong?”
Jaejoong smiled and said, “He used to fuck me.”
Yunho growled at them both.
“It’s only fair that since he drank and fucked my mate, that I should be able to do the same to his mate. So if you want to know what fangs feel like in his neck, I’ll feed on you first.”
Yunho bared his fangs growled possessively.
Jaejoong giggled. “He’s so cute when he’s like that.”
Yoochun laughed with him.
Even Junho smiled. He looked at Yunho and said, “Do it before I change my mind.”
Yunho turned to Yoochun. His eyes were half red and Yoochun nodded at the look. Don’t worry. I’ll stop you if I have to.
Junho leaned back on the couch, eyes shut. His chest rose and fell in deep breaths. He shivered when Yunho touched the back of his knuckles to his neck, and then put that hand on the back of the couch. Yunho’s other hand went to the couch on Junho’s other side. He held himself up, away from Junho’s body as his head lowered.
“He’s going to lick you,” Yoochun said, because Yunho’s eyes were red and it was taking all of his concentration to not tear Junho’s throat apart.
Junho shivered as Yunho licked his neck.
“That should dull the initial pain,” Yoochun said.
Yunho did it again, inhaling as he did. His entire body shook. A pearl of blood dripped from his lip where his fang had extended. Junho’s eyes stayed shut. But one hand rose from his knee and gripped the front of Yunho’s shirt
The points of Yunho’s fangs pressed against Junho’s neck. The human inhaled sharply and then his eyes flew open as Yunho’s mouth closed around his neck.
Jaejoong whimpered and Yoochun tightened his hold on him. Smells so good, Jaejoong whispered.
Junho gripped Yunho’s shirt tighter. His other hand shot up, tangled in Yunho’s hair and then he moaned, twisting both hands, and then pushed.
Yunho whined in submission, but obediently released Junho’s neck and pulled away. His chest rose in heavy breaths. Blood dripped from his mouth, but Yoochun wasn’t sure if it was his or Junho’s or a mixture of both. Junho rolled away, to the side, falling against the arm of the couch with a quiet cry. His body shook, and then Yunho stood up and left the room as fast as he could, almost flying.
It wasn’t the ideal way to take first blood from your mate, but it was better than almost killing him, like Yoochun had with Jaejoong.
“Are you okay?” Jaejoong asked.
Junho flipped around on the couch, staring at them with unblinking eyes.
“What?” Yoochun asked.
“T-that …”
“Feel good?” Jaejoong asked with a smile.
Junho nodded.
“Then why did you push him away?” Yunho asked.
Junho looked down and bit his lower lip.
“You better go find him; he’s-“
“I know. I can feel him. He’s … emotional.”
“You can’t blame him. You’ve thrown his life into a frenzy.”
Junho took a deep breath and then stood up. “This is so disconcerting,” he muttered before leaving the room.
I like you with that gun, Jaejoong whispered as he snuggled closer to Yoochun. It’s sexy.
Yeah, until I have to use it.
Jaejoong pouted. Moment spoiler, fuck.
Sorry. This is going to be dangerous.
Yeah. I know.
Yoochun held Jaejoong tightly. They sat in each others’ arms, letting their essences meld and blend through their souls.
“I love you,” Jaejoong whispered.
“I love you,” Yoochun said. He leaned down to kiss Jaejoong, and then jerked up.
Utter panic flew through both of them.
Jaejoong yanked away from him with a hiss, and Yoochun opened his communication.
Changmin’s voice demanded, What is going on? Calm down.
The humans are here. Seems like hundreds of them, Leeteuk said. We are evacuating immediately.
Be careful, Changmin said. Fuck meeting at the island. Fly west. We’ll rendezvous in the air.
During the exchange, Yoochun and Jaejoong stood up and scampered to their room. They donned the duffle bags they had packed before.
Yunho and Junho stood by the door, and Yunho was still nervous. “Please, please, Ho, please. I … please. Please.”
Junho hugged Yunho as his eyes met Yoochun’s. Yoochun smirked.
Junho sighed and rolled his eyes. “Okay. Okay.”
