Jung Yunho Is An Alien! 7/9
Title: Jung Yunho Is An Alien! 7/9
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: While I'm being ddelusionall and writing them as aliens, I may as well try to claim them as mine to do with as I wish.
Summary: Jaejoong lives alone on a farm outside of a small city. It's a perfect existence. Normal. Routine. Feed the chickens. Feed the goats. Weed the garden. Of course that means something ... or someone ... needs to invade and throw everything off kilter. Though Jaejoong never thought that he'd ever have to ask himself if he really believed in aliens.
A/N: This fic is not any longer than it was before, I just noticed that I had 2 parts labeled "part 7" so there are actually 9 parts.
Part 7: Are You An Alien? Because Your Ass is Out Of This World
Jaejoong woke up too early. The sun was shining. Ugh. Sunshine. His head throbbed.
Moaning, he rolled over, and realized that he did not wake up too early. He woke up way too late. He tried to care.
With a smile, he ignored the pounding in his head and remembered Yunho instead. His strong body, his hands all over Jaejoong’s body, his lips, his eyes, his tongue, his body. Shit.
But thinking about it, Jaejoong only remembered how hard his own cock had been. Had Yunho gotten erect while they danced? Or hell, while they kissed waiting for Yoochun?
Jaejoong could not remember. No matter really. They’d both been too drunk to do more than just frot against each other for a little while.
His mouth was so gross. Jaejoong rolled out of bed and went right to the bathroom to piss and brush his teeth. After, he checked his phone. He had four messages from Yoochun.
You owe me, you drunken lout.
I left early and fed your chickens so Mr. Drama King would not wake you up with his arrogant morning call. He tried to bite me.
And because I love you, I milked your goats. You seriously owe me dinner. Your goats tried to eat my headphones.
Oh, and I cheated and looked at your phone and found out that the handsome, tall, delicious pillar of sex is named Yunho. Ha!
Jaejoong laughed and sent Yoochun a text back that said, Too bad the rooster didn’t bite off your dick.
He liked Yunho’s message much better.
Good morning! I hope you are doing okay. I spent all night thinking of you.
Jaejoong blushed and wondered how to respond.
I fear I was much too drunk to spend the night thinking of you, but I do desperately need some coffee. I will be at the cafe in about an hour. Can you meet me?
The reply was almost instant, before Jaejoong could even get to the bathroom to start a shower.
Of course. For you, I’d do almost anything.
Curious, Jaejoong returned, Almost?
There are many things that are against the law and against social customs, but for you, I would still do many of them. You only need to ask.
Silly. That ... He did not know what else to say, so he just sent a whole bunch of blushing emojis and hurried to get in the shower.
Jaejoong decided on plain, since Yunho had seen him dolled up the night before. He was too hungover to do anything more, so he only wore a fitted white T-shirt and jeans. As he headed out of the house, he remembered that his car was still at the parking lot in the city.
“Fuck,” he muttered and then sat on his front steps and chuckled. “Goddamnit.”
He called Yunho.
“Jaejoong-ah!”
Jaejoong chuckled and said, “Hello, handsome, guess what I just forgot?”
“That your car is right here in front of me?”
Jaejoong laughed. “Yes. Sorry. I won’t be able to come and get it until Yoochun gets off work.”
“Nonsense. With your permission, I will bring it to you.”
“But ... I have the keys ... Yunho, do not hotwire my car!”
“I don’t know what that means exactly, but it is not a problem, and very simple, and it will not ruin your engine or anything. Plus, I have coffee!”
Jaejoong huffed. “Fine, you have my permission. If you get caught and the police think you’re stealing it, I am not bailing you out of jail.”
“Do not worry. I know how to drive. Mostly.”
Yunho hung up.
“Mostly?” Jaejoong stared at his phone and then called it again.
Yunho texted, It is unsafe to drive and talk at the same time. I will be there shortly.
Jaejoong stared out over his gravel driveway and listened for sirens. None came before the sound of a car on his road almost a half hour later. His car. With Yunho behind the wheel.
He smiled widely and waved at Jaejoong.
Jaejoong shook his head and stood up, walking toward him. “I can’t believe you stole my car,” Jaejoong said while Yunho climbed out of the driver’s seat.
“I did not. You gave me permission.”
“How did you even get it started? I have the keys!”
“A simple trick I learned in the city. Don’t worry. Your car is fine.”
“I know, but ... Yunho, a simple trick. Did you steal cars or something? Shit, you are a criminal!”
