A Knight of Fire 7/?
Title: A Knight of Fire 7/?
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Junsu, Changmin/Junho
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They aren't mine and I can't even claim the idea as mine because it is all devilaugh's fault.
Summary: Jaejoong is a scribe in King Ahn Chilhyun's court. He is sent to small seaside village to teach the people how to read, and instead finds a lover who has a secret that will end up endangering the entire world.
A/N: This fic is all devilaugh's fault. It was her idea on the post about the picture of Jaejoong, so this fic was partially inspired by this picture
Part 7:
Fanfic poster by back_to_five!!! Perfection! <3 <3
Light flared next to his face, and someone said his name, and then called for Yunho.
The knife left his neck, and Jaejoong sagged against a strong body that he recognized as Junho’s.
“Well, hello, Master Jaejoong,” he said with laughter in his voice. “What brings you here?”
“Jaejoong!”
Jaejoong’s head shot up and he pushed away from Junho, vaulted away from him, and ran toward Yunho who was running just as quickly at him. They met with arms spread and lips together, and for that moment, Jaejoong forgot about everything else.
Yunho gripped his face and forced him away, but he was not angry, just curious. And happy. A smile tugging at his lips. “What are you doing here?”
Jaejoong opened his mouth to reply and then shut it.
“There are no secrets here, remember?” Yunho said and brushed his cheek with the back of his fingers.
Jaejoong shut his eyes and leaned into the light touch. “I missed you.”
“I missed you, too,” Yunho whispered and gathered him close again.
Jaejoong breathed in the smell of him. Work, fire, heat. He felt stronger, more powerful. In Yunho’s arms, Jaejoong knew he had made the correct choice. Treason. Who knew that treason would be the correct choice?
“Sorry about the knife,” Junho said behind him.
Jaejoong turned just enough to see his face in the light of the torches that other townspeople carried. “Problems?”
“Yes, but nothing we cannot handle. We will talk later,” Yunho said. “You look exhausted.” He pulled him toward the Lord’s house. Junho called the other guards back to their positions.
Jaejoong walked next to Yunho, arm about his waist and leaned against his shoulder.
“Food first, or sleep.”
“You first,” he replied and tilted his head up enough to kiss Yunho’s scruffy jaw.
Yunho chuckled.
“Sleep,” Jaejoong said. “I had something to eat just after sunset.”
Yunho pressed a kiss to his forehead. The Lady Jung sat at a table, lit by candlelight. She smiled widely, stood and hugged him close.
“It is so good to see you,” she replied. “You did not write ahead and your rooms are not ready for guests, though I’m not even sure they are needed, are they, son?”
Yunho cleared his throat. “Um, perhaps not. If Master Jaejoong ... if he ...”
Jaejoong smiled at him. “Is that a blush, Future Lord Jung?” he asked.
Yunho glared at him, and they laughed at him. He cleared his throat. “I would ... if you want to I mean ... you may sleep in my bed.” Yunho rubbed the back of his neck.
Jaejoong took pity on him and moved back into his embrace. “Take me to your room.”
Yunho moved quickly, ignoring his mother’s laughter.
“He better get some sleep!” she called after them.
Halfway up the stone stairway, Jaejoong said, “I guess they know about us.”
“Us?” Yunho stopped on the stair above and turned to him.
Jaejoong smiled and said, “Yes. Us.” He wrapped his arms about Yunho’s hips, putting his face at Yunho’s stomach. Yunho ran his hands through Jaejoong’s hair.
“I have never been good at lying to my people, let alone my mother.” Yunho held out his hand and tugged Jaejoong toward his bedroom. “I was ... upset ... after you left. I burnt down half the barn before Junsu was able to douse it.”
The candles in the room flared with light.
“That is strangely sweet.”
Yunho snorted. “After that, I ... I had to tell them. Some of my people may not agree with my choice not to have an heir, but the Lord of a Water Knights Village is never a Knight. But my people understand. You have that effect. They love you.”
Jaejoong sat on the edge of the bed and groaned. He fell back and reached above him, stretching. The softness of the bed felt amazing beneath him.
Yunho’s hands slid up his shirt. “I missed you.”
Jaejoong smiled at him. He opened his mouth to say the words and yawned instead. With a chuckle, Yunho unbuttoned his shirt. “Your clothes are different.”
“Fashions have changed.”
“The clothes look good on you, but you’ll be more comfortable out of them.”
“Good excuse to get me naked.”
