Mea Stella 2/4
Title: Mea Stella 2/4
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yoohwan (Yoochun/Yunho/Changmin, onesided!Yoohwan/Yunho)
Rating: NC-17 This fic contains GRAPHIC Bestiality and Underage sex)
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, and when they find out I write fics like this with them in it, I'm sure they're happy they aren't mine.
Summary: Yoohwan envies his brother's life if only because he gets to run with Yunho until a white wolf suddenly appears in the woods.
A/N: I've been planning this story since Mea Luna. Well, let me rephrase that. I've been trying to NOT write this story since Mea Luna, but yeah. My brain was like, NOPE WRITE THIS. So I wrote it. And of course, I was aiming for 3000 words or so and it's now 4 parts. *sighs*
A/N2: This fic is dedicated to Mea Luna even though she's trying to get me into the Exo fandom. :)
WARNING: This fic contains GRAPHIC bestiality, underage!smut (Yoohwan is 17)
Please keep the negative/derogatory comments to yourself. If you don't want to read it you don't have to. And you have been warned about what this fic contains. Any comments that are bashing me or the story or anything else will be deleted and the user will be banned.
Photo credit to ztarplay It's gorgeous, I love it! <3 Thank you!
Part 2:
WARNING: This fic contains GRAPHIC bestiality, underage!smut (Yoohwan is 17)
Yoohwan woke before the sun. He gathered a few supplies, including his weapons, medical herbs, and a small amount of food. He left his mother a note that he had gone hunting and said he would be home the next day. He headed out across their fields, toward the dark line of forests in the west. Anxiousness sped his feet to a jog and stole his breath. The dawn air cooled the sweat on his skin.
He had no idea where the wolf might be, but he went in the direction of the first place he’d seen it, when the wolf ... Jaejoong ... when Jaejoong had smelled him, and gotten so very close to him. Time faded among the trees, and Yoohwan relaxed despite his nerves. He had missed the forests over the last month. No matter how this day and night ended, he promised himself that he would come to the forests more often. He stopped at a stream for a drink and to douse his sweaty head in the cold water. He shook out his hair, spraying water around him.
The feeling of being watched trailed up his spine. He paused and looked around, but saw nothing. Content within the trees, he walked slower, keeping his eyes alert for a flash of white. He walked deeper, into an area where the trees grew close together and almost made it impassable. But he had lived here for years and knew how to climb the trees and twist around branches to continue deeper.
At midmorning, he stopped next to a large tree. The earth had eroded, leaving the wide root bare. It curled around itself, forming a shallow enclosure. It was a perfect place for a camp, and Yoohwan sat down and removed his bags. He took a few bites of apple and bread.
Leaning against the wood, he shut his eyes and listened to the forest. The birds, the brush of wind in the trees, the far off call of a mountain cat. He smiled. The forest was his home. It had become his home.
Yoohwan was almost asleep when growling permeated his mind. His eyes snapped open and he sat up quickly.
Standing just a few meters away was the white wolf. It was nearing noon, early summer heat settling through the trees. The sun gleamed off his white coat.
Yoohwan smiled and swallowed. He waited to be afraid, but was more nervous than actually scared.
“Hi, Jaejoong,” Yoohwan said.
The wolf paused and then bared his teeth and growled again.
“Yunho and Changmin told me your name.” Yoohwan waited a moment before adding, “You can come closer if you want.” He wasn’t really sure if Jaejoong understood him. Yunho said once that it took almost six months of constantly being around Yoochun before he could decipher what Yoochun wanted.
So Yoohwan held up his hand and said, “Come here.”
Jaejoong stopped growling. He took a step forward, but whined and sat down.
Yoohwan smiled. He shifted his arms enough to remove his bow and pushed it away from his body. He took the knife off his belt and tossed it over by the bow. He stood up, and Jaejoong jumped back to his feet, growling again.
“Calm down,” Yoohwan said and pulled his shirt over his head. “I’m only trying to entice you to come closer to me.”
The wolf whined again.
