Nevermore 5/6?
Title: Nevermore 5/6?
Pairing: Changmin/Yunho (minor Yoochun/Junsu)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They are gods to me ... maybe they are actually gods ... either way, all I can do is worship them.
Summary: Changmin is tall dark and handsome in all the cliched romance novel ways. But he's also smart, sexy, intelligent, controlling, and perfect, and Yunho wants nothing more than to get on his knees and lick Changmin's boots. There's more to him than Yunho knows, and he should have figured it out based on the invisible ravens that follow Changmin around. But Yunho was pretty sure he'd been the only one that could see them.
Warning: mentioned mpreg not my fault. Changmin wanted babies with Yunho
Poster by me. :)
Part 5: The Tantalizing Sensation of Lips
Yunho woke up to the chimes of his cellphone signaling a text message. Eyes blurry, he reached for his nightstand. The warm body next to him shifted, but Changmin did not wake up.
The message was from Jaejoong. I’m assuming that since Changmin did not come back to our hotel room that he stayed at your place. Everything good?
Yunho smiled and replied: Yes. Good. Going to be great as soon as I talk him into fucking me. Any advice?
Hahahaha. Skin. He loves skin. The more you can show, the better.
Yunho had already planned on that. He sent back a smiling face. Very carefully he left the bed and went into the bathroom to prepare. He did not want Changmin to even have a moment to reject him.
First things first, Yunho trimmed the thatch of overgrowth around his cock. He’d been slacking on that lately without a lover to impress. He forced himself to do it slowly. He did not want to wake Changmin and needed to hurry, but he also did not want to slip and hit skin. After the quick cut, he dug under his sink for the next step in his personal maintenance. It wasn’t completely necessary, but he wanted Changmin's tongue and fingers inside him and he’d rather be clean inside and out for that.
And then he took a bath, rinsed off in the shower, and covered what he could reach of his body with lotion.
To his delight, Changmin slept through the entire thing. Yunho stood at the edge of the bed and smiled down at him. He wanted to touch and slide his body against Changmin’s, but that was not part of the plan. He had to be patient. He pulled on a pair of tight black boxerbriefs and went to the kitchen to start coffee.
His phone beeped.
Jaejoong: You get some orgasms yet?
Yunho laughed. Not yet. He is still asleep.
I’m not surprised. He has not slept well for the last few nights. Go wake him up. ;) He won’t mind.
Sounds like a good idea.
Jaejoong sent back a string of complicated emoticons, and Yunho laughed. It did not take long for Jaejoong to assimilate to a new realm.
Yunho turned his phone off and placed it on the counter. He gathered a bowl of fruit (probably that Changmin had bought before) and poured a single cup of coffee (black, just like Changmin liked it). He walked carefully into his bedroom. He set the bowl and cup on the nightstand and then kneeled next to the bed.
Changmin lay on his side, back facing Yunho. He reached over and traced the dark edges of the tattooed wings. A few minutes later, Changmin’s chest heaved with a deep breath and he turned over. Yunho moved his hand and smiled as Changmin’s eyes blinked open.
Yunho smiled and settled his chin on the mattress. “Good morning.”
Changmin lifted a hand and traced down his jaw. “Is this a dream?”
Yunho shook his head. “Well, maybe my dream.”
Changmin smiled and then yawned. “Have you been awake long?”
“Just long enough.”
“For what?”
“Things.”
Changmin raised an eyebrow.
“You’ll see.” Yunho motioned to the side table.
Changmin sat up and took the cup of coffee carefully. He kept his eyes on Yunho as he sipped on it. Yunho shifted on his knees and waited. Changmin ate a few pieces of fruit before holding out a cube of melon for Yunho. Yunho wrapped his lips around it and Changmin’s fingertips. He smiled at the sharp inhale from Changmin. But he was patient and he watched Changmin eat, thanked him when he was given a piece, and had the very last swallow of coffee from Changmin’s cup.
Changmin moved to the edge of the bed and stretched. He laid a hand on Yunho’s shoulder, fingers caressing the base of his neck. “I will be right back. Stay.”
Yunho shut his eyes and nodded.
Changmin leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his ear. “Such a good boy,” Changmin whispered.
Yunho whimpered and his cock pulsed.
Changmin stood, patted his head, and left Yunho on the floor. Yunho fought the urge to fidget and lost. He shifted on his knees, his cock straining in his boxers. He wasn’t sure how long Changmin was going to be gone, and then he heard the shower start and he moaned.
Goddamnit. Yunho may have planned this, but he definitely was not in charge. It was just the way he wanted it.
Last night had been torturous, laying next to Changmin, half naked and unable to touch. Changmin had pulled his body close, spooned up behind him, kissed his neck, and that was it. It took Yunho a long time to relax enough to sleep, but when he did, it was better, deeper, more relaxing sleep than he’d had in months. He loved sleeping next to someone.
The shower turned off. Yunho’s breath sped up in anticipation. Changmin’s voice suddenly rumbled through the room. He laughed, and Yunho’s mouth open, panting from just the amused sounds. Changmin was probably on the phone. With Jaejoong. Yunho whined. He should be in the bedroom. With Yunho.
