Rising Creatures of the East 27/???
Title: Rising Creatures of the East 27/???
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
This chapter is a bit longer than normal just because most of you have already read the smut in it. And because it's been so long since I updated this fic, consider it a peace offering. ♥♥♥ AND: for those of you who were reading this on O! there is new stuff at the end. :)
Chapter 27:
At almost midnight, Yoochun stared into the apartment from the balcony. None inside could see him. Even Yunho hadn’t sensed him.
Yunho and Jaejoong were curled up on the couch. Changmin sat in the arm chair, eating ice cream. Junsu wasn’t in the living room, but it only took a moment to find his aura in their bedroom.
Their? Yoochun smiled. Yeah, theirs. He doubted that Junsu would go back to his and Yunho’s room, and hell, even Jaejoong wasn’t using his room anymore.
Only once during the height of the sun at noon had his skin prickled a bit. Yoochun was pretty sure the only thing he couldn’t do now was fly. And considering how fast he could run and how high he could jump, not being able to fly hardly mattered.
He took another deep breath. Just being around them was going to endanger them. Not from him, but Jun would not, would not, just let Yoochun threaten him like he had.
Yoochun tried to convince himself that Jun would see sense, realize that Yoochun had no desire at all to take over or become powerful or make his own clan. The only way to put Jun at ease would be to do a transfer power, but that was not an option. Giving Jun as much power as Yoochun had now would be stupid and dangerous for everyone.
Yoochun wasn’t power hungry.
Jun was.
Yoochun sighed, relaxed his mind and sent a question at Jun.
Jun was busy, with Yamapi. Yoochun could feel the currents of pleasure and lust from both of them through his link to Jun. He’d never been able to sense things like that before, not unless Yamapi sent the feelings to him.
What? Jun snapped.
Yoochun scoffed. Contact me when you’re done, please.
Jun grunted, and Yoochun cut the connection.
He watched Jae and Yunho exchange kisses and looks, and then laugh when Changmin tossed out a sarcastic remark. Yoochun could leave. Now. Not come back. They wouldn’t be in danger if he wasn’t around.
The thought of leaving Junsu made his heart ache.
With one more deep breath, Yoochun let himself be seen and opened the balcony door. All three in the living room flipped around and stared at him.
Yoochun averted his gaze. He took two steps to the hall and then felt Junsu coming.
Junsu stopped just inside the living room and crossed his arms, eyes narrowed. “Well?” he demanded.
Yoochun rubbed the back of his neck. “What-”
“How the fuck are you not vampire barbecue right now?” Junsu said, almost shouted.
Yoochun went to the kitchen, the four of them following. He took a long drink of water and then another one. Running all day had depleted his strength. He’d need more blood soon, too.
“Sit. Please.” Yoochun followed his own command and the others settled into chairs.
“Well, when I abandoned my clan, I … well, I don’t remember too much, I was in a bit of a panic for a few days, but I managed to give Lexy a lot of my abilities. Well, last night, I took them back, before she died, and, yeah. They’re a bit stronger than I thought and now …”
He trailed off.
“Anyone else know about this?” Yunho asked.
“Jun.”
“Fuck.”
“I know.”
“So how powerful are you?” Changmin asked.
Yoochun shrugged. “I don’t know, and that scares me.”
“Experiment?” Jae asked.
Yoochun grinned. “You want to throw light at me?”
“Maybe.”
“Go for it.”
Jae held out his hand. Light gathered and then gathered until Changmin and Yunho had to wince away at the brightness of it. Yoochun leaned away from it, wincing also, but not in pain. A tiny bit of light zapped at him.
It stung, like a bee sting, but then it was gone.
“Holy shit,” Jae said and the light dropped.
“So now what?” Yunho asked.
“You guys will be in danger,” Yoochun said.
“Why?”
“Because Jun knows. And he’s either going to find a way to kill me or take my power from me. He also knows that I’m a compassionate vampire and the minute he takes one of you, I’ll give it up to him.”
“You think he will?” Yunho asked.
“I know he will.”
“But I thought you were friends,” Jae said with a frown.
