Rising Creatures of the East 18/???
Title: Rising Creatures of the East 18/???
Rating: Chapters will range from PG - NC-17
Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu, Yunho/Jaejoong (other pairings of other characters as well
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd tie them to the wall and use their skin as my paper. Can you imagine? Writing fanfics on Jaejoong's abs???
Warnings: AU, Fantasy
Summary: What do you get when you cross an elf, a vampire, a faerie, a zombie and a werewolf? A singing goup? No way!
A/N: This fic will contain members of other groups like Super Junior, Arashi, NEWS and other K-Pop, J-Rock bands. This fic also contains members from OneTVXQ forums.
This is a creature fic. The DBSK boys are
Jaejoong - Faerie
Yunho - Werewolf
Yoochun - Vampire
Junsu - Elf
Changmin - Zombie
Chapter 18:
When Yunho’s eyes opened again, there was no pain. He shifted a bit and there was no ache in his body. He propped himself on his elbows. No nausea. Thank god.
Jae shifted next to him. Yunho smiled, rolled over and sat up. Before he could stand, Jae wrapped around him. “Going somewhere?”
“Shower.”
Jae frowned.
“I need it. And if I told you what I looked like when Kangin found me and took a cold hose to my body, you would want to take one, too.”
“How-”
“Trust me. You don’t want to know,” Yunho said and stood up.
“So you remember this morning?”
Yunho shrugged. “No. I just know from experience.”
Jae stayed on the bed as Yunho left the room. So the wolf didn’t remember saying that he loved him. Just as well. He probably didn’t mean it anyway. Just the delirium talking. But Jae hadn’t been lying. He loved Yunho.
He sighed and got up. Yunho was going to be hungry soon. He sauntered into the kitchen. Changmin was there, a bowl of rice in front of him, reading a stack of letters.
“What are those?”
“Hate mail.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, there’s a pile of it down at the security desk. I called Lee Sooman-shi and he said that he’d get it stopped right away, but I was curious.”
“What’s it say?”
“Ah, it’s all full of the same ‘I’m better than that creature’ bullshit. I’m starting to think that our first single is going to fuel the fire and not make things better. Maybe we should have sang what SM gave us.”
Jae met his eyes, and then they both burst out laughing.
“Don’t let Yoochun hear you say that.”
“I’m not stupid.”
“I’m going to make a bunch of food. Are you still going to be hungry?”
Changmin gave him a look that made Jae laugh again.
“Okay, okay. Stupid question.”
Jae started coffee. He put cream and almond flavoring in a cup, and then went about pulling vegetables and noodles and meat from the cupboards. The chicken was sizzling when a pair of warm arms wrapped around his middle.
“Morning,” Yunho mumbled.
“It’s almost three in the afternoon,” Changmin said.
“Whatever. Where’s Yoosu at?”
“Fucking,” Changmin said. “For the last. Eight. Hours.”
“Lucky them,” Yunho said with a kiss to the back of Jae’s neck.
Jae shivered and pulled away. “Don’t you want coffee?” He poured hot coffee into the cup and handed it to him. Jae met his eyes and prayed that he had hidden his nerves deep enough that Yunho couldn’t tell. What if he didn’t love him? What if he was throwing his heart and, ultimately, who he was at Yunho’s feet just to have them stepped on and returned broken and shattered?
Yunho stared at him a moment before taking it. “Thanks.” He turned and frowned, sitting at the table, thinking. Where did his incredibly flirty, smiling faerie go? Did his early shifting scare him away, and now he didn’t want anything to do with him?
“Ah, so our werewolf is awake,” Yoochun said.
“Ah, so our vampire finally put it back in his pants,” Changmin said.
Yoochun smirked. “Is he back to normal or is he still loopy?”
“As normal as I can be,” Yunho said.
“You were quite a sight. Clinging to Jae, calling him ‘Joongie’ like some love-sick puppy.”
“Shut up, Yoochun,” Jae said. “It wasn’t his fault.”
“No, it was,” Yunho said. “I wasn’t taking care of myself. I should know better than that.”
“Like you were any better,” Yoochun said to Jaejoong, “or do you not actually remember giving me a hug this morning?”
Jae glowered at him and turned back to the food. They all caught something about burning Yoochun’s dinner and laughed.
Junsu practically floated into the kitchen and bypassed them all to sit in Yoochun’s lap. They kissed deeply.
Changmin threw a clump of rice at the back of Junsu’s head. “Knock it off.”
“Someone’s jealous ‘cause he hasn’t gotten any lately,” Yoochun said.
“I’m a zombie. Do you know how hard it is to find a date when you’re a zombie?”
“One of your fangirls will date you.”
“They’re like my little sisters.”
“Here.” Jae slammed dishes and trays down on the table, flicking his fingers in irritation when some of the food spilled. And then he turned away.
Yunho grabbed his wrist. “Jae, what’s wrong?”
Jae jerked free and left the kitchen.
Yunho turned confused looks to the rest of them. They shrugged. “Don’t know. He seemed happy enough earlier,” Junsu said.
Yunho’s stomach growled as he got up from the table and went to Jae’s room. The door was locked.
“Jae?” he said as he softly knocked.
“You should be eating,” came the reply.
“What’s wrong, Joongie?” he whispered.
“Go eat.”
Yunho asked again, and then again, but Jae didn’t say anything else. He sighed and said, “I’m going to go eat.”
He sat down and brooded. Yes, he did eat. But the food didn’t taste as good as it would have had Jae been sitting next to him. His pre-shift had definitely ruined everything. He pushed his plate away, dropped his head on his arms and wanted to cry. Wanted to, but couldn’t. Not at the table.
