Even the Score 6/12
Title: Even the Score 6/12
Pairing: Main: Yunho/Junsu (minor: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Yunho/Heechul, Yunho/Sungmin, Yunho/Yoochun/Jaejoong, Yunho/Heechul/Junsu, Yunho/female characters)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, once again this is proven by the pairings.
Summary: Who knew that admitting I was bisexual would equate to having even more sex? Who knew it would bring someone back into my life and make me question everything I thought I knew about love?
Warning: slut!Yunho, HET, and (mentioned attempted rape and violence in later chapters)
A/N: The reason why the chapter amount changed is not because this fic suddenly got that much longer, but because I decided to break up the chapters a different way.
Pairings in this part: Yunho/Heechul, Yunho/Boa
Part 6: right in the kisser
Pairings in this part: Yunho/Heechul, Yunho/Boa
I needed a nap. I set my alarm for seven and texted Heechul that I needed a wake up call. He woke me up, but not with a phone call. I woke up to kisses down my back and a slick finger teasing around my hole.
“Hmm,” I said and shifted a bit.
“Time for you to get up and get ready,” Heechul said.
“I’m ready,” I said.
His finger slid inside me and I gasped.
“How late are you working tonight?” he asked.
“Two,” I managed to say. I started pushing back against his hand.
“Shit, Yunho,” he whispered, “I’m so fucking glad you’re bi.” His finger moved. He laid his body down the length of mine and kissed my neck. “You’re a dream come true. Gorgeous, so very male and yet willing to shove your long hard dick in an ass.” He started in on the tiny thrusts again. “Fuck me, please.”
“I have to work.”
“No, you don’t. You don’t have to do any work at all.” Heechul tugged on my shoulder, and I let him roll me to my back. He reached to the floor and pulled up with a condom in his fingers.
“Heechul,” I moaned.
He smirked as he ripped it open and licked his lips as he slid it over my erection. He straddled my lap, held me up and then pressed himself down on my dick. My head was still swimming with sleep, but I clutched at his hips and lifted my butt off the bed, sliding in and out of him.
We both moaned.
“I’ve jerked off so many times thinking about you, Yunho.”
Heechul moved slowly, sliding my cock in and out of him with a precision he hadn’t shown before. He knew exactly how to push, how to move and how to generally make me useless as lust and desire coursed through me.
“Fuck, Heechul,” I breathed. “You’d think I’d had enough sex in the last two days.”
“No such. Thing.” He was gasping. “Never too much. Sex.” Heechul sped up, bouncing on my lap. He moved a shaking hand to his erection and stroked himself. “Are you going to take a shower after this?”
“Yeah.”
“Then I’m coming all over you and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
“Sure there is,” I said and gripped him tightly and slammed up and into his body.
“Shit!” he screamed and moved faster. “Good fuck!” His body tightened and he moaned. His cock jumped and I watched, entranced as come shot from his dick and splattered all over my chest.
He collapsed on top of me and I let him breathe a couple times and then rolled us over. I slipped out of him, and kneeled between his legs. I scooped the come from my body and pressed my fingers to his lips. He moaned in approval and licked them clean. His hand grabbed my dick, sliding around it, over it until I had to shut my eyes and moan.
“Do you want me?” he whispered.
“Fuck, yes,” I said.
Heechul moved us to the middle of the bed. He lifted his legs, throwing one around my waist and the other on my shoulder. I settled myself over him, hands on the bed and with a single adjustment, I slid into him. My eyes shut as I moaned and started fucking him. His leg tightened around my back.
“You’re a little flexible,” I whispered, as his other leg pulled my body closer to his. He was almost bent in half.
“It’s fun,” he said and then shivered, “and this feels so good. You can hit me harder and more deeply like this.”
“Really?” I said with a smile.
“You should try it.”
I hit him really hard and he cried out. “I like that sound,” I said and slammed my cock into his ass over and over, very very hard. The sound of my body smacking against his was almost drowned out by his moans. The closer I came to coming, the harder and faster I hit him. I was gasping, unable to hold back any more. My upper body fell, hands by his head, and my elbow collapsed. He stole my whimper in a kiss and I shuddered violently as I came. We lay together for another moment, and then peeled away from each others’ sweaty bodies.
“Damn you,” he whispered as his legs relaxed around me. “You’re fucking my hair and my skin up with all these unscheduled showers.”
I laughed and pushed myself away from him. “You’re making me late for work with all of this surprise sex.”
“You still get the better end of the deal,” he said, sitting up. “You get sex and don’t have to be at work.”
“Did it sound like I was complaining?” I threw on gym shorts and grabbed my shower stuff.
Even after the shower, I was tired and I didn’t feel like working. I thought briefly of calling in sick but my desperate need of money won out. I called Tiffa to let her know I was running late and made out with Heechul for another ten minutes before he ushered me out of the room.
It was just another typical night at the bar (without sex from Tiffa, surprisingly) when at about one a.m. something hit me in the middle of my back. I flipped my head around and found a gorgeous face smiling at me. I smiled back, held up a finger for Boa to give me a second and finished the margarita I had been making.
Kwon Boa. Honestly, I had no idea where to start when it came to her. We’d known each other since we were seven years old, dated off and on for years (usually, off). We’d hook up, relish in great sex and then remember that we couldn’t get along as a couple. I honestly loved her and would always have that spot in my heart for her that had nothing to do with how much my penis loved her.
She was gorgeous. I already said that once, huh? Well, I’ll repeat it again. Kwon Boa was gorgeous. She always had been. Her hair color depended on her mood. It was naturally brown and she had it dyed now close to its original color. She was wearing it down tonight and the long waves fell past her shoulders. She had a strong sculpted heart shaped face. Her blue eyes and full lips were smiling, either in real humor or disbelieving sarcasm. She was a brat.