Yunho pouted at him, and Jaejoong tried not to be swayed. “I only meant to help you. I am not a criminal.”
Jaejoong crossed his arms and matched his pout. “Coffee?”
Smiling, Yunho leaned into the open door and removed a container with two coffees and a bag that was full of something too sweet, Jaejoong was sure.
“How did you even know where I lived?”
A soft blush darkened his cheeks. “I ... um, looked it up today. In ... sorry. I ... was curious about your farm!”
“So you’re a criminal and a stalker?”
Yunho frowned and turned away. “You want me to go. I am sorry to upset you.”
Jaejoong laughed and grabbed his arm. “Silly man, come on. It’s okay. I don’t want you to leave. I’m only teasing.”
Yunho glanced at him and then smiled.
Jaejoong thought for a moment that Yunho was manipulating him a little, but that didn’t feel right, not with what Jaejoong understood of his personality.
“Come on and sit on the porch with me.”
Yunho bit his lip and followed him. Jaejoong sat on one of his chairs and Yunho sat on the other before handing Jaejoong his coffee. And sure enough, the bag had very sugary danishes.
“Why is there a plant in that hole?”
Jaejoong glanced over. He’d purchased a very expensive pot that was big enough to sit in the mysterious hole and then found a wild ivy plant to fill it.
“Part of the decoration,” Jaejoong said and did not offer any more information. He did not really like thinking about that hole or the week that he could not remember.
“Your place is nice.”
“Thank you.” Jaejoong shut his eyes and leaned his head back on the chair. “It’s been in my family for four generations.”
“Are you unwell?”
“Just a bit hungover. I drank way too much last night. I should probably apologize. I was handsy and suffocating.”
“Adorable. Cute. You should never apologize for wanting to kiss or touch me.”
Jaejoong blushed and drank more of his coffee. It tasted so good. It was silent for a few minutes before Yunho said, “I did bring you a danish.”
“You eat it. My stomach is all wonky.”
Yunho laughed. “Thank you! They are very good.”
Jaejoong smiled. He waited a few more sips of coffee, and then said, “I need to go check on my goats. Want to come with me?”
“Sure!”
Jaejoong stood up and led Yunho down the steps and around the yard. He laughed at the chickens clucking and then almost grew too excited at all the goats. Jaejoong had fourteen of them. Six were milking nannies and three were breeding billies. The others were still young. Jaejoong sold three or four every year to help with his finances.
“Oh my god, they are so cute!” Yunho said.
“Watch yourself though. They like to eat anything. And I mean anything. Paper, plastic, wood, plants. They ate my headphones a few months ago.”
Yunho laughed and followed Jaejoong into the pen. He was absolutely bouncing. The kids were excited for someone new and jumped around him, butted his legs. Jaejoong went to their food trough to make sure that Yoochun had really fed them. He had, but not enough for the afternoon. He added a few more scoops of feed.
Jaejoong turned around and bit his lip against laughter. Yunho was on his knees with two kids in his arms and another trying to eat his shirt. Unable to resist, he took out his phone and snapped a picture of it, and then another one of a goat trying to eat his hair.
Yunho laughed and tried to gather more of them up into his arms.
Jaejoong shook his head and rescued him, pulling him to his feet and putting his arms around Yunho’s waist.
“Do you have to work today?” Jaejoong asked, aware of kids and goats trying to chew on his clothes.
Yunho bit his lip and shook his head. “Not until tomorrow.”
“Spend the day with me?”
“Here?”
“Or somewhere else, now that I have my car.”
“I like it here,” Yunho said. “I see why you love your farm so much.”
“It lets me be independent,” Jaejoong said. “I go grocery shopping for rice and things like that, but I always use my own vegetables, my own cream, my own cheese.”
“You make cheese?”
“Yeah, goat cheese.”
“Wow. You are amazing.”
Jaejoong blushed. “I learned from my parents.”
“It’s okay if I stay?”
“Yes, but one thing first.” He cupped Yunho’s cheeks and leaned up as Yunho leaned down and their lips brushed, whisper soft, and then joining in a firmer kiss. Jaejoong moaned when Yunho slid his mouth open and their tongues touched.
Jaejoong moved away with a smile. Yunho’s breath was short.
“That danish isn’t much, are you hungry?”
“I love food.”
Jaejoong laughed.
-o(.V.)o-
Jaejoong did not want Yunho to leave, not ever. After lunch they walked all around Jaejoong’s property, holding hands. Yunho asked questions about the garden and the plants. He was so sad that JiJi would not let him near him and just hissed at him instead.
