Move In Boyfriend 3/13
Title: Move In Boyfriend 3/13
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yoochun, Changmin/Junsu (and combinations of those four), Past!Yoochun/Yunho
Disclaimer: Santa didn't bring them to me for Christmas. I found a note instead: "Shame on you." ... I'm not sure for what, but I think it might have been because of that dream I had where Yoochun was my slave.
That's right, this fic is now going to be at least 4 parts long ...
Warnings: VERY VERY IMPORTANT!!! This fic is extremely graphic. This chapter contains restraints, toys, blindfolds, minor torture, water sports and plenty of cursing, moaning, and penetration. It's pretty kinky.
THIS FIC IS DEDICATED TO poppy_sky
Poster by ta_tow
Something was teasing him. Waking him. Twisting on him.
Yoochun rolled over, or tried to, only to have no use of his arms and limited use of his legs. He groaned.
Soft laughter filled the room.
A familiar, but still new, feeling of lust rushed through him when Yoochun discovered his hands bound tightly behind his back and Jae’s fingers teasing his hole. He tested the give of the restraints. Absolutely none. One strap wrapped around his elbows, another held his wrists together.
Yoochun moaned, rolling to his stomach. A burst of pain shot up through his cock, and he quickly rolled back to his side. His cock was purple, swollen and throbbing. A ring of silver nestled around the base.
“Pretty, isn’t it?” Jaejoong asked.
Yoochun pulled his eyes away and met Jae’s eyes. Brown now. And their natural color, Yoochun decided. He wore a white shirt, unbuttoned, one arm dropping off his shoulder. His blue jeans were undone with his hard cock poking free.
“You’re prettier,” Yoochun said, voice still a bit hoarse.
Jaejoong smiled. “You woke up too soon.”
Yoochun shut his eyes and took a deep breath. “Sorry. Someone was playing with me.”
“How dare they when you’re so obviously mine at the moment.”
“What else are you going to do with me while I’m yours?”
Jae gave him an innocent look and then said, “Close your eyes.”
Yoochun did.
Fingers prodded his sore hole and he bit his lips against the hiss that tried to escape anyway. And then something much larger than fingers slammed into him. He threw his head back with a half moan/half scream.
And then lips kissed him, starting from his hip and traveling up his thigh to his arm and shoulder and neck. Jae laid his body against Yoochun’s. With one hand, he tugged on the plug buried in Yoochun’s ass. Yoochun whimpered and squirmed.
“Feel good?” Jae asked and kissed the side of Yoochun’s mouth.
“Hmmm.”
“I’m trying not to wonder why you’re not freaking out,” Jae said. “Most people would panic after waking up and finding themselves tied up.”
“And yet, you tied me up anyway.”
Jae fought back a smile. “Couldn’t help it.”
“What time is it?”
“Three.”
Yoochun groaned.
“Make your choice,” Jae said as he slowly twisted the plug. “Let you go to sleep for another couple hours, or this.”
“Not much of a choice,” Yoochun said, and stretched his neck to meet Jae’s lips in a heated kiss.
“Come on, then. Sit up.” Jae moved away from him.
“Sit up?”
Jae smirked. “Yes. Sit up. Man, if I wasn’t planning on making use of that mouth of yours, you’d be gagged again.”
Yoochun rolled his eyes dramatically, but a shiver of anticipation rushed through him. He’d barely gotten to lick Jae’s cock, and come to think of it, he hadn’t even touched him yet.
Jae tsked at him, grabbed the restraints at his elbows and pulled him up. The combination of pain from his arms, pain from his cock and pleasure as the plug was pushed deeper was enough to have Yoochun moaning again. Jae didn’t stop and hauled him to his feet. He tugged on the restraints again.
“Come on, my YooYum,” he said and led the way out of the bedroom. Yoochun walked backwards, being led by his arms.
Cold tile of the bathroom floor met his feet. Jae yanked him around, and Yoochun found himself standing in front of the mirror. Jae stood behind him, smiling, and then wrapped his arms around Yoochun’s waist.
“Someone had some fun with you,” Jae said, and ran his hands up and down Yoochun’s marked chest.
“Lots of fun,” Yoochun muttered and leaned back, head on Jae’s shoulder. Jae’s lips found his neck.
Yoochun jerked when Jae twisted the plug again. “Such abuse. I should kiss you better.”
“Please,” Yoochun whispered.
Jae started at his back, kissing the few dark spots there, and then moved around him. Each mark received a chaste peck. Jae slid down his front, spread his legs and kissed his thighs.
Yoochun moaned. His cock was so hard already, pulsing and painful. Jae pressed his lips to the tip and Yoochun’s knee buckled. Only Jae’s quick reaction kept him up. Jae stood back up, laying kisses on his skin. His hand slid around Yoochun’s ass to grab the plug. He slowly fucked him with it.
“Now, tell me, YooYum, what do you want right now?”
Jae pushed tiny thrusts against his body.
Yoochun’s eyes slid shut as Jae’s skin pressed against his erection. He cleared his throat. “You mentioned something about using my mouth.”
“And how would you like me to use your mouth?” Jae turned the plug, using it to stretch Yoochun’s hole more.
Yoochun winced, and then had to lick dry lips again.