Yoohwan smiled at him and took one step toward him. But again, Jaejoong growled.
“Fine,” Yoohwan said and sat on the ground (away from his weapons) with his legs crossed. “You can come closer. I want you to come closer.” He held out his hand again. “Please.”
But still the wolf did not move.
Yoohwan sighed. “Hyung says it’s probably my scent that you are attracted to, so maybe if I smell better.” Just thinking of pleasuring himself while the wolf watched him had his erection growing and tenting his breeches. He wanted to touch himself, slide his hand under his pants, tug himself off. Instead, he licked his fingertips, covered them with spit, and dragged them down to his nipple. He loved the slick feel against the sensitive skin, and had always wondered what it would be like to have someone suck on them. Or have a wolf tongue lick at them. It was something he fantasized about a lot with Yunho. He dropped his other hand, to his stomach, in a light caress that made him shiver.
His eyes fell shut and he forcefully pried them open. He wanted to watch the wolf, and he did not want to be taken by surprise. Just the thought of this had his breath speeding up. He pinched his nipple roughly, gasping at the sensations twisting along his skin. His butt rose from the ground for a moment.
Finally he let himself unlace his breeches. With shaking hands, he loosened his pants and pushed them down his thighs.
Jaejoong whined, pulling a smile from Yoohwan as he finished pulling his clothes off. He stilled his hand on his nipples for a moment, concentrating on his erection instead. He tugged at the loose skin, pulling roughly with one hand. He cupped his balls with the other hand. Precome spread down the shaft, slickening his fingers, and Yoohwan moaned.
“Please, come here.”
Jaejoong bared his teeth again and growled. He was on his feet. Yoohwan could almost see the restraint in his muscles, keeping himself away.
Did that mean Jaejoong was more aware of his human self than his wolf self? Granted when Yoohwan planned this, he hadn’t expected Jaejoong to hold out this long. He’d almost expected the wolf to rip his clothes off.
Yoohwan chuckled softly. “Not sure what else I can do to show you that I want you to come closer, but maybe ...” Yoohwan smiled at the wolf and then turned. He got on his hands and knees, spread his legs with his ass to the wolf. He lowered his head and used his clothes to keep his face out of the dirt. With a small moan, he wrapped his hand around his dick again and stroked slowly.
“Come on, Jaejoong, come on,” he whispered. “Please. Come and take me. Come and hurt me. Please.” He lost himself in the litany of pleas, begging Jaejoong to lick him touch him bite him. His hand grew slicker and sweat shone in the midmorning sun. When he felt fur against his side, he whined in eagerness, sliding his knees apart further. A low rumbled vibrated from Jaejoong, and Yoohwan concentrated on it.
A rough, wet tongue touched his side, on his ribs.
Yoohwan whimpered in relief. “Please. Please.”
The tongue trailed up, under his arm where Yoohwan had started to sweat. It tickled and Yoohwan tried to laugh and tried to jerk away from the sensation, and Jaejoong growled at him. With difficulty, Yoohwan held still. He even stopped stroking himself. He curled his arms and settled his forehead against his forearms. He turned his head enough to see Jaejoong’s white fur. It was shaking. Jaejoong was shaking.
“Let go,” Yoohwan whispered. “Let go and take me.”
Jaejoong licked at his side again and up along the sensitive skin of his underarm. Yoohwan wanted to touch, but he stayed his hands for now and let Jaejoong explore his body with his tongue.
That rough tongue traveled over his back and up his spine. Yoohwan shivered mainly because of the firm body now pressed to his side and the fur against his skin. It felt more amazing than any of his fantasies. Jaejoong licked along his slightly protruding ribs, pulling another laugh from him, and then he licked lower, to his tailbone, and Yoohwan whined.
“Please, please, please.”
Jaejoong growled, but kept licking, lower, and to his ass, along the sensitive skin of the curve. Yoohwan whimpered and reached behind himself. He grabbed his ass, spread himself open and made a demanding noise that would embarrass him later.