Still, Yunho was firm. He did not want to tumble Jaejoong into a bed until they were both certain of their feelings.
It is what Jaejoong usually did, unless he was desperate, but he really, really liked Yunho. So instead of dragging him to his bed, Jaejoong drove him home, parked outside of his apartment, and they made out until the windows went foggy.
They met for coffee and breakfast the next day, and then lunch the next. Yunho came over to eat dinner on Friday night and Saturday night. Only Yunho’s strength of will kept them from tumbling into bed together. Jaejoong’s was already gone.
“It isn’t proper,” Yunho said. “I do not want you to think that all I want from you is your body. We must wait.”
Jaejoong wanted to argue. But it was so ... just ... so romantic.
Yoochun stopped asking Jaejoong how he was doing because all Jaejoong managed to say was that he was so in love.
Sunday, Jaejoong was on air because Yunho showed up in the morning on his doorstep with a huge bouquet of flowers. He had walked all the way there, and Jaejoong felt his heart ache and soar. It was a long walk, but meant more than anything. The flowers were roses and violets and lilies.
Jaejoong stood on his porch, not really even awake and just kissed Yunho until the other laughed and told him to go make them breakfast.
Jaejoong had only partially protested the slap to his ass when he turned around to do as he was told.
Yunho helped him clean the kitchen and feed his animals.
Working alongside him felt so normal, and Jaejoong did his best not to get on his knees and beg.
God, he wanted to get on his knees.
He lasted almost until dinnertime. Well, technically, he’s lasted almost five days. That’s good enough. Long enough.
Without saying anything, he stood up from the chair on the porch and moved over to Yunho, holding out his hands.
There was no one around, and Jaejoong could give him the blowjob of his life there on the porch if he wanted to, but Yunho was trying to be romantic, so Jaejoong didn’t want to ruin the mood. Maybe later ...
Jaejoong liked the idea of later, but the first time should be on a proper bed.
Yunho did not pause in taking his hands or following Jaejoong through the house and to his room. He seemed nervous, but almost as eager as Jaejoong. Jaejoong kissed him deeply, arms around his neck, and moaned when Yunho wrapped his arms around Jaejoong’s body.
“Please tell me that we’ve waited long enough?” Jaejoong whispered. “Please. I want you so badly. I am going crazy.”
Yunho smiled. “Perhaps ... it has been long enough. But I--”
“I know, I know. Don’t want me for my body. But please. Please.”
Jaejoong kissed him until his hands could no longer stay idle. He ran them down Yunho’s broad shoulders and arms, to his back and then up his shirt. It was Yunho who pulled it off, and then Jaejoong followed suit. He didn’t want to look too eager, realized it was too late for that, and took off his jeans too. His boxers stayed on and then he sat down on the bed, scooting back, leaning on his elbows, legs a little spread. He looked up at Yunho’s dazed expression and smiled.
Yunho licked his lips, didn’t bother with his pants and crawled over Jaejoong, going back to his mouth. A strong arm went underneath him, supporting him. The other hiked up his leg, and Jaejoong moaned in appreciation of his strength. He was not the only one eager. He wanted Yunho’s dick inside him before the hour was out.
He even had lube. From before ...
Frowning, Jaejoong broke away from the kiss and tilted his head back, letting Yunho’s mouth move down his neck and to his collarbones. God, it felt so good. He moaned in appreciation, and then Yunho was back at his mouth for a deeper kiss, pressing Jaejoong down onto the bed.
“I want to explore you,” Yunho whispered.
Jaejoong hummed. “Sound nice. Please.”
Yunho kissed down his neck again, only pausing to tease the dips in his collarbones before going lower to his chest and nipples. He moaned at the firm licks on his piercing. Yunho’s hands moved in a firm circuit up and down his sides, across his stomach, down his thighs. God, everywhere.
Jaejoong loved to be touched. Loved it so much. His dick was so hard, and when Yunho’s hands brushed over it, he cried out and tried to lift up to keep the touch. But Yunho did not linger and kept up his teasing touches and kisses until his mouth was all the way to the band of his boxers, his tongue pushing underneath it.
Jaejoong moaned and begged, pushing at them, and Yunho chuckled, lifted up enough to peel them down and then off. His hands went to his bare thighs, and his mouth went right to his cock. No teasing at all, just sucking him down, almost too harshly. Only the first few sucks were harsh, and then Yunho settled down, one arm used to prop himself up. The other hand kept touching him, over his stomach, down his thighs, cupping his balls.