“We are when we’re doing something that benefits us both, but Jun is a selfish vampire. He always has been. And Yamapi and I may be friends but the loyalty between the Japanese Demons is unquestionable. He’d take Jun’s side.”
“And if you get rid of Jun, you have the rest of them to contend with.”
Yoochun nodded and then his eyes unfocused as Jun demanded, What the fuck do you want? in his head.
“Excuse me a moment,” Yoochun said out loud. What’s up?
This is bullshit. I am not going to be at your beck and call.
I don’t want you at my beck and call.
Silence. What do you want then?
I want you leave me alone. I want you to leave my friends alone. And I want you to pretend that this never happened.
I can’t do that.
Which part?
The last part.
Yoochun sighed. Which implies the other two as well. You know I don’t want this.
Then give it to me.
No.
Why not?
Yoochun scoffed, and felt Jun’s reluctant smirk on the other side. I want something from you, Jun. Something to secure me, my friends, our lives, our fans, our career … I want you to leave me alone.
And if I don’t?
Yoochun grabbed control of his mind. Touch Yamapi. Now.
Jun growled in his head, but his hand reached out and slid over Yamapi’s bare back. And Yoochun had a sudden clear picture of them. Jun leaning back against the head board, Yamapi curled into this body. He felt Yamapi breathe. Could practically smell the come drying on their bodies.
Do you have any idea how easy it would be for me to have you kill Yamapi right now? He’s so vulnerable, so incredibly sated that it wouldn’t be difficult and he would barely struggle. What about Shige, or Ryo? Where are they, together or with one of your girls?
Jun started fighting him.
Yoochun tightened his hold. I’m using less than half of my control on you right now, Jun. You know me. You know I would never harm your friends or your family or try to take anything away from you. I want the same in return. Don’t force my hand, Jun. Please.
Yoochun released him, and Yoochun felt him take a physical breath. Like hearing someone in the background during a phone call, he heard Yamapi ask Jun if he was alright.
I heard him, Yoochun said.
Surprise shot through Jun, and then he asked, Why should I do what you say when you just said that you wouldn’t hurt anyone? And I do know you. You wouldn’t make me kill Yamapi or any of them.
You’re right. I wouldn’t. Would you? Eighty years ago when I left, what would you have done if Yamapi had come with me? You know and I know that he almost did.
Jun said nothing, but Yoochun could feel him no matter how hard he tried to conceal it. It would have broken his heart and he would have gone out for revenge.
Yamapi knows you. And I’m pretty sure that’s why he stayed. Oh, and the fact that I think if he were more than ten feet from you for a long period of time, he’d go insane without you. Look, Jun, I make a promise, I keep it. I promise you, promise you, that I won’t do anything stupid like trying to take over your clan or make my own. He let Jun feel his love for Junsu, let him really feel it. I have what I need and what I want. Make me the same promise.
Jun was reluctant. Being alive for so long automatically made him wary and distrustful of anyone but those closest to them. Well, anyone but Yamapi.
Fine, Jun snapped. You have my word.
And the others?
What?
The others.
Yeah, yeah. No one under my power will ever attack you or your … family … in anyway shape or form.
And?
And what?
You won’t conspire with any other vampire, or any other creature, or any other human, you won’t tell any other vampire, creature or human about this in an attempt for them to get them to destroy me.
No, I won’t.
Okay. Did I miss anything? Any underhanded tricks or loopholes?
Not that I can see.
Good. Go back your lover. He’s ready for another round.
Yoochun cut the connection and smiled around the table. “Jun has promised to leave me and us alone.”
“You trust him now?” Changmin asked.
Yoochun shrugged. “Yeah. Until he tries something, but I think I’ve threatened him enough that he won’t.”
“So,” Jae said with a grin. “Tomorrow? Can we please, please get back to recording?”
They laughed.
“Yes,” Yunho said. “We will definitely go to the studio tomorrow.”
“We still have to go before dawn,” Yoochun said. “No one can know about this.”
“We’ve already agreed to keep it quiet,” Yunho said.
Yoochun nodded. “Thanks.” He reached for Junsu’s hand and the elf let him take it, even if he still seemed pissed off. “I don’t want to have to leave you guys.”