Jaejoong whined, an eager noise, that had Yoohwan smiling before a wet tongue lapped at his body and slid over the sensitive, untouched, furled skin of his entrance. He gasped at the sensation, arching into the next lick, mewling in encouragement. Jaejoong’s tongue left a sloppy wet mess between his ass cheeks, his nose was cold pressed against the flesh. Yoohwan never dreamed anything would feel this perfect, this good. He gripped his dick again, hand shaking from pleasure and he stroked himself.
Jaejoong paused, pulling a whine of protest from Yoohwan, but it was only a moment before Jaejoong’s tongue was back, focusing on the crinkled skin. Yoohwan clenched in anticipation, but tried to relax. Jaejoong pressed firmly, tongue swirling around the skin before pushing inside.
Yoohwan whimpered at the uncomfortable feeling, but he fought the urge to jerk away. He held himself still, concentrated on breathing, and moaned when Jaejoong’s long tongue went even deeper. Panting, Yoohwan pressed back, begging in noises and not in words. Noises Jaejoong seemed to understand. He pulled his tongue back and pressed it back in, licking and growling into his body.
Yoohwan finally managed to get his hand back around his cock. He pumped himself off, whining for more and more and more, loving the feel and sensations and touch of that tongue inside him. Pleasure coiled through him, twisted on his skin and pulsed from his cock. He shut his eyes, screamed, and shuddered through one of the most violent orgasms he had ever had. Everything tingled and every touch of his hand and the touch of that tongue had another aftershock pulsing through him.
Jaejoong whined suddenly and pulled away.
Yoohwan pried his eyes open. He lowered himself to the ground, trying to get his breath back. Jaejoong loomed over him, and Yoohwan lifted his come-covered hand. Jaejoong growled in the back of his throat and lunged forward. He licked at Yoohwan’s hand, slurping up the come. But he wasn’t careful and one of his teeth caught the flesh at the base of his thumb.
Yoohwan cried out in surprise and yanked his hand back.
Jaejoong froze, sat down and whimpered.
Yoohwan inspected the cut. It wasn’t deep, something that would heal quickly. He smiled and held his hand out.
Jaejoong practically pouted and Yoohwan nodded. “I’m fine. It’s just a small cut.”
Jaejoong nosed his hand and then licked at the wound. It stung, but the throbbing had stopped. “I’m fine,” Yoohwan repeated.
Jaejoong slowed his licks and finished cleaning up the come and blood. He was shaking and he moved in closer.
Yoohwan laughed and finally finally finally wrapped his arms around Jaejoong’s neck. He pressed his face into his shoulder and inhaled deeply. He smelled of rain and trees and fur. Different than Yunho. He couldn’t explain it, but Jaejoong smelt fresh and clean to his nose. And Yunho smelled like a dog. Maybe that meant something. Yoohwan wasn’t sure.
Jaejoong let him be for only a couple of minutes, and then his tongue lapped at his shoulder, down his chest. He stopped at a nipple and Yoohwan moaned. He leaned back on his hands, head tilted back, and moaned. Jaejoong climbed over him, careful of his paws, and kept licking, over up and down his chest, on his stomach. His tongue curled around Yoohwan’s erection, licking faster. Squeezing with his tongue. Yoohwan moaned deeply, lifted a hand and tangled his fingers in Jaejoong’s fur at his neck.
Jaejoong lifted his head and growled, baring his teeth.
“What?” Yoohwan asked, waiting to be afraid of a wolf over him and growling. The fear didn’t come, just a deep sense of possession. And lust.
Jaejoong twisted out of his grip and moved back. He sat on his haunches and growled again. Yoohwan frowned. He let his hand drop to the slick mess on his dick and stroked himself. Jaejoong watched him and then whimpered. He lowered his head and pressed his snout to Yoohwan’s balls. Carefully, he licked at his thighs.
“More?” Yoohwan said with a smile. “Okay. That felt so good. So good. More is a great idea.” Yoohwan turned back around, tucking his knees under his body. Jaejoong’s tongue went right into his body. “Oh god. So good, but more, Jaejoong, come on. More. If you can fuck me, then fuck me.”