Jaejoong thrashed, hands in Yunho’s hair, tugging at him while his orgasm twisted through him too fast and too soon, and he came too hard, too long, his voice stopping and silent as he shuddered through his release. He noted that Yunho had not gagged once, even to swallow his release. So talented.
“Fuck,” Jaejoong whispered.
Yunho kissed back up his body, to his mouth, and Jaejoong wrapped his arms around him, legs around his waist, and for the first time, Jaejoong felt Yunho’s erection against his body.
Erection? Or baseball bat?
Jaejoong moaned. Shit, Yunho was huge. God. How did he get so lucky?
“How did I get so lucky?” Jaejoong whispered.
Yunho chuckled. “I enjoyed that.”
“I can tell. Are you going to take your pants off so I can return the favor?”
He bit his lip and said, “Maybe ... later. I am still ... you came awfully quickly.”
Jaejoong protested that and slugged his arm.
Yunho gripped his wrist and pinned it by his head and Jaejoong’s cock throbbed and he moaned. “I just meant that I would like to explore you in other ways to see if I can do it again.”
“Oh god, see? I am so lucky.”
Yunho kissed him for a few more minutes, letting Jaejoong calm down just enough that when Yunho went back between his legs, he didn’t orgasm as soon as that talented tongue touched his cock. Good for him.
Yunho sucked on his balls gently and then pushed at his thighs, and Jaejoong moaned because Yunho wanted ... fucking hell.
Jaejoong grabbed behind his knees and held himself open. Yunho’s mouth went to the sensitive skin of the back of his thighs first, sucking and then biting into the soft skin. Jaejoong whimpered and gasped and probably was saying something silly like, “I love you” while Yunho blossomed the back of thighs with sexy hickys. God, his cock hadn’t softened at all and jerked against his stomach, pulsing precome almost in time to his rapid heartbeat.
The bites moved to his ass and then Yunho licked at him, up his cleft and then with firmer touches to his entrance. He was panting and pulsing, god, he needed to be filled up. With a dick. Soon. Please.
Fingers came first. One, a small stretch, and then two that stung too much. Even with his tongue helping along.
“Lube. Yunho, wait. Lube.”
“Where is it?”
Jaejoong waved at his drawer. “Top drawer. On the left.”
Yunho released him and pressed a kiss to the shaft of his dick before leaving the bed and getting the lube. He also pushed off his pants, letting Jaejoong really appreciate the size of his dick as it strained behind black boxerbriefs.
“Fuck.”
“Soon,” Yunho said and winked.
Jaejoong moaned. “God, so good. So good, Yunho-ah.”
Yunho went back to his position between Jaejoong’s legs, and Jaejoong grabbed his knees again, holding himself open. Instead of lubed fingers, the tongue came back, and Jaejoong whimpered at the soft touch. And then teeth flared pain again over his ass, and a finger breached him. Yunho’s other hand moved up his thigh and then down to his dick. It was slick with lube, and Jaejoong cried out at the firm grip and quick thrusts of fingers suddenly making it difficult to think.
And breathe.
His head was a mess, his body on edge.
Yunho used two fingers and then three to stretch him open. He sucked on Jaejoong’s balls, maybe too roughly and little bursts of pain twisted through the pleasure swirling around his body and pooling low in his stomach. His cock twitched and jerked. When Yunho’s mouth left his balls and his tongue slid up the shaft of his erection, Jaejoong was panting. Lips wrapped around the head of his erection, and more than three fingers pressed into his body, too tight, too many. With firm fingers curled around his balls, Jaejoong came, pulsing another release into Yunho’s mouth.
Yunho moaned and bobbed his head faster, taking Jaejoong all the way down while he swallowed his come.
Jaejoong sagged against the blankets and gasped. “Fuck.”
Yunho sucked on him a few more times and then climbed up his body, kissing his stomach, biting his chest, licking at his nipple, leaving hickys almost everywhere. “I love your skin. I love your body. Everything about you is just so perfect.”
Jaejoong swallowed a reply and was glad when Yunho kissed him so he didn’t actually have to reply. And it also hid his red cheeks, flushing from such an innocent compliment, but one that Jaejoong felt all the way to his soul. Yep, he was falling in love, and he couldn’t and didn’t want to stop it.
Part 8: Flashy-Thing Memory-Messer-Upper
Part 6: Shake Your Spaceship Candy
Part 5: Jedi Mind Tricks
Part 4: We Come In Peace
Part 3: The Live Among Us In Secret
Part 2: No Sign Of Intelligent Life Anywhere
Part 1: Take Me To Your Leader
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Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: While I'm being ddelusionall and writing them as aliens, I may as well try to claim them as mine to do with as I wish.