His knees started aching. His skin shivered but sweat shined along its expanse.
Footsteps sounded through the hall bringing Changmin’s voice closer.
“He is beautiful,” Changmin said. “Everything that I have ever wanted. It’s almost too good to be true.”
Yunho shut his eyes and breathed in deeply through his nose. His head tilted back. Fingers touched his hair and he whimpered, licking his lips when they tugged on his ear.
“I will do everything I can to keep him in my life, Jaejoong. Anything. Even if it means staying here, in this realm, with him.”
Yunho gasped.
“Yes, I know ... I know ... I know ... It is because you are the best. Thank you. I will call you when I am done pleasuring my gift.”
Yunho shivered and moaned.
“Open your eyes, Yunho,” Changmin said.
Yunho obeyed and watched Changmin sit in front of him on the bed, legs spread. He wore only the green robe that he had given Yunho before.
Changmin reached over and gripped Yunho’s chin. “You have to understand something before anything else.” His touch softened. “This ... I love you like this, on your knees and willing to serve me, but I do not want it all the time. Not everyday, not every time we have sex. I adore you, but I expect you to be my prince, my husband, my equal.”
Yunho swallowed. “I don’t know what it means to be that in your realm.”
“I know. I want to show you, explain, take you with me so you can see what it is like. But ...” Changmin smiled. “We are here, and you are there, and I just cannot tell you no any longer.”
Yunho smiled. “Does that mean I may touch you, my Prince of Darkness?”
“Of course not. Put your hands behind your back.”
Yunho shivered and did, gripping a wrist tightly. Changmin tugged open the robe, giving Yunho an uninterrupted view of Changmin’s naked body. He leaned back on one hand and used his other in a teasing touch along his skin. Yunho watched as fingers went up Changmin’s thigh, cupped his balls, and stroked his erection. His cock was long and thick, and looked much better now that Yunho could see it outside of the clingy pants that Changmin wore.
Yunho licked his lips in anticipation.
Changmin sighed and tilted his head back. He stroked himself a few more times before swiping his thumb over the head. He let go and a shimmer of precome stretched between dick and finger before snapping. Changmin reached to Yunho’s lips and swiped over them with the wet thumb.
Yunho moaned and licked the faint taste of him away. He tried to suck the thumb into his mouth, but Changmin ran his fingers over Yunho’s neck and then up to grip Yunho’s hair.
“You may not touch me with your hands. Not just yet.”
Yunho whimpered and put his mouth at Changmin’s knee. He sucked on the warm skin, shaking and whimpering as his mouth moved up, under Changmin’s direction. His mouth was about a breath away from the curve of Changmin’s erection when his head was yanked up. Painfully.
Yunho whined, but Changmin kept pulling and Yunho crawled up into his lap where Changmin held him by the waist and kissed him. Yunho put his hands back behind his back and tried to rock on Changmin’s lap.
“Gorgeous,” Changmin whispered and his mouth moved down Yunho’s cheek and his neck. He shivered from the sensation of lips on his shoulder, and then teeth closed around the base of his neck, and Yunho gasped. Changmin bit over to his shoulder, brought his head up for a short, deep kiss, and added matching marks to the other side of his neck and shoulder.
It was so hard not to touch, so hard not to grip Changmin’s hair as his mouth moved down Yunho’s chest. He leaned back, almost too far, but Changmin’s warm hand pressed against the middle of his back, holding him up while his lips and tongue and teeth went to his nipples. He sucked on flesh around the budded tips and added purple blossoms of perfect pain and outlines of his teeth.
Yunho’s cock throbbed in his tight boxers. He canted his hips forward, head tilted. He needed pressure on his cock. Just a little bit.
“Hold still,” Changmin demanded and slapped his thigh.
Yunho pouted, but Changmin’s mouth was still at his chest, so he didn’t see. Yunho stilled with difficulty, but stayed half bent off Changmin’s lap so Changmin could continue to touch and bite him. Each new mark, each knew bite, bloomed and shuddered straight to Yunho’s cock.
“You are gorgeous, Yunho-ah. The hottest guy in the room.”
Yunho’s laughter came out stilted, but Changmin chuckled as well. He ran his hands up and down Yunho’s front, pinching nipples on his way by them. He spread his hands over Yunho’s stomach, fingertips moving back and forth.
Yunho shivered under the touch and his skin flushed at the gaze in Changmin’s eyes, the tender look on his face. He had a sinking suspicion that Changin was thinking of babies. Not good for his erection right now.
Yunho jerked his hips with whimper. “Cock, please. Touch me.”
It got Changmin to move his hands, but they wrapped around his body and gripped his ass instead of going to his cock. Changmin smiled. “Not yet. I still haven’t had my fill of your skin yet.” He spanked Yunho and said, “On your stomach, hands above your head.”
With the help of a firm grip on his ass and a strong push to the side, Yunho fell onto the bed and scrambled to get into position. He lay on his stomach, hands above him, gripping a pillow. Changmin settled on his thighs, effectively pinning his legs together and making it almost impossible to rut against the bed.