Boa leaned her face in her hand and smiled at me again. She shifted her body just so and gave me a shot of her cleavage around her v-neck t-shirt. I smiled, licked my lips and then felt someone glaring at me with hatred and animosity. I looked past Boa to the guy standing behind her.
Ugh. Hyungjoon. Her current boyfriend. He was just taller than her 5'5" and was dressed like he was at a business meeting. I hated Hyungjoon. Some of the hatred was based on the fact that I wanted Boa and some of it was based on the fact that in my eyes, no one was going to be good enough for her. And the rest of it was based on the fact that the last time the two of them dated, he hit her.
Before I could even say “hi” to Boa, he grabbed her arm and pulled her to a suddenly empty table. Boa looked over her shoulder and shrugged. I watched her yank her arm out of his grasp and smiled. This relationship wasn’t going to last much longer. I kept an eye on them as they ordered drinks from Seohyun . I kept an eye on them as I fixed their drinks. Hyungjoon was a boar when he was drunk. I cut the amount of tequila in his girly margarita in half.
I was distracted at one point by a gaggle of girls at the bar and when I did look back at Boa, she was rolling her eyes while Hyungjoon screamed at her. I saw his hand go back and dropped the cup in my hands. It shattered on the floor as his fist made contact with her cheek.
“Call TOP,” I said as I moved past Youngsaeng. The patrons were edging away from Hyungjoon and I pushed my way through.
Boa had fallen but was now on her feet, hand back to slap him. I pushed Hyungjoon out of my way and grabbed her arm.
“Don’t,” I said to her fiery eyes. “Don’t or I’ll have to kick you out.”
She snarled at Hyungjoon without looking at me but she didn’t try to break free.
“Dumb bitch,” Hyungjoon said.
I turned around. “Get out,” I hissed. “Now.”
TOP came up, and I pointed to him. “He’s on the List.”
TOP nodded, grabbed Hyungjoon forcefully and hauled him away.
The force of Hyungjoon’s punch had cut Boa’s cheek open. I picked up a couple napkins and stopped the trail of blood.
“You okay?” I asked her.
She rolled her eyes at me. “You should have let me hit him.”
“Yeah,” a couple girls around us agreed.
“I would have had to kick you out,” I said, smiling. “You know the rules. Come on. Let’s get that taken care of.”
“I’m fine, Yunho,” she said, but let me pull her to the bar.
“I’m taking a break,” I yelled at Youngsaeng. The gaggle of girls frowned at me.
“Yeah, thanks,” Youngsaeng said, motioning at the full bar. “You’re not needed at all.”
“I’ll get Tiffa out here.”
I led Boa through the back halls, hollered at Tiffa that we needed her up front and pulled Boa into the employee’s bathroom. I got a paper towel wet and turned to her. She was looking at me closely with a small half smile on her lips.
“What?” I asked as I cleaned off her cheek.
“I just wish that we could get along,” she said and wrapped her arms around me.
“We do get along.”
“Besides sex.”
“One day we’ll grow up.” I ran a hand in her hair and brought it around my face to smell it.
“And if one of us is already taken on that day?”
I shrugged.
“Neither of us is taken right now,” she said and rocked her body against me.
I groaned. “No more sex,” I said to my reflection in the mirror.
“Did those words seriously come out of the Stallion’s mouth?”
“Sorry,” I said. “I’ve had enough sex in the last two days.”
“With who?” she demanded and looked up at me with a grin.
I didn’t answer, looked away, and then silently cursed myself for doing so. She knew me well enough. She knew-
“What are you hiding?” she asked.
That was what I was afraid of.
I sighed. “Nothing.”
“Yunho.”
I met her eyes through the mirror.
“I know about Jessica last night,” she said. “Please don’t tell me you called her for more.”
I’d ask how she knew, but she knew everything. “No, I didn’t.”
“Then who?”
I don’t know why I never told Boa. I lost my virginity to Boa. Well, we traded virginities anyway. When we were fourteen, we decided we didn’t want to be virgins anymore. I shouldn’t have had sex with her then, but I didn’t know about her issues with her family.
I took a deep breath and said, “I’m Invoking the Right of Oath.”
Her eyebrows rose. “Really?”
I took her hand and whispered, “Until the day that you are dead, worm food in the ground, you will not tell a single soul what this secret is. I will not be betrayed, you will not tell, no matter what the price. You take this secret to your grave. Sealed with a kiss.”
I kissed her softly at first, and then pushed the kiss toward lustful. She wanted to be kissed, and I was always willing to kiss her. I picked her up, made sure the counter was dry and set her on it.
“Tell me,” she whispered.
I stared at her. Even the Right of Oath couldn’t get me to tell her.
The Right of Oath. It was stupid really, started after the whole trading virginities thing. We promised not to tell, and she wrote down the Oath. She let me add the worm food part. She invoked it when she told me about her older brother molesting her. I invoked it when she caught me smoking weed. The last time she invoked it was when she told me about her relationship with the Chemistry professor.
“You can’t invoke the Right of Oath and then not say anything.”
“I know the rules,” I said. (Yes, there were rules.) I took another deep breath. “I hope one day I can say this without the long drawn out reluctance.”
“You’re killing me, Yunho,” she said and threw her head back.
I stole the opportunity to kiss her neck.
“No,” she said and pushed me away. “No distractions. Tell me.”
I met her eyes and whispered, “I’m bisexual.”
Her eyes went wide in surprise. “Get out!” she shouted and gave me a shove. “No way. You’re just-“
I sighed. “Boa, stope. I have been since high school.”
Her eyes narrowed. “No joking?”
“Against the rules of the Right of Oath.” I broke away from her and paced in the narrow bathroom.