The tongue left his ass and trailed up his back. Yoohwan shivered as fur brushed over his sensitive skin. Jaejoong licked his neck. The heat of the wolf’s penis pressed against Yoohwan’s ass. He shook violently, and Jaejoong growled a warning at him.
“I’m not ... take me. Take me, please.” He shifted just a little, and Jaejoong whined, and Yoohwan moaned when Jaejoong’s penis slipped inside him, easy from Jaejoong’s longer tongue and the mess.
Jaejoong howled next to his ear, deafening him from that and from pleasure. It felt so very weird, so very wrong to have something inside his ass like that. Never mind that it belonged to an animal. But Yoohwan did not care. He took a deep breath and relaxed.
Jaejoong humped him, thrusting inside him. His paws were on the ground next to his body and then on Yoohwan’s shoulder, claws digging into his shoulder. Yoohwan whimpered, brain swirling from the pain. And then Jaejoong’s penis swelled, pulsated and jerked. It filled Yoohwan even more. The wolf’s movements grew more erratic, his breathing harsher. He suddenly collapsed, pressing Yoohwan to the dirt, and his body jerked. He let out a tiny whine and fell against Yoohwan, heavily. The claws in his shoulders cut down to his back and Yoohwan cried out in pain.
Jaejoong whimpered and licked at the wounds, but his body was still shivering, still moving. Yoohwan adjusted under the weight, ass lifting, but the rest of his body staying low to the ground. The feel of Jaejoong’s fur on his back, the soft touch of the softness on his belly, was just as wonderful as Yoohwan had ever imagined it to be.
Jaejoong licked his face and Yoohwan turned his head. He was a bit surprised when Jaejoong licked his mouth, but he smiled and let Jaejoong lap at his lips. The sex had slowed, and Yoohwan felt wet warmth slip down his thighs. Jaejoong had come, but he obviously wasn't done. Yoohwan didn’t mind. He wasn’t done either.
Jaejoong stayed inside him through three more orgasms (and two more for Yoohwan). They stopped only long enough to nap in the heat of the day and then Jaejoong led Yoohwan to a deep river pool. He sank into the cool waters to wash himself off, but Jaejoong made him dirty again and again through the evening. They finally slept as the sun went down, with Yoohwan curled tight against the wolf’s warm body.
In the morning, Yoohwan wasn’t surprised when he woke up to that tongue in his ass, and he didn’t exactly care either, and he let Jaejoong take him, possess him and claim him throughout the morning.
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After dealing with Yunho and Changmin for the last few years, Yoohwan figured that he should have known that Jaejoong was going to be just as stubborn.
“I have to go home, you stubborn wolf,” Yoohwan said again and tried to move past the wolf. Jaejoong snarled, teeth bared, not letting him leave the enclosure of the root.
“At this rate, I won’t be home until after dark. My mother is probably already worried.”
If wolves could pout ...
Yoohwan crouched down and held out his hand. Jaejoong whimpered, but came to him and licked his palm. “I’m not leaving you,” he whispered. “I promise, I’m not. I need to go home.”
The wolf huffed.
“Come with me, at least to the tree line.”
Jaejoong whined again. Yoohwan put his arms around him and rubbed down his back for a moment. He stood up, a hand tangled in the fur at Jaejoong’s neck and started walking. Jaejoong balked, but Yoohwan did not let go.
Jaejoong growled at him.
Yoohwan smiled and kept walking. When Jaejoong stopped resisting, Yoohwan let go of his fur and started running. Jaejoong barked, but kept pace with him. He ran until the darkening forests gave him too many obstacles he couldn’t see. He walked slowly, and his hand once again settled in the scruff of Jaejoong’s fur at his shoulder.
They stopped at a stream for a drink of water, and against his better judgement, and fully aware of the time, Yoohwan let Jaejoong claim him again and howl out his release to the night if only to reassure the wolf that Yoohwan wasn’t going to leave him. And because it felt so very good.