Summary: Jaejoong lives alone on a farm outside of a small city. It's a perfect existence. Normal. Routine. Feed the chickens. Feed the goats. Weed the garden. Of course that means something ... or someone ... needs to invade and throw everything off kilter. Though Jaejoong never thought that he'd ever have to ask himself if he really believed in aliens.
A/N: This fic is not any longer than it was before, I just noticed that I had 2 parts labeled "part 7" so there are actually 9 parts.
Part 7: Are You An Alien? Because Your Ass is Out Of This World
Jaejoong woke up too early. The sun was shining. Ugh. Sunshine. His head throbbed.
Moaning, he rolled over, and realized that he did not wake up too early. He woke up way too late. He tried to care.
With a smile, he ignored the pounding in his head and remembered Yunho instead. His strong body, his hands all over Jaejoong’s body, his lips, his eyes, his tongue, his body. Shit.
But thinking about it, Jaejoong only remembered how hard his own cock had been. Had Yunho gotten erect while they danced? Or hell, while they kissed waiting for Yoochun?
Jaejoong could not remember. No matter really. They’d both been too drunk to do more than just frot against each other for a little while.
His mouth was so gross. Jaejoong rolled out of bed and went right to the bathroom to piss and brush his teeth. After, he checked his phone. He had four messages from Yoochun.
You owe me, you drunken lout.
I left early and fed your chickens so Mr. Drama King would not wake you up with his arrogant morning call. He tried to bite me.
And because I love you, I milked your goats. You seriously owe me dinner. Your goats tried to eat my headphones.
Oh, and I cheated and looked at your phone and found out that the handsome, tall, delicious pillar of sex is named Yunho. Ha!
Jaejoong laughed and sent Yoochun a text back that said, Too bad the rooster didn’t bite off your dick.
He liked Yunho’s message much better.
Good morning! I hope you are doing okay. I spent all night thinking of you.
Jaejoong blushed and wondered how to respond.
I fear I was much too drunk to spend the night thinking of you, but I do desperately need some coffee. I will be at the cafe in about an hour. Can you meet me?
The reply was almost instant, before Jaejoong could even get to the bathroom to start a shower.
Of course. For you, I’d do almost anything.
Curious, Jaejoong returned, Almost?
There are many things that are against the law and against social customs, but for you, I would still do many of them. You only need to ask.
Silly. That ... He did not know what else to say, so he just sent a whole bunch of blushing emojis and hurried to get in the shower.
Jaejoong decided on plain, since Yunho had seen him dolled up the night before. He was too hungover to do anything more, so he only wore a fitted white T-shirt and jeans. As he headed out of the house, he remembered that his car was still at the parking lot in the city.
“Fuck,” he muttered and then sat on his front steps and chuckled. “Goddamnit.”
He called Yunho.
“Jaejoong-ah!”
Jaejoong chuckled and said, “Hello, handsome, guess what I just forgot?”
“That your car is right here in front of me?”
Jaejoong laughed. “Yes. Sorry. I won’t be able to come and get it until Yoochun gets off work.”
“Nonsense. With your permission, I will bring it to you.”
“But ... I have the keys ... Yunho, do not hotwire my car!”
“I don’t know what that means exactly, but it is not a problem, and very simple, and it will not ruin your engine or anything. Plus, I have coffee!”
Jaejoong huffed. “Fine, you have my permission. If you get caught and the police think you’re stealing it, I am not bailing you out of jail.”
“Do not worry. I know how to drive. Mostly.”
Yunho hung up.
“Mostly?” Jaejoong stared at his phone and then called it again.
Yunho texted, It is unsafe to drive and talk at the same time. I will be there shortly.
Jaejoong stared out over his gravel driveway and listened for sirens. None came before the sound of a car on his road almost a half hour later. His car. With Yunho behind the wheel.
He smiled widely and waved at Jaejoong.
Jaejoong shook his head and stood up, walking toward him. “I can’t believe you stole my car,” Jaejoong said while Yunho climbed out of the driver’s seat.
“I did not. You gave me permission.”
“How did you even get it started? I have the keys!”
“A simple trick I learned in the city. Don’t worry. Your car is fine.”
“I know, but ... Yunho, a simple trick. Did you steal cars or something? Shit, you are a criminal!”
Yunho pouted at him, and Jaejoong tried not to be swayed. “I only meant to help you. I am not a criminal.”