“You’re actually serious about this,” she whispered. “You really are bi.” She grinned at me. “Okay, so go back to my question: Who have you been having sex with?”
“Heechul,” I said.
“Obviously,” she said with a laugh.
“And Junsu.”
“Junsu!” she said with a laugh. “As in Kim Junsu?”
I shut my eyes and shivered. “God, he’s amazing. I’ve been in love with him since high school.”
“He is really cute.”
“I know. You should see him now. He came to see me today and I told him and we went back to my dorm room and we-“
”Okay,” she said. She jumped off the counter and stopped my pacing. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she demanded with hands on her hips.
I looked away again with a sigh.
“Okay, that’s enough of an answer,” she said. “Barring the Rules of the Right of Oath, why should I believe you? This isn’t something that’s easy to hide.”
“Boa,” I said with a sigh and then rolled my eyes. She was just goading me. I pulled my shirt up and showed her the bites and hickies on my chest.
“Who are those from?” she asked, running her hand up my body.
“Junsu,” I said and did a whole body shiver.
She laughed. “You’ve been in love with him this whole time.” She frowned, bit her lip and looked at me carefully. “Don’t kill me for being curious, but you remember, senior year, when you two were fighting?”
I nodded.
“I was just wondering if you knew why.” She said that very carefully and looked away.
“Boa,” I said and whispered, “do you know why?”
She shrugged without looking at me.
“I know why,” I said.
We made eye contact through the mirror again and then she looked away.
“It’s nothing really,” she said with her back to me, “just a rumor from back then started by some freshman.”
“Long brown hair?” I questioned.
Her eyes narrowed. “Is it true then?”
“Is what true?”
“That Sungmin-“ she stopped and looked away from me.
“This is still under the Oath,” I said, “because I don’t know if Junsu would want you to know but yes, it’s true.” I told her what Junsu had told me.
She was properly shocked. “Sungmin- honestly, I can’t believe it. I don’t even know that girl’s name. Dara, Ivy and I were talking about the party and she just piped up that Sungmin and a couple other guys raped her. When we laughed at her, she told us about Junsu and, well we didn’t believe her at all because she admitted she was drunk. The girls talked about it for a while. I think Abby even asked Sungmin about it but he, of course, denied knowing of any of it.” Boa shook her head, brown hair flying.
My phone beeped in my pocket. I glanced at a text from Tiffa telling me to put it back in my pants and get back to work.
“I gotta go,” I said.
She sighed. “Another kiss?”
I gathered her up and kissed her. I set her back on the counter and took my kisses down her neck to her cleavage.
“Are you really going to deny me?” she whispered.
“Right now,” I said and pulled a breast free to suck on it. “I have to go back to work.”
“Work on me,” she said.
I slid a hand up her skirt and traced along the edge of her panties. “Wait for me, and we’ll go to my bed afterward.”
“Sounds like a plan,” she said, “but -“ She pushed me away from her breast, spread her legs and put her feet up on the counter. I dropped under her skirt and nibbled at her through her lacy panties.
My phone beeped again. I moved the lace out of my way and licked her pussy. She cried out. I pushed a finger inside of her and sucked on her clit for a brief moment, then pulled away. “I’ll finish that later,” I said and licked my lips at her. “I have to get back to work.”
“Tease,” she whispered as she touched herself.
God, I love it when a girl does that. I turned away from her and headed to the door. She jumped off the counter and followed me back out to the bar. She sat at a table and for the rest of the night, I felt her eyes on me. Every time I looked up, she licked the top of the long neck in her hand.
At exactly two a.m, I clocked out and left. We walked hand and hand back to my dorm, laughing about me being bi. I don’t know why but now that Boa knew, it was okay. Things would be okay. Boa still liked me. Junsu ... well, of course, he still liked me. I was worried about Sungmin though. Sungmin and I were friends out of default. We’d known each other since we were in fourth grade. We’ve been fighting for sixteen years and yet, we’ve stayed friends.
The only reaction I was more afraid of than Sungmin’s was my mother’s. I so did not want to think about that.
The door to my room was ajar. I pushed it open, pulling Boa with me and stopped in my tracks.
Junsu was standing in the middle of the room, like I had just interrupted him pacing. Heechul was at his desk. I met his eyes briefly and in that one look understood that he had no idea why Junsu was here. Junsu was dressed in light khakis, a blue polo and still in flip flops. He wasn’t wearing his glasses. A fresh bruise purpled his cheek.
I smiled and he returned the grin, but weakly. I covered the distance between us and gathered him against me. I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. His tense body relaxed as I held him. I pushed him away only far enough to kiss him.
“Good shit,” Boa said. “Someone tells you something, and it takes a demonstration before you actually believe it.”
Junsu broke away from me and went to Boa. He wrapped her in a hug. “Hey, Bee. I haven’t seen you for awhile. How are you?”
“I’ve been better.” She touched her cheek. “We all match.”
Junsu scoffed.
“Except Heechul,” I said. I punched my hand into my fist. “Do you want to join our club?”
“You ruin my pretty face, pretty boy, and I’ll smack you,” he said, without looking at me.
“What happened?” I asked Junsu and pulled him back to me.
He shrugged against me and said into my shoulder, “I broke up with Seunghyung, and he hit me.”
“Why did you drive back here?”
“I was sitting in my car, and I was planning on coming back in the morning and then said, Fuck it and drove out here. Just means I get to see you longer.”
“Does this mean I don’t get sex from the Stallion?” Boa asked with a frown.
“I wanted a little action from the Head Board Destroyer,” Junsu said.
“I only did that once,” I protested.
“How many nicknames do you have?” Heechul asked.
“Let’s see,” Boa said and ticked them off on her fingers. “Head Board Destroyer, The Stallion, Rough and Ready-“
Heechul laughed.