Part 3: Third Vow
Part 1: First Encounter
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Pairing: Jaejoong/Yoohwan (Yoochun/Yunho/Changmin, onesided!Yoohwan/Yunho)
Rating: NC-17 This fic contains GRAPHIC Bestiality and Underage sex)
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, and when they find out I write fics like this with them in it, I'm sure they're happy they aren't mine.
Summary: Yoohwan envies his brother's life if only because he gets to run with Yunho until a white wolf suddenly appears in the woods.
A/N: I've been planning this story since Mea Luna. Well, let me rephrase that. I've been trying to NOT write this story since Mea Luna, but yeah. My brain was like, NOPE WRITE THIS. So I wrote it. And of course, I was aiming for 3000 words or so and it's now 4 parts. *sighs*
A/N2: This fic is dedicated to Mea Luna even though she's trying to get me into the Exo fandom. :)
WARNING: This fic contains GRAPHIC bestiality, underage!smut (Yoohwan is 17)
Please keep the negative/derogatory comments to yourself. If you don't want to read it you don't have to. And you have been warned about what this fic contains. Any comments that are bashing me or the story or anything else will be deleted and the user will be banned.
Photo credit to ztarplay It's gorgeous, I love it! <3 Thank you!
Part 2:
WARNING: This fic contains GRAPHIC bestiality, underage!smut (Yoohwan is 17)
Yoohwan woke before the sun. He gathered a few supplies, including his weapons, medical herbs, and a small amount of food. He left his mother a note that he had gone hunting and said he would be home the next day. He headed out across their fields, toward the dark line of forests in the west. Anxiousness sped his feet to a jog and stole his breath. The dawn air cooled the sweat on his skin.
He had no idea where the wolf might be, but he went in the direction of the first place he’d seen it, when the wolf ... Jaejoong ... when Jaejoong had smelled him, and gotten so very close to him. Time faded among the trees, and Yoohwan relaxed despite his nerves. He had missed the forests over the last month. No matter how this day and night ended, he promised himself that he would come to the forests more often. He stopped at a stream for a drink and to douse his sweaty head in the cold water. He shook out his hair, spraying water around him.
The feeling of being watched trailed up his spine. He paused and looked around, but saw nothing. Content within the trees, he walked slower, keeping his eyes alert for a flash of white. He walked deeper, into an area where the trees grew close together and almost made it impassable. But he had lived here for years and knew how to climb the trees and twist around branches to continue deeper.
At midmorning, he stopped next to a large tree. The earth had eroded, leaving the wide root bare. It curled around itself, forming a shallow enclosure. It was a perfect place for a camp, and Yoohwan sat down and removed his bags. He took a few bites of apple and bread.
Leaning against the wood, he shut his eyes and listened to the forest. The birds, the brush of wind in the trees, the far off call of a mountain cat. He smiled. The forest was his home. It had become his home.
Yoohwan was almost asleep when growling permeated his mind. His eyes snapped open and he sat up quickly.
Standing just a few meters away was the white wolf. It was nearing noon, early summer heat settling through the trees. The sun gleamed off his white coat.
Yoohwan smiled and swallowed. He waited to be afraid, but was more nervous than actually scared.
“Hi, Jaejoong,” Yoohwan said.
The wolf paused and then bared his teeth and growled again.
“Yunho and Changmin told me your name.” Yoohwan waited a moment before adding, “You can come closer if you want.” He wasn’t really sure if Jaejoong understood him. Yunho said once that it took almost six months of constantly being around Yoochun before he could decipher what Yoochun wanted.
So Yoohwan held up his hand and said, “Come here.”
Jaejoong stopped growling. He took a step forward, but whined and sat down.
Yoohwan smiled. He shifted his arms enough to remove his bow and pushed it away from his body. He took the knife off his belt and tossed it over by the bow. He stood up, and Jaejoong jumped back to his feet, growling again.
“Calm down,” Yoohwan said and pulled his shirt over his head. “I’m only trying to entice you to come closer to me.”
The wolf whined again.
Yoohwan smiled at him and took one step toward him. But again, Jaejoong growled.