“I could pin you to the ground and go find a twelve inch dildo and fuck your mouth with it.”
Yoochun shivered and shook his head. “Suck. Let me suck you.”
Jae smiled. “Alright. On your knees then.”
Jae gave the plug one more rough tug and then pushed Yoochun’s shoulder. Yoochun slid to the ground, mouth open, tongue trailing down Jaejoong’s skin between the open shirt.
“I didn’t tell you to do that,” Jae said, voice breathless.
Yoochun smirked.
With a raise of an eyebrow, Jaejoong grabbed Yoochun’s face and pulled him forward. Yoochun opened his mouth to Jae’s dick. Jae yanked him all the way forward, and Yoochun gagged. He tried to put his hands up to steady himself and pain laced up through his shoulders. Jae held him there, lips pressed to his body. Yoochun tried to breathe and gagged again.
Jae adjusted his hands, fingers tangling in Yoochun’s hair and then pulled. He held Yoochun still and slid his dick out of his mouth, slowly, until just the tip rested against lips. Yoochun took a much needed breath and then licked the tip of Jae’s cock.
“Oh, fuck,” Jae moaned, and then pushed forward again, until Yoochun’s lips touched his body.
Yoochun at least expected it this time and kept the gagging to a minimum, and then Jae did it again, speeding up, fucking his face hard and all Yoochun could do was hold still and move his tongue along Jae’s dick as it slid in and out of mouth, and tighten his throat when he didn’t have to breathe. Yoochun was good a sucking cock, he knew that, but this was the first time he’d never had his hands to help.
“Holy shit, YooYum,” Jae groaned again.
Yoochun looked up at him.
“What was that?” Jae said. “You want it faster, harder?”
Yoochun whimpered.
Jae sped up, hands clenching in his hair, probably bruising his neck.
And Yoochun relaxed, got lost in the movements as his face was pushed against Jae’s body and Jae’s cock filled the deepest reaches of his throat. He was moaning too, whimpering and tugging on the restraints. Pain waved through him in time with the lust. Pain from his arms, pain from his cock, and pain from the hands pulling his hair. He wanted to touch Jae so badly. His own cock was on fire, his ass clenching around the plug every time Jae yanked his head forward.
Jae’s cock grew in his mouth, pulsed precome down his throat.
Yoochun wanted more, needed more. Without ruining Jae’s rhythm, he twisted his lower half, making the plug move and press against his abused walls. It made him moan more.
Jae suddenly moaned and stilled, cock all the way down Yoochun throat, and Yoochun’s face held tightly against his body. His cock jumped and shivered, Yoochun slid his tongue along it, and then he was gagging, swallowing as Jae’s come filled his throat.
Jae’s deep breaths echoed around the bathroom. And then he fucked Yoochun’s face again, cock still hard and leaking fluid.
“God that was hot,” Jae muttered.
Yoochun hummed an appreciation around Jae’s cock.
Jae looked down at him. He smirked slowly and continued his languid movements.
“So, YooYum, do I taste good?”
Yoochun nodded.
“I’m glad you think so. But I’m wondering something. How kinky are you?”
Yoochun sent him a confused look.
“Well, I know that my come is probably clinging to your throat and I know that you wouldn’t mind something to wash it down with. Do you want to see if all of me tastes good?”
Yoochun swallowed as his ecstasy fused brain decided to catch on to what Jae was suggesting. His eyes went wide.
Jae grinned. He pulled his dick away until again just the tip rested in Yoochun’s mouth. Yoochun tightened his lips around him, keeping him secure.
“Should I take that as a yes?”
Yoochun had to look away from those brown eyes. It was dirty and wrong and fuck, he wanted to, if only to see, to taste … A blush covered his cheeks as he looked back up at Jaejoong. He tongued the slit of Jae’s cock.
Jae smiled widely at him. A tender hand cradled his jaw and tipped his head back a bit. Jae’s eyes shut and he sighed. The first stream of piss had Yoochun jerking away from the taste, but Jae held his head, held him still and Yoochun relaxed and swallowed. He sucked it down after that, licking and twirling his tongue around Jae’s cock.
Jae moaned something that sounded like an obscenity.
And then he pulled out of Yoochun’s mouth. Yoochun’s whimper turned to a moan as the warm, heady stream hit his chin and then his neck and chest. He cried out when it hit his sensitive cock. And then Yoochun leaned forward, grabbing at Jae’s dick with his teeth and lips as piss splattered up to his face. He swallowed again, and then groaned in disappointment when it stopped.
“You are one kinky bastard,” Jae said with a laugh, and then fell to his knees and kissed Yoochun hard. He pushed them back, holding Yoochun until he was laying on his back, arms pressed painfully against the floor.
Jae tugged on his cock, and Yoochun broke away with a cry of Jae’s name.
“Time to take this off.”
The cock ring was released and with a single touch of Jae’s tongue at the tip, Yoochun came hard. Jae laughed and licked it up and then crawled up Yoochun’s body. He kissed him, sharing Yoochun’s come, and Yoochun whimpered, swallowing it.
“Let’s see how far your body can bend,” Jae said and grabbed Yoochun’s legs. Bent at the knee, Jae lifted them until Yoochun’s back lifted off the floor and his ass was in the air. All of Yoochun’s weight was on his neck. Jae crooned and licked around the plug.