“Boat rocker.”
“Goal Scorer,” Junsu interjected. “That’s what Sungmin calls him.”
“That’s enough,” I said.
“Bratwurst,” Junsu added.
“Oh, hell yeah,” Boa groaned. “And what was it that Victoria called you again?”
I rolled my eyes at Boa. Everyone knew what Victoria had called me.
“Oh, yes,” she said with a grin. She and Junsu both said, “The Love Bug,” in sappy voices.
Junsu said in a girly voice, “Oh, my little Love Bug. Would you carry my books, Love Bug? I love you, my little Love Bug. Kiss me, Love Bug.” He made smoochy faces at me.
Heechul was laughing.
“Shut up,” I said. I shoved Junsu away from me. He grabbed my arm, and we both fell onto Heechul’s bed. I kissed him again.
“Well,” Boa said with hands on her hips. “I’ll leave you boys to your fun.”
“No,” I said. “Stay, please. I haven’t seen you or hung out with you since you started dating Hyungjoon again.”
Boa and I held eye contact. I wanted her to see that I wanted her to stay. I didn’t want to push her farther away from me because of this new found information about my sexuality.
“There isn’t room for me in this tiny room,” she said.
“And,” Heechul said, “the fire code says there can only be two people in this room at once.”
“What about that orgy you had here about three weeks ago?” I asked. “How many men did you have in here? Six?”
Heechul grinned. “Hey, I just mentioned the rule. I didn’t say I followed it.”
Boa sighed. “Boys,” she said with a head shake.
“Don’t go,” Junsu said. “I think Yunho is tired of sex anyway.”
I shrugged. “I’m twenty-two. I can have sex all day.”
Heechul groaned. “God, don’t say that. You’ll make me think things.”
“Already thinking them,” Junsu said.
“I can’t believe you’re bisexual,” Boa said and sat in my lap. I buried my face against her chest and softly bit the insides of her breasts. “This is way too weird.”
“Tell me about it,” Junsu said. “Have you ever had all your fantasies fulfilled in one day?”
I broke away from Boa. “That was the extent of your fantasies about me?”
“Well,” Junsu said with a grin, “mainly. You ruined half of them by not letting me have you first, and the rest require adding another person.”
“Male or female?” Boa demanded.
Junsu laughed. “Definitely male.”
Boa stuck her tongue out at him.
“Honestly,” I said, “can we just go to sleep?”
“And what about what you started in the bathroom?” Boa demanded.
I groaned.
“Do I even want to ask?” Heechul said.
“He was eating me out,” Boa said, “and promised he’d finish it.”
“I’ll vouch for him,” Heechul said. “He’s exhausted I bet. He’s had very little in the way of sleep in the last two nights and both Junsu and I have tired him out.” Heechul stood and ushered us all away from the beds. “I still have shit to tend to on the computer,” he said as he moved the two tiny beds together. “Save me some room.”
I went to my wardrobe and pulled off my shirt.
“No,” Boa said forcefully. “If I see you naked, I’m going to attack you.”
“Not if I get there first,” Junsu said.
“Then turn your backs,” I said.
“Doesn’t help,” Heechul said from his computer. “I can hear you changing.”
I grabbed a random t-shirt from the bottom of my drawer and threw it to Boa. “Here. You can wear that to sleep in.”
She stuck her tongue out at me and started changing.
“What about me?” Junsu asked.
I threw a specific shirt at him. He caught it, looked at it and laughed. It was my Three Wishes shirt. Fully aware of their eyes, I turned my back on them and pulled off my jeans and slid into shorts.
Boa whistled at me.
“Yes,” Junsu said, “a very wonderful show.”
I shook my head at them and climbed into my bed. I fell onto my stomach and spread my arms and legs. “All of this is my room.”
“Fine,” Junsu said. “I get right here.”
He climbed on top of me and lay down with his head in the middle of my back. I pushed up to hands and knees and threw him off of me. He landed on Heechul’s bed with a laugh.
“I see why they call you Stallion,” Heechul said.
“That’s not why,” Boa said. She climbed in next to me, and I wrapped my arms around her. Junsu did the same to me from behind and kissed my neck.
“Are you sure you want to go to sleep?” he whispered.
“Hey!” Boa protested. “If anybody gets him, I do.”
“We could share him,” Junsu said.
“Oh, stop,” I said and shivered. “Stop. Stop. Stop!”
Heechul laughed. “Yeah, what about me?”
“I’m going to sleep in the lounge,” I said and struggled to get up.
“We’re kidding,” Junsu said and tightened his hold on me. “I’ve slept next to you and controlled myself before.”
“When?” Boa asked.
“Out of state soccer tourneys,” he replied. “We usually had to sleep on the bus and,” He grinned at me, “somehow, Yunho and I always ended up sitting next to each other.”
“I didn’t mind waking up, all curled around you,” I said and kissed him.
“You never gave any indication either way.”
“I’ll prove it to you again,” I said and kissed his neck.
“Hey!” Boa protested. She pulled at my arm until I rolled back to her. “If anyone gets you, I do.”
“Stop treating me like I’m a piece of meat,” I said.
“Sweet, succulent meat,” Heechul murmured from his computer.
Junsu laughed.
I sighed. Now that I was lying down, I was very, very tired. It didn’t matter that two of the most gorgeous people in my life were lying next to me. “I am, as of right this instant, asleep,” I said. “Leave me alone.”
Boa rolled to face me. “Goodnight kiss?” she whispered.
I obliged and then had to give Junsu one, too. I was vaguely aware of Heechul and Junsu talking about me and then asleep.