“The back must match the front,” Changmin said and rubbed his hands up and down Yunho’s back. Only a moment later, it was his tongue and his teeth on Yunho’s skin. Yunho moaned into the pillow. He tried in vain to lift his hips and got a harsh pinch to his side for the effort. He turned his head for a deep breath. The attention to his back almost felt better than the front. With the skin mostly untouched by previous lovers, it was sensitive to every lick, kiss, and bite.
Yunho squirmed as much as possible. Even the teasing pressure on his cock was better than nothing. Changmin’s hands moved over his skin, touching wherever his mouth wasn’t. He sat up and kneaded Yunho’s ass.
Yunho moaned into the pillow and tried to lift into the touches. With a laugh, Changmin pulled the band of boxers over Yunho’s ass. He caressed with fingertips over the curves, and Yunho shivered from the tickle.
“Please!” Yunho shouted.
Changmin hushed him with a sharp spank to his left butt cheek. Immediately his hand rubbed away the sting. Yunho moaned, gasping into the pillow. Changmin shifted back, sitting on Yunho’s knees. He rubbed Yunho’s ass firmly and then leaned down for a harsh suck to the curve.
“Oh god,” Yunho gasped and continued to try to rub against the bed.
Changmin gripped his ass tightly and spread him open.
Yunho whimpered something that sort of sounded like Changmin’s name. The first touch of Changmin’s tongue had Yunho gasping, front arching up off the bed. Changmin laughed. He used his firm grip to keep Yunho’s cleft spread and he licked up and down, pausing only to flick his tongue over the crinkled skin.
Yunho shivered and twisted the pillow tightly in his hands. He tried to spread his legs, he tried to move, he tried to breathe. HIs cock was hard and twisted painfully in his boxers.
Changmin kept licking him. Teasing whisper touches of his tongue and then bites on the curves. He used his fingers to slide through the spit. He flicked Yunho’s entrance. “Such a delicious treat from my gift.”
Yunho gasped and managed, “Yours, my prince. Your ... yours.”
Changmin hummed and pressed his thumb against his opening. His tongue joined it.
Yunho moaned at the slight stretch.
“You do know I want more than just your body, right?”
“Yes, fuck, yes, but please, please.”
Changmin laughed. “Okay, okay. Up to your knees, keep your head on the bed.”
Yunho had to wait until Changmin moved enough to obey. He spread his knees and gasped in relief when Changmin pulled his boxers down and then off, making it easier to present himself. Changmin went back with his tongue, lapping at Yunho’s balls and then sucking on the perineum. Yunho moaned, body canting down, hips spreading more. His cock hung negleted and leaking precome to the blankets.
Changmin cupped his sac, tugging on it, and licked at his hole.
Yunho sank into the sensations, the touches, the bites and lips and tongue that moved all over his ass and down the back of his thighs. He fought the urge to stroke himself. Changmin said he was not allowed, so he did not. But he wanted to. He felt that just a touch of his hand would have him coming.
A finger pushed into him, and Yunho hissed from the suddenness and the slight sting. His body pulsed around it, trying to relax.
Changmin continued licking him, his tongue pushing in with the finger. He let go of Yunho’s sac and gripped his ass instead.
“Are you enjoying this, my toy? Do you like being played with?”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
Changmin chuckled. “In my world, we use scented oil.” He pressed in a second finger, and Yunho whined. “To ease the way. What do you use here?”
Yunho shook and tried to point to his nightstand. “Lube. Drawer. Fuck. Please.”
He moaned as Changmin removed his fingers, and then gasped when Changmin licked up his cleft and back down. He moved away and Yunho used the few moments to catch his breath, looked at Changmin’s gorgeous naked body. He wondered if everyone in Changmin’s realm had a large cock or if it was only something the prince sported. It didn’t really matter. It was the only cock that’d be entering Yunho for a very long time.
If he had his way.
Changmin turned around and smiled down at Yunho. “Do you want to come?”
Yunho nodded and then shook his head. “Not yet. Not ... until you touch me.”
Changmin licked his lips. “So you don’t think I can make you come without touching your cock?”
“Oh god, try.”
Changmin laughed and moved back to his position behind Yunho. He ran his hands up and down his thighs and ass. “You have amazing thighs.”
“Run-running. Dan-dancing.”
“Dancing?”
Yunho shut his eyes tightly and tried to think, difficult with Changmin spreading lube up and down his cleft with a single finger.
“Danced in c-college and like ... to do ... god, please.”
Changmin chuckled and pressed his slick finger into Yunho’s body. “I would love to see you dance. Will you dance with me?”
“Yes, please, yes.”
Changmin pressed in two fingers. Yunho buried his face in the pillow and moaned. Changmin pumped his fingers slowly, stretching, twisting. His other hand continued its path up and down Yunho’s ass and thigh.
“Do you want to come before or after I fuck you?”
“D-during, during.”
Changmin laughed. “Okay.” He removed his fingers, and Yunho shifted, knees spreading a little more. He took a deep breath and let it out with a whimper when Changmin swiped his cock up and down his cleft. The head pressed against Yunho’s entrance, and he whined, high and tight as he was breached. Changmin went slow, and Yunho shuddered as lust and need coiled low in his belly.