Yoochun moaned, “Fuck me, Jae. Please. God, please, fuck me.”
“Just like this,” Jae said and tugged on the plug again.
Yoochun screamed when he yanked it out. And then carefully, holding Yoochun in position, Jae stood and then crouched until his dick slid into Yoochun’s hole.
Yoochun cried out again.
Jae fucked him hard, slapping his body down against Yoochun’s. The angle sucked, but Jae kept at it, as Yoochun’s face and neck turned from pink to red.
Yoochun couldn’t breathe past his moans, couldn’t do much of anything as his body warred between pain and pleasure. The pleasure was winning, soaking up the pain and twisting it to serve Yoochun’s body.
Another wave of pleasure coiled up through him, building with every violent thrust of Jae’s hips until he couldn’t take any more. His cock twitched and jerked and he shot come onto his own face and neck.
Jae suddenly stopped and Yoochun whimpered and then screamed as Jae flung him to his side and then onto his stomach. His face was pressed in a pool of piss.
“Lick it up, baby,” Jae said and Yoochun was already doing it before the command passed Jae’s lips.
Jae slammed back into him. Yoochun cried out. Jae grabbed the restraints at his elbows and pulled until Yoochun’s body lifted off the ground. Jae’s other hand wrapped in Yoochun’s hair, yanking his head back. Jae fucked him brutally, never pausing or stopping and Yoochun’s mouth stayed open in a scream. Pleasure coiled around him again, and a dry orgasm ripped through his body.
Jae moaned, body shaking, hand in Yoochun’s hair tightening. With a shout Yoochun’s name and an obscenity, Jae came
They both fell, still connected to the floor, breathing heavy in the silence.
Jae recovered enough to kiss Yoochun’s neck and ear, and then he very slowly pulled out. Yoochun shivered when Jae’s fingers filled him.
“Open,” Jae said, and Yoochun took the offering, licking Jae’s fingers clean of come.
“Time for a shower,” Jae said.
Yoochun gasped, voice incredibly hoarse, “You promised me a bath.”
“I know. Shower first.”
Warmth splattered on his arms and back and Yoochun squirmed, moaning as the stream moved up to his shoulder. He turned his head, mouth open and Jae aimed there, the last bit of piss soaking Yoochun’s face. He swallowed and licked at his lips and the floor.
“Now it’s time for a bath,” Jae said.
Yoochun’s arms were released, and his body protested as he tried to move.
Jae stood up and moved to the sunken tub. He started the water and then came back to Yoochun. He rolled him over.
“Under the sink are some superabsorbent towels. Clean this up while the tub fills.”
Yoochun nodded.
Jae left the bathroom, and very gingerly Yoochun got to his hands and knees and crawled to the cabinet. He grabbed blue towels and then even more carefully, wiped up the mess on the floor.
Good fuck and holy shit, Yoochun, what the hell is the matter with you?
His heart sped up and a jolt of panic rushed through him. He just let Jae piss on him. Twice and he’d drank it, slurped it up like it was water. He shuddered.
And he’d enjoyed every moment of it.
Yoochun threw the soiled towels into the trash and then sat there. Jae hadn’t told him what to do after. Yoochun shrugged. Might as well take this submission thing all the way. Yoochun moved to the middle of the bathroom, kneeling and waited for Jae to return.
He did, only moments later and ignored Yoochun, moving to the bathtub, and checking the temperature. He slinked out of his jeans and tossed the shirt on the floor. He climbed in, sighing as the warm water hit his skin.
“Go rinse off in the shower,” Jae said.
Yoochun nodded, and stood slowly. His knee almost collapsed on the first step, but he walked to the shower stall.
“Use cold water,” Jae said.
Yoochun turned the water on, turning the dial as cold as it would go. He stuck his hand in and shivered. With a deep breath, he climbed in, twitching as the heat of his skin was assailed by ice. Jae instructed him to put his head back, wipe his body down, clean out his ass. And then he watched for a few minutes as Yoochun rubbed his arms against the cold.
“Okay. Come get in with me.”
Yoochun turned the water off quickly and headed to the bath.
“Wait,” Jae said and Yoochun whimpered, but stopped. Jae moved to the edge and reached up and tweaked Yoochun’s hard nipples. And then he pulled Yoochun forward. Yoochun cried out when his hot mouth closed around his nipple, tongue lathering and teasing them both.
“Okay. In you get.”
Yoochun climbed in, body shaking at the heat. His skin immediately turned red. Jae pulled him close, wrapped his arms around him and kissed his cheek.
“You play the docile little submissive really well,” Jae mused as Yoochun settled against him, back to Jae’s chest.
“Thank you,” Yoochun said with a laugh. “I guess.”
“You’ve never done anything like this before.” Jae’s fingers circled Yoochun’s nipples.
“No.”
“And?”
“And I’m a bit overwhelmed with it all. I mean, when my mind isn’t clouded with lust, that is. Like now, thinking about it, it’s like … “
“What the fuck, right?”
“Right.”
“Ah, there’s a little kink in everyone,” Jae said. “Some of us just get more of it. Are you ready to tell me about Yunho?”
Yoochun sighed. “What’s to tell? He’s the son of a friend of my family’s. We grew up together, but not really together. More like, we saw each other at functions and things like that. And then we ended up as roommates in college. I dropped out, he kept on, but as soon as I had my own place, he moved in. A year later, I came home to him in bed with someone else.”
“Do you think you’re doing all this with me to get back at him in some way?”
“No. Maybe. I don’t know. It’s been six months since I’ve even kissed anyone. About time, I’d say.”
“Six months? Holy shit.” Jae laughed.
Yoochun struggled to get away and Jae held on more tightly. “Look, I’m not casual about these things and I’m not … I’m not Junsu, okay? Junsu is the crazy one.”
“So I saw. And I’m sorry I laughed, just took me by surprise is all.”
Jae pushed Yoochun away, and then reached for the shampoo. “Let me wash your hair,” he whispered. He lathered up his hands and then with firm fingers massaged Yoochun’s scalp. Yoochun leaned into the touch.
“Keep talking,” Jae whispered.
Yoochun swallowed. “When I found him, I just … left. Took some clothes and went to my brother’s apartment. I always meant to come back, but it’s so hard being up there, being around our things and in our home. And then I always meant to move. The other day, when I first saw you, that was the first time I’d slept at my apartment in at least three months. But I decided that six months was long enough to pine after some asshole that never even tried to call me or apologize or contact me. And then I said hello to you and … Jae, I’m not like that. I’m not … I’m pretty shy and … ”
“Rinse your head,” Jae said, and Yoochun ducked his head under the water.
Jae’s hands landed on Yoochun’s head, holding him under. Yoochun panicked, and then Jae’s hands pulled him around to his body. Trying not to breathe, Yoochun opened his mouth and sucked on Jae’s cock. Water flowed into his nose and he broke away and spluttered to the surface, gasping, coughing, wiping the water from his face.
“Sorry,” he said quickly, seeing Jae’s narrowed eyes. “I’m terrified of drowning.”
Jae smiled and pinned him to the wall of the tub. “You need to get ready for work.”
Yoochun groaned and leaned his head against the tub. Jae kissed his neck and then took a soaped up loufa to Yoochun’s arms and chest. Yoochun rose out of the tub as Jae commanded and Jae washed the rest of him, soaped up fingers digging into Yoochun’s hole.
“Oh, fuck, Jae, don’t tease me,” Yoochun said.
“Just cleaning,” Jae said with laughter in his voice. “But it’s my turn.”
He held out the loufa and Yoochun took it, scrubbing at Jae’s shoulder muscles and pecs and abs. He smirked and trailed soapy fingers across Jae’s stomach. Jae laughed and then grabbed his wrist and tried to glare at him, but smiled and turned around so Yoochun could get his back. When Jae rose from the water, Yoochun’s mouth watered. Jae’s ass was perfect, like the rest of him, sinful skin and muscle. His hole was pink, and without thinking, Yoochun leaned forward and licked him. Jae groaned and pushed back against his face. He dropped the loufa, spread Jae’s ass and licked him again, pressing his tongue into Jae’s hole.
“You don’t have time to finish this,” Jae said with a gasp between words.
“Nope,” Yoochun said, and slid a finger into Jae.
Jae threw his head back with a cry. And then yanked himself away.
“I should smack you for that,” Jae said, gasping.
“I’d deserve it.”
The sting of Jae’s palm still surprised Yoochun as his head snapped to the side. But he was smirking when he looked back at Jae. He dropped his eyes, knowing Jae would see the fake submission, and apologized.
“Fucker,” Jae said and launched himself at him. Holding him tightly, Jae said, “Only rule. Don’t start what you can’t finish.”
“Yes, professor.”
Jae pinched his side hard. And then when it got nothing more than a wince from Yoochun, Jae grabbed Yoochun hard cock and squeezed, nails digging into it, and then he stroked. Yoochun threw his head back with a cry. Jae bit his neck.
“Of course, that rule does not apply to me.”
“Of course,” Yoochun breathed.
Jae let him go and laughed. “Come on. You’re going to be late for work.”
They rinsed off in the shower, sharing kisses through the water, and then Yoochun dried Jae off, and Yoochun dressed
“How late are you working?” Jae asked, as he kissed Yoochun goodbye.
“I don’t know. It depends on if Changmin comes in or not. I could be there until five.”
Jae frowned. “I have a shift tonight starting at four.”
“What job?”
Jae smiled. “If I tell you, you have to promise not to be mad.”
Yoochun shrugged. “Why would I be mad?”
“You seem like you’re the attachment type.”
Yoochun smiled. “I am, but I don’t even know you.”
“Might as well tell you then. I’m a stripper.”
Yoochun’s eyes went wide.
“And a dominator. Hence, the toys.”
Yoochun licked his lips. “And tonight’s job?”
“Stripping. I have a show.”
“Where?”
“You want to come?”
“Fuck yes.”
Jae laughed. “Okay, but don’t be late. What I told Junsu yesterday is true. If you’re late, they won’t let you in. I’ll put both your names down as my personal guests.”
“Sounds like fun.”
“Now, go,” Jae said and gave him one more deep kiss before shoving him out into the hall and slamming the door.
Part 4: LUST
Part 2: CONTROL
Part 1: EXOTIC
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Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yoochun, Changmin/Junsu (and combinations of those four), Past!Yoochun/Yunho
Disclaimer: Santa didn't bring them to me for Christmas. I found a note instead: "Shame on you." ... I'm not sure for what, but I think it might have been because of that dream I had where Yoochun was my slave.
That's right, this fic is now going to be at least 4 parts long ...
Warnings: VERY VERY IMPORTANT!!! This fic is extremely graphic. This chapter contains restraints, toys, blindfolds, minor torture, water sports and plenty of cursing, moaning, and penetration. It's pretty kinky.
THIS FIC IS DEDICATED TO poppy_sky
Poster by ta_tow
Something was teasing him. Waking him. Twisting on him.
Yoochun rolled over, or tried to, only to have no use of his arms and limited use of his legs. He groaned.
Soft laughter filled the room.
A familiar, but still new, feeling of lust rushed through him when Yoochun discovered his hands bound tightly behind his back and Jae’s fingers teasing his hole. He tested the give of the restraints. Absolutely none. One strap wrapped around his elbows, another held his wrists together.
Yoochun moaned, rolling to his stomach. A burst of pain shot up through his cock, and he quickly rolled back to his side. His cock was purple, swollen and throbbing. A ring of silver nestled around the base.
“Pretty, isn’t it?” Jaejoong asked.
Yoochun pulled his eyes away and met Jae’s eyes. Brown now. And their natural color, Yoochun decided. He wore a white shirt, unbuttoned, one arm dropping off his shoulder. His blue jeans were undone with his hard cock poking free.
“You’re prettier,” Yoochun said, voice still a bit hoarse.
Jaejoong smiled. “You woke up too soon.”
Yoochun shut his eyes and took a deep breath. “Sorry. Someone was playing with me.”
“How dare they when you’re so obviously mine at the moment.”
“What else are you going to do with me while I’m yours?”
Jae gave him an innocent look and then said, “Close your eyes.”
Yoochun did.
Fingers prodded his sore hole and he bit his lips against the hiss that tried to escape anyway. And then something much larger than fingers slammed into him. He threw his head back with a half moan/half scream.
And then lips kissed him, starting from his hip and traveling up his thigh to his arm and shoulder and neck. Jae laid his body against Yoochun’s. With one hand, he tugged on the plug buried in Yoochun’s ass. Yoochun whimpered and squirmed.
“Feel good?” Jae asked and kissed the side of Yoochun’s mouth.
“Hmmm.”
“I’m trying not to wonder why you’re not freaking out,” Jae said. “Most people would panic after waking up and finding themselves tied up.”
“And yet, you tied me up anyway.”
Jae fought back a smile. “Couldn’t help it.”
“What time is it?”
“Three.”
Yoochun groaned.
“Make your choice,” Jae said as he slowly twisted the plug. “Let you go to sleep for another couple hours, or this.”
“Not much of a choice,” Yoochun said, and stretched his neck to meet Jae’s lips in a heated kiss.
“Come on, then. Sit up.” Jae moved away from him.
“Sit up?”
Jae smirked. “Yes. Sit up. Man, if I wasn’t planning on making use of that mouth of yours, you’d be gagged again.”
Yoochun rolled his eyes dramatically, but a shiver of anticipation rushed through him. He’d barely gotten to lick Jae’s cock, and come to think of it, he hadn’t even touched him yet.
Jae tsked at him, grabbed the restraints at his elbows and pulled him up. The combination of pain from his arms, pain from his cock and pleasure as the plug was pushed deeper was enough to have Yoochun moaning again. Jae didn’t stop and hauled him to his feet. He tugged on the restraints again.
“Come on, my YooYum,” he said and led the way out of the bedroom. Yoochun walked backwards, being led by his arms.
Cold tile of the bathroom floor met his feet. Jae yanked him around, and Yoochun found himself standing in front of the mirror. Jae stood behind him, smiling, and then wrapped his arms around Yoochun’s waist.
“Someone had some fun with you,” Jae said, and ran his hands up and down Yoochun’s marked chest.
“Lots of fun,” Yoochun muttered and leaned back, head on Jae’s shoulder. Jae’s lips found his neck.
Yoochun jerked when Jae twisted the plug again. “Such abuse. I should kiss you better.”
“Please,” Yoochun whispered.
Jae started at his back, kissing the few dark spots there, and then moved around him. Each mark received a chaste peck. Jae slid down his front, spread his legs and kissed his thighs.
Yoochun moaned. His cock was so hard already, pulsing and painful. Jae pressed his lips to the tip and Yoochun’s knee buckled. Only Jae’s quick reaction kept him up. Jae stood back up, laying kisses on his skin. His hand slid around Yoochun’s ass to grab the plug. He slowly fucked him with it.
“Now, tell me, YooYum, what do you want right now?”
Jae pushed tiny thrusts against his body.
Yoochun’s eyes slid shut as Jae’s skin pressed against his erection. He cleared his throat. “You mentioned something about using my mouth.”
“And how would you like me to use your mouth?” Jae turned the plug, using it to stretch Yoochun’s hole more.
Yoochun winced, and then had to lick dry lips again.
“I could pin you to the ground and go find a twelve inch dildo and fuck your mouth with it.”
Yoochun shivered and shook his head. “Suck. Let me suck you.”
Jae smiled. “Alright. On your knees then.”
Jae gave the plug one more rough tug and then pushed Yoochun’s shoulder. Yoochun slid to the ground, mouth open, tongue trailing down Jaejoong’s skin between the open shirt.
“I didn’t tell you to do that,” Jae said, voice breathless.
Yoochun smirked.
With a raise of an eyebrow, Jaejoong grabbed Yoochun’s face and pulled him forward. Yoochun opened his mouth to Jae’s dick. Jae yanked him all the way forward, and Yoochun gagged. He tried to put his hands up to steady himself and pain laced up through his shoulders. Jae held him there, lips pressed to his body. Yoochun tried to breathe and gagged again.
Jae adjusted his hands, fingers tangling in Yoochun’s hair and then pulled. He held Yoochun still and slid his dick out of his mouth, slowly, until just the tip rested against lips. Yoochun took a much needed breath and then licked the tip of Jae’s cock.
“Oh, fuck,” Jae moaned, and then pushed forward again, until Yoochun’s lips touched his body.
Yoochun at least expected it this time and kept the gagging to a minimum, and then Jae did it again, speeding up, fucking his face hard and all Yoochun could do was hold still and move his tongue along Jae’s dick as it slid in and out of mouth, and tighten his throat when he didn’t have to breathe. Yoochun was good a sucking cock, he knew that, but this was the first time he’d never had his hands to help.
“Holy shit, YooYum,” Jae groaned again.
Yoochun looked up at him.
“What was that?” Jae said. “You want it faster, harder?”
Yoochun whimpered.
Jae sped up, hands clenching in his hair, probably bruising his neck.
And Yoochun relaxed, got lost in the movements as his face was pushed against Jae’s body and Jae’s cock filled the deepest reaches of his throat. He was moaning too, whimpering and tugging on the restraints. Pain waved through him in time with the lust. Pain from his arms, pain from his cock, and pain from the hands pulling his hair. He wanted to touch Jae so badly. His own cock was on fire, his ass clenching around the plug every time Jae yanked his head forward.
Jae’s cock grew in his mouth, pulsed precome down his throat.
Yoochun wanted more, needed more. Without ruining Jae’s rhythm, he twisted his lower half, making the plug move and press against his abused walls. It made him moan more.
Jae suddenly moaned and stilled, cock all the way down Yoochun throat, and Yoochun’s face held tightly against his body. His cock jumped and shivered, Yoochun slid his tongue along it, and then he was gagging, swallowing as Jae’s come filled his throat.
Jae’s deep breaths echoed around the bathroom. And then he fucked Yoochun’s face again, cock still hard and leaking fluid.
“God that was hot,” Jae muttered.
Yoochun hummed an appreciation around Jae’s cock.
Jae looked down at him. He smirked slowly and continued his languid movements.
“So, YooYum, do I taste good?”
Yoochun nodded.
“I’m glad you think so. But I’m wondering something. How kinky are you?”
Yoochun sent him a confused look.
“Well, I know that my come is probably clinging to your throat and I know that you wouldn’t mind something to wash it down with. Do you want to see if all of me tastes good?”
Yoochun swallowed as his ecstasy fused brain decided to catch on to what Jae was suggesting. His eyes went wide.
Jae grinned. He pulled his dick away until again just the tip rested in Yoochun’s mouth. Yoochun tightened his lips around him, keeping him secure.
“Should I take that as a yes?”
Yoochun had to look away from those brown eyes. It was dirty and wrong and fuck, he wanted to, if only to see, to taste … A blush covered his cheeks as he looked back up at Jaejoong. He tongued the slit of Jae’s cock.
Jae smiled widely at him. A tender hand cradled his jaw and tipped his head back a bit. Jae’s eyes shut and he sighed. The first stream of piss had Yoochun jerking away from the taste, but Jae held his head, held him still and Yoochun relaxed and swallowed. He sucked it down after that, licking and twirling his tongue around Jae’s cock.
Jae moaned something that sounded like an obscenity.
And then he pulled out of Yoochun’s mouth. Yoochun’s whimper turned to a moan as the warm, heady stream hit his chin and then his neck and chest. He cried out when it hit his sensitive cock. And then Yoochun leaned forward, grabbing at Jae’s dick with his teeth and lips as piss splattered up to his face. He swallowed again, and then groaned in disappointment when it stopped.
“You are one kinky bastard,” Jae said with a laugh, and then fell to his knees and kissed Yoochun hard. He pushed them back, holding Yoochun until he was laying on his back, arms pressed painfully against the floor.
Jae tugged on his cock, and Yoochun broke away with a cry of Jae’s name.
“Time to take this off.”
The cock ring was released and with a single touch of Jae’s tongue at the tip, Yoochun came hard. Jae laughed and licked it up and then crawled up Yoochun’s body. He kissed him, sharing Yoochun’s come, and Yoochun whimpered, swallowing it.
“Let’s see how far your body can bend,” Jae said and grabbed Yoochun’s legs. Bent at the knee, Jae lifted them until Yoochun’s back lifted off the floor and his ass was in the air. All of Yoochun’s weight was on his neck. Jae crooned and licked around the plug.