HoRella
HoBo
Part 7: battle of equals
Part 5: unsportsmanlike conduct
Part 4: scoring
Part 3: get the ball rolling
Part 2: switch hitter
Part 1: roll with the punches
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Pairing: Main: Yunho/Junsu (minor: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Yunho/Heechul, Yunho/Sungmin, Yunho/Yoochun/Jaejoong, Yunho/Heechul/Junsu, Yunho/female characters)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, once again this is proven by the pairings.
Summary: Who knew that admitting I was bisexual would equate to having even more sex? Who knew it would bring someone back into my life and make me question everything I thought I knew about love?
Warning: slut!Yunho, HET, and (mentioned attempted rape and violence in later chapters)
A/N: The reason why the chapter amount changed is not because this fic suddenly got that much longer, but because I decided to break up the chapters a different way.
Pairings in this part: Yunho/Heechul, Yunho/Boa
Part 6: right in the kisser
Pairings in this part: Yunho/Heechul, Yunho/Boa
I needed a nap. I set my alarm for seven and texted Heechul that I needed a wake up call. He woke me up, but not with a phone call. I woke up to kisses down my back and a slick finger teasing around my hole.
“Hmm,” I said and shifted a bit.
“Time for you to get up and get ready,” Heechul said.
“I’m ready,” I said.
His finger slid inside me and I gasped.
“How late are you working tonight?” he asked.
“Two,” I managed to say. I started pushing back against his hand.
“Shit, Yunho,” he whispered, “I’m so fucking glad you’re bi.” His finger moved. He laid his body down the length of mine and kissed my neck. “You’re a dream come true. Gorgeous, so very male and yet willing to shove your long hard dick in an ass.” He started in on the tiny thrusts again. “Fuck me, please.”
“I have to work.”
“No, you don’t. You don’t have to do any work at all.” Heechul tugged on my shoulder, and I let him roll me to my back. He reached to the floor and pulled up with a condom in his fingers.
“Heechul,” I moaned.
He smirked as he ripped it open and licked his lips as he slid it over my erection. He straddled my lap, held me up and then pressed himself down on my dick. My head was still swimming with sleep, but I clutched at his hips and lifted my butt off the bed, sliding in and out of him.
We both moaned.
“I’ve jerked off so many times thinking about you, Yunho.”
Heechul moved slowly, sliding my cock in and out of him with a precision he hadn’t shown before. He knew exactly how to push, how to move and how to generally make me useless as lust and desire coursed through me.
“Fuck, Heechul,” I breathed. “You’d think I’d had enough sex in the last two days.”
“No such. Thing.” He was gasping. “Never too much. Sex.” Heechul sped up, bouncing on my lap. He moved a shaking hand to his erection and stroked himself. “Are you going to take a shower after this?”
“Yeah.”
“Then I’m coming all over you and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
“Sure there is,” I said and gripped him tightly and slammed up and into his body.
“Shit!” he screamed and moved faster. “Good fuck!” His body tightened and he moaned. His cock jumped and I watched, entranced as come shot from his dick and splattered all over my chest.
He collapsed on top of me and I let him breathe a couple times and then rolled us over. I slipped out of him, and kneeled between his legs. I scooped the come from my body and pressed my fingers to his lips. He moaned in approval and licked them clean. His hand grabbed my dick, sliding around it, over it until I had to shut my eyes and moan.
“Do you want me?” he whispered.
“Fuck, yes,” I said.
Heechul moved us to the middle of the bed. He lifted his legs, throwing one around my waist and the other on my shoulder. I settled myself over him, hands on the bed and with a single adjustment, I slid into him. My eyes shut as I moaned and started fucking him. His leg tightened around my back.
“You’re a little flexible,” I whispered, as his other leg pulled my body closer to his. He was almost bent in half.
“It’s fun,” he said and then shivered, “and this feels so good. You can hit me harder and more deeply like this.”
“Really?” I said with a smile.
“You should try it.”
I hit him really hard and he cried out. “I like that sound,” I said and slammed my cock into his ass over and over, very very hard. The sound of my body smacking against his was almost drowned out by his moans. The closer I came to coming, the harder and faster I hit him. I was gasping, unable to hold back any more. My upper body fell, hands by his head, and my elbow collapsed. He stole my whimper in a kiss and I shuddered violently as I came. We lay together for another moment, and then peeled away from each others’ sweaty bodies.
“Damn you,” he whispered as his legs relaxed around me. “You’re fucking my hair and my skin up with all these unscheduled showers.”
I laughed and pushed myself away from him. “You’re making me late for work with all of this surprise sex.”
“You still get the better end of the deal,” he said, sitting up. “You get sex and don’t have to be at work.”
“Did it sound like I was complaining?” I threw on gym shorts and grabbed my shower stuff.
Even after the shower, I was tired and I didn’t feel like working. I thought briefly of calling in sick but my desperate need of money won out. I called Tiffa to let her know I was running late and made out with Heechul for another ten minutes before he ushered me out of the room.
It was just another typical night at the bar (without sex from Tiffa, surprisingly) when at about one a.m. something hit me in the middle of my back. I flipped my head around and found a gorgeous face smiling at me. I smiled back, held up a finger for Boa to give me a second and finished the margarita I had been making.
Kwon Boa. Honestly, I had no idea where to start when it came to her. We’d known each other since we were seven years old, dated off and on for years (usually, off). We’d hook up, relish in great sex and then remember that we couldn’t get along as a couple. I honestly loved her and would always have that spot in my heart for her that had nothing to do with how much my penis loved her.
She was gorgeous. I already said that once, huh? Well, I’ll repeat it again. Kwon Boa was gorgeous. She always had been. Her hair color depended on her mood. It was naturally brown and she had it dyed now close to its original color. She was wearing it down tonight and the long waves fell past her shoulders. She had a strong sculpted heart shaped face. Her blue eyes and full lips were smiling, either in real humor or disbelieving sarcasm. She was a brat.