“I’m glad that sex in our realms is not different,” Changmin said, voice laboured. He thrust a little harder, and Yunho choked, back arched. He met the movement with his own, and earned a quick slap to his thigh and was told to hold still.
Yunho shuddered, body relaxing and stretching for Changmin. When he pulled out, Yunho whined in protest, making Changmin chuckle. “Just a second.” Lube dribbled down his cleft, and Yunho sighed, curling up with the pillow. Changmin pushed back in, all the way, until their bodies pressed together. He stopped and Yunho tried to breathe, stay relaxed. He ran his hand up Yunho’s sweaty back, a finger sliding back down his spine.
“You are so beautiful like this,” Changmin said, “so amazing, presented and eager for my use, for my cock, for my pleasure.”
“Al-always,” Yunho stuttered as Changmin picked that moment to move. Yunho moaned. He stretched his arms out, shoving the pillow away, forehead pressed to the bed. He begged with whimpers to come, he was so close, his cock was jumping up to his stomach with every firm thrust inside him.
Changmin’s thrusts stayed steady, in control, his grip firm on Yunho’s hips. Yunho had no idea how long Changmin had been inside him, judging time at first by the sweat sliding down his spine to his neck, and then the ache in his knees, and the curl of pleasure in his groin. He became aware of noises around him, tight gasps with Changmin’s thrusts, deep moans from his own pleasure. His own noises, begging and pleading. He licked his lips and tried to swallow before gasping, “Please, touch ... please ... please.”
He was so close. His cock was throbbing, his body thrumming with pleasure. He needed to come.
Instead Changmin slowed his thrusts, and Yunho whined in displeasure.
Changmin chuckled. “On your hands. Up on your hands.” Yunho had a moment of pure satisfaction at the raspy growl in Changmin’s voice. At least he was affected as much as Yunho.
Yunho pushed up to his hands, back curving down, ass in the air. He knew he looked good like this, and Changmin moaned and ran his hands up Yunho’s ass in appreciation. “So amazing.”
Yunho flushed, skin going redder and more sensitive.
Changmin pressed one hand to the middle of his lower back and the other went around Yunho’s hip. Yunho gasped in expectation and moaned when Changmin’s fingers curled around his cock.
“Oh, god, I --”
Changmin hushed him with another soft swipe of his hand on his side. “Come, my gift, whenever you want.”
Changmin stroked him, but his thrusts were too shallow, too passive. Yunho thrust back, speeding up when Changmin did nothing more than stroke faster. He screamed, head dropping between his arms, and he shuddered, body near the edge of collapse, near the edge of too much.
“Such a good boy,” Changmin said, almost gasped, and his hand sped up on Yunho’s cock. “So pretty. So good. You are so very good.”
Yunho cried out, body going taut and then snapping. He came hard, orgasm stealing his breath even with his mouth open. He pulsed his release all over the bed, hips snapping back against Changmin, his cock driving his orgasm through him. The pleasure coursed over his skin, and his elbows finally collapsed, mouth against the bed, moans and whimpers muffled as Changmin’s hands went to his hips, gripping hard. Yunho’s face slid on the bed with each strong thrust, and he did his best to hold himself up as Changmin finished, his cock pulsing inside Yunho’s body.
Changmin’s hand came around him again, pressing against his stomach, sliding through the mix of sweat and come. He curled over Yunho, breath harsh against his ear and lowered them both to the bed. Lips touched his neck, and Yunho turned his head for a kiss. Weak, more open lips and an actual kiss, but it was difficult to kiss when breathing so hard.
“So good,” Changmin gasped. “So ... perfect.”
Yunho shivered from the praise. They lay there for a few more minutes before Changmin turned to the side. He kept a firm grip on Yunho’s hip though, and Yunho turned slowly enough that Changmin did not slip out of him. He had to hook his leg over Changmin’s, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Changmin’s hand slide over his hip, fingers scratched through the short hair around his cock before gripping him and stroking.
Yunho moaned, watching with blurred vision as come seeped from the slit.
Yunho leaned against Changmin’s strong chest, eyes shutting.
“So good,” Changmin repeated with a shift of his hips that had his cock squelching through the mess inside Yunho.
Yunho blushed and wiggled back, leg opening farther, an invitation for more.
Changmin chuckled and ran his hand up Yunho’s chest and then back down to his stomach, resting just below his belly button and underneath his cock.
Yunho stared at it for a moment and belatedly realized that Changmin expected him to have babies, and good fuck, he should have used a condom.
Changmin laughed. “Calm down,” he whispered. “Magic, remember? Jaejoong cast a spell on me a long time ago that he must release before I can make anyone pregnant.”
Yunho took a deep breath of relief. And Changmin kissed his neck, and then turned, pushing up and finally falling out of Yunho’s body, but Yunho did not care. He wanted to kiss Changmin. And maybe, if he was lucky, have Changmin inside him again and get fucked to another orgasm.
Yunho had always been lucky.