Everything was quiet and then Junsu tugged on his hand. “Can I talk to you for a moment?”
“Of course.”
They stood up and left the others in the kitchen. Yoochun entered the bedroom first. He sat on the bed. Junsu stayed at the door, leaning against it after he closed it.
You cut me out earlier.
Yoochun didn’t replay.
It scared me, baby.
Yoochun held his arms out and Junsu walked over. Yoochun hugged his middle, face pressed into his stomach.
I’m scared, Yoochun whispered. This is terrifying.
Junsu sighed. You still want me?
You’re the only reason I’m still here.
Junsu leaned away and then tugged on Yoochun’s shirt. He lifted his arms and let Junsu pull it over. With hands on his shoulders, Junsu pushed Yoochun to the bed. He crawled over him, knees straddling hips.
“That was a very good answer,” Junsu said and kissed him. Yoochun wrapped his arms up and under Junsu’s t-shirt.
“Do you like this shirt?” Yoochun asked, bunching it into his fingers.
Junsu smirked. “It’s Jaejoong’s.”
Yoochun tore the shirt, his smile growing at the satisfying sound of cloth ripping.
“You touch these jeans though and I’ll hurt you,” Junsu said, and started unbuttoning the many buttons on his jeans. “You still owe me for the first pair you tore off.”
“And the second and third?”
Junsu shrugged. “Jaejoong’s and the other I didn’t care about which is why I wore them before seducing you.”
“Jae’s going to start noticing he’s missing clothes,” Yoochun muttered, eyes locked on the slow revelation of Junsu’s naked body.
“Maybe.” Junsu pushed his pants down enough to free his cock. “Now come over here and do what vampires do best and suck on me.”
“Su, I-”
“You have more control, right?” Jusnu said with a smirk. “I’m going to assume that means your fangs won’t extend when you’re horny. They haven’t yet and I’m jerking myself off in front of you.”
Yoochun ran an experimental tongue over his teeth. Nope. No fangs. Not even the urge to and yet his cock was hard. With a swift movement, he tossed Junsu over his head. Mindful of the jeans, he tugged them off and then started kissing up Junsu’s leg. Junsu’s hand stroked faster. Yoochun stopped between Junsu’s spread legs, hands on either side of his hips. He watched, unconsciously licking his lips.
“Well,” Yoochun muttered and took Junsu’s cock in his hand, “I’ve never done this without fangs, so you’ll excuse me if I’m a bit rusty.”
Junsu’s laugh turned to a groan when Yoochun touched his tongue to the tip of his cock.
“As long as you-oh, fuck, Chunnie-show more enthusiasm for it-oh my god-than elves do.”
Yoochun scoffed. “Trust me, baby. I’m better than an elf any day.”
Junsu smiled around his gasping breath.
Yoochun covered Junsu’s cock with his mouth, sliding his tongue down the side and around the base. He remembered this being a lot more difficult. Then again, the last time he had done this he had to breathe, too. Ah, the perks of being a vampire.
He tortured Junsu’s cock with his teeth and tongue and throat, pushing him deep and then shallow, tongue pressing in the soft crown and then teeth nibbling down the side.
“Oh, fuck, Yoochun. More, faster, please.”
Yoochun pressed a kiss to the soft flesh at the top. “Planning on giving me something besides blood to swallow, Su?”
Junsu groaned. “So cheesy, so hot, fucking suck me.”
Yoochun chuckled. He gave up teasing and sucked Junsu hard, long and over and over until Junsu’s hands clasped into his hair and his body arched and his mouth opened in a scream.
Yoochun slowed and Junsu whimpered, body thrashing.
“What’s wrong, baby?” Yoochun asked. On the next pass down Junsu’s cock, Yoochun extended his fangs, not a lot but enough for Junsu to feel them scrape on his skin.
“Oh, god,” Junsu cried.
Yoochun pressed his cock clear down his throat. With a minor adjustment, a single fang pierced his skin.
With a feral cry, Junsu came in violent jerks.