Changmin put a hand on his shoulder and said, “Whatever you’re thinking is wrong. He loves you, but you’re both probably thinking the other doesn’t and really the only way to work through that is to force a conversation with him.”
“Force one?”
“Yeah. He’s not used to feeling vulnerable. You have to remember that. He’s used to getting what he wants just because he’s a faerie, but with you, I know he doesn’t want that.”
Yunho nodded.
“Go knock on his door again,” Junsu said. “I’ll unlock it, and if you’re quick, you can get in before he locks it again.”
Yunho walked down the hall. Was it even worth it? Better to just cut things off now without even a kiss. Yunho stopped and leaned against the wall. A kiss? Kissing Jaejoong. On the lips. How different would it be kissing a guy instead of a girl? Well, if the way his body shuddered was any indication, he wanted to find out.
He took the last couple of steps, grasped the doorknob and knocked. After the first knock, the lock clicked open and he quickly opened the door.
“Damn it, Junsu!” Jae shouted, and then flung himself on his side, facing away from Yunho.
“Talk to me,” Yunho said. He shut the door and leaned against it.
“No.”
Yunho took a deep breath. Force a conversation, okay. He could do this.
“Is this because of me pre-shifting and now you don’t want to be with me because you know what kind of monster I can be?”
Jae sat up quickly. “What?”
“Look, I … ” Yunho couldn’t meet those eyes anymore. He memorized the wood floor under his bare feet. He opened his mouth to say something and instead, found himself with an armful of faerie. Pressed against the door, arms around his waist, coffee-colored hair in his face. Yunho definitely liked this. He wrapped his arms around Jae and pulled him closer.
“Why would you even think that?” Jae whispered.
“Well, you’ve been weird and you’re a faerie and you like nice things and a half-shifted werewolf is not a nice thing and, god, you’re beautiful, Jae. How am I supposed to even compare to you?”
“I just-this is hard, Yunnie. I’ve known you for a week and already given you more of myself than I even knew existed and it’s scary. And what if you don’t want it and what if you decide to go after some pack girl like Yoochun says you probably will? And what if-”
“What if you just shut up, kiss me, and then we’ll see where things go?”
Jae pulled away, eyes wide. “Really?”
Yunho rolled his eyes. “You think if I didn’t want to I would have broken into your room?”
When Jae continued to stare at him, Yunho took a deep breath. He picked Jae up, turned them, slammed Jae against the door and kissed him. He was sure he was shaking, but so was Jae, so it didn’t really matter. Jae’s lips were every bit as soft as they looked, although Yunho realized he was pushing way too hard on them. He pulled back, just enough that he wasn’t crushing Jae, but Jae whimpered and hands grabbed the back of his head and pulled him forward again and Yunho stopped thinking.
And felt.
Felt the way his lips scraped across Jae’s.
Felt the pressure of those hands at his neck, the shift of bodies, the friction of a thigh rubbing against him. Opening his mouth to moan and the swipe of a hesitant tongue across his bottom lip.
Yunho whimpered, met the tongue and his hands slid to Jae’s hips, tugged on the belt loops of his jeans, bodies flush, and that was the difference, Yunho decided. There was nothing soft about Jae’s body. Muscles, angles, hip bones, shoulders. And they fit together.
Yunho held Jae’s hips against the door and slid against him.
Jae broke away from the kiss with a cry, head thunking against the door, back arching off it. Yunho ran his tongue down Jae’s throat, over his Adam’s apple, along his collar bone, over the tank top and to his shoulder and then back.
Jae wanted to say something, anything, or do something, anything. Moans and whimpers escaped his throat. His hands clutched at Yunho’s hips. This was better than he ever thought it would be. He’d pictured Yunho as being docile and scared, not possessive and willing and eager and so very in control. He should have assumed. The guy was a wolf.
And was he growling? For the love of - he was growling. It vibrated into his throat, down his skin and rushed straight to the lower regions of his body.
Yunho’s teeth closed around a soft divot of his neck. “Enough standing?” he said, words distorted from the growls.
Jae exhaled what sounded like a yes. It was enough for Yunho and he tossed him to the bed. Jae landed with an oof, and then propped himself up on his elbows. Every doubt he had about Yunho’s sincerity was lost as the wolf stalked over to him, eyes golden, hands pulling his shirt over his head, teeth bared in a possessive grin. Jae couldn’t look at him anymore, he shut his eyes, leaned his head back and moaned.
Yunho crawled between Jae’s spread legs and knelt on the bed. He latched onto Jae’s hips and tugged, sliding Jae until their crotches pressed together. Jae’s body arched and met Yunho’s thrust. His legs wrapped around Yunho’s body.
This made no sense to Jae. His energy was going insane, flinging around his body. He rarely had another faerie whose energy complemented his so well.
Yunho shivered.
“Do you feel it?” Jae whispered.
Yunho nodded. “Yeah. You’re eyes are blue, and it’s … god, it’s, tingly.”
Jae laughed.
Yunho slid his hands up Jae’s chest, bunching the t-shirt in his fists.
“Do you like this shirt?” Yunho demanded.
“Yes.”
Yunho tore it off. Jae propped up on his elbows again, a frown on his face as he looked at the tatters of the blue shirt. But then Yunho leaned forward and licked his nipple. Oh fuck, who cares about a damn shirt? Jae leaned back, hands going to Yunho’s hair. Yunho continued to thrust against his body.
God, Yunho’s hands were divine. Firm fingers, steady pressure, up his sides and then down over his stomach. His cock was so hard. He reached down to undo his pants, but Yunho growled a reprimand, and then those hands were grabbing his wrists, pinning them above his head.
“Fuck.” The word slipped past Yunho lips just before closing his mouth around a patch of skin above Jae’s nipple. Jae keened, legs tightening around Yunho’s lower back.
“Yunho, please,” Jae whispered. “Let me touch you.”
Yunho shivered, and released his hands. Jae immediately wrapped his arms around Yunho’s back, hands and fingers memorizing the curve of muscles. And then he pushed his hand between their bodies and undid Yunho’s jeans. He whimpered when his hands hit more skin instead of boxers. The amount of energy flowing between them tripled.
“God, Jaejoong,” Yunho said, that growl still in his voice.
Jae latched on to Yunho’s cock and stroked. Yunho’s eyes shut at the feel of Jae’s soft hand wrapped around him. He pushed up to his knees suddenly. Watched Jae touch him. Shit.
Yunho’s cock was gorgeous like the rest of him. Long, thick and pulsing under Jae’s hand. Jae pushed his jeans down further. Yunho supported himself on elbows and knees and eventually his jeans were kicked to the ground.
Their lips met in a wet kiss, a kiss full of growls and whimpers, until Yunho’s mind cleared enough to reach between them and with shaking hands, he unsnapped Jae’s jeans.
“Hurry, Yunho, please. Touch me.”
Yunho grabbed Jae’s cock as soon as it was free. They both groaned, and Jae arched into the touch. Yunho’s hand was harsh, rough as it tugged the skin and jerked.
Jae was in heaven. Agonizing, sweet, glorious heaven. And then their bodies aligned, skin on skin replacing their hands and Jae couldn’t think anymore. They thrust against each other, lips, tongues and breath lost in the heat and sweat and growls. Jae’s manicured nails scrapped across Yunho’s shoulders. He broke away from his mouth with a scream and his body shook and he came between their bodies.
Breath gasping, Yunho slowed his movements, his own cock aching to come but he knew he wouldn’t yet.
“God, Yunho,” Jae whispered.
“Yeah?”
“Just … fuck.”
Yunho chuckled, kissed Jae’s cheek and then pushed back to his knees. Jae lay under him, legs wrapped loosely around his hips. His chest rose and fell in deep gasps. Yunho licked his finger and swirled it around a nipple. Jae cried out again and arched up.
And then Yunho laughed.
“What?”
Yunho dragged his finger down Jae’s perfect abs and through the come on his skin. “Did you know that your come sparkles?”
Jae scoffed. “Made of light remember?”
“Yeah, but it’s just … it’s like you mixed it with glitter.”
Jae’s eyes narrowed as Yunho continued to laugh. Jae sat up, harshly grabbing Yunho’s erect cock. “You want this taken care of, puppy?” Jae muttered.
Yunho fought back a smile. “Sorry, Jae. I can’t help it.”
“Well, fuck you, Fido. You don’t see me making fun of your growling, do you?”
Yunho leaned close, bared his teeth and growled. “You like it.” He brought his come covered finger up to his mouth and licked it. It reminded him of a cool glass of water on a hot summer day. “And I like your bedazzled come.” He pushed Jae to his back and then slid down the bed. He lapped up the come around Jae’s still hard cock, never breaking eye contact with Jae unless Jae’s eyes shut with a moan.
“Can I play with your wings now?” Yunho whispered, tonguing the slit of Jae’s cock.
“Fuck, yes,” Jae said and flipped around fast enough that he almost kicked Yunho in the face.
Yunho stared down at Jae’s back. His wings were partially spread, the edges fluttering as Jae’s back rose and fell with deep breaths.
“What do I do?” Yunho asked.
“Touch them, gently. If you’re too harsh, you’ll break them, and fuck that would hurt.”
Yunho took a single finger and traced the edge of one wing. Jae shivered. He moved it farther up, until the harder wing turned to skin at Jae’s shoulders. He traced down his spine until he came to the other juncture of wing and then traced up along the rest of the wing.
“Fuck, Yunho, that feels so good.”
“Why?”
Jae chuckled, back arching a bit as Yunho moved to the other wing. “Nerve endings. It’s like … the wings collect the light and energy we need to survive … and … yeah … sensitive to temperature, and … heat … so much heat.”
“Not enough,” Yunho whispered. He pressed his hard cock against Jae’s ass, tiny thrusts that Jae arched into. His mouth closed around the edge of a wing, and then he ran his tongue along the webbing. It was sort of like licking plastic wrap, but felt more like skin and warmth.
“Fuck, Yunho, fuck me, please.”
“I haven’t done this before, but I do know that I’m going to need some lube.”
Jae held out a hand and flicked his fingers, a drawer opened and then a blue bottle landed in his palm.
Yunho laughed. “Never thought you’d use your magic for something useful.”
“Shut up and fuck me.”
Yunho set the lube next to his knee. “I think I’ll play a bit more if you don’t mind,” he said and kissed the swell of Jae’s ass and up his body, leaving teeth imprints along his lower back. Jae’s wings fluttered against his face and shoulders. He held Jae’s hips tightly and then ran a gentle tongue up the edges of Jae’s wings.
“Oh, fuck, Yunho, please.” Jae thrust against the bed, hands stretched above his head, clutching the bed spread.
Yunho licked back down Jae’s body, until he lay on the bed, Jae’s ass in his face. He kissed each cheek, and then bit down on one pale globe.
“Fuck!” Jae shouted and jerked up. Yunho held him down, biting the other, then licking the bites until Jae’s ass was red and quivering. He spread Jae’s cheeks. The first tendril of doubt curled through him. Nerves surfaced. Jae’s body was small, tight, and he didn’t want to hurt him.
“It’s not going to fuck itself,” Jae said.
Yunho glanced up. Jae had twisted around. He stared at him with one perfectly arched eyebrow.
“Excuse me for being nervous,” Yunho said.
“Lick me,” Jae said. “Lick me, and then cover your fingers with lube and finger me until you feel comfortable enough and then fucking fuck me.”
“Your sensitivity to my feelings is reassuring.”
Jae scoffed. “I can be sensitive later. Right now, I want you inside me.”
Yunho smirked, without breaking eye contact, he leaned forward. He tightened his grip on Jae’s ass and then licked him, top to bottom. Jae fell back to the bed with a groan. Yunho smiled, and then licked him again. His body smelled like heavy sunlight, again, like the summer sun at high noon where you could just taste the heat on your tongue. Yunho growled and it made Jaejoong shiver.
“Hurry, Yunho, please. I want you.”
Yunho concentrated his tongue on Jaejoong’s opening. Licking and pushing a bit.
“More, please, more. I want more.”
“Fingers?”
“Fuck yes, please.”
Yunho grabbed the bottle of lube and covered his fingers. He touched a slickened finger to Jae’s hole and then pushed. Jae hissed and arched up, forcing the finger deeper. He moaned.
“Are you alright?”
“Yeah, it’s just … long … been … a long time. More, Yunho, please more.”
Yunho grinned. “My pleasure.” He pushed the finger deeper.
“No, two, please. Fuck. I want to come with you inside me and if you … I can’t … Yunho, please.”
Yunho added a second finger. The muscles along Jae’s ass and back shivered, his wings shook. Jae kept begging. He added more lube to his fingers before attempting a third.
“That’s enough, Yunnie. Too much. Please.”
After a couple more twists, Yunho pulled out of Jae’s body. He stared at the quivering hole, at Jae’s shaking body.
“Now what?” Yunho whispered.
With difficulty, Jae pushed to his hands and needs. “God, I had to find a stupid wolf, didn’t I? Shove your cock in my ass.”
Yunho laughed. With that firm grip, he grabbed Jae’s hips and slid his cock over Jae’s hole. “It won’t fit,” he whispered, leaning forward run his tongue down Jae’s spine.
“Oh, fuck … just … fuck …”
Yunho’s laugh lowered to a growl as Jae started thrusting back. He held Jae still, took his cock in his other hand and pressed it against Jae’s hole. Jae immediately pushed back and they both practically screamed.
“Fuck, Yunho, more.”
Yunho pulled out, eyes crossing, deep growl emanating from his chest. He thrust back in. And again. And then he was pressed against Jae’s body. He had to stop, vision swimming. He placed a hand on Jae’s lower back, and then Jae moved, pulling a moan from Yunho’s mouth. He watched in awe as his cock disappeared into Jae’s body.
“Yunho, please, I can’t …”
Jae was dying. Finally, a cock worthy of being inside of him was inside of him and just sitting there. Not moving. He whimpered, pressed back. And then those hands grabbed his hips so tightly that Jae knew he’d be bruised in the morning.
“Hard, Yunho.”
And he finally moved, using Jae’s hips to anchor his thrusts forward.
“Faster,” Jae begged.
“No.”
Jae’s body quivered under him, muscles tightening and wings jerking. It was more beautiful than he imagined.
“God, you’re gorgeous, Jaejoong,” he growled.
Jae managed a smile over his shoulder. “I know.”
Yunho grinned back and then concentrated back on his body. Their moans increased, decreased and waved through the room. Sweat shined on Jae’s skin.
“Jae, I want to kiss you,” Yunho said suddenly.
“Stop then.”
“Maybe I don’t want to kiss you.”
Jae laughed and pulled away. Yunho groaned and Jae rolled to his back. He hooked an ankle around Yunho’s hip. Yunho fell over him, hands on the sides of Jae’s face. He pressed their lips together and growled. Jae whimpered, arched up enough to wrap his legs around Yunho’s body. Yunho pressed forward, growl deepening as he slid back into Jae’s body.
“God, this is so much better,” Yunho said against his lips.
“Why?”
“Because I can look at you.”
Jae smiled. “Stop with the cheesiness.”
“You love being reminded that you’re gorgeous.”
“I’m sweaty and …” Jae’s broke off with a groan as Yunho sped up his movement.
“And …”
“I have a werewolf in my bed.”
Yunho chuckled, moving his lips to Jae’s neck. “Sweaty and disheveled, remember? You’re still gorgeous.”
“What do I do about the werewolf?”
Yunho sped up again.
Jae shut his eyes. “Fuck.”
“Then I see no problems here.”
Jae screamed as Yunho thrust into him harder. Jae clutched at Yunho’s back, trying vainly to think but losing himself in pleasure. So much pleasure. And then a hand grabbed his cock, stroked hard and rough. Yunho licked his nipples, a steady growl echoing through Jae’s body.
“Oh, fuck, Yunho, fuck. Fuck!” Jae screamed.
He came again, and Yunho’s body jerked as energy from Jae’s fingers shot into his shoulders and zigged through his body.
“Jae, fu-“ he growled. His movements went erratic. The pleasure intensified and the energy from Jae exploded from him and he came, vision going black and spotty.
He fell to the side, Jae coming with him and their lips met in a kiss. Eager, deep. Energy continued to spark through both of their bodies.
“God, Jae … that was … shit.”
“I’m amazing. I know.”
Chapter 19: I promised Athena that we’d be at her support thing.
Chapter 17: Five swallows. That’s it.
Chapter 16: Seungri just wanted into my pants and got hungry instead.
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Rating: Chapters will range from PG - NC-17
Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu, Yunho/Jaejoong (other pairings of other characters as well
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd tie them to the wall and use their skin as my paper. Can you imagine? Writing fanfics on Jaejoong's abs???
Warnings: AU, Fantasy
Summary: What do you get when you cross an elf, a vampire, a faerie, a zombie and a werewolf? A singing goup? No way!
A/N: This fic will contain members of other groups like Super Junior, Arashi, NEWS and other K-Pop, J-Rock bands. This fic also contains members from OneTVXQ forums.
This is a creature fic. The DBSK boys are
Jaejoong - Faerie
Yunho - Werewolf
Yoochun - Vampire
Junsu - Elf
Changmin - Zombie
Chapter 18:
When Yunho’s eyes opened again, there was no pain. He shifted a bit and there was no ache in his body. He propped himself on his elbows. No nausea. Thank god.
Jae shifted next to him. Yunho smiled, rolled over and sat up. Before he could stand, Jae wrapped around him. “Going somewhere?”
“Shower.”
Jae frowned.
“I need it. And if I told you what I looked like when Kangin found me and took a cold hose to my body, you would want to take one, too.”
“How-”
“Trust me. You don’t want to know,” Yunho said and stood up.
“So you remember this morning?”
Yunho shrugged. “No. I just know from experience.”
Jae stayed on the bed as Yunho left the room. So the wolf didn’t remember saying that he loved him. Just as well. He probably didn’t mean it anyway. Just the delirium talking. But Jae hadn’t been lying. He loved Yunho.
He sighed and got up. Yunho was going to be hungry soon. He sauntered into the kitchen. Changmin was there, a bowl of rice in front of him, reading a stack of letters.
“What are those?”
“Hate mail.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, there’s a pile of it down at the security desk. I called Lee Sooman-shi and he said that he’d get it stopped right away, but I was curious.”
“What’s it say?”
“Ah, it’s all full of the same ‘I’m better than that creature’ bullshit. I’m starting to think that our first single is going to fuel the fire and not make things better. Maybe we should have sang what SM gave us.”
Jae met his eyes, and then they both burst out laughing.
“Don’t let Yoochun hear you say that.”
“I’m not stupid.”
“I’m going to make a bunch of food. Are you still going to be hungry?”
Changmin gave him a look that made Jae laugh again.
“Okay, okay. Stupid question.”
Jae started coffee. He put cream and almond flavoring in a cup, and then went about pulling vegetables and noodles and meat from the cupboards. The chicken was sizzling when a pair of warm arms wrapped around his middle.
“Morning,” Yunho mumbled.
“It’s almost three in the afternoon,” Changmin said.
“Whatever. Where’s Yoosu at?”
“Fucking,” Changmin said. “For the last. Eight. Hours.”
“Lucky them,” Yunho said with a kiss to the back of Jae’s neck.
Jae shivered and pulled away. “Don’t you want coffee?” He poured hot coffee into the cup and handed it to him. Jae met his eyes and prayed that he had hidden his nerves deep enough that Yunho couldn’t tell. What if he didn’t love him? What if he was throwing his heart and, ultimately, who he was at Yunho’s feet just to have them stepped on and returned broken and shattered?
Yunho stared at him a moment before taking it. “Thanks.” He turned and frowned, sitting at the table, thinking. Where did his incredibly flirty, smiling faerie go? Did his early shifting scare him away, and now he didn’t want anything to do with him?
“Ah, so our werewolf is awake,” Yoochun said.
“Ah, so our vampire finally put it back in his pants,” Changmin said.
Yoochun smirked. “Is he back to normal or is he still loopy?”
“As normal as I can be,” Yunho said.
“You were quite a sight. Clinging to Jae, calling him ‘Joongie’ like some love-sick puppy.”
“Shut up, Yoochun,” Jae said. “It wasn’t his fault.”
“No, it was,” Yunho said. “I wasn’t taking care of myself. I should know better than that.”
“Like you were any better,” Yoochun said to Jaejoong, “or do you not actually remember giving me a hug this morning?”
Jae glowered at him and turned back to the food. They all caught something about burning Yoochun’s dinner and laughed.
Junsu practically floated into the kitchen and bypassed them all to sit in Yoochun’s lap. They kissed deeply.
Changmin threw a clump of rice at the back of Junsu’s head. “Knock it off.”
“Someone’s jealous ‘cause he hasn’t gotten any lately,” Yoochun said.
“I’m a zombie. Do you know how hard it is to find a date when you’re a zombie?”
“One of your fangirls will date you.”
“They’re like my little sisters.”
“Here.” Jae slammed dishes and trays down on the table, flicking his fingers in irritation when some of the food spilled. And then he turned away.
Yunho grabbed his wrist. “Jae, what’s wrong?”
Jae jerked free and left the kitchen.
Yunho turned confused looks to the rest of them. They shrugged. “Don’t know. He seemed happy enough earlier,” Junsu said.
Yunho’s stomach growled as he got up from the table and went to Jae’s room. The door was locked.
“Jae?” he said as he softly knocked.
“You should be eating,” came the reply.
“What’s wrong, Joongie?” he whispered.
“Go eat.”
Yunho asked again, and then again, but Jae didn’t say anything else. He sighed and said, “I’m going to go eat.”
He sat down and brooded. Yes, he did eat. But the food didn’t taste as good as it would have had Jae been sitting next to him. His pre-shift had definitely ruined everything. He pushed his plate away, dropped his head on his arms and wanted to cry. Wanted to, but couldn’t. Not at the table.
Changmin put a hand on his shoulder and said, “Whatever you’re thinking is wrong. He loves you, but you’re both probably thinking the other doesn’t and really the only way to work through that is to force a conversation with him.”
“Force one?”
“Yeah. He’s not used to feeling vulnerable. You have to remember that. He’s used to getting what he wants just because he’s a faerie, but with you, I know he doesn’t want that.”
Yunho nodded.
“Go knock on his door again,” Junsu said. “I’ll unlock it, and if you’re quick, you can get in before he locks it again.”
Yunho walked down the hall. Was it even worth it? Better to just cut things off now without even a kiss. Yunho stopped and leaned against the wall. A kiss? Kissing Jaejoong. On the lips. How different would it be kissing a guy instead of a girl? Well, if the way his body shuddered was any indication, he wanted to find out.
He took the last couple of steps, grasped the doorknob and knocked. After the first knock, the lock clicked open and he quickly opened the door.
“Damn it, Junsu!” Jae shouted, and then flung himself on his side, facing away from Yunho.
“Talk to me,” Yunho said. He shut the door and leaned against it.
“No.”
Yunho took a deep breath. Force a conversation, okay. He could do this.
“Is this because of me pre-shifting and now you don’t want to be with me because you know what kind of monster I can be?”
Jae sat up quickly. “What?”
“Look, I … ” Yunho couldn’t meet those eyes anymore. He memorized the wood floor under his bare feet. He opened his mouth to say something and instead, found himself with an armful of faerie. Pressed against the door, arms around his waist, coffee-colored hair in his face. Yunho definitely liked this. He wrapped his arms around Jae and pulled him closer.
“Why would you even think that?” Jae whispered.
“Well, you’ve been weird and you’re a faerie and you like nice things and a half-shifted werewolf is not a nice thing and, god, you’re beautiful, Jae. How am I supposed to even compare to you?”
“I just-this is hard, Yunnie. I’ve known you for a week and already given you more of myself than I even knew existed and it’s scary. And what if you don’t want it and what if you decide to go after some pack girl like Yoochun says you probably will? And what if-”
“What if you just shut up, kiss me, and then we’ll see where things go?”
Jae pulled away, eyes wide. “Really?”
Yunho rolled his eyes. “You think if I didn’t want to I would have broken into your room?”
When Jae continued to stare at him, Yunho took a deep breath. He picked Jae up, turned them, slammed Jae against the door and kissed him. He was sure he was shaking, but so was Jae, so it didn’t really matter. Jae’s lips were every bit as soft as they looked, although Yunho realized he was pushing way too hard on them. He pulled back, just enough that he wasn’t crushing Jae, but Jae whimpered and hands grabbed the back of his head and pulled him forward again and Yunho stopped thinking.
And felt.
Felt the way his lips scraped across Jae’s.
Felt the pressure of those hands at his neck, the shift of bodies, the friction of a thigh rubbing against him. Opening his mouth to moan and the swipe of a hesitant tongue across his bottom lip.
Yunho whimpered, met the tongue and his hands slid to Jae’s hips, tugged on the belt loops of his jeans, bodies flush, and that was the difference, Yunho decided. There was nothing soft about Jae’s body. Muscles, angles, hip bones, shoulders. And they fit together.
Yunho held Jae’s hips against the door and slid against him.
Jae broke away from the kiss with a cry, head thunking against the door, back arching off it. Yunho ran his tongue down Jae’s throat, over his Adam’s apple, along his collar bone, over the tank top and to his shoulder and then back.
Jae wanted to say something, anything, or do something, anything. Moans and whimpers escaped his throat. His hands clutched at Yunho’s hips. This was better than he ever thought it would be. He’d pictured Yunho as being docile and scared, not possessive and willing and eager and so very in control. He should have assumed. The guy was a wolf.
And was he growling? For the love of - he was growling. It vibrated into his throat, down his skin and rushed straight to the lower regions of his body.
Yunho’s teeth closed around a soft divot of his neck. “Enough standing?” he said, words distorted from the growls.
Jae exhaled what sounded like a yes. It was enough for Yunho and he tossed him to the bed. Jae landed with an oof, and then propped himself up on his elbows. Every doubt he had about Yunho’s sincerity was lost as the wolf stalked over to him, eyes golden, hands pulling his shirt over his head, teeth bared in a possessive grin. Jae couldn’t look at him anymore, he shut his eyes, leaned his head back and moaned.
Yunho crawled between Jae’s spread legs and knelt on the bed. He latched onto Jae’s hips and tugged, sliding Jae until their crotches pressed together. Jae’s body arched and met Yunho’s thrust. His legs wrapped around Yunho’s body.
This made no sense to Jae. His energy was going insane, flinging around his body. He rarely had another faerie whose energy complemented his so well.
Yunho shivered.
“Do you feel it?” Jae whispered.
Yunho nodded. “Yeah. You’re eyes are blue, and it’s … god, it’s, tingly.”
Jae laughed.
Yunho slid his hands up Jae’s chest, bunching the t-shirt in his fists.
“Do you like this shirt?” Yunho demanded.
“Yes.”
Yunho tore it off. Jae propped up on his elbows again, a frown on his face as he looked at the tatters of the blue shirt. But then Yunho leaned forward and licked his nipple. Oh fuck, who cares about a damn shirt? Jae leaned back, hands going to Yunho’s hair. Yunho continued to thrust against his body.
God, Yunho’s hands were divine. Firm fingers, steady pressure, up his sides and then down over his stomach. His cock was so hard. He reached down to undo his pants, but Yunho growled a reprimand, and then those hands were grabbing his wrists, pinning them above his head.
“Fuck.” The word slipped past Yunho lips just before closing his mouth around a patch of skin above Jae’s nipple. Jae keened, legs tightening around Yunho’s lower back.
“Yunho, please,” Jae whispered. “Let me touch you.”
Yunho shivered, and released his hands. Jae immediately wrapped his arms around Yunho’s back, hands and fingers memorizing the curve of muscles. And then he pushed his hand between their bodies and undid Yunho’s jeans. He whimpered when his hands hit more skin instead of boxers. The amount of energy flowing between them tripled.
“God, Jaejoong,” Yunho said, that growl still in his voice.
Jae latched on to Yunho’s cock and stroked. Yunho’s eyes shut at the feel of Jae’s soft hand wrapped around him. He pushed up to his knees suddenly. Watched Jae touch him. Shit.
Yunho’s cock was gorgeous like the rest of him. Long, thick and pulsing under Jae’s hand. Jae pushed his jeans down further. Yunho supported himself on elbows and knees and eventually his jeans were kicked to the ground.
Their lips met in a wet kiss, a kiss full of growls and whimpers, until Yunho’s mind cleared enough to reach between them and with shaking hands, he unsnapped Jae’s jeans.
“Hurry, Yunho, please. Touch me.”
Yunho grabbed Jae’s cock as soon as it was free. They both groaned, and Jae arched into the touch. Yunho’s hand was harsh, rough as it tugged the skin and jerked.
Jae was in heaven. Agonizing, sweet, glorious heaven. And then their bodies aligned, skin on skin replacing their hands and Jae couldn’t think anymore. They thrust against each other, lips, tongues and breath lost in the heat and sweat and growls. Jae’s manicured nails scrapped across Yunho’s shoulders. He broke away from his mouth with a scream and his body shook and he came between their bodies.
Breath gasping, Yunho slowed his movements, his own cock aching to come but he knew he wouldn’t yet.
“God, Yunho,” Jae whispered.
“Yeah?”
“Just … fuck.”
Yunho chuckled, kissed Jae’s cheek and then pushed back to his knees. Jae lay under him, legs wrapped loosely around his hips. His chest rose and fell in deep gasps. Yunho licked his finger and swirled it around a nipple. Jae cried out again and arched up.
And then Yunho laughed.
“What?”
Yunho dragged his finger down Jae’s perfect abs and through the come on his skin. “Did you know that your come sparkles?”
Jae scoffed. “Made of light remember?”
“Yeah, but it’s just … it’s like you mixed it with glitter.”
Jae’s eyes narrowed as Yunho continued to laugh. Jae sat up, harshly grabbing Yunho’s erect cock. “You want this taken care of, puppy?” Jae muttered.
Yunho fought back a smile. “Sorry, Jae. I can’t help it.”
“Well, fuck you, Fido. You don’t see me making fun of your growling, do you?”
Yunho leaned close, bared his teeth and growled. “You like it.” He brought his come covered finger up to his mouth and licked it. It reminded him of a cool glass of water on a hot summer day. “And I like your bedazzled come.” He pushed Jae to his back and then slid down the bed. He lapped up the come around Jae’s still hard cock, never breaking eye contact with Jae unless Jae’s eyes shut with a moan.
“Can I play with your wings now?” Yunho whispered, tonguing the slit of Jae’s cock.
“Fuck, yes,” Jae said and flipped around fast enough that he almost kicked Yunho in the face.
Yunho stared down at Jae’s back. His wings were partially spread, the edges fluttering as Jae’s back rose and fell with deep breaths.
“What do I do?” Yunho asked.
“Touch them, gently. If you’re too harsh, you’ll break them, and fuck that would hurt.”
Yunho took a single finger and traced the edge of one wing. Jae shivered. He moved it farther up, until the harder wing turned to skin at Jae’s shoulders. He traced down his spine until he came to the other juncture of wing and then traced up along the rest of the wing.
“Fuck, Yunho, that feels so good.”
“Why?”
Jae chuckled, back arching a bit as Yunho moved to the other wing. “Nerve endings. It’s like … the wings collect the light and energy we need to survive … and … yeah … sensitive to temperature, and … heat … so much heat.”
“Not enough,” Yunho whispered. He pressed his hard cock against Jae’s ass, tiny thrusts that Jae arched into. His mouth closed around the edge of a wing, and then he ran his tongue along the webbing. It was sort of like licking plastic wrap, but felt more like skin and warmth.
“Fuck, Yunho, fuck me, please.”
“I haven’t done this before, but I do know that I’m going to need some lube.”
Jae held out a hand and flicked his fingers, a drawer opened and then a blue bottle landed in his palm.
Yunho laughed. “Never thought you’d use your magic for something useful.”
“Shut up and fuck me.”
Yunho set the lube next to his knee. “I think I’ll play a bit more if you don’t mind,” he said and kissed the swell of Jae’s ass and up his body, leaving teeth imprints along his lower back. Jae’s wings fluttered against his face and shoulders. He held Jae’s hips tightly and then ran a gentle tongue up the edges of Jae’s wings.
“Oh, fuck, Yunho, please.” Jae thrust against the bed, hands stretched above his head, clutching the bed spread.
Yunho licked back down Jae’s body, until he lay on the bed, Jae’s ass in his face. He kissed each cheek, and then bit down on one pale globe.
“Fuck!” Jae shouted and jerked up. Yunho held him down, biting the other, then licking the bites until Jae’s ass was red and quivering. He spread Jae’s cheeks. The first tendril of doubt curled through him. Nerves surfaced. Jae’s body was small, tight, and he didn’t want to hurt him.
“It’s not going to fuck itself,” Jae said.
Yunho glanced up. Jae had twisted around. He stared at him with one perfectly arched eyebrow.
“Excuse me for being nervous,” Yunho said.
“Lick me,” Jae said. “Lick me, and then cover your fingers with lube and finger me until you feel comfortable enough and then fucking fuck me.”
“Your sensitivity to my feelings is reassuring.”
Jae scoffed. “I can be sensitive later. Right now, I want you inside me.”
Yunho smirked, without breaking eye contact, he leaned forward. He tightened his grip on Jae’s ass and then licked him, top to bottom. Jae fell back to the bed with a groan. Yunho smiled, and then licked him again. His body smelled like heavy sunlight, again, like the summer sun at high noon where you could just taste the heat on your tongue. Yunho growled and it made Jaejoong shiver.
“Hurry, Yunho, please. I want you.”
Yunho concentrated his tongue on Jaejoong’s opening. Licking and pushing a bit.
“More, please, more. I want more.”
“Fingers?”
“Fuck yes, please.”
Yunho grabbed the bottle of lube and covered his fingers. He touched a slickened finger to Jae’s hole and then pushed. Jae hissed and arched up, forcing the finger deeper. He moaned.
“Are you alright?”
“Yeah, it’s just … long … been … a long time. More, Yunho, please more.”
Yunho grinned. “My pleasure.” He pushed the finger deeper.
“No, two, please. Fuck. I want to come with you inside me and if you … I can’t … Yunho, please.”
Yunho added a second finger. The muscles along Jae’s ass and back shivered, his wings shook. Jae kept begging. He added more lube to his fingers before attempting a third.
“That’s enough, Yunnie. Too much. Please.”
After a couple more twists, Yunho pulled out of Jae’s body. He stared at the quivering hole, at Jae’s shaking body.
“Now what?” Yunho whispered.
With difficulty, Jae pushed to his hands and needs. “God, I had to find a stupid wolf, didn’t I? Shove your cock in my ass.”
Yunho laughed. With that firm grip, he grabbed Jae’s hips and slid his cock over Jae’s hole. “It won’t fit,” he whispered, leaning forward run his tongue down Jae’s spine.
“Oh, fuck … just … fuck …”
Yunho’s laugh lowered to a growl as Jae started thrusting back. He held Jae still, took his cock in his other hand and pressed it against Jae’s hole. Jae immediately pushed back and they both practically screamed.
“Fuck, Yunho, more.”
Yunho pulled out, eyes crossing, deep growl emanating from his chest. He thrust back in. And again. And then he was pressed against Jae’s body. He had to stop, vision swimming. He placed a hand on Jae’s lower back, and then Jae moved, pulling a moan from Yunho’s mouth. He watched in awe as his cock disappeared into Jae’s body.
“Yunho, please, I can’t …”
Jae was dying. Finally, a cock worthy of being inside of him was inside of him and just sitting there. Not moving. He whimpered, pressed back. And then those hands grabbed his hips so tightly that Jae knew he’d be bruised in the morning.
“Hard, Yunho.”
And he finally moved, using Jae’s hips to anchor his thrusts forward.
“Faster,” Jae begged.
“No.”
Jae’s body quivered under him, muscles tightening and wings jerking. It was more beautiful than he imagined.
“God, you’re gorgeous, Jaejoong,” he growled.
Jae managed a smile over his shoulder. “I know.”
Yunho grinned back and then concentrated back on his body. Their moans increased, decreased and waved through the room. Sweat shined on Jae’s skin.
“Jae, I want to kiss you,” Yunho said suddenly.
“Stop then.”
“Maybe I don’t want to kiss you.”
Jae laughed and pulled away. Yunho groaned and Jae rolled to his back. He hooked an ankle around Yunho’s hip. Yunho fell over him, hands on the sides of Jae’s face. He pressed their lips together and growled. Jae whimpered, arched up enough to wrap his legs around Yunho’s body. Yunho pressed forward, growl deepening as he slid back into Jae’s body.
“God, this is so much better,” Yunho said against his lips.
“Why?”
“Because I can look at you.”
Jae smiled. “Stop with the cheesiness.”
“You love being reminded that you’re gorgeous.”
“I’m sweaty and …” Jae’s broke off with a groan as Yunho sped up his movement.
“And …”
“I have a werewolf in my bed.”
Yunho chuckled, moving his lips to Jae’s neck. “Sweaty and disheveled, remember? You’re still gorgeous.”
“What do I do about the werewolf?”
Yunho sped up again.
Jae shut his eyes. “Fuck.”
“Then I see no problems here.”
Jae screamed as Yunho thrust into him harder. Jae clutched at Yunho’s back, trying vainly to think but losing himself in pleasure. So much pleasure. And then a hand grabbed his cock, stroked hard and rough. Yunho licked his nipples, a steady growl echoing through Jae’s body.
“Oh, fuck, Yunho, fuck. Fuck!” Jae screamed.
He came again, and Yunho’s body jerked as energy from Jae’s fingers shot into his shoulders and zigged through his body.
“Jae, fu-“ he growled. His movements went erratic. The pleasure intensified and the energy from Jae exploded from him and he came, vision going black and spotty.
He fell to the side, Jae coming with him and their lips met in a kiss. Eager, deep. Energy continued to spark through both of their bodies.
“God, Jae … that was … shit.”
“I’m amazing. I know.”
Chapter 19: I promised Athena that we’d be at her support thing.
Chapter 17: Five swallows. That’s it.
Chapter 16: Seungri just wanted into my pants and got hungry instead.
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