Yunho whimpered in relief.
“Get him netted so we can get out of here,” Changmin said. He and Junsu were like Yoochun and Jaejoong with packs on their back, but they carried a few nets holding a few boxes.
Yunho pulled Junho to the room, and Changmin followed, grabbing a few more things and throwing them into another bag.
“Min, you can’t carry-“
Changmin glared at Junsu and Junsu wisely shut his mouth.
Yunho whined when Junho was safely encased in the netting, wincing at the sting as it was flipped on.
“You’ll have to put him on your back,” Changmin said.
“No,” Yunho said. “The humans aim for the wings and the back first.”
Changmin rolled his eyes. “Fine. Then you’re carrying this.” He threw the heavy bag over Yunho’s head. Yunho adjusted it and then very carefully, Yunho lifted Junho. He whispered something to his mate the others did not hear.
“Let’s get out of here,” Changmin said. He hit a button that shut down everything in the compound but the blue lights guiding the way out the door. They stepped into the night.
“Crap,” Yoochun said, looking at Jaejoong. “Think you can fly?”
“We don’t have time for you to teach him to take off,” Changmin said.
“I know. Wait here.” Yoochun ran across the clearing, spread his wings and took off. I’m going to pick you up and then teach you to fly in the air.
Yoochun swooped around, and with his years of practice, swooped Jaejoong into his arms. It was awkward because of the packs, but after a few strong strokes of his wings, Yoochun lifted into the air. The other three followed, Yunho holding Junho close to him.
They headed west.
Changmin kept up a commentary with Leeteuk, ordering them to stay spread out. It was bad enough that the six of them were clumped together. It was going to be easier for the humans to find them if they stayed as groups. Leeteuk paired them off, sending some southwest and others northwest.
Yoochun climbed higher than the others. You ready, baby? he asked, even though he could feel Jaejoong’s excitement. It might be a little difficult because you have that pack on, but after I let you go, spread your wings, keep your body straight and glide. If you can’t get it, don’t worry. I’ll catch you. Okay?
Okay. Let me go.
Yoochun chuckled at Jaejoong’s demand and let Jaejoong go. Only a tiny bit of nerves surfaced as he watched his mate fall, but a moment later, Jaejoong’s white and gray and brown wings spread, caught a draft and pushed him up a little ways.
Good job, Jae! Junsu said.
Yoochun echoed it and then gave Jaejoong commands on how to control his wings, bank left and right and rise higher and dive.
Taking off is the hardest part, Yoochun said. I’ll teach you as soon as I can.
Jaejoong pumped his wings and rose back up to Yoochun’s level. He laughed in delight as their wings just barely brushed.
Shut up, Changmin muttered.
Junsu snapped at him.
Because Jaejoong was able to fly by himself, Yoochun helped Yunho carry Junho. It’s only fair, he said. You and Su helped me carry Jaejoong.
God, Chun, I hate this. I can’t feel him and I just … want to feel him again and give him back, please. When he’s … yeah. Please.
Yoochun handed Junho back to him.
They all heard the sound of helicopter blades cutting through the air.
Changmin’s eyes flashed red as he shot into the air, flying high.
It’s two points to the east and coming fast, he said. Looks like four mini copters. Easy pickings.
Any chance they didn’t see us? Yoochun asked, just as a powerful search light illuminated Changmin. Guess not.
Part 14: Flights of Battles
Part 12: Flights of Uncertainty
Part 11: Flights of Understanding
Part 10: Flights of Control
Part 9: Flights of Discovery
Part 8: Flights of Recovery
Part 7: Flights of Abduction
Part 6: Flights of Passion
Part 5: Flights of Suspicion
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, Junho/Yunho (implied Yunho/Changmin/Junsu) Many SuJu pairings
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 13:
Yoochun decided that Changmin was a bitch.
“You’re a bitch,” Yoochun said as Changmin dug through another cabinet for another piece of technological equipment that Yoochun didn’t understand.
“Fuck off. Here hold this.” Changmin handed him a gun. “Do you know how to use one?”
“No.”
“Just point and pull the trigger. You might need it.” Changmin threw the strap of the gun over Yoochun’s head. “Give one to Yunho. Fuck him. He’s going to have to carry Junho. God damn it, next time I’m just going to kill a human instead of agreeing to house one.”
Yoochun sent a mental plea to Junsu.
Fuck you, Junsu said. I know better than to interfere with him right now.
“God, you’re no help at all. Get out of my way.” Changmin stomped by him.
Yoochun grinned. He contemplated the gun around his body. It was long and really uncomfortable. He lengthened the strap until it settled between, and then under his wing. He could still bring it up to aim and shoot if he needed to. He let it drop and then headed out of this storage room. He thought of going to find Changmin to keep helping, but decided that he’d rather be with his mate. He went to the main room where he’d left Jaejoong to talk to Junho about being Avixiary.
Jaejoong was in the middle of talking about the first time he’d drank blood with fangs when Yoochun settled on the chair next to him. Yunho and Junho were curled up together on a couch, and to Yoochun’s amusement, Junho was carding his fingers through Yunho’s feathers.
Don’t mention it please, Yunho said. He… he’ll stop
Yoochun didn’t.
“Um, why do you have a gun?” Junho asked.
“Just in case I need to shoot you.”
Yunho hissed at him.
Yoochun laughed. “God, I’m kidding. We are running from humans in a couple hours. Changmin thinks I might need it.”
Jaejoong immediately stood and sat in Yoochun’s lap. With his eyes on Junho, he sank his fangs into Jaejoong’s neck. Jaejoong’s eyes rolled back and he shivered.
“F-feels s-so go-go-good,” Jaejoong said, arms gripping Yoochun’s where they wrapped around his waist.
Yoochun met Junho’s eyes and raised an eyebrow. He pulled his fangs away despite his mate’s whine. “Just let him feed, a few swallows. And if you don’t like it, tell him to stop. I don’t know why that’s so hard.”
“Don’t, Chunnie,” Jae said with a smile. “The first time an Avixiary fed on me, I freaked out. The first time you fed on me, you almost killed me, remember that?”
Yoochun looked away from Junho’s eyes and shifted uncomfortably. “Yeah, well …”
“What?” Junho said.
Jaejoong smiled. “He knew I was his mate and he had me half way turned before Junsu stopped him. If he’d turned me, we both would have been killed.”
“It wasn’t that close,” Yoochun said. “And I couldn’t help it. You smelled good.”
Jaejoong rolled his eyes dramatically. “Only with me because I smell good.”
“Well … I …” Junho looked down at Yunho just as Yunho turned his head up to look at him. “You won’t hurt me?” he whispered.
“Never,” Yunho said.
“Well, then … why … um--” Junho adjusted and sat Yunho up. Yunho frowned, but moved away from him as Junho pushed at his shoulders until they were both sitting. “It … it doesn’t have to be from the neck, right? It … it can be anywhere?”
Jaejoong nodded. “Technically, yes, but the neck feels the best, and not in that sexual way either. Fangs sting in your wrist, and down right burn in your stomach or your ribs. The thing is, when you feed someplace else, the fangs have a tendency to cut up organs and muscle and it takes longer to heal, but on the neck, just a perfect spot.” Jaejoong tilted his neck to show the two punctures from Yoochun’s fangs. “It lets your mate feed, but it doesn’t damage any tendons or muscles.”
Junho swallowed. “I … I never thought of that.”
“You’ve been talking to Changmin,” Yoochun said to Jaejoong.
“He’s smart,” Jaejoong said with a shrug.
“Damn right I am,” Changmin shouted from the next room.
Jaejoong laughed, lifting his hand to cover his mouth.
Junho bit his lower lip as he and Yunho stared at each other. There was a wave of anticipation coming from Yunho.
“O-only th-three, okay?” Junho said, voice shaking.
Yunho nodded and then frowned. “You don’t want to. I … I can’t if you don’t want to. I won’t hurt you and you don’t want to and-“
“Yunho, just do it,” Junho said. “I’m telling you to do it. Aren’t you supposed to do what I tell you to do?”
“He might need a little persuasion,” Yoochun said.
“What kind?” Junho asked.
“Well,” Yoochun licked up a stripe along Jaejoong’s neck. “Yunho used to feed on Jaejoong all the time, didn’t you Yunho? When he was human? And what else did Yunho used to do to you Jaejoong?”
Jaejoong smiled and said, “He used to fuck me.”
Yunho growled at them both.
“It’s only fair that since he drank and fucked my mate, that I should be able to do the same to his mate. So if you want to know what fangs feel like in his neck, I’ll feed on you first.”
Yunho bared his fangs growled possessively.
Jaejoong giggled. “He’s so cute when he’s like that.”
Yoochun laughed with him.
Even Junho smiled. He looked at Yunho and said, “Do it before I change my mind.”
Yunho turned to Yoochun. His eyes were half red and Yoochun nodded at the look. Don’t worry. I’ll stop you if I have to.
Junho leaned back on the couch, eyes shut. His chest rose and fell in deep breaths. He shivered when Yunho touched the back of his knuckles to his neck, and then put that hand on the back of the couch. Yunho’s other hand went to the couch on Junho’s other side. He held himself up, away from Junho’s body as his head lowered.
“He’s going to lick you,” Yoochun said, because Yunho’s eyes were red and it was taking all of his concentration to not tear Junho’s throat apart.
Junho shivered as Yunho licked his neck.
“That should dull the initial pain,” Yoochun said.
Yunho did it again, inhaling as he did. His entire body shook. A pearl of blood dripped from his lip where his fang had extended. Junho’s eyes stayed shut. But one hand rose from his knee and gripped the front of Yunho’s shirt
The points of Yunho’s fangs pressed against Junho’s neck. The human inhaled sharply and then his eyes flew open as Yunho’s mouth closed around his neck.
Jaejoong whimpered and Yoochun tightened his hold on him. Smells so good, Jaejoong whispered.
Junho gripped Yunho’s shirt tighter. His other hand shot up, tangled in Yunho’s hair and then he moaned, twisting both hands, and then pushed.
Yunho whined in submission, but obediently released Junho’s neck and pulled away. His chest rose in heavy breaths. Blood dripped from his mouth, but Yoochun wasn’t sure if it was his or Junho’s or a mixture of both. Junho rolled away, to the side, falling against the arm of the couch with a quiet cry. His body shook, and then Yunho stood up and left the room as fast as he could, almost flying.
It wasn’t the ideal way to take first blood from your mate, but it was better than almost killing him, like Yoochun had with Jaejoong.
“Are you okay?” Jaejoong asked.
Junho flipped around on the couch, staring at them with unblinking eyes.
“What?” Yoochun asked.
“T-that …”
“Feel good?” Jaejoong asked with a smile.
Junho nodded.
“Then why did you push him away?” Yunho asked.
Junho looked down and bit his lower lip.
“You better go find him; he’s-“
“I know. I can feel him. He’s … emotional.”
“You can’t blame him. You’ve thrown his life into a frenzy.”
Junho took a deep breath and then stood up. “This is so disconcerting,” he muttered before leaving the room.
I like you with that gun, Jaejoong whispered as he snuggled closer to Yoochun. It’s sexy.
Yeah, until I have to use it.
Jaejoong pouted. Moment spoiler, fuck.
Sorry. This is going to be dangerous.
Yeah. I know.
Yoochun held Jaejoong tightly. They sat in each others’ arms, letting their essences meld and blend through their souls.
“I love you,” Jaejoong whispered.
“I love you,” Yoochun said. He leaned down to kiss Jaejoong, and then jerked up.
Utter panic flew through both of them.
Jaejoong yanked away from him with a hiss, and Yoochun opened his communication.
Changmin’s voice demanded, What is going on? Calm down.
The humans are here. Seems like hundreds of them, Leeteuk said. We are evacuating immediately.
Be careful, Changmin said. Fuck meeting at the island. Fly west. We’ll rendezvous in the air.
During the exchange, Yoochun and Jaejoong stood up and scampered to their room. They donned the duffle bags they had packed before.