“Fine,” Yoohwan said and sat on the ground (away from his weapons) with his legs crossed. “You can come closer. I want you to come closer.” He held out his hand again. “Please.”
But still the wolf did not move.
Yoohwan sighed. “Hyung says it’s probably my scent that you are attracted to, so maybe if I smell better.” Just thinking of pleasuring himself while the wolf watched him had his erection growing and tenting his breeches. He wanted to touch himself, slide his hand under his pants, tug himself off. Instead, he licked his fingertips, covered them with spit, and dragged them down to his nipple. He loved the slick feel against the sensitive skin, and had always wondered what it would be like to have someone suck on them. Or have a wolf tongue lick at them. It was something he fantasized about a lot with Yunho. He dropped his other hand, to his stomach, in a light caress that made him shiver.
His eyes fell shut and he forcefully pried them open. He wanted to watch the wolf, and he did not want to be taken by surprise. Just the thought of this had his breath speeding up. He pinched his nipple roughly, gasping at the sensations twisting along his skin. His butt rose from the ground for a moment.
Finally he let himself unlace his breeches. With shaking hands, he loosened his pants and pushed them down his thighs.
Jaejoong whined, pulling a smile from Yoohwan as he finished pulling his clothes off. He stilled his hand on his nipples for a moment, concentrating on his erection instead. He tugged at the loose skin, pulling roughly with one hand. He cupped his balls with the other hand. Precome spread down the shaft, slickening his fingers, and Yoohwan moaned.
“Please, come here.”
Jaejoong bared his teeth again and growled. He was on his feet. Yoohwan could almost see the restraint in his muscles, keeping himself away.
Did that mean Jaejoong was more aware of his human self than his wolf self? Granted when Yoohwan planned this, he hadn’t expected Jaejoong to hold out this long. He’d almost expected the wolf to rip his clothes off.
Yoohwan chuckled softly. “Not sure what else I can do to show you that I want you to come closer, but maybe ...” Yoohwan smiled at the wolf and then turned. He got on his hands and knees, spread his legs with his ass to the wolf. He lowered his head and used his clothes to keep his face out of the dirt. With a small moan, he wrapped his hand around his dick again and stroked slowly.
“Come on, Jaejoong, come on,” he whispered. “Please. Come and take me. Come and hurt me. Please.” He lost himself in the litany of pleas, begging Jaejoong to lick him touch him bite him. His hand grew slicker and sweat shone in the midmorning sun. When he felt fur against his side, he whined in eagerness, sliding his knees apart further. A low rumbled vibrated from Jaejoong, and Yoohwan concentrated on it.
A rough, wet tongue touched his side, on his ribs.
Yoohwan whimpered in relief. “Please. Please.”
The tongue trailed up, under his arm where Yoohwan had started to sweat. It tickled and Yoohwan tried to laugh and tried to jerk away from the sensation, and Jaejoong growled at him. With difficulty, Yoohwan held still. He even stopped stroking himself. He curled his arms and settled his forehead against his forearms. He turned his head enough to see Jaejoong’s white fur. It was shaking. Jaejoong was shaking.
“Let go,” Yoohwan whispered. “Let go and take me.”
Jaejoong licked at his side again and up along the sensitive skin of his underarm. Yoohwan wanted to touch, but he stayed his hands for now and let Jaejoong explore his body with his tongue.
That rough tongue traveled over his back and up his spine. Yoohwan shivered mainly because of the firm body now pressed to his side and the fur against his skin. It felt more amazing than any of his fantasies. Jaejoong licked along his slightly protruding ribs, pulling another laugh from him, and then he licked lower, to his tailbone, and Yoohwan whined.
“Please, please, please.”
Jaejoong growled, but kept licking, lower, and to his ass, along the sensitive skin of the curve. Yoohwan whimpered and reached behind himself. He grabbed his ass, spread himself open and made a demanding noise that would embarrass him later.