Part 6: The Pants and Explanation
Part 4: The Kissable Boots
Part 3: The Advice of Best Friends
Part 2: The Dessert-Stealing Raven
Part 1: The Hottest Guy in the Room
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Pairing: Changmin/Yunho (minor Yoochun/Junsu)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They are gods to me ... maybe they are actually gods ... either way, all I can do is worship them.
Summary: Changmin is tall dark and handsome in all the cliched romance novel ways. But he's also smart, sexy, intelligent, controlling, and perfect, and Yunho wants nothing more than to get on his knees and lick Changmin's boots. There's more to him than Yunho knows, and he should have figured it out based on the invisible ravens that follow Changmin around. But Yunho was pretty sure he'd been the only one that could see them.
Warning: mentioned mpreg not my fault. Changmin wanted babies with Yunho
Poster by me. :)
Part 5: The Tantalizing Sensation of Lips
Yunho woke up to the chimes of his cellphone signaling a text message. Eyes blurry, he reached for his nightstand. The warm body next to him shifted, but Changmin did not wake up.
The message was from Jaejoong. I’m assuming that since Changmin did not come back to our hotel room that he stayed at your place. Everything good?
Yunho smiled and replied: Yes. Good. Going to be great as soon as I talk him into fucking me. Any advice?
Hahahaha. Skin. He loves skin. The more you can show, the better.
Yunho had already planned on that. He sent back a smiling face. Very carefully he left the bed and went into the bathroom to prepare. He did not want Changmin to even have a moment to reject him.
First things first, Yunho trimmed the thatch of overgrowth around his cock. He’d been slacking on that lately without a lover to impress. He forced himself to do it slowly. He did not want to wake Changmin and needed to hurry, but he also did not want to slip and hit skin. After the quick cut, he dug under his sink for the next step in his personal maintenance. It wasn’t completely necessary, but he wanted Changmin's tongue and fingers inside him and he’d rather be clean inside and out for that.
And then he took a bath, rinsed off in the shower, and covered what he could reach of his body with lotion.
To his delight, Changmin slept through the entire thing. Yunho stood at the edge of the bed and smiled down at him. He wanted to touch and slide his body against Changmin’s, but that was not part of the plan. He had to be patient. He pulled on a pair of tight black boxerbriefs and went to the kitchen to start coffee.
His phone beeped.
Jaejoong: You get some orgasms yet?
Yunho laughed. Not yet. He is still asleep.
I’m not surprised. He has not slept well for the last few nights. Go wake him up. ;) He won’t mind.
Sounds like a good idea.
Jaejoong sent back a string of complicated emoticons, and Yunho laughed. It did not take long for Jaejoong to assimilate to a new realm.
Yunho turned his phone off and placed it on the counter. He gathered a bowl of fruit (probably that Changmin had bought before) and poured a single cup of coffee (black, just like Changmin liked it). He walked carefully into his bedroom. He set the bowl and cup on the nightstand and then kneeled next to the bed.
Changmin lay on his side, back facing Yunho. He reached over and traced the dark edges of the tattooed wings. A few minutes later, Changmin’s chest heaved with a deep breath and he turned over. Yunho moved his hand and smiled as Changmin’s eyes blinked open.
Yunho smiled and settled his chin on the mattress. “Good morning.”
Changmin lifted a hand and traced down his jaw. “Is this a dream?”
Yunho shook his head. “Well, maybe my dream.”
Changmin smiled and then yawned. “Have you been awake long?”
“Just long enough.”
“For what?”
“Things.”
Changmin raised an eyebrow.
“You’ll see.” Yunho motioned to the side table.
Changmin sat up and took the cup of coffee carefully. He kept his eyes on Yunho as he sipped on it. Yunho shifted on his knees and waited. Changmin ate a few pieces of fruit before holding out a cube of melon for Yunho. Yunho wrapped his lips around it and Changmin’s fingertips. He smiled at the sharp inhale from Changmin. But he was patient and he watched Changmin eat, thanked him when he was given a piece, and had the very last swallow of coffee from Changmin’s cup.
Changmin moved to the edge of the bed and stretched. He laid a hand on Yunho’s shoulder, fingers caressing the base of his neck. “I will be right back. Stay.”
Yunho shut his eyes and nodded.
Changmin leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his ear. “Such a good boy,” Changmin whispered.
Yunho whimpered and his cock pulsed.
Changmin stood, patted his head, and left Yunho on the floor. Yunho fought the urge to fidget and lost. He shifted on his knees, his cock straining in his boxers. He wasn’t sure how long Changmin was going to be gone, and then he heard the shower start and he moaned.
Goddamnit. Yunho may have planned this, but he definitely was not in charge. It was just the way he wanted it.
Last night had been torturous, laying next to Changmin, half naked and unable to touch. Changmin had pulled his body close, spooned up behind him, kissed his neck, and that was it. It took Yunho a long time to relax enough to sleep, but when he did, it was better, deeper, more relaxing sleep than he’d had in months. He loved sleeping next to someone.
The shower turned off. Yunho’s breath sped up in anticipation. Changmin’s voice suddenly rumbled through the room. He laughed, and Yunho’s mouth open, panting from just the amused sounds. Changmin was probably on the phone. With Jaejoong. Yunho whined. He should be in the bedroom. With Yunho.