Yoochun swallowed come and blood. When he pulled away from his cock, Junsu whimpered. It immediately turned into a groan as Yoochun slid his fangs under the skin at his hip. He took a few swallows and then licked skin, leaving a bloody trail up to Junsu’s nipple. He bit him again, mouth closing around his nipple. Junsu cried out, body too weak to do more than thrash his head.
Yoochun growled and then pulled away long enough to reach for the lube in a drawer.
Blood pooled around Junsu’s nipple. Yoochun licked it up and pressed two fingers into Junsu at the same time.
“Oh, fuck,” Junsu groaned and arched up, pushing the fingers deeper.
“Already?” Yoochun said, and with hands on his hips, flipped Junsu over. Almost in the same movement, his cock was pressed against Junsu’s hole and he forced himself in. Junsu screamed, head falling, hands outstretched, fingers clawing at the blankets. The second press had their skin together and Junsu’s whines dropping to lower octaves.
Yoochun sped up. God it was like earlier when he was running, forcing himself faster, and knowing that he could go faster if he wanted too.
But he was mindful of the elf beneath him. Very mindful of the mewls of pain, pleasure and need escaping his lips. The curve of his back, the arch of his neck and the delectable burst of pleasure when Junsu pushed back, meeting his thrusts.
Junsu was in heaven. Pain, too, but pleasure wove in and through and around his body. It set his magic tingling and without really thinking about it, little tuffs of grass sprouted on the blanket under his fingers.
Yoochun grabbed his hips and nails dug into his skin. Junsu cried out and pushed up to his hands, back bowing and head bent back. Fingers wrapped around his neck, and forced him back down.
“I like you better like that,” Yoochun said, voice growling.
Junsu moaned and rested his head on his arm. His breath came in pants, sweat soaked his skin, his legs and thighs and ass quivered.
“Faster,” he whispered, “please.” His cock was so hard it hurt.
Yoochun grunted, but sped up just a tiny bit. It was enough to make Junsu’s eyes fly open and tear a scream from his throat. He settled into grunted breathing, incoherent mutters, eyes clenching shut and falling open. Unable to hold himself up, he went slack, head turning.
Yoochun followed him down, hands hitting the mattress by his head. He licked up the side of Junsu’s neck. But the angle sucked, so he pushed back up, grabbed Junsu’s hips and lifted them just a bit off the bed.
“Oh, god,” Junsu breathed.
“You keep calling me that,” Yoochun whispered with a laugh.
Junsu’s eyes shut, hands grabbing at the blankets again as more pleasure than he knew what to do with coursed through his body. Everything was spiraling out of control. His magic was ricocheting around him, looking for a way out, zinging across the room to throw a flower or piece of fruit at the wall. He followed one trajectory with his eyes until the peony slammed against the mirror.
God, the mirror.
Yoochun was invisible, but he could see the finger imprints on his ass as Yoochun spread him open. His hole was red, spread wide and pulsing with every withdraw of Yoochun’s cock. His legs shook. His body sparkled with sweat and splashes of his own blood.
“You look good in that mirror,” Yoochun whispered.
He wrapped a hand in Junsu’s hair and pulled his body up. Junsu cried out, hands reaching behind him to settle on Yoochun’s hips. Yoochun twisted his hand, baring Junsu’s neck to him. After a single lick along the tendon, Yoochun bit him. Junsu moaned and went slack. Yoochun’s other hand wrapped around Junsu’s cock. The strokes were fast compared to the slow suction on his neck.
Junsu whimpered, forced his body to move, forced his hips forward and back, riding Yoochun’s cock while bits of pain warred with pleasure again, spinning and weaving. He felt himself grow faint, and yet, the pressure around his cock increased. Everything increased, everything focused and then everything shattered.
Junsu’s release arched over the bed landing in splatters on the blankets covered in grass.
And then he went limp.
Yoochun held Junsu close, both arms wrapping around him. He took another swallow of blood and let his body go. The orgasm was intense, built up control and pressure leaving him all at once. An exhale of breath let him know that he squeezed Junsu just a bit too hard. He let up a bit, and then turned their bodies and lowered them to the bed. He didn’t leave Junsu’s body, sliding in and out slowly.
I love you, Junsu.
Even Junsu’s mental stores were exhausted, so despