Illicit Love 3/5
Title: Illicit Love 3/5
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong (implied sexual situations with Jaejoong and others)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They are only mine to experiment with when I write fanfics like this.
Summary: I am an only child. But at about twelve, a boy was forced to work for us, and then suddenly I had a sister named Minjae. I knew that Jaejoong was still in there, behind the beautiful long hair and dresses and corsets. Did I fall in love with her, my adopted sister, or in love with the boy who she used to be?
Warning: implied sexual situations with a minor and prostitution
A/N: Jaejoong is a boy in this fic. But in Yunho's upbringing, he was taught to call him a girl and think of him as a girl, so he refers to Jaejoong as "her" and "she". This fic is first person, from Yunho's POV. Also, I tagged this as fantasy just because the setting is like an Inn during Medieval times.
Fanart by crazyaboutchun!!!
Part 3:
Jae slipped into bed with me three nights later. “Are you going to marry Muriel?”
“No,” I said and yanked her to me for a kiss.
She pressed her hands to my chest and leaned away. “Who are you going to marry?”
“It would not be fair to marry a girl when I love you.”
“You lie.”
“I don’t. Let me kiss you.”
Jae smiled and shook her head, dark curls dancing around her face. With slightly hooded eyes, she stared at my chest, and then pressed a kiss to the skin between my muscles. Her hands landed soft on my sides. I caressed her arm, and just noticed that she only wore a shift. I curled my hand over her shoulder and held tight as I touched lips to her cheek. Her lips spread in a smile and she kissed my chest again, going lower and lower with her mouth. My fingers threaded through her hair.
I moaned when her lips brushed over one of my nipples. Her shaking tongue licked around the nub, and then covered it, sucking lightly.
“I told you I was going to show you what I did for them,” she whispered against my skin.
I opened my mouth to protest, but her mouth dropped lower, to my stomach. Her fingers gripped my hips, pushing and I rolled to my back. Her mouth never left my skin as she crawled between my legs. Her hands pressed against my hips and she licked down my body. I moaned, thinking of her destination. My cock twitched and hit her cheek.
When her tongue touched the heated skin of my shaft, I almost came. My fingers tightened in her hair, and I had to bite my lip against a shout that was sure to be heard through the inn.
The heat of her mouth closed around the tip of my erection. Her lips snagged over the crown as she took my cock deep into her throat.
I moaned low, hips rising. Her soft hands held my hips. She bobbed her head up and down. Just when I didn’t think she could take more of me, she inhaled deeply, hummed low and then lowered her head. Again and again, until her face pressed to my stomach. She stopped for a moment, and then pulled up, so slow.
“Fuck, Jaejoong,” I gasped.
Her whimper vibrated down me, and she sped up, taking me deep over and over. I raised a hand above me, grabbed a pillow and covered my face with it. I screamed into it as my orgasm shot through me and down her throat.
A moment later, she kissed the bend in my hip, fingers cupping my balls, and then crawled up my body. She moved the pillow, but I kept my eyes shut. My chest was heaving from the exertion.
“Hyung?”
I moaned and opened my eyes to look at Jae.
“Hyung, you really love me?”
I nodded.
“Okay,” she whispered and pressed a shaking kiss to my lips. Her lips tasted tangy with come. I slipped my hand over her hip. She shivered as her mouth opened and out tongues touched just as I curled my fingers around her erection. His.
She moaned as I stroked her. She pushed up, hands on my chest, before pulling her shift over her head. Her pale skin shone in the dark. I sat up, my other hand around her back to steady her and stroked faster. I kissed her neck and across her shoulders. Her hands slid around my back, nails digging into my skin. She threw her head back, rocking her hips and thrusting into my hand.
They had never done this to her, and they had never seen her like this. That is what I wanted, but I wanted all of her, and I did not want to share her. She shuddered, mouth open as her body shook and sagged against me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and whimpered into my shoulder as she came, orgasm splattering all over my stomach and hand.
She gasped my name and then shivered uncontrollably. I lowered her to the bed and hovered over her, pressing relaxing kisses to her cheeks and neck.
“Why do you love me, Yunho?” she whispered.
“I can’t pinpoint one reason, my love, I just do.”
She held me tightly and I pulled her close to my body. She fell asleep with a smile on her face and I stayed up for long hours just watching her.
~~♥~~♥~~♥~~
Our forbidden rendezvous increased from once every week or so, to every other night. Jae was as addicting as I knew she would be. We were almost caught a few times.
Almost a year later, as the winter snow melted into spring, Mother and Father again started talking about marriage. It was more than only mentioning it and I knew I was running out of time. They brought over girls and their parents to introduce us. And during the Winter Festival, the schoolteacher’s daughter Amanda was practically promised to me in front of most of our guests.
I knew it was time for Jae and me to leave. I was eighteen, and at fifteen, Jae was soon going to have a hard time hiding as a girl.
“Boo?” I whispered, so late at night. She lay on her stomach, hair fanned out around her head. I rubbed her back, letting my fingers dip over the curve of her ass.
She hummed to show she was listening.
“We should go.”
She was used to me saying this, but she propped up on her elbow and looked at me. She blew long hair out of her face, and it made me laugh.
“You are so beautiful,” I whispered and kissed her lips.
“And you are so handsome,” she replied, like she always did. My hand trailed down her body and I cupped her ass.
“We need to go. Leave.”
She shook her head. “We can’t.”
“Why not?”
“How are we going to live, survive, anything?”
I still had not told her of my deceptions. “Do you trust me, my love?”
“Yes.”
“Then trust me when I say we can.”
“Okay.”
I kissed her again and then settled over her. She moaned, smiling and arched her body against mine. We had already pleasured each other, and I felt selfish. I wanted more. But she was tired. Our lips met sideways, and I put my arm around her stomach, holding her up as I thrust slowly against her body.
“One day I will tell you that I need to go into town, and that night, I want you to pack a bag of clothes and then meet me down at the stables at three in the morning. Understand?”
She bit her lower lip. “No, but okay.”
I chuckled and lowered us to the bed. “Sleep now. You need to rest.”
She snuggled next to me, smiling. “Yunho?”
“Hm?” My eyes were already shut, trying to calm my nerves.
“I love you.”
I smiled and hugged her tightly. “I love you too, my BooJae.”
~~♥~~♥~~♥~~
It was three weeks later when I saw our chance. My father only checked over my work once a week, so I took more money than usual. I kept it all in a bag, waiting, and waiting more. The Spring Festival brought in many clients and lots of money. I knew that MinJae would have to stay up all night cleaning and cooking.
She went to my father’s office eight times that night.
Normally, I would stay in the main hall and watch over Jae, but if I wanted to leave that morning, I couldn’t afford to. It was still pretty early, only ten at night. Beer was flowing through the men in the main hall.
I stood up and moved around them to where Jae was standing at the bar.
“Minjae,” I said.
She smiled at me, and so did my mother.
“I have to go into town tomorrow, so I’m going to go up to bed. Try to keep your admirers quiet.”
Her smile fell for a moment and then she laughed and nodded. “You’ll be dead to the world in a couple hours. You wouldn’t notice if they danced on your bed.”
I laughed and kissed her cheek and then kissed Mother’s cheek, hugging her more tightly than normal. It was my goodbye even though she didn’t realize it. “I’m going to pack tonight so I don’t have to do it in the morning.”
“Wow, planning ahead,” Jae said. “That’s not like you at all, oppa.”
I laughed again and bid them goodnight. A few of the men tried to stop me to have a beer, but I moved through them with a smile. I went right to Jae’s room. I had no idea what she would and wouldn’t want, but soon, there were going to be four or five men in this room. I grabbed a few of the non-descript dresses and a few shifts and petticoats. Boots, shoes, leggings. God I had no idea. I only knew how to take them off Jae.
I grabbed any jewelry that might have been worth money and then took the full duffle bag and went to my room. I made sure the door was locked and then packed up all my things. I counted all the money, something I hadn’t done for awhile and my eyes went wide at the total amount. It was way more than enough. I separated it into ten coin purses, hiding a few in Jae’s bag and in my bag and then deciding to put the rest on my person.
I took the back stairs to the stables and made sure my horse was shod and saddled.
And then I went back to my room to wait. I listened as the men slamming their way to the rooms. Loud, obnoxious, annoying. I waited through the noise, heart hammering.
I couldn’t believe I was doing this. It felt too soon, but I’d been planning for almost two years now.
The night moved slowly. There was movement in the hall. I heard Mother’s voice, and then Father’s, and the door next to mine shut. My parents had gone to bed. I waited for another couple of hours. Late stragglers stumbled up to bed. There weren’t as many revelers now as there were during the winter.
Restless, I stood up. I put my boots on, grabbed the bags and my cloaks. Fuck, I had forgotten Jae’s cloak. At least I had two. I poked my head out the door, saw no one and hurried down the hall to the stairs. My breath caught, but the man on the stairs was passed out. I went down quickly.
The main hall was empty save for my beautiful love. She stood by the fire, a rag clutched in her hands.
I cleared my throat and she spun around, the scared look replaced with a smile.
She opened her mouth and I shook my head and mouthed, “Go.”
She nodded. Dropping the cloth, she moved to the door. I watched as she threw a shawl around her shoulders and slipped on shoes. Our eyes met across the room and then she slipped out the front door.
I sighed and went to the office. The night’s money sat in the safe. I had planned to take it, and then I stopped. I was stealing away my parents’ livelihood. Without Minjae, their profits would drop and I did not want my mother to live in poverty.
I quickly wrote her a note:
Dear Mother,
I love you. It may not seem like it since I have abandoned you.
But I love Jaejoong so much. Yes, Jaejoong. I love Jaejoong, not Minjae and not some half of a woman who you and Father think she is.
We’re leaving. Please don’t come after us.
I thought of taking this money, this money that Minjae has earned on her knees while pleasuring Father’s clients. It is his. But I do not want to leave you completely ruined.
When we are settled, we will contact you.
Forever your son,
Jung Yunho
I didn’t think that was enough and it was too much. There was so much to add, because she was my mother, but I didn’t know what else to say.
I left the note and the money on the desk and then went out the back.
A figure waited for me, and I moved quickly. I pulled Jae against me and kissed her, forcefully, briefly. We said nothing, but moved into the stables. I piled our saddlebags on my horse and then mounted. I held out my arm and pulled Jae in front of me.
With a quiet direction, I maneuvered out of the stables and then left our world behind.
I held Jae close as the horse galloped down the road. She clung to my arms with tight fingers. I covered her with the cloak as we rode.
I wasn’t too sure where I was going, but South sounded about right. It was still early in the spring and we were not equipped for colder weather. During the early morning we went through two towns. They were all places I had been so we did not stop.
As the sun rose to the East of us, I wondered if my mother had found our note and seen that we were gone.
I knew that I could not keep this pace. My horse would suffer, so just outside the next town, I turned off the road and walked the mare until we came to a stream. Eventually, I’d have to buy another horse. Bridget was strong, but carrying two people would wear her out.
I supported Jae as she slid from the horse and she walked a few feet away and then collapsed. Worried, I dismounted and went to her, but she pushed me away, not answering my questions.
“J-just leave me alone for … for a moment, please,” she whispered.
“Okay. Are you hungry?”
She shook her head, face hidden beneath her long hair.
I sat just a couple feet away and dug into my pack for a slice of bread and cheese. It was rations for us until I felt safe enough to check into an inn or stop in a town for supplies.
Jae’s little sniffs tore at my heart and I wanted to hold her.
“Jae,” I whispered and she flinched. “Please let me hold you. I … I can’t stand seeing you cry.”
Jae rubbed her arms and very lightly nodded her head. I quickly moved to her, kneeling, and gathered her in my arms. She clutched tightly at my shirt and cried harder. I said nothing and waited.
~~♥~~♥~~♥~~
Part 4: My Wife
Part 2: My Love
Part 1: My Sister
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Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong (implied sexual situations with Jaejoong and others)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They are only mine to experiment with when I write fanfics like this.
Summary: I am an only child. But at about twelve, a boy was forced to work for us, and then suddenly I had a sister named Minjae. I knew that Jaejoong was still in there, behind the beautiful long hair and dresses and corsets. Did I fall in love with her, my adopted sister, or in love with the boy who she used to be?
Warning: implied sexual situations with a minor and prostitution
A/N: Jaejoong is a boy in this fic. But in Yunho's upbringing, he was taught to call him a girl and think of him as a girl, so he refers to Jaejoong as "her" and "she". This fic is first person, from Yunho's POV. Also, I tagged this as fantasy just because the setting is like an Inn during Medieval times.
Fanart by crazyaboutchun!!!
Part 3:
Jae slipped into bed with me three nights later. “Are you going to marry Muriel?”
“No,” I said and yanked her to me for a kiss.
She pressed her hands to my chest and leaned away. “Who are you going to marry?”
“It would not be fair to marry a girl when I love you.”
“You lie.”
“I don’t. Let me kiss you.”
Jae smiled and shook her head, dark curls dancing around her face. With slightly hooded eyes, she stared at my chest, and then pressed a kiss to the skin between my muscles. Her hands landed soft on my sides. I caressed her arm, and just noticed that she only wore a shift. I curled my hand over her shoulder and held tight as I touched lips to her cheek. Her lips spread in a smile and she kissed my chest again, going lower and lower with her mouth. My fingers threaded through her hair.
I moaned when her lips brushed over one of my nipples. Her shaking tongue licked around the nub, and then covered it, sucking lightly.
“I told you I was going to show you what I did for them,” she whispered against my skin.
I opened my mouth to protest, but her mouth dropped lower, to my stomach. Her fingers gripped my hips, pushing and I rolled to my back. Her mouth never left my skin as she crawled between my legs. Her hands pressed against my hips and she licked down my body. I moaned, thinking of her destination. My cock twitched and hit her cheek.
When her tongue touched the heated skin of my shaft, I almost came. My fingers tightened in her hair, and I had to bite my lip against a shout that was sure to be heard through the inn.
The heat of her mouth closed around the tip of my erection. Her lips snagged over the crown as she took my cock deep into her throat.
I moaned low, hips rising. Her soft hands held my hips. She bobbed her head up and down. Just when I didn’t think she could take more of me, she inhaled deeply, hummed low and then lowered her head. Again and again, until her face pressed to my stomach. She stopped for a moment, and then pulled up, so slow.
“Fuck, Jaejoong,” I gasped.
Her whimper vibrated down me, and she sped up, taking me deep over and over. I raised a hand above me, grabbed a pillow and covered my face with it. I screamed into it as my orgasm shot through me and down her throat.
A moment later, she kissed the bend in my hip, fingers cupping my balls, and then crawled up my body. She moved the pillow, but I kept my eyes shut. My chest was heaving from the exertion.
“Hyung?”
I moaned and opened my eyes to look at Jae.
“Hyung, you really love me?”
I nodded.
“Okay,” she whispered and pressed a shaking kiss to my lips. Her lips tasted tangy with come. I slipped my hand over her hip. She shivered as her mouth opened and out tongues touched just as I curled my fingers around her erection. His.
She moaned as I stroked her. She pushed up, hands on my chest, before pulling her shift over her head. Her pale skin shone in the dark. I sat up, my other hand around her back to steady her and stroked faster. I kissed her neck and across her shoulders. Her hands slid around my back, nails digging into my skin. She threw her head back, rocking her hips and thrusting into my hand.
They had never done this to her, and they had never seen her like this. That is what I wanted, but I wanted all of her, and I did not want to share her. She shuddered, mouth open as her body shook and sagged against me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and whimpered into my shoulder as she came, orgasm splattering all over my stomach and hand.
She gasped my name and then shivered uncontrollably. I lowered her to the bed and hovered over her, pressing relaxing kisses to her cheeks and neck.
“Why do you love me, Yunho?” she whispered.
“I can’t pinpoint one reason, my love, I just do.”
She held me tightly and I pulled her close to my body. She fell asleep with a smile on her face and I stayed up for long hours just watching her.
~~♥~~♥~~♥~~
Our forbidden rendezvous increased from once every week or so, to every other night. Jae was as addicting as I knew she would be. We were almost caught a few times.
Almost a year later, as the winter snow melted into spring, Mother and Father again started talking about marriage. It was more than only mentioning it and I knew I was running out of time. They brought over girls and their parents to introduce us. And during the Winter Festival, the schoolteacher’s daughter Amanda was practically promised to me in front of most of our guests.
I knew it was time for Jae and me to leave. I was eighteen, and at fifteen, Jae was soon going to have a hard time hiding as a girl.
“Boo?” I whispered, so late at night. She lay on her stomach, hair fanned out around her head. I rubbed her back, letting my fingers dip over the curve of her ass.
She hummed to show she was listening.
“We should go.”
She was used to me saying this, but she propped up on her elbow and looked at me. She blew long hair out of her face, and it made me laugh.
“You are so beautiful,” I whispered and kissed her lips.
“And you are so handsome,” she replied, like she always did. My hand trailed down her body and I cupped her ass.
“We need to go. Leave.”
She shook her head. “We can’t.”
“Why not?”
“How are we going to live, survive, anything?”
I still had not told her of my deceptions. “Do you trust me, my love?”
“Yes.”
“Then trust me when I say we can.”
“Okay.”
I kissed her again and then settled over her. She moaned, smiling and arched her body against mine. We had already pleasured each other, and I felt selfish. I wanted more. But she was tired. Our lips met sideways, and I put my arm around her stomach, holding her up as I thrust slowly against her body.
“One day I will tell you that I need to go into town, and that night, I want you to pack a bag of clothes and then meet me down at the stables at three in the morning. Understand?”
She bit her lower lip. “No, but okay.”
I chuckled and lowered us to the bed. “Sleep now. You need to rest.”
She snuggled next to me, smiling. “Yunho?”
“Hm?” My eyes were already shut, trying to calm my nerves.
“I love you.”
I smiled and hugged her tightly. “I love you too, my BooJae.”
~~♥~~♥~~♥~~
It was three weeks later when I saw our chance. My father only checked over my work once a week, so I took more money than usual. I kept it all in a bag, waiting, and waiting more. The Spring Festival brought in many clients and lots of money. I knew that MinJae would have to stay up all night cleaning and cooking.
She went to my father’s office eight times that night.
Normally, I would stay in the main hall and watch over Jae, but if I wanted to leave that morning, I couldn’t afford to. It was still pretty early, only ten at night. Beer was flowing through the men in the main hall.
I stood up and moved around them to where Jae was standing at the bar.
“Minjae,” I said.
She smiled at me, and so did my mother.
“I have to go into town tomorrow, so I’m going to go up to bed. Try to keep your admirers quiet.”
Her smile fell for a moment and then she laughed and nodded. “You’ll be dead to the world in a couple hours. You wouldn’t notice if they danced on your bed.”
I laughed and kissed her cheek and then kissed Mother’s cheek, hugging her more tightly than normal. It was my goodbye even though she didn’t realize it. “I’m going to pack tonight so I don’t have to do it in the morning.”
“Wow, planning ahead,” Jae said. “That’s not like you at all, oppa.”
I laughed again and bid them goodnight. A few of the men tried to stop me to have a beer, but I moved through them with a smile. I went right to Jae’s room. I had no idea what she would and wouldn’t want, but soon, there were going to be four or five men in this room. I grabbed a few of the non-descript dresses and a few shifts and petticoats. Boots, shoes, leggings. God I had no idea. I only knew how to take them off Jae.
I grabbed any jewelry that might have been worth money and then took the full duffle bag and went to my room. I made sure the door was locked and then packed up all my things. I counted all the money, something I hadn’t done for awhile and my eyes went wide at the total amount. It was way more than enough. I separated it into ten coin purses, hiding a few in Jae’s bag and in my bag and then deciding to put the rest on my person.