Jaejoong crossed his arms and matched his pout. “Coffee?”
Smiling, Yunho leaned into the open door and removed a container with two coffees and a bag that was full of something too sweet, Jaejoong was sure.
“How did you even know where I lived?”
A soft blush darkened his cheeks. “I ... um, looked it up today. In ... sorry. I ... was curious about your farm!”
“So you’re a criminal and a stalker?”
Yunho frowned and turned away. “You want me to go. I am sorry to upset you.”
Jaejoong laughed and grabbed his arm. “Silly man, come on. It’s okay. I don’t want you to leave. I’m only teasing.”
Yunho glanced at him and then smiled.
Jaejoong thought for a moment that Yunho was manipulating him a little, but that didn’t feel right, not with what Jaejoong understood of his personality.
“Come on and sit on the porch with me.”
Yunho bit his lip and followed him. Jaejoong sat on one of his chairs and Yunho sat on the other before handing Jaejoong his coffee. And sure enough, the bag had very sugary danishes.
“Why is there a plant in that hole?”
Jaejoong glanced over. He’d purchased a very expensive pot that was big enough to sit in the mysterious hole and then found a wild ivy plant to fill it.
“Part of the decoration,” Jaejoong said and did not offer any more information. He did not really like thinking about that hole or the week that he could not remember.
“Your place is nice.”
“Thank you.” Jaejoong shut his eyes and leaned his head back on the chair. “It’s been in my family for four generations.”
“Are you unwell?”
“Just a bit hungover. I drank way too much last night. I should probably apologize. I was handsy and suffocating.”
“Adorable. Cute. You should never apologize for wanting to kiss or touch me.”
Jaejoong blushed and drank more of his coffee. It tasted so good. It was silent for a few minutes before Yunho said, “I did bring you a danish.”
“You eat it. My stomach is all wonky.”
Yunho laughed. “Thank you! They are very good.”
Jaejoong smiled. He waited a few more sips of coffee, and then said, “I need to go check on my goats. Want to come with me?”
“Sure!”
Jaejoong stood up and led Yunho down the steps and around the yard. He laughed at the chickens clucking and then almost grew too excited at all the goats. Jaejoong had fourteen of them. Six were milking nannies and three were breeding billies. The others were still young. Jaejoong sold three or four every year to help with his finances.
“Oh my god, they are so cute!” Yunho said.
“Watch yourself though. They like to eat anything. And I mean anything. Paper, plastic, wood, plants. They ate my headphones a few months ago.”
Yunho laughed and followed Jaejoong into the pen. He was absolutely bouncing. The kids were excited for someone new and jumped around him, butted his legs. Jaejoong went to their food trough to make sure that Yoochun had really fed them. He had, but not enough for the afternoon. He added a few more scoops of feed.
Jaejoong turned around and bit his lip against laughter. Yunho was on his knees with two kids in his arms and another trying to eat his shirt. Unable to resist, he took out his phone and snapped a picture of it, and then another one of a goat trying to eat his hair.
Yunho laughed and tried to gather more of them up into his arms.
Jaejoong shook his head and rescued him, pulling him to his feet and putting his arms around Yunho’s waist.
“Do you have to work today?” Jaejoong asked, aware of kids and goats trying to chew on his clothes.
Yunho bit his lip and shook his head. “Not until tomorrow.”
“Spend the day with me?”
“Here?”
“Or somewhere else, now that I have my car.”
“I like it here,” Yunho said. “I see why you love your farm so much.”
“It lets me be independent,” Jaejoong said. “I go grocery shopping for rice and things like that, but I always use my own vegetables, my own cream, my own cheese.”
“You make cheese?”
“Yeah, goat cheese.”
“Wow. You are amazing.”
Jaejoong blushed. “I learned from my parents.”
“It’s okay if I stay?”
“Yes, but one thing first.” He cupped Yunho’s cheeks and leaned up as Yunho leaned down and their lips brushed, whisper soft, and then joining in a firmer kiss. Jaejoong moaned when Yunho slid his mouth open and their tongues touched.
Jaejoong moved away with a smile. Yunho’s breath was short.
“That danish isn’t much, are you hungry?”
“I love food.”
Jaejoong laughed.
-o(.V.)o-
Jaejoong did not want Yunho to leave, not ever. After lunch they walked all around Jaejoong’s property, holding hands. Yunho asked questions about the garden and the plants. He was so sad that JiJi would not let him near him and just hissed at him instead.