Yoochun moaned, “Fuck me, Jae. Please. God, please, fuck me.”
“Just like this,” Jae said and tugged on the plug again.
Yoochun screamed when he yanked it out. And then carefully, holding Yoochun in position, Jae stood and then crouched until his dick slid into Yoochun’s hole.
Yoochun cried out again.
Jae fucked him hard, slapping his body down against Yoochun’s. The angle sucked, but Jae kept at it, as Yoochun’s face and neck turned from pink to red.
Yoochun couldn’t breathe past his moans, couldn’t do much of anything as his body warred between pain and pleasure. The pleasure was winning, soaking up the pain and twisting it to serve Yoochun’s body.
Another wave of pleasure coiled up through him, building with every violent thrust of Jae’s hips until he couldn’t take any more. His cock twitched and jerked and he shot come onto his own face and neck.
Jae suddenly stopped and Yoochun whimpered and then screamed as Jae flung him to his side and then onto his stomach. His face was pressed in a pool of piss.
“Lick it up, baby,” Jae said and Yoochun was already doing it before the command passed Jae’s lips.
Jae slammed back into him. Yoochun cried out. Jae grabbed the restraints at his elbows and pulled until Yoochun’s body lifted off the ground. Jae’s other hand wrapped in Yoochun’s hair, yanking his head back. Jae fucked him brutally, never pausing or stopping and Yoochun’s mouth stayed open in a scream. Pleasure coiled around him again, and a dry orgasm ripped through his body.
Jae moaned, body shaking, hand in Yoochun’s hair tightening. With a shout Yoochun’s name and an obscenity, Jae came
They both fell, still connected to the floor, breathing heavy in the silence.
Jae recovered enough to kiss Yoochun’s neck and ear, and then he very slowly pulled out. Yoochun shivered when Jae’s fingers filled him.
“Open,” Jae said, and Yoochun took the offering, licking Jae’s fingers clean of come.
“Time for a shower,” Jae said.
Yoochun gasped, voice incredibly hoarse, “You promised me a bath.”
“I know. Shower first.”
Warmth splattered on his arms and back and Yoochun squirmed, moaning as the stream moved up to his shoulder. He turned his head, mouth open and Jae aimed there, the last bit of piss soaking Yoochun’s face. He swallowed and licked at his lips and the floor.
“Now it’s time for a bath,” Jae said.
Yoochun’s arms were released, and his body protested as he tried to move.
Jae stood up and moved to the sunken tub. He started the water and then came back to Yoochun. He rolled him over.
“Under the sink are some superabsorbent towels. Clean this up while the tub fills.”
Yoochun nodded.
Jae left the bathroom, and very gingerly Yoochun got to his hands and knees and crawled to the cabinet. He grabbed blue towels and then even more carefully, wiped up the mess on the floor.
Good fuck and holy shit, Yoochun, what the hell is the matter with you?
His heart sped up and a jolt of panic rushed through him. He just let Jae piss on him. Twice and he’d drank it, slurped it up like it was water. He shuddered.
And he’d enjoyed every moment of it.
Yoochun threw the soiled towels into the trash and then sat there. Jae hadn’t told him what to do after. Yoochun shrugged. Might as well take this submission thing all the way. Yoochun moved to the middle of the bathroom, kneeling and waited for Jae to return.
He did, only moments later and ignored Yoochun, moving to the bathtub, and checking the temperature. He slinked out of his jeans and tossed the shirt on the floor. He climbed in, sighing as the warm water hit his skin.
“Go rinse off in the shower,” Jae said.
Yoochun nodded, and stood slowly. His knee almost collapsed on the first step, but he walked to the shower stall.
“Use cold water,” Jae said.
Yoochun turned the water on, turning the dial as cold as it would go. He stuck his hand in and shivered. With a deep breath, he climbed in, twitching as the heat of his skin was assailed by ice. Jae instructed him to put his head back, wipe his body down, clean out his ass. And then he watched for a few minutes as Yoochun rubbed his arms against the cold.
“Okay. Come get in with me.”
Yoochun turned the water off quickly and headed to the bath.
“Wait,” Jae said and Yoochun whimpered, but stopped. Jae moved to the edge and reached up and tweaked Yoochun’s hard nipples. And then he pulled Yoochun forward. Yoochun cried out when his hot mouth closed around his nipple, tongue lathering and teasing them both.
“Okay. In you get.”
Yoochun climbed in, body shaking at the heat. His skin immediately turned red. Jae pulled him close, wrapped his arms around him and kissed his cheek.
“You play the docile little submissive really well,” Jae mused as Yoochun settled against him, back to Jae’s chest.
“Thank you,” Yoochun said with a laugh. “I guess.”
“You’ve never done anything like this before.” Jae’s fingers circled Yoochun’s nipples.
“No.”
“And?”
“And I’m a bit overwhelmed with it all. I mean, when my mind isn’t clouded with lust, that is. Like now, thinking about it, it’s like … “
“What the fuck, right?”
“Right.”
“Ah, there’s a little kink in everyone,” Jae said. “Some of us just get more of it. Are you ready to tell me about Yunho?”