I took the back stairs to the stables and made sure my horse was shod and saddled.
And then I went back to my room to wait. I listened as the men slamming their way to the rooms. Loud, obnoxious, annoying. I waited through the noise, heart hammering.
I couldn’t believe I was doing this. It felt too soon, but I’d been planning for almost two years now.
The night moved slowly. There was movement in the hall. I heard Mother’s voice, and then Father’s, and the door next to mine shut. My parents had gone to bed. I waited for another couple of hours. Late stragglers stumbled up to bed. There weren’t as many revelers now as there were during the winter.
Restless, I stood up. I put my boots on, grabbed the bags and my cloaks. Fuck, I had forgotten Jae’s cloak. At least I had two. I poked my head out the door, saw no one and hurried down the hall to the stairs. My breath caught, but the man on the stairs was passed out. I went down quickly.
The main hall was empty save for my beautiful love. She stood by the fire, a rag clutched in her hands.
I cleared my throat and she spun around, the scared look replaced with a smile.
She opened her mouth and I shook my head and mouthed, “Go.”
She nodded. Dropping the cloth, she moved to the door. I watched as she threw a shawl around her shoulders and slipped on shoes. Our eyes met across the room and then she slipped out the front door.
I sighed and went to the office. The night’s money sat in the safe. I had planned to take it, and then I stopped. I was stealing away my parents’ livelihood. Without Minjae, their profits would drop and I did not want my mother to live in poverty.
I quickly wrote her a note:
Dear Mother,
I love you. It may not seem like it since I have abandoned you.
But I love Jaejoong so much. Yes, Jaejoong. I love Jaejoong, not Minjae and not some half of a woman who you and Father think she is.
We’re leaving. Please don’t come after us.
I thought of taking this money, this money that Minjae has earned on her knees while pleasuring Father’s clients. It is his. But I do not want to leave you completely ruined.
When we are settled, we will contact you.
Forever your son,
Jung Yunho
I didn’t think that was enough and it was too much. There was so much to add, because she was my mother, but I didn’t know what else to say.
I left the note and the money on the desk and then went out the back.
A figure waited for me, and I moved quickly. I pulled Jae against me and kissed her, forcefully, briefly. We said nothing, but moved into the stables. I piled our saddlebags on my horse and then mounted. I held out my arm and pulled Jae in front of me.
With a quiet direction, I maneuvered out of the stables and then left our world behind.
I held Jae close as the horse galloped down the road. She clung to my arms with tight fingers. I covered her with the cloak as we rode.
I wasn’t too sure where I was going, but South sounded about right. It was still early in the spring and we were not equipped for colder weather. During the early morning we went through two towns. They were all places I had been so we did not stop.
As the sun rose to the East of us, I wondered if my mother had found our note and seen that we were gone.
I knew that I could not keep this pace. My horse would suffer, so just outside the next town, I turned off the road and walked the mare until we came to a stream. Eventually, I’d have to buy another horse. Bridget was strong, but carrying two people would wear her out.
I supported Jae as she slid from the horse and she walked a few feet away and then collapsed. Worried, I dismounted and went to her, but she pushed me away, not answering my questions.
“J-just leave me alone for … for a moment, please,” she whispered.
“Okay. Are you hungry?”
She shook her head, face hidden beneath her long hair.
I sat just a couple feet away and dug into my pack for a slice of bread and cheese. It was rations for us until I felt safe enough to check into an inn or stop in a town for supplies.
Jae’s little sniffs tore at my heart and I wanted to hold her.
“Jae,” I whispered and she flinched. “Please let me hold you. I … I can’t stand seeing you cry.”
Jae rubbed her arms and very lightly nodded her head. I quickly moved to her, kneeling, and gathered her in my arms. She clutched tightly at my shirt and cried harder. I said nothing and waited.
~~♥~~♥~~♥~~
Part 4: My Wife
Part 2: My Love
Part 1: My Sister
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