His knees started aching. His skin shivered but sweat shined along its expanse.
Footsteps sounded through the hall bringing Changmin’s voice closer.
“He is beautiful,” Changmin said. “Everything that I have ever wanted. It’s almost too good to be true.”
Yunho shut his eyes and breathed in deeply through his nose. His head tilted back. Fingers touched his hair and he whimpered, licking his lips when they tugged on his ear.
“I will do everything I can to keep him in my life, Jaejoong. Anything. Even if it means staying here, in this realm, with him.”
Yunho gasped.
“Yes, I know ... I know ... I know ... It is because you are the best. Thank you. I will call you when I am done pleasuring my gift.”
Yunho shivered and moaned.
“Open your eyes, Yunho,” Changmin said.
Yunho obeyed and watched Changmin sit in front of him on the bed, legs spread. He wore only the green robe that he had given Yunho before.
Changmin reached over and gripped Yunho’s chin. “You have to understand something before anything else.” His touch softened. “This ... I love you like this, on your knees and willing to serve me, but I do not want it all the time. Not everyday, not every time we have sex. I adore you, but I expect you to be my prince, my husband, my equal.”
Yunho swallowed. “I don’t know what it means to be that in your realm.”
“I know. I want to show you, explain, take you with me so you can see what it is like. But ...” Changmin smiled. “We are here, and you are there, and I just cannot tell you no any longer.”
Yunho smiled. “Does that mean I may touch you, my Prince of Darkness?”
“Of course not. Put your hands behind your back.”
Yunho shivered and did, gripping a wrist tightly. Changmin tugged open the robe, giving Yunho an uninterrupted view of Changmin’s naked body. He leaned back on one hand and used his other in a teasing touch along his skin. Yunho watched as fingers went up Changmin’s thigh, cupped his balls, and stroked his erection. His cock was long and thick, and looked much better now that Yunho could see it outside of the clingy pants that Changmin wore.
Yunho licked his lips in anticipation.
Changmin sighed and tilted his head back. He stroked himself a few more times before swiping his thumb over the head. He let go and a shimmer of precome stretched between dick and finger before snapping. Changmin reached to Yunho’s lips and swiped over them with the wet thumb.
Yunho moaned and licked the faint taste of him away. He tried to suck the thumb into his mouth, but Changmin ran his fingers over Yunho’s neck and then up to grip Yunho’s hair.
“You may not touch me with your hands. Not just yet.”
Yunho whimpered and put his mouth at Changmin’s knee. He sucked on the warm skin, shaking and whimpering as his mouth moved up, under Changmin’s direction. His mouth was about a breath away from the curve of Changmin’s erection when his head was yanked up. Painfully.
Yunho whined, but Changmin kept pulling and Yunho crawled up into his lap where Changmin held him by the waist and kissed him. Yunho put his hands back behind his back and tried to rock on Changmin’s lap.
“Gorgeous,” Changmin whispered and his mouth moved down Yunho’s cheek and his neck. He shivered from the sensation of lips on his shoulder, and then teeth closed around the base of his neck, and Yunho gasped. Changmin bit over to his shoulder, brought his head up for a short, deep kiss, and added matching marks to the other side of his neck and shoulder.
It was so hard not to touch, so hard not to grip Changmin’s hair as his mouth moved down Yunho’s chest. He leaned back, almost too far, but Changmin’s warm hand pressed against the middle of his back, holding him up while his lips and tongue and teeth went to his nipples. He sucked on flesh around the budded tips and added purple blossoms of perfect pain and outlines of his teeth.
Yunho’s cock throbbed in his tight boxers. He canted his hips forward, head tilted. He needed pressure on his cock. Just a little bit.
“Hold still,” Changmin demanded and slapped his thigh.
Yunho pouted, but Changmin’s mouth was still at his chest, so he didn’t see. Yunho stilled with difficulty, but stayed half bent off Changmin’s lap so Changmin could continue to touch and bite him. Each new mark, each knew bite, bloomed and shuddered straight to Yunho’s cock.
“You are gorgeous, Yunho-ah. The hottest guy in the room.”
Yunho’s laughter came out stilted, but Changmin chuckled as well. He ran his hands up and down Yunho’s front, pinching nipples on his way by them. He spread his hands over Yunho’s stomach, fingertips moving back and forth.
Yunho shivered under the touch and his skin flushed at the gaze in Changmin’s eyes, the tender look on his face. He had a sinking suspicion that Changin was thinking of babies. Not good for his erection right now.
Yunho jerked his hips with whimper. “Cock, please. Touch me.”
It got Changmin to move his hands, but they wrapped around his body and gripped his ass instead of going to his cock. Changmin smiled. “Not yet. I still haven’t had my fill of your skin yet.” He spanked Yunho and said, “On your stomach, hands above your head.”
With the help of a firm grip on his ass and a strong push to the side, Yunho fell onto the bed and scrambled to get into position. He lay on his stomach, hands above him, gripping a pillow. Changmin settled on his thighs, effectively pinning his legs together and making it almost impossible to rut against the bed.