Boa leaned her face in her hand and smiled at me again. She shifted her body just so and gave me a shot of her cleavage around her v-neck t-shirt. I smiled, licked my lips and then felt someone glaring at me with hatred and animosity. I looked past Boa to the guy standing behind her.
Ugh. Hyungjoon. Her current boyfriend. He was just taller than her 5'5" and was dressed like he was at a business meeting. I hated Hyungjoon. Some of the hatred was based on the fact that I wanted Boa and some of it was based on the fact that in my eyes, no one was going to be good enough for her. And the rest of it was based on the fact that the last time the two of them dated, he hit her.
Before I could even say “hi” to Boa, he grabbed her arm and pulled her to a suddenly empty table. Boa looked over her shoulder and shrugged. I watched her yank her arm out of his grasp and smiled. This relationship wasn’t going to last much longer. I kept an eye on them as they ordered drinks from Seohyun . I kept an eye on them as I fixed their drinks. Hyungjoon was a boar when he was drunk. I cut the amount of tequila in his girly margarita in half.
I was distracted at one point by a gaggle of girls at the bar and when I did look back at Boa, she was rolling her eyes while Hyungjoon screamed at her. I saw his hand go back and dropped the cup in my hands. It shattered on the floor as his fist made contact with her cheek.
“Call TOP,” I said as I moved past Youngsaeng. The patrons were edging away from Hyungjoon and I pushed my way through.
Boa had fallen but was now on her feet, hand back to slap him. I pushed Hyungjoon out of my way and grabbed her arm.
“Don’t,” I said to her fiery eyes. “Don’t or I’ll have to kick you out.”
She snarled at Hyungjoon without looking at me but she didn’t try to break free.
“Dumb bitch,” Hyungjoon said.
I turned around. “Get out,” I hissed. “Now.”
TOP came up, and I pointed to him. “He’s on the List.”
TOP nodded, grabbed Hyungjoon forcefully and hauled him away.
The force of Hyungjoon’s punch had cut Boa’s cheek open. I picked up a couple napkins and stopped the trail of blood.
“You okay?” I asked her.
She rolled her eyes at me. “You should have let me hit him.”
“Yeah,” a couple girls around us agreed.
“I would have had to kick you out,” I said, smiling. “You know the rules. Come on. Let’s get that taken care of.”
“I’m fine, Yunho,” she said, but let me pull her to the bar.
“I’m taking a break,” I yelled at Youngsaeng. The gaggle of girls frowned at me.
“Yeah, thanks,” Youngsaeng said, motioning at the full bar. “You’re not needed at all.”
“I’ll get Tiffa out here.”
I led Boa through the back halls, hollered at Tiffa that we needed her up front and pulled Boa into the employee’s bathroom. I got a paper towel wet and turned to her. She was looking at me closely with a small half smile on her lips.
“What?” I asked as I cleaned off her cheek.
“I just wish that we could get along,” she said and wrapped her arms around me.
“We do get along.”
“Besides sex.”
“One day we’ll grow up.” I ran a hand in her hair and brought it around my face to smell it.
“And if one of us is already taken on that day?”
I shrugged.
“Neither of us is taken right now,” she said and rocked her body against me.
I groaned. “No more sex,” I said to my reflection in the mirror.
“Did those words seriously come out of the Stallion’s mouth?”
“Sorry,” I said. “I’ve had enough sex in the last two days.”
“With who?” she demanded and looked up at me with a grin.
I didn’t answer, looked away, and then silently cursed myself for doing so. She knew me well enough. She knew-
“What are you hiding?” she asked.
That was what I was afraid of.
I sighed. “Nothing.”
“Yunho.”
I met her eyes through the mirror.
“I know about Jessica last night,” she said. “Please don’t tell me you called her for more.”
I’d ask how she knew, but she knew everything. “No, I didn’t.”
“Then who?”
I don’t know why I never told Boa. I lost my virginity to Boa. Well, we traded virginities anyway. When we were fourteen, we decided we didn’t want to be virgins anymore. I shouldn’t have had sex with her then, but I didn’t know about her issues with her family.
I took a deep breath and said, “I’m Invoking the Right of Oath.”
Her eyebrows rose. “Really?”
I took her hand and whispered, “Until the day that you are dead, worm food in the ground, you will not tell a single soul what this secret is. I will not be betrayed, you will not tell, no matter what the price. You take this secret to your grave. Sealed with a kiss.”
I kissed her softly at first, and then pushed the kiss toward lustful. She wanted to be kissed, and I was always willing to kiss her. I picked her up, made sure the counter was dry and set her on it.
“Tell me,” she whispered.
I stared at her. Even the Right of Oath couldn’t get me to tell her.
The Right of Oath. It was stupid really, started after the whole trading virginities thing. We promised not to tell, and she wrote down the Oath. She let me add the worm food part. She invoked it when she told me about her older brother molesting her. I invoked it when she caught me smoking weed. The last time she invoked it was when she told me about her relationship with the Chemistry professor.
“You can’t invoke the Right of Oath and then not say anything.”
“I know the rules,” I said. (Yes, there were rules.) I took another deep breath. “I hope one day I can say this without the long drawn out reluctance.”
“You’re killing me, Yunho,” she said and threw her head back.
I stole the opportunity to kiss her neck.
“No,” she said and pushed me away. “No distractions. Tell me.”
I met her eyes and whispered, “I’m bisexual.”
Her eyes went wide in surprise. “Get out!” she shouted and gave me a shove. “No way. You’re just-“
I sighed. “Boa, stope. I have been since high school.”
Her eyes narrowed. “No joking?”
“Against the rules of the Right of Oath.” I broke away from her and paced in the narrow bathroom.