Still, Yunho was firm. He did not want to tumble Jaejoong into a bed until they were both certain of their feelings.
It is what Jaejoong usually did, unless he was desperate, but he really, really liked Yunho. So instead of dragging him to his bed, Jaejoong drove him home, parked outside of his apartment, and they made out until the windows went foggy.
They met for coffee and breakfast the next day, and then lunch the next. Yunho came over to eat dinner on Friday night and Saturday night. Only Yunho’s strength of will kept them from tumbling into bed together. Jaejoong’s was already gone.
“It isn’t proper,” Yunho said. “I do not want you to think that all I want from you is your body. We must wait.”
Jaejoong wanted to argue. But it was so ... just ... so romantic.
Yoochun stopped asking Jaejoong how he was doing because all Jaejoong managed to say was that he was so in love.
Sunday, Jaejoong was on air because Yunho showed up in the morning on his doorstep with a huge bouquet of flowers. He had walked all the way there, and Jaejoong felt his heart ache and soar. It was a long walk, but meant more than anything. The flowers were roses and violets and lilies.
Jaejoong stood on his porch, not really even awake and just kissed Yunho until the other laughed and told him to go make them breakfast.
Jaejoong had only partially protested the slap to his ass when he turned around to do as he was told.
Yunho helped him clean the kitchen and feed his animals.
Working alongside him felt so normal, and Jaejoong did his best not to get on his knees and beg.
God, he wanted to get on his knees.
He lasted almost until dinnertime. Well, technically, he’s lasted almost five days. That’s good enough. Long enough.
Without saying anything, he stood up from the chair on the porch and moved over to Yunho, holding out his hands.
There was no one around, and Jaejoong could give him the blowjob of his life there on the porch if he wanted to, but Yunho was trying to be romantic, so Jaejoong didn’t want to ruin the mood. Maybe later ...
Jaejoong liked the idea of later, but the first time should be on a proper bed.
Yunho did not pause in taking his hands or following Jaejoong through the house and to his room. He seemed nervous, but almost as eager as Jaejoong. Jaejoong kissed him deeply, arms around his neck, and moaned when Yunho wrapped his arms around Jaejoong’s body.
“Please tell me that we’ve waited long enough?” Jaejoong whispered. “Please. I want you so badly. I am going crazy.”
Yunho smiled. “Perhaps ... it has been long enough. But I--”
“I know, I know. Don’t want me for my body. But please. Please.”
Jaejoong kissed him until his hands could no longer stay idle. He ran them down Yunho’s broad shoulders and arms, to his back and then up his shirt. It was Yunho who pulled it off, and then Jaejoong followed suit. He didn’t want to look too eager, realized it was too late for that, and took off his jeans too. His boxers stayed on and then he sat down on the bed, scooting back, leaning on his elbows, legs a little spread. He looked up at Yunho’s dazed expression and smiled.
Yunho licked his lips, didn’t bother with his pants and crawled over Jaejoong, going back to his mouth. A strong arm went underneath him, supporting him. The other hiked up his leg, and Jaejoong moaned in appreciation of his strength. He was not the only one eager. He wanted Yunho’s dick inside him before the hour was out.
He even had lube. From before ...
Frowning, Jaejoong broke away from the kiss and tilted his head back, letting Yunho’s mouth move down his neck and to his collarbones. God, it felt so good. He moaned in appreciation, and then Yunho was back at his mouth for a deeper kiss, pressing Jaejoong down onto the bed.
“I want to explore you,” Yunho whispered.
Jaejoong hummed. “Sound nice. Please.”
Yunho kissed down his neck again, only pausing to tease the dips in his collarbones before going lower to his chest and nipples. He moaned at the firm licks on his piercing. Yunho’s hands moved in a firm circuit up and down his sides, across his stomach, down his thighs. God, everywhere.
Jaejoong loved to be touched. Loved it so much. His dick was so hard, and when Yunho’s hands brushed over it, he cried out and tried to lift up to keep the touch. But Yunho did not linger and kept up his teasing touches and kisses until his mouth was all the way to the band of his boxers, his tongue pushing underneath it.
Jaejoong moaned and begged, pushing at them, and Yunho chuckled, lifted up enough to peel them down and then off. His hands went to his bare thighs, and his mouth went right to his cock. No teasing at all, just sucking him down, almost too harshly. Only the first few sucks were harsh, and then Yunho settled down, one arm used to prop himself up. The other hand kept touching him, over his stomach, down his thighs, cupping his balls.