Yunho and Junho stood by the door, and Yunho was still nervous. “Please, please, Ho, please. I … please. Please.”
Junho hugged Yunho as his eyes met Yoochun’s. Yoochun smirked.
Junho sighed and rolled his eyes. “Okay. Okay.”
Yunho whimpered in relief.
“Get him netted so we can get out of here,” Changmin said. He and Junsu were like Yoochun and Jaejoong with packs on their back, but they carried a few nets holding a few boxes.
Yunho pulled Junho to the room, and Changmin followed, grabbing a few more things and throwing them into another bag.
“Min, you can’t carry-“
Changmin glared at Junsu and Junsu wisely shut his mouth.
Yunho whined when Junho was safely encased in the netting, wincing at the sting as it was flipped on.
“You’ll have to put him on your back,” Changmin said.
“No,” Yunho said. “The humans aim for the wings and the back first.”
Changmin rolled his eyes. “Fine. Then you’re carrying this.” He threw the heavy bag over Yunho’s head. Yunho adjusted it and then very carefully, Yunho lifted Junho. He whispered something to his mate the others did not hear.
“Let’s get out of here,” Changmin said. He hit a button that shut down everything in the compound but the blue lights guiding the way out the door. They stepped into the night.
“Crap,” Yoochun said, looking at Jaejoong. “Think you can fly?”
“We don’t have time for you to teach him to take off,” Changmin said.
“I know. Wait here.” Yoochun ran across the clearing, spread his wings and took off. I’m going to pick you up and then teach you to fly in the air.
Yoochun swooped around, and with his years of practice, swooped Jaejoong into his arms. It was awkward because of the packs, but after a few strong strokes of his wings, Yoochun lifted into the air. The other three followed, Yunho holding Junho close to him.
They headed west.
Changmin kept up a commentary with Leeteuk, ordering them to stay spread out. It was bad enough that the six of them were clumped together. It was going to be easier for the humans to find them if they stayed as groups. Leeteuk paired them off, sending some southwest and others northwest.
Yoochun climbed higher than the others. You ready, baby? he asked, even though he could feel Jaejoong’s excitement. It might be a little difficult because you have that pack on, but after I let you go, spread your wings, keep your body straight and glide. If you can’t get it, don’t worry. I’ll catch you. Okay?
Okay. Let me go.
Yoochun chuckled at Jaejoong’s demand and let Jaejoong go. Only a tiny bit of nerves surfaced as he watched his mate fall, but a moment later, Jaejoong’s white and gray and brown wings spread, caught a draft and pushed him up a little ways.
Good job, Jae! Junsu said.
Yoochun echoed it and then gave Jaejoong commands on how to control his wings, bank left and right and rise higher and dive.
Taking off is the hardest part, Yoochun said. I’ll teach you as soon as I can.
Jaejoong pumped his wings and rose back up to Yoochun’s level. He laughed in delight as their wings just barely brushed.
Shut up, Changmin muttered.
Junsu snapped at him.
Because Jaejoong was able to fly by himself, Yoochun helped Yunho carry Junho. It’s only fair, he said. You and Su helped me carry Jaejoong.
God, Chun, I hate this. I can’t feel him and I just … want to feel him again and give him back, please. When he’s … yeah. Please.
Yoochun handed Junho back to him.
They all heard the sound of helicopter blades cutting through the air.
Changmin’s eyes flashed red as he shot into the air, flying high.
It’s two points to the east and coming fast, he said. Looks like four mini copters. Easy pickings.
Any chance they didn’t see us? Yoochun asked, just as a powerful search light illuminated Changmin. Guess not.
Part 14: Flights of Battles
Part 12: Flights of Uncertainty
Part 11: Flights of Understanding
Part 10: Flights of Control
Part 9: Flights of Discovery
Part 8: Flights of Recovery
Part 7: Flights of Abduction
Part 6: Flights of Passion
Part 5: Flights of Suspicion
Part 4: Flights of Change
Part 3: Flights of Freedom
Part 2: Flights of Desperation
Part 1: Flights of Possession
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