“You’re actually serious about this,” she whispered. “You really are bi.” She grinned at me. “Okay, so go back to my question: Who have you been having sex with?”
“Heechul,” I said.
“Obviously,” she said with a laugh.
“And Junsu.”
“Junsu!” she said with a laugh. “As in Kim Junsu?”
I shut my eyes and shivered. “God, he’s amazing. I’ve been in love with him since high school.”
“He is really cute.”
“I know. You should see him now. He came to see me today and I told him and we went back to my dorm room and we-“
”Okay,” she said. She jumped off the counter and stopped my pacing. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she demanded with hands on her hips.
I looked away again with a sigh.
“Okay, that’s enough of an answer,” she said. “Barring the Rules of the Right of Oath, why should I believe you? This isn’t something that’s easy to hide.”
“Boa,” I said with a sigh and then rolled my eyes. She was just goading me. I pulled my shirt up and showed her the bites and hickies on my chest.
“Who are those from?” she asked, running her hand up my body.
“Junsu,” I said and did a whole body shiver.
She laughed. “You’ve been in love with him this whole time.” She frowned, bit her lip and looked at me carefully. “Don’t kill me for being curious, but you remember, senior year, when you two were fighting?”
I nodded.
“I was just wondering if you knew why.” She said that very carefully and looked away.
“Boa,” I said and whispered, “do you know why?”
She shrugged without looking at me.
“I know why,” I said.
We made eye contact through the mirror again and then she looked away.
“It’s nothing really,” she said with her back to me, “just a rumor from back then started by some freshman.”
“Long brown hair?” I questioned.
Her eyes narrowed. “Is it true then?”
“Is what true?”
“That Sungmin-“ she stopped and looked away from me.
“This is still under the Oath,” I said, “because I don’t know if Junsu would want you to know but yes, it’s true.” I told her what Junsu had told me.
She was properly shocked. “Sungmin- honestly, I can’t believe it. I don’t even know that girl’s name. Dara, Ivy and I were talking about the party and she just piped up that Sungmin and a couple other guys raped her. When we laughed at her, she told us about Junsu and, well we didn’t believe her at all because she admitted she was drunk. The girls talked about it for a while. I think Abby even asked Sungmin about it but he, of course, denied knowing of any of it.” Boa shook her head, brown hair flying.
My phone beeped in my pocket. I glanced at a text from Tiffa telling me to put it back in my pants and get back to work.
“I gotta go,” I said.
She sighed. “Another kiss?”
I gathered her up and kissed her. I set her back on the counter and took my kisses down her neck to her cleavage.
“Are you really going to deny me?” she whispered.
“Right now,” I said and pulled a breast free to suck on it. “I have to go back to work.”
“Work on me,” she said.
I slid a hand up her skirt and traced along the edge of her panties. “Wait for me, and we’ll go to my bed afterward.”
“Sounds like a plan,” she said, “but -“ She pushed me away from her breast, spread her legs and put her feet up on the counter. I dropped under her skirt and nibbled at her through her lacy panties.
My phone beeped again. I moved the lace out of my way and licked her pussy. She cried out. I pushed a finger inside of her and sucked on her clit for a brief moment, then pulled away. “I’ll finish that later,” I said and licked my lips at her. “I have to get back to work.”
“Tease,” she whispered as she touched herself.
God, I love it when a girl does that. I turned away from her and headed to the door. She jumped off the counter and followed me back out to the bar. She sat at a table and for the rest of the night, I felt her eyes on me. Every time I looked up, she licked the top of the long neck in her hand.
At exactly two a.m, I clocked out and left. We walked hand and hand back to my dorm, laughing about me being bi. I don’t know why but now that Boa knew, it was okay. Things would be okay. Boa still liked me. Junsu ... well, of course, he still liked me. I was worried about Sungmin though. Sungmin and I were friends out of default. We’d known each other since we were in fourth grade. We’ve been fighting for sixteen years and yet, we’ve stayed friends.
The only reaction I was more afraid of than Sungmin’s was my mother’s. I so did not want to think about that.
The door to my room was ajar. I pushed it open, pulling Boa with me and stopped in my tracks.
Junsu was standing in the middle of the room, like I had just interrupted him pacing. Heechul was at his desk. I met his eyes briefly and in that one look understood that he had no idea why Junsu was here. Junsu was dressed in light khakis, a blue polo and still in flip flops. He wasn’t wearing his glasses. A fresh bruise purpled his cheek.
I smiled and he returned the grin, but weakly. I covered the distance between us and gathered him against me. I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. His tense body relaxed as I held him. I pushed him away only far enough to kiss him.
“Good shit,” Boa said. “Someone tells you something, and it takes a demonstration before you actually believe it.”
Junsu broke away from me and went to Boa. He wrapped her in a hug. “Hey, Bee. I haven’t seen you for awhile. How are you?”
“I’ve been better.” She touched her cheek. “We all match.”
Junsu scoffed.
“Except Heechul,” I said. I punched my hand into my fist. “Do you want to join our club?”
“You ruin my pretty face, pretty boy, and I’ll smack you,” he said, without looking at me.
“What happened?” I asked Junsu and pulled him back to me.
He shrugged against me and said into my shoulder, “I broke up with Seunghyung, and he hit me.”
“Why did you drive back here?”
“I was sitting in my car, and I was planning on coming back in the morning and then said, Fuck it and drove out here. Just means I get to see you longer.”
“Does this mean I don’t get sex from the Stallion?” Boa asked with a frown.
“I wanted a little action from the Head Board Destroyer,” Junsu said.
“I only did that once,” I protested.
“How many nicknames do you have?” Heechul asked.
“Let’s see,” Boa said and ticked them off on her fingers. “Head Board Destroyer, The Stallion, Rough and Ready-“
Heechul laughed.
“Boat rocker.”