“The back must match the front,” Changmin said and rubbed his hands up and down Yunho’s back. Only a moment later, it was his tongue and his teeth on Yunho’s skin. Yunho moaned into the pillow. He tried in vain to lift his hips and got a harsh pinch to his side for the effort. He turned his head for a deep breath. The attention to his back almost felt better than the front. With the skin mostly untouched by previous lovers, it was sensitive to every lick, kiss, and bite.
Yunho squirmed as much as possible. Even the teasing pressure on his cock was better than nothing. Changmin’s hands moved over his skin, touching wherever his mouth wasn’t. He sat up and kneaded Yunho’s ass.
Yunho moaned into the pillow and tried to lift into the touches. With a laugh, Changmin pulled the band of boxers over Yunho’s ass. He caressed with fingertips over the curves, and Yunho shivered from the tickle.
“Please!” Yunho shouted.
Changmin hushed him with a sharp spank to his left butt cheek. Immediately his hand rubbed away the sting. Yunho moaned, gasping into the pillow. Changmin shifted back, sitting on Yunho’s knees. He rubbed Yunho’s ass firmly and then leaned down for a harsh suck to the curve.
“Oh god,” Yunho gasped and continued to try to rub against the bed.
Changmin gripped his ass tightly and spread him open.
Yunho whimpered something that sort of sounded like Changmin’s name. The first touch of Changmin’s tongue had Yunho gasping, front arching up off the bed. Changmin laughed. He used his firm grip to keep Yunho’s cleft spread and he licked up and down, pausing only to flick his tongue over the crinkled skin.
Yunho shivered and twisted the pillow tightly in his hands. He tried to spread his legs, he tried to move, he tried to breathe. HIs cock was hard and twisted painfully in his boxers.
Changmin kept licking him. Teasing whisper touches of his tongue and then bites on the curves. He used his fingers to slide through the spit. He flicked Yunho’s entrance. “Such a delicious treat from my gift.”
Yunho gasped and managed, “Yours, my prince. Your ... yours.”
Changmin hummed and pressed his thumb against his opening. His tongue joined it.
Yunho moaned at the slight stretch.
“You do know I want more than just your body, right?”
“Yes, fuck, yes, but please, please.”
Changmin laughed. “Okay, okay. Up to your knees, keep your head on the bed.”
Yunho had to wait until Changmin moved enough to obey. He spread his knees and gasped in relief when Changmin pulled his boxers down and then off, making it easier to present himself. Changmin went back with his tongue, lapping at Yunho’s balls and then sucking on the perineum. Yunho moaned, body canting down, hips spreading more. His cock hung negleted and leaking precome to the blankets.
Changmin cupped his sac, tugging on it, and licked at his hole.
Yunho sank into the sensations, the touches, the bites and lips and tongue that moved all over his ass and down the back of his thighs. He fought the urge to stroke himself. Changmin said he was not allowed, so he did not. But he wanted to. He felt that just a touch of his hand would have him coming.
A finger pushed into him, and Yunho hissed from the suddenness and the slight sting. His body pulsed around it, trying to relax.
Changmin continued licking him, his tongue pushing in with the finger. He let go of Yunho’s sac and gripped his ass instead.
“Are you enjoying this, my toy? Do you like being played with?”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
Changmin chuckled. “In my world, we use scented oil.” He pressed in a second finger, and Yunho whined. “To ease the way. What do you use here?”
Yunho shook and tried to point to his nightstand. “Lube. Drawer. Fuck. Please.”
He moaned as Changmin removed his fingers, and then gasped when Changmin licked up his cleft and back down. He moved away and Yunho used the few moments to catch his breath, looked at Changmin’s gorgeous naked body. He wondered if everyone in Changmin’s realm had a large cock or if it was only something the prince sported. It didn’t really matter. It was the only cock that’d be entering Yunho for a very long time.
If he had his way.
Changmin turned around and smiled down at Yunho. “Do you want to come?”
Yunho nodded and then shook his head. “Not yet. Not ... until you touch me.”
Changmin licked his lips. “So you don’t think I can make you come without touching your cock?”
“Oh god, try.”
Changmin laughed and moved back to his position behind Yunho. He ran his hands up and down his thighs and ass. “You have amazing thighs.”
“Run-running. Dan-dancing.”
“Dancing?”
Yunho shut his eyes tightly and tried to think, difficult with Changmin spreading lube up and down his cleft with a single finger.
“Danced in c-college and like ... to do ... god, please.”
Changmin chuckled and pressed his slick finger into Yunho’s body. “I would love to see you dance. Will you dance with me?”
“Yes, please, yes.”
Changmin pressed in two fingers. Yunho buried his face in the pillow and moaned. Changmin pumped his fingers slowly, stretching, twisting. His other hand continued its path up and down Yunho’s ass and thigh.
“Do you want to come before or after I fuck you?”
“D-during, during.”
Changmin laughed. “Okay.” He removed his fingers, and Yunho shifted, knees spreading a little more. He took a deep breath and let it out with a whimper when Changmin swiped his cock up and down his cleft. The head pressed against Yunho’s entrance, and he whined, high and tight as he was breached. Changmin went slow, and Yunho shuddered as lust and need coiled low in his belly.