Jaejoong whined, an eager noise, that had Yoohwan smiling before a wet tongue lapped at his body and slid over the sensitive, untouched, furled skin of his entrance. He gasped at the sensation, arching into the next lick, mewling in encouragement. Jaejoong’s tongue left a sloppy wet mess between his ass cheeks, his nose was cold pressed against the flesh. Yoohwan never dreamed anything would feel this perfect, this good. He gripped his dick again, hand shaking from pleasure and he stroked himself.
Jaejoong paused, pulling a whine of protest from Yoohwan, but it was only a moment before Jaejoong’s tongue was back, focusing on the crinkled skin. Yoohwan clenched in anticipation, but tried to relax. Jaejoong pressed firmly, tongue swirling around the skin before pushing inside.
Yoohwan whimpered at the uncomfortable feeling, but he fought the urge to jerk away. He held himself still, concentrated on breathing, and moaned when Jaejoong’s long tongue went even deeper. Panting, Yoohwan pressed back, begging in noises and not in words. Noises Jaejoong seemed to understand. He pulled his tongue back and pressed it back in, licking and growling into his body.
Yoohwan finally managed to get his hand back around his cock. He pumped himself off, whining for more and more and more, loving the feel and sensations and touch of that tongue inside him. Pleasure coiled through him, twisted on his skin and pulsed from his cock. He shut his eyes, screamed, and shuddered through one of the most violent orgasms he had ever had. Everything tingled and every touch of his hand and the touch of that tongue had another aftershock pulsing through him.
Jaejoong whined suddenly and pulled away.
Yoohwan pried his eyes open. He lowered himself to the ground, trying to get his breath back. Jaejoong loomed over him, and Yoohwan lifted his come-covered hand. Jaejoong growled in the back of his throat and lunged forward. He licked at Yoohwan’s hand, slurping up the come. But he wasn’t careful and one of his teeth caught the flesh at the base of his thumb.
Yoohwan cried out in surprise and yanked his hand back.
Jaejoong froze, sat down and whimpered.
Yoohwan inspected the cut. It wasn’t deep, something that would heal quickly. He smiled and held his hand out.
Jaejoong practically pouted and Yoohwan nodded. “I’m fine. It’s just a small cut.”
Jaejoong nosed his hand and then licked at the wound. It stung, but the throbbing had stopped. “I’m fine,” Yoohwan repeated.
Jaejoong slowed his licks and finished cleaning up the come and blood. He was shaking and he moved in closer.
Yoohwan laughed and finally finally finally wrapped his arms around Jaejoong’s neck. He pressed his face into his shoulder and inhaled deeply. He smelled of rain and trees and fur. Different than Yunho. He couldn’t explain it, but Jaejoong smelt fresh and clean to his nose. And Yunho smelled like a dog. Maybe that meant something. Yoohwan wasn’t sure.
Jaejoong let him be for only a couple of minutes, and then his tongue lapped at his shoulder, down his chest. He stopped at a nipple and Yoohwan moaned. He leaned back on his hands, head tilted back, and moaned. Jaejoong climbed over him, careful of his paws, and kept licking, over up and down his chest, on his stomach. His tongue curled around Yoohwan’s erection, licking faster. Squeezing with his tongue. Yoohwan moaned deeply, lifted a hand and tangled his fingers in Jaejoong’s fur at his neck.
Jaejoong lifted his head and growled, baring his teeth.
“What?” Yoohwan asked, waiting to be afraid of a wolf over him and growling. The fear didn’t come, just a deep sense of possession. And lust.
Jaejoong twisted out of his grip and moved back. He sat on his haunches and growled again. Yoohwan frowned. He let his hand drop to the slick mess on his dick and stroked himself. Jaejoong watched him and then whimpered. He lowered his head and pressed his snout to Yoohwan’s balls. Carefully, he licked at his thighs.
“More?” Yoohwan said with a smile. “Okay. That felt so good. So good. More is a great idea.” Yoohwan turned back around, tucking his knees under his body. Jaejoong’s tongue went right into his body. “Oh god. So good, but more, Jaejoong, come on. More. If you can fuck me, then fuck me.”