Yunho smiled and Jaejoong sighed and relaxed. Yunho moved to get up and Jaejoong pouted, tugging on his shoulders. Yunho chuckled and leaned over him to press a kiss to his lips. Jaejoong moaned, hands tangling in Yunho’s hair. The kiss did more than make Jaejoong’s heart soar. It erased the year between them. It destroyed the barrier that lay between of one of the king’s scribes and a country fisherman. It solidified everything in Jaejoong’s mind. Treason never tasted so strong, sweet, perfect.
Yunho shifted above him, sliding his hand up Jaejoong’s chest and back down. Without the heat, and Jaejoong did not mind. If Yunho teased his skin with fire, he definitely would not get any sleep. But Jaejoong moaned, his body betraying him. He did not need to sleep. Not yet. He lifted a leg and hooked it around Yunho’s back.
Yunho shuddered above him, speeding up the kiss, and Jaejoong got to taste his mouth with his tongue, chew on his lips, whimper against them as Yunho parted his lips over and over. He had forgotten how soft Yunho’s lips were, how gentle he was despite the power running through him. Each kiss felt like the one before it, but each one meant more to Jaejoong, meant that Yunho had missed him just as much at Jaejoong missed Yunho, meant that Yunho had waited for him just as Jaejoong had waited for Yunho. A declaration of love and devotion, but with lips and mouths and tongues instead of with words. Jaejoong knew that words would come later, sooner, tomorrow, sometime, but for now, he just wanted more kisses.
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Jaejoong woke up to sunlight streaming in the window. He shifted, noting that he was completely naked under the warm blanket. And alone. He had fallen asleep with Yunho’s body heat next to him. He lifted his head, eyes a bit blurry.
Yunho sat at the table, wearing only thin sleep pants. He was sipping on a mug of steaming liquid and reading a parchment. Jaejoong recognized the broken seal.
“It is rude to go through other’s possessions without permission.”
Yunho smiled. “It is rude not to mention you have a letter for me.”
“For you?” Jaejoong said and yawned as he sat up. A plush blue robe hung on one of the bedposts and Jaejoong stood up. He stretched, arching all the way up to his toes. He noted the way Yunho licked his lips and smiled as he slipped the robe on.
Yunho watched him with a golden light in his eyes.
Jaejoong sat next to him, and Yunho leaned forward to press a quick kiss to his lips. Jaejoong tangled a hand in his hair and kept their lips together for long enough to lick the taste of warm coffee from his mouth.
Jaejoong hummed and let him go with a small lick to his upper lip. “Missed that.”
Yunho smiled and gave Jaejoong a second cup. It was still hot, and Jaejoong brought it close to his face, cradled in his hands.
“My letter,” Yunho said, and tapped the broken seal. “It is the seal of the Earth. We each have one.”
Jaejoong remembered the symbol of a leaf with four lines around it.
“Mine, of course, is a flame, and Junsu’s a river.”
“And air?”
“A cloud, though Junsu is constantly reminding me that clouds are made of water, but how do you draw air that you cannot see?”
“What does the letter say?”
Yunho frowned down at it. “Do you trust Changmin?”
“Yes.”
“And you are sure he is a Knight of Earth?”
“I saw him make a lilac bloom during winter.”
Yunho nodded and then handed the letter to Jaejoong.
To the Knights of Fire and Water
Times are precarious. Our world just suffered through one tyrant and it is about to feel the wrath of another, one more powerful than the last. The Fire Knights Village is a casualty of war, destroyed without meaning to, a peaceful people wiped out in the name of strategic location. The gift has fallen on you, and this is the time when the Knights of Elements reunite and bring peace back to our world.
I am risking my life and my position to get this letter to you.
“And my life,” Jaejoong muttered.
Yunho chuckled and held out his hand. Jaejoong took it and smiled as Yunho traced his knuckles.
We cannot stand idle any longer. King Ahn found the History Book before the Fire Knights Village was destroyed. I felt it, from my place upon the mountains, I felt the ache in the earth at the demise of so much at once. I felt the transfer of power through the energy of the Earth. But I did not know where the new Knight of Fire dwelled. Jaejoong is an idiot--
“Little fucker,” Jaejoong growled.
--but I love him dearly. He carries the seal of the king which will get you as far as the Eastern Mountains before word is sent to stop him. By the time you read this letter, there may be a price on his head. Protect him and make haste. King Ahn plans to move West across the ocean with a navy of boats and the Knight of Water at the lead. He plans to overtake the other kingdoms across the mountains and rule the entire world, with the Knights as his charioteers, willing or otherwise. I fear my secret will be revealed soon, but I will run before I am discovered. I will meet you at the Earth Knights Village.
Be swift. Do not dawdle.
Shim Changmin
Knight of Earth
“And he calls me an idiot, writing all that in a letter that could have been discovered at any moment.”
Yunho nodded.
“You trust him. You trust what he has said?”
Jaejoong nodded. “Even without it, you know something is wrong. There are guards and gates south of here. Freedom of travel is being cut off. Men are being drafted to serve in a peaceful nation’s army.”
“He is your king,” Yunho said softly.
Jaejoong smiled and got up. He went to Yunho’s chair and straddled his lap, hands around his neck. Yunho slid his hands into Jaejoong’s robes, warmth against his skin. They kissed and Jaejoong moaned.
“You are my king,” Jaejoong said against his lips. “My loyalty, my heart, my love belong to you.”
Yunho frowned at the word “love.”
Jaejoong smiled. “Yes, love. I spent months infatuated with you, watching you lead these people, watching you love and cherish even the oldest villager and the newest infant. I watched you work alongside them and worry when they left for sea, celebrate and give thanks when they returned. I have never been happier than I was when I was with you. It wasn’t a long time, but I’ve spent the last year thinking on it. I spent the last year falling hopelessly in love with you. I love you, Jung Yunho, and I will follow you and obey you in whatever you ask.”
Yunho pondered him, and Jaejoong waited. With a careful smile and a shake of his head, Yunho hugged him close.
“Changmin is right. You’re an idiot.”
“Yah!” Jaejoong said, pushing away. He smacked Yunho’s firm shoulder.
Yunho laughed, and then his eyes traveled down the open robe, to Jaejoong’s very naked skin. He swallowed and Jaejoong relaxed, spreading his legs a bit more and leaning back on the table. Yunho took a hand from his side and ran it up and down his chest, pausing to trace the letters and pictures of every inked section of skin. When his hand curled around Jaejoong’s erection, Jaejoong was sure the entire world was on fire.
The door opened, and Junsu said, “Hey, are we--”
Jaejoong sat up quickly, pressing his naked skin against Yunho’s front, and Yunho made sure most of the robe covered most of his skin.
“Oops,” Junsu said and leaned against the doorframe. Junho poked his head around his brother’s and laughed, arms draped over his shoulders.
“The Village Council is waiting on you.”
“Fuck,” Yunho said.
“Not quite,” Jaejoong replied, causing the twins to laugh again.
“Tell them we’ll be there in a few minutes,” Yunho said. He handed Junsu the letter from Changmin. “Give them that to read in the meantime.”
Junsu glanced through it, and Junho read over his shoulder. “By the gods, this is pure treason.”
“Yes, it is. Which is why we need to talk about it at council.”
Junsu nodded, reading as he turned around.
Junho stayed and looked at the two of them for a moment. “Did you tell him about how you burned my clothes off the first time we had sex?”
Yunho sputtered and Jaejoong stared at him with his eyes wide. So it’d been Junho, not Junsu who had shared Yunho’s body.
“You should let him do it,” Junho continued and smirked. “Pretty sexy how much control he has. But not right now. Should get dressed now, although from what I saw, you may not want to. Jaejoong naked is a beautiful sight.”
“Get out,” Yunho said and growled.
Junho laughed and left the room, shutting the door behind him.
Yunho and Jaejoong met eyes, and he opened his mouth to say something, and Jaejoong kissed him instead.
“We can’t ...”
“A few minutes.”
Yunho shook his head. “A few minutes with you will turn into a few hours.”
Jaejoong smiled and nodded. “Okay, my knight, my prince, my heart. But you owe me a few hours of sex.”
“I will gladly pay.”
Jaejoong laughed and stood up. He moved only a step before Yunho snagged the robe and pulled him back. Jaejoong landed awkwardly in his lap and his breath was stolen by Yunho’s lips and his tongue, and the sweet taste of heat in his mouth.
“I forgot,” Yunho whispered.
“Forgot what?”
“I love you.”
Jaejoong smiled and pulled Yunho back to his lips for a few more minutes of kisses.
Part 8: Hot
Part 6: Bloom
Part 5: Sprout
Part 4: Burn
Part 3: Flicker
Part 2: Flare
Part 1: Spark
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Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Junsu, Changmin/Junho
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They aren't mine and I can't even claim the idea as mine because it is all devilaugh's fault.
Summary: Jaejoong is a scribe in King Ahn Chilhyun's court. He is sent to small seaside village to teach the people how to read, and instead finds a lover who has a secret that will end up endangering the entire world.
A/N: This fic is all devilaugh's fault. It was her idea on the post about the picture of Jaejoong, so this fic was partially inspired by this picture
Part 7:
Fanfic poster by back_to_five!!! Perfection! <3 <3
Light flared next to his face, and someone said his name, and then called for Yunho.
The knife left his neck, and Jaejoong sagged against a strong body that he recognized as Junho’s.
“Well, hello, Master Jaejoong,” he said with laughter in his voice. “What brings you here?”
“Jaejoong!”
Jaejoong’s head shot up and he pushed away from Junho, vaulted away from him, and ran toward Yunho who was running just as quickly at him. They met with arms spread and lips together, and for that moment, Jaejoong forgot about everything else.
Yunho gripped his face and forced him away, but he was not angry, just curious. And happy. A smile tugging at his lips. “What are you doing here?”
Jaejoong opened his mouth to reply and then shut it.
“There are no secrets here, remember?” Yunho said and brushed his cheek with the back of his fingers.
Jaejoong shut his eyes and leaned into the light touch. “I missed you.”
“I missed you, too,” Yunho whispered and gathered him close again.
Jaejoong breathed in the smell of him. Work, fire, heat. He felt stronger, more powerful. In Yunho’s arms, Jaejoong knew he had made the correct choice. Treason. Who knew that treason would be the correct choice?
“Sorry about the knife,” Junho said behind him.
Jaejoong turned just enough to see his face in the light of the torches that other townspeople carried. “Problems?”
“Yes, but nothing we cannot handle. We will talk later,” Yunho said. “You look exhausted.” He pulled him toward the Lord’s house. Junho called the other guards back to their positions.
Jaejoong walked next to Yunho, arm about his waist and leaned against his shoulder.
“Food first, or sleep.”
“You first,” he replied and tilted his head up enough to kiss Yunho’s scruffy jaw.
Yunho chuckled.
“Sleep,” Jaejoong said. “I had something to eat just after sunset.”
Yunho pressed a kiss to his forehead. The Lady Jung sat at a table, lit by candlelight. She smiled widely, stood and hugged him close.
“It is so good to see you,” she replied. “You did not write ahead and your rooms are not ready for guests, though I’m not even sure they are needed, are they, son?”
Yunho cleared his throat. “Um, perhaps not. If Master Jaejoong ... if he ...”
Jaejoong smiled at him. “Is that a blush, Future Lord Jung?” he asked.
Yunho glared at him, and they laughed at him. He cleared his throat. “I would ... if you want to I mean ... you may sleep in my bed.” Yunho rubbed the back of his neck.
Jaejoong took pity on him and moved back into his embrace. “Take me to your room.”
Yunho moved quickly, ignoring his mother’s laughter.
“He better get some sleep!” she called after them.
Halfway up the stone stairway, Jaejoong said, “I guess they know about us.”
“Us?” Yunho stopped on the stair above and turned to him.
Jaejoong smiled and said, “Yes. Us.” He wrapped his arms about Yunho’s hips, putting his face at Yunho’s stomach. Yunho ran his hands through Jaejoong’s hair.
“I have never been good at lying to my people, let alone my mother.” Yunho held out his hand and tugged Jaejoong toward his bedroom. “I was ... upset ... after you left. I burnt down half the barn before Junsu was able to douse it.”
The candles in the room flared with light.
“That is strangely sweet.”
Yunho snorted. “After that, I ... I had to tell them. Some of my people may not agree with my choice not to have an heir, but the Lord of a Water Knights Village is never a Knight. But my people understand. You have that effect. They love you.”
Jaejoong sat on the edge of the bed and groaned. He fell back and reached above him, stretching. The softness of the bed felt amazing beneath him.
Yunho’s hands slid up his shirt. “I missed you.”
Jaejoong smiled at him. He opened his mouth to say the words and yawned instead. With a chuckle, Yunho unbuttoned his shirt. “Your clothes are different.”
“Fashions have changed.”
“The clothes look good on you, but you’ll be more comfortable out of them.”
“Good excuse to get me naked.”
Yunho smiled and Jaejoong sighed and relaxed. Yunho moved to get up and Jaejoong pouted, tugging on his shoulders. Yunho chuckled and leaned over him to press a kiss to his lips. Jaejoong moaned, hands tangling in Yunho’s hair. The kiss did more than make Jaejoong’s heart soar. It erased the year between them. It destroyed the barrier that lay between of one of the king’s scribes and a country fisherman. It solidified everything in Jaejoong’s mind. Treason never tasted so strong, sweet, perfect.
Yunho shifted above him, sliding his hand up Jaejoong’s chest and back down. Without the heat, and Jaejoong did not mind. If Yunho teased his skin with fire, he definitely would not get any sleep. But Jaejoong moaned, his body betraying him. He did not need to sleep. Not yet. He lifted a leg and hooked it around Yunho’s back.
Yunho shuddered above him, speeding up the kiss, and Jaejoong got to taste his mouth with his tongue, chew on his lips, whimper against them as Yunho parted his lips over and over. He had forgotten how soft Yunho’s lips were, how gentle he was despite the power running through him. Each kiss felt like the one before it, but each one meant more to Jaejoong, meant that Yunho had missed him just as much at Jaejoong missed Yunho, meant that Yunho had waited for him just as Jaejoong had waited for Yunho. A declaration of love and devotion, but with lips and mouths and tongues instead of with words. Jaejoong knew that words would come later, sooner, tomorrow, sometime, but for now, he just wanted more kisses.
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Jaejoong woke up to sunlight streaming in the window. He shifted, noting that he was completely naked under the warm blanket. And alone. He had fallen asleep with Yunho’s body heat next to him. He lifted his head, eyes a bit blurry.
Yunho sat at the table, wearing only thin sleep pants. He was sipping on a mug of steaming liquid and reading a parchment. Jaejoong recognized the broken seal.
“It is rude to go through other’s possessions without permission.”
Yunho smiled. “It is rude not to mention you have a letter for me.”
“For you?” Jaejoong said and yawned as he sat up. A plush blue robe hung on one of the bedposts and Jaejoong stood up. He stretched, arching all the way up to his toes. He noted the way Yunho licked his lips and smiled as he slipped the robe on.
Yunho watched him with a golden light in his eyes.
Jaejoong sat next to him, and Yunho leaned forward to press a quick kiss to his lips. Jaejoong tangled a hand in his hair and kept their lips together for long enough to lick the taste of warm coffee from his mouth.
Jaejoong hummed and let him go with a small lick to his upper lip. “Missed that.”
Yunho smiled and gave Jaejoong a second cup. It was still hot, and Jaejoong brought it close to his face, cradled in his hands.
“My letter,” Yunho said, and tapped the broken seal. “It is the seal of the Earth. We each have one.”
Jaejoong remembered the symbol of a leaf with four lines around it.
“Mine, of course, is a flame, and Junsu’s a river.”
“And air?”
“A cloud, though Junsu is constantly reminding me that clouds are made of water, but how do you draw air that you cannot see?”
“What does the letter say?”
Yunho frowned down at it. “Do you trust Changmin?”
“Yes.”
“And you are sure he is a Knight of Earth?”
“I saw him make a lilac bloom during winter.”
Yunho nodded and then handed the letter to Jaejoong.
To the Knights of Fire and Water
Times are precarious. Our world just suffered through one tyrant and it is about to feel the wrath of another, one more powerful than the last. The Fire Knights Village is a casualty of war, destroyed without meaning to, a peaceful people wiped out in the name of strategic location. The gift has fallen on you, and this is the time when the Knights of Elements reunite and bring peace back to our world.
I am risking my life and my position to get this letter to you.
“And my life,” Jaejoong muttered.
Yunho chuckled and held out his hand. Jaejoong took it and smiled as Yunho traced his knuckles.
We cannot stand idle any longer. King Ahn found the History Book before the Fire Knights Village was destroyed. I felt it, from my place upon the mountains, I felt the ache in the earth at the demise of so much at once. I felt the transfer of power through the energy of the Earth. But I did not know where the new Knight of Fire dwelled. Jaejoong is an idiot--
“Little fucker,” Jaejoong growled.