“I’m glad that sex in our realms is not different,” Changmin said, voice laboured. He thrust a little harder, and Yunho choked, back arched. He met the movement with his own, and earned a quick slap to his thigh and was told to hold still.
Yunho shuddered, body relaxing and stretching for Changmin. When he pulled out, Yunho whined in protest, making Changmin chuckle. “Just a second.” Lube dribbled down his cleft, and Yunho sighed, curling up with the pillow. Changmin pushed back in, all the way, until their bodies pressed together. He stopped and Yunho tried to breathe, stay relaxed. He ran his hand up Yunho’s sweaty back, a finger sliding back down his spine.
“You are so beautiful like this,” Changmin said, “so amazing, presented and eager for my use, for my cock, for my pleasure.”
“Al-always,” Yunho stuttered as Changmin picked that moment to move. Yunho moaned. He stretched his arms out, shoving the pillow away, forehead pressed to the bed. He begged with whimpers to come, he was so close, his cock was jumping up to his stomach with every firm thrust inside him.
Changmin’s thrusts stayed steady, in control, his grip firm on Yunho’s hips. Yunho had no idea how long Changmin had been inside him, judging time at first by the sweat sliding down his spine to his neck, and then the ache in his knees, and the curl of pleasure in his groin. He became aware of noises around him, tight gasps with Changmin’s thrusts, deep moans from his own pleasure. His own noises, begging and pleading. He licked his lips and tried to swallow before gasping, “Please, touch ... please ... please.”
He was so close. His cock was throbbing, his body thrumming with pleasure. He needed to come.
Instead Changmin slowed his thrusts, and Yunho whined in displeasure.
Changmin chuckled. “On your hands. Up on your hands.” Yunho had a moment of pure satisfaction at the raspy growl in Changmin’s voice. At least he was affected as much as Yunho.
Yunho pushed up to his hands, back curving down, ass in the air. He knew he looked good like this, and Changmin moaned and ran his hands up Yunho’s ass in appreciation. “So amazing.”
Yunho flushed, skin going redder and more sensitive.
Changmin pressed one hand to the middle of his lower back and the other went around Yunho’s hip. Yunho gasped in expectation and moaned when Changmin’s fingers curled around his cock.
“Oh, god, I --”
Changmin hushed him with another soft swipe of his hand on his side. “Come, my gift, whenever you want.”
Changmin stroked him, but his thrusts were too shallow, too passive. Yunho thrust back, speeding up when Changmin did nothing more than stroke faster. He screamed, head dropping between his arms, and he shuddered, body near the edge of collapse, near the edge of too much.
“Such a good boy,” Changmin said, almost gasped, and his hand sped up on Yunho’s cock. “So pretty. So good. You are so very good.”
Yunho cried out, body going taut and then snapping. He came hard, orgasm stealing his breath even with his mouth open. He pulsed his release all over the bed, hips snapping back against Changmin, his cock driving his orgasm through him. The pleasure coursed over his skin, and his elbows finally collapsed, mouth against the bed, moans and whimpers muffled as Changmin’s hands went to his hips, gripping hard. Yunho’s face slid on the bed with each strong thrust, and he did his best to hold himself up as Changmin finished, his cock pulsing inside Yunho’s body.
Changmin’s hand came around him again, pressing against his stomach, sliding through the mix of sweat and come. He curled over Yunho, breath harsh against his ear and lowered them both to the bed. Lips touched his neck, and Yunho turned his head for a kiss. Weak, more open lips and an actual kiss, but it was difficult to kiss when breathing so hard.
“So good,” Changmin gasped. “So ... perfect.”
Yunho shivered from the praise. They lay there for a few more minutes before Changmin turned to the side. He kept a firm grip on Yunho’s hip though, and Yunho turned slowly enough that Changmin did not slip out of him. He had to hook his leg over Changmin’s, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Changmin’s hand slide over his hip, fingers scratched through the short hair around his cock before gripping him and stroking.
Yunho moaned, watching with blurred vision as come seeped from the slit.
Yunho leaned against Changmin’s strong chest, eyes shutting.
“So good,” Changmin repeated with a shift of his hips that had his cock squelching through the mess inside Yunho.
Yunho blushed and wiggled back, leg opening farther, an invitation for more.
Changmin chuckled and ran his hand up Yunho’s chest and then back down to his stomach, resting just below his belly button and underneath his cock.
Yunho stared at it for a moment and belatedly realized that Changmin expected him to have babies, and good fuck, he should have used a condom.
Changmin laughed. “Calm down,” he whispered. “Magic, remember? Jaejoong cast a spell on me a long time ago that he must release before I can make anyone pregnant.”
Yunho took a deep breath of relief. And Changmin kissed his neck, and then turned, pushing up and finally falling out of Yunho’s body, but Yunho did not care. He wanted to kiss Changmin. And maybe, if he was lucky, have Changmin inside him again and get fucked to another orgasm.
Yunho had always been lucky.
Part 6: The Pants and Explanation
Part 4: The Kissable Boots
Part 3: The Advice of Best Friends
Part 2: The Dessert-Stealing Raven
Part 1: The Hottest Guy in the Room
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