The tongue left his ass and trailed up his back. Yoohwan shivered as fur brushed over his sensitive skin. Jaejoong licked his neck. The heat of the wolf’s penis pressed against Yoohwan’s ass. He shook violently, and Jaejoong growled a warning at him.
“I’m not ... take me. Take me, please.” He shifted just a little, and Jaejoong whined, and Yoohwan moaned when Jaejoong’s penis slipped inside him, easy from Jaejoong’s longer tongue and the mess.
Jaejoong howled next to his ear, deafening him from that and from pleasure. It felt so very weird, so very wrong to have something inside his ass like that. Never mind that it belonged to an animal. But Yoohwan did not care. He took a deep breath and relaxed.
Jaejoong humped him, thrusting inside him. His paws were on the ground next to his body and then on Yoohwan’s shoulder, claws digging into his shoulder. Yoohwan whimpered, brain swirling from the pain. And then Jaejoong’s penis swelled, pulsated and jerked. It filled Yoohwan even more. The wolf’s movements grew more erratic, his breathing harsher. He suddenly collapsed, pressing Yoohwan to the dirt, and his body jerked. He let out a tiny whine and fell against Yoohwan, heavily. The claws in his shoulders cut down to his back and Yoohwan cried out in pain.
Jaejoong whimpered and licked at the wounds, but his body was still shivering, still moving. Yoohwan adjusted under the weight, ass lifting, but the rest of his body staying low to the ground. The feel of Jaejoong’s fur on his back, the soft touch of the softness on his belly, was just as wonderful as Yoohwan had ever imagined it to be.
Jaejoong licked his face and Yoohwan turned his head. He was a bit surprised when Jaejoong licked his mouth, but he smiled and let Jaejoong lap at his lips. The sex had slowed, and Yoohwan felt wet warmth slip down his thighs. Jaejoong had come, but he obviously wasn't done. Yoohwan didn’t mind. He wasn’t done either.
Jaejoong stayed inside him through three more orgasms (and two more for Yoohwan). They stopped only long enough to nap in the heat of the day and then Jaejoong led Yoohwan to a deep river pool. He sank into the cool waters to wash himself off, but Jaejoong made him dirty again and again through the evening. They finally slept as the sun went down, with Yoohwan curled tight against the wolf’s warm body.
In the morning, Yoohwan wasn’t surprised when he woke up to that tongue in his ass, and he didn’t exactly care either, and he let Jaejoong take him, possess him and claim him throughout the morning.
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After dealing with Yunho and Changmin for the last few years, Yoohwan figured that he should have known that Jaejoong was going to be just as stubborn.
“I have to go home, you stubborn wolf,” Yoohwan said again and tried to move past the wolf. Jaejoong snarled, teeth bared, not letting him leave the enclosure of the root.
“At this rate, I won’t be home until after dark. My mother is probably already worried.”
If wolves could pout ...
Yoohwan crouched down and held out his hand. Jaejoong whimpered, but came to him and licked his palm. “I’m not leaving you,” he whispered. “I promise, I’m not. I need to go home.”
The wolf huffed.
“Come with me, at least to the tree line.”
Jaejoong whined again. Yoohwan put his arms around him and rubbed down his back for a moment. He stood up, a hand tangled in the fur at Jaejoong’s neck and started walking. Jaejoong balked, but Yoohwan did not let go.
Jaejoong growled at him.
Yoohwan smiled and kept walking. When Jaejoong stopped resisting, Yoohwan let go of his fur and started running. Jaejoong barked, but kept pace with him. He ran until the darkening forests gave him too many obstacles he couldn’t see. He walked slowly, and his hand once again settled in the scruff of Jaejoong’s fur at his shoulder.
They stopped at a stream for a drink of water, and against his better judgement, and fully aware of the time, Yoohwan let Jaejoong claim him again and howl out his release to the night if only to reassure the wolf that Yoohwan wasn’t going to leave him. And because it felt so very good.
Part 3: Third Vow
Part 1: First Encounter
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