--but I love him dearly. He carries the seal of the king which will get you as far as the Eastern Mountains before word is sent to stop him. By the time you read this letter, there may be a price on his head. Protect him and make haste. King Ahn plans to move West across the ocean with a navy of boats and the Knight of Water at the lead. He plans to overtake the other kingdoms across the mountains and rule the entire world, with the Knights as his charioteers, willing or otherwise. I fear my secret will be revealed soon, but I will run before I am discovered. I will meet you at the Earth Knights Village.
Be swift. Do not dawdle.
Shim Changmin
Knight of Earth
“And he calls me an idiot, writing all that in a letter that could have been discovered at any moment.”
Yunho nodded.
“You trust him. You trust what he has said?”
Jaejoong nodded. “Even without it, you know something is wrong. There are guards and gates south of here. Freedom of travel is being cut off. Men are being drafted to serve in a peaceful nation’s army.”
“He is your king,” Yunho said softly.
Jaejoong smiled and got up. He went to Yunho’s chair and straddled his lap, hands around his neck. Yunho slid his hands into Jaejoong’s robes, warmth against his skin. They kissed and Jaejoong moaned.
“You are my king,” Jaejoong said against his lips. “My loyalty, my heart, my love belong to you.”
Yunho frowned at the word “love.”
Jaejoong smiled. “Yes, love. I spent months infatuated with you, watching you lead these people, watching you love and cherish even the oldest villager and the newest infant. I watched you work alongside them and worry when they left for sea, celebrate and give thanks when they returned. I have never been happier than I was when I was with you. It wasn’t a long time, but I’ve spent the last year thinking on it. I spent the last year falling hopelessly in love with you. I love you, Jung Yunho, and I will follow you and obey you in whatever you ask.”
Yunho pondered him, and Jaejoong waited. With a careful smile and a shake of his head, Yunho hugged him close.
“Changmin is right. You’re an idiot.”
“Yah!” Jaejoong said, pushing away. He smacked Yunho’s firm shoulder.
Yunho laughed, and then his eyes traveled down the open robe, to Jaejoong’s very naked skin. He swallowed and Jaejoong relaxed, spreading his legs a bit more and leaning back on the table. Yunho took a hand from his side and ran it up and down his chest, pausing to trace the letters and pictures of every inked section of skin. When his hand curled around Jaejoong’s erection, Jaejoong was sure the entire world was on fire.
The door opened, and Junsu said, “Hey, are we--”
Jaejoong sat up quickly, pressing his naked skin against Yunho’s front, and Yunho made sure most of the robe covered most of his skin.
“Oops,” Junsu said and leaned against the doorframe. Junho poked his head around his brother’s and laughed, arms draped over his shoulders.
“The Village Council is waiting on you.”
“Fuck,” Yunho said.
“Not quite,” Jaejoong replied, causing the twins to laugh again.
“Tell them we’ll be there in a few minutes,” Yunho said. He handed Junsu the letter from Changmin. “Give them that to read in the meantime.”
Junsu glanced through it, and Junho read over his shoulder. “By the gods, this is pure treason.”
“Yes, it is. Which is why we need to talk about it at council.”
Junsu nodded, reading as he turned around.
Junho stayed and looked at the two of them for a moment. “Did you tell him about how you burned my clothes off the first time we had sex?”
Yunho sputtered and Jaejoong stared at him with his eyes wide. So it’d been Junho, not Junsu who had shared Yunho’s body.
“You should let him do it,” Junho continued and smirked. “Pretty sexy how much control he has. But not right now. Should get dressed now, although from what I saw, you may not want to. Jaejoong naked is a beautiful sight.”
“Get out,” Yunho said and growled.
Junho laughed and left the room, shutting the door behind him.
Yunho and Jaejoong met eyes, and he opened his mouth to say something, and Jaejoong kissed him instead.
“We can’t ...”
“A few minutes.”
Yunho shook his head. “A few minutes with you will turn into a few hours.”
Jaejoong smiled and nodded. “Okay, my knight, my prince, my heart. But you owe me a few hours of sex.”
“I will gladly pay.”
Jaejoong laughed and stood up. He moved only a step before Yunho snagged the robe and pulled him back. Jaejoong landed awkwardly in his lap and his breath was stolen by Yunho’s lips and his tongue, and the sweet taste of heat in his mouth.
“I forgot,” Yunho whispered.
“Forgot what?”
“I love you.”
Jaejoong smiled and pulled Yunho back to his lips for a few more minutes of kisses.
Part 8: Hot
Part 6: Bloom
Part 5: Sprout
Part 4: Burn
Part 3: Flicker
Part 2: Flare
Part 1: Spark
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