Yoochun sighed. “What’s to tell? He’s the son of a friend of my family’s. We grew up together, but not really together. More like, we saw each other at functions and things like that. And then we ended up as roommates in college. I dropped out, he kept on, but as soon as I had my own place, he moved in. A year later, I came home to him in bed with someone else.”
“Do you think you’re doing all this with me to get back at him in some way?”
“No. Maybe. I don’t know. It’s been six months since I’ve even kissed anyone. About time, I’d say.”
“Six months? Holy shit.” Jae laughed.
Yoochun struggled to get away and Jae held on more tightly. “Look, I’m not casual about these things and I’m not … I’m not Junsu, okay? Junsu is the crazy one.”
“So I saw. And I’m sorry I laughed, just took me by surprise is all.”
Jae pushed Yoochun away, and then reached for the shampoo. “Let me wash your hair,” he whispered. He lathered up his hands and then with firm fingers massaged Yoochun’s scalp. Yoochun leaned into the touch.
“Keep talking,” Jae whispered.
Yoochun swallowed. “When I found him, I just … left. Took some clothes and went to my brother’s apartment. I always meant to come back, but it’s so hard being up there, being around our things and in our home. And then I always meant to move. The other day, when I first saw you, that was the first time I’d slept at my apartment in at least three months. But I decided that six months was long enough to pine after some asshole that never even tried to call me or apologize or contact me. And then I said hello to you and … Jae, I’m not like that. I’m not … I’m pretty shy and … ”
“Rinse your head,” Jae said, and Yoochun ducked his head under the water.
Jae’s hands landed on Yoochun’s head, holding him under. Yoochun panicked, and then Jae’s hands pulled him around to his body. Trying not to breathe, Yoochun opened his mouth and sucked on Jae’s cock. Water flowed into his nose and he broke away and spluttered to the surface, gasping, coughing, wiping the water from his face.
“Sorry,” he said quickly, seeing Jae’s narrowed eyes. “I’m terrified of drowning.”
Jae smiled and pinned him to the wall of the tub. “You need to get ready for work.”
Yoochun groaned and leaned his head against the tub. Jae kissed his neck and then took a soaped up loufa to Yoochun’s arms and chest. Yoochun rose out of the tub as Jae commanded and Jae washed the rest of him, soaped up fingers digging into Yoochun’s hole.
“Oh, fuck, Jae, don’t tease me,” Yoochun said.
“Just cleaning,” Jae said with laughter in his voice. “But it’s my turn.”
He held out the loufa and Yoochun took it, scrubbing at Jae’s shoulder muscles and pecs and abs. He smirked and trailed soapy fingers across Jae’s stomach. Jae laughed and then grabbed his wrist and tried to glare at him, but smiled and turned around so Yoochun could get his back. When Jae rose from the water, Yoochun’s mouth watered. Jae’s ass was perfect, like the rest of him, sinful skin and muscle. His hole was pink, and without thinking, Yoochun leaned forward and licked him. Jae groaned and pushed back against his face. He dropped the loufa, spread Jae’s ass and licked him again, pressing his tongue into Jae’s hole.
“You don’t have time to finish this,” Jae said with a gasp between words.
“Nope,” Yoochun said, and slid a finger into Jae.
Jae threw his head back with a cry. And then yanked himself away.
“I should smack you for that,” Jae said, gasping.
“I’d deserve it.”
The sting of Jae’s palm still surprised Yoochun as his head snapped to the side. But he was smirking when he looked back at Jae. He dropped his eyes, knowing Jae would see the fake submission, and apologized.
“Fucker,” Jae said and launched himself at him. Holding him tightly, Jae said, “Only rule. Don’t start what you can’t finish.”
“Yes, professor.”
Jae pinched his side hard. And then when it got nothing more than a wince from Yoochun, Jae grabbed Yoochun hard cock and squeezed, nails digging into it, and then he stroked. Yoochun threw his head back with a cry. Jae bit his neck.
“Of course, that rule does not apply to me.”
“Of course,” Yoochun breathed.
Jae let him go and laughed. “Come on. You’re going to be late for work.”
They rinsed off in the shower, sharing kisses through the water, and then Yoochun dried Jae off, and Yoochun dressed
“How late are you working?” Jae asked, as he kissed Yoochun goodbye.
“I don’t know. It depends on if Changmin comes in or not. I could be there until five.”
Jae frowned. “I have a shift tonight starting at four.”
“What job?”
Jae smiled. “If I tell you, you have to promise not to be mad.”
Yoochun shrugged. “Why would I be mad?”
“You seem like you’re the attachment type.”
Yoochun smiled. “I am, but I don’t even know you.”
“Might as well tell you then. I’m a stripper.”
Yoochun’s eyes went wide.
“And a dominator. Hence, the toys.”
Yoochun licked his lips. “And tonight’s job?”
“Stripping. I have a show.”
“Where?”
“You want to come?”
“Fuck yes.”
Jae laughed. “Okay, but don’t be late. What I told Junsu yesterday is true. If you’re late, they won’t let you in. I’ll put both your names down as my personal guests.”
“Sounds like fun.”
“Now, go,” Jae said and gave him one more deep kiss before shoving him out into the hall and slamming the door.
Part 4: LUST
Part 2: CONTROL
Part 1: EXOTIC
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