Jaejoong thrashed, hands in Yunho’s hair, tugging at him while his orgasm twisted through him too fast and too soon, and he came too hard, too long, his voice stopping and silent as he shuddered through his release. He noted that Yunho had not gagged once, even to swallow his release. So talented.
“Fuck,” Jaejoong whispered.
Yunho kissed back up his body, to his mouth, and Jaejoong wrapped his arms around him, legs around his waist, and for the first time, Jaejoong felt Yunho’s erection against his body.
Erection? Or baseball bat?
Jaejoong moaned. Shit, Yunho was huge. God. How did he get so lucky?
“How did I get so lucky?” Jaejoong whispered.
Yunho chuckled. “I enjoyed that.”
“I can tell. Are you going to take your pants off so I can return the favor?”
He bit his lip and said, “Maybe ... later. I am still ... you came awfully quickly.”
Jaejoong protested that and slugged his arm.
Yunho gripped his wrist and pinned it by his head and Jaejoong’s cock throbbed and he moaned. “I just meant that I would like to explore you in other ways to see if I can do it again.”
“Oh god, see? I am so lucky.”
Yunho kissed him for a few more minutes, letting Jaejoong calm down just enough that when Yunho went back between his legs, he didn’t orgasm as soon as that talented tongue touched his cock. Good for him.
Yunho sucked on his balls gently and then pushed at his thighs, and Jaejoong moaned because Yunho wanted ... fucking hell.
Jaejoong grabbed behind his knees and held himself open. Yunho’s mouth went to the sensitive skin of the back of his thighs first, sucking and then biting into the soft skin. Jaejoong whimpered and gasped and probably was saying something silly like, “I love you” while Yunho blossomed the back of thighs with sexy hickys. God, his cock hadn’t softened at all and jerked against his stomach, pulsing precome almost in time to his rapid heartbeat.
The bites moved to his ass and then Yunho licked at him, up his cleft and then with firmer touches to his entrance. He was panting and pulsing, god, he needed to be filled up. With a dick. Soon. Please.
Fingers came first. One, a small stretch, and then two that stung too much. Even with his tongue helping along.
“Lube. Yunho, wait. Lube.”
“Where is it?”
Jaejoong waved at his drawer. “Top drawer. On the left.”
Yunho released him and pressed a kiss to the shaft of his dick before leaving the bed and getting the lube. He also pushed off his pants, letting Jaejoong really appreciate the size of his dick as it strained behind black boxerbriefs.
“Fuck.”
“Soon,” Yunho said and winked.
Jaejoong moaned. “God, so good. So good, Yunho-ah.”
Yunho went back to his position between Jaejoong’s legs, and Jaejoong grabbed his knees again, holding himself open. Instead of lubed fingers, the tongue came back, and Jaejoong whimpered at the soft touch. And then teeth flared pain again over his ass, and a finger breached him. Yunho’s other hand moved up his thigh and then down to his dick. It was slick with lube, and Jaejoong cried out at the firm grip and quick thrusts of fingers suddenly making it difficult to think.
And breathe.
His head was a mess, his body on edge.
Yunho used two fingers and then three to stretch him open. He sucked on Jaejoong’s balls, maybe too roughly and little bursts of pain twisted through the pleasure swirling around his body and pooling low in his stomach. His cock twitched and jerked. When Yunho’s mouth left his balls and his tongue slid up the shaft of his erection, Jaejoong was panting. Lips wrapped around the head of his erection, and more than three fingers pressed into his body, too tight, too many. With firm fingers curled around his balls, Jaejoong came, pulsing another release into Yunho’s mouth.
Yunho moaned and bobbed his head faster, taking Jaejoong all the way down while he swallowed his come.
Jaejoong sagged against the blankets and gasped. “Fuck.”
Yunho sucked on him a few more times and then climbed up his body, kissing his stomach, biting his chest, licking at his nipple, leaving hickys almost everywhere. “I love your skin. I love your body. Everything about you is just so perfect.”
Jaejoong swallowed a reply and was glad when Yunho kissed him so he didn’t actually have to reply. And it also hid his red cheeks, flushing from such an innocent compliment, but one that Jaejoong felt all the way to his soul. Yep, he was falling in love, and he couldn’t and didn’t want to stop it.
Part 8: Flashy-Thing Memory-Messer-Upper
Part 6: Shake Your Spaceship Candy
Part 5: Jedi Mind Tricks
Part 4: We Come In Peace
Part 3: The Live Among Us In Secret
Part 2: No Sign Of Intelligent Life Anywhere
Part 1: Take Me To Your Leader
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