“Goal Scorer,” Junsu interjected. “That’s what Sungmin calls him.”
“That’s enough,” I said.
“Bratwurst,” Junsu added.
“Oh, hell yeah,” Boa groaned. “And what was it that Victoria called you again?”
I rolled my eyes at Boa. Everyone knew what Victoria had called me.
“Oh, yes,” she said with a grin. She and Junsu both said, “The Love Bug,” in sappy voices.
Junsu said in a girly voice, “Oh, my little Love Bug. Would you carry my books, Love Bug? I love you, my little Love Bug. Kiss me, Love Bug.” He made smoochy faces at me.
Heechul was laughing.
“Shut up,” I said. I shoved Junsu away from me. He grabbed my arm, and we both fell onto Heechul’s bed. I kissed him again.
“Well,” Boa said with hands on her hips. “I’ll leave you boys to your fun.”
“No,” I said. “Stay, please. I haven’t seen you or hung out with you since you started dating Hyungjoon again.”
Boa and I held eye contact. I wanted her to see that I wanted her to stay. I didn’t want to push her farther away from me because of this new found information about my sexuality.
“There isn’t room for me in this tiny room,” she said.
“And,” Heechul said, “the fire code says there can only be two people in this room at once.”
“What about that orgy you had here about three weeks ago?” I asked. “How many men did you have in here? Six?”
Heechul grinned. “Hey, I just mentioned the rule. I didn’t say I followed it.”
Boa sighed. “Boys,” she said with a head shake.
“Don’t go,” Junsu said. “I think Yunho is tired of sex anyway.”
I shrugged. “I’m twenty-two. I can have sex all day.”
Heechul groaned. “God, don’t say that. You’ll make me think things.”
“Already thinking them,” Junsu said.
“I can’t believe you’re bisexual,” Boa said and sat in my lap. I buried my face against her chest and softly bit the insides of her breasts. “This is way too weird.”
“Tell me about it,” Junsu said. “Have you ever had all your fantasies fulfilled in one day?”
I broke away from Boa. “That was the extent of your fantasies about me?”
“Well,” Junsu said with a grin, “mainly. You ruined half of them by not letting me have you first, and the rest require adding another person.”
“Male or female?” Boa demanded.
Junsu laughed. “Definitely male.”
Boa stuck her tongue out at him.
“Honestly,” I said, “can we just go to sleep?”
“And what about what you started in the bathroom?” Boa demanded.
I groaned.
“Do I even want to ask?” Heechul said.
“He was eating me out,” Boa said, “and promised he’d finish it.”
“I’ll vouch for him,” Heechul said. “He’s exhausted I bet. He’s had very little in the way of sleep in the last two nights and both Junsu and I have tired him out.” Heechul stood and ushered us all away from the beds. “I still have shit to tend to on the computer,” he said as he moved the two tiny beds together. “Save me some room.”
I went to my wardrobe and pulled off my shirt.
“No,” Boa said forcefully. “If I see you naked, I’m going to attack you.”
“Not if I get there first,” Junsu said.
“Then turn your backs,” I said.
“Doesn’t help,” Heechul said from his computer. “I can hear you changing.”
I grabbed a random t-shirt from the bottom of my drawer and threw it to Boa. “Here. You can wear that to sleep in.”
She stuck her tongue out at me and started changing.
“What about me?” Junsu asked.
I threw a specific shirt at him. He caught it, looked at it and laughed. It was my Three Wishes shirt. Fully aware of their eyes, I turned my back on them and pulled off my jeans and slid into shorts.
Boa whistled at me.
“Yes,” Junsu said, “a very wonderful show.”
I shook my head at them and climbed into my bed. I fell onto my stomach and spread my arms and legs. “All of this is my room.”
“Fine,” Junsu said. “I get right here.”
He climbed on top of me and lay down with his head in the middle of my back. I pushed up to hands and knees and threw him off of me. He landed on Heechul’s bed with a laugh.
“I see why they call you Stallion,” Heechul said.
“That’s not why,” Boa said. She climbed in next to me, and I wrapped my arms around her. Junsu did the same to me from behind and kissed my neck.
“Are you sure you want to go to sleep?” he whispered.
“Hey!” Boa protested. “If anybody gets him, I do.”
“We could share him,” Junsu said.
“Oh, stop,” I said and shivered. “Stop. Stop. Stop!”
Heechul laughed. “Yeah, what about me?”
“I’m going to sleep in the lounge,” I said and struggled to get up.
“We’re kidding,” Junsu said and tightened his hold on me. “I’ve slept next to you and controlled myself before.”
“When?” Boa asked.
“Out of state soccer tourneys,” he replied. “We usually had to sleep on the bus and,” He grinned at me, “somehow, Yunho and I always ended up sitting next to each other.”
“I didn’t mind waking up, all curled around you,” I said and kissed him.
“You never gave any indication either way.”
“I’ll prove it to you again,” I said and kissed his neck.
“Hey!” Boa protested. She pulled at my arm until I rolled back to her. “If anyone gets you, I do.”
“Stop treating me like I’m a piece of meat,” I said.
“Sweet, succulent meat,” Heechul murmured from his computer.
Junsu laughed.
I sighed. Now that I was lying down, I was very, very tired. It didn’t matter that two of the most gorgeous people in my life were lying next to me. “I am, as of right this instant, asleep,” I said. “Leave me alone.”
Boa rolled to face me. “Goodnight kiss?” she whispered.
I obliged and then had to give Junsu one, too. I was vaguely aware of Heechul and Junsu talking about me and then asleep.
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HoBo
Part 7: battle of equals
Part 5: unsportsmanlike conduct
Part 4: scoring
Part 3: get the ball rolling
Part 2: switch hitter
Part 1: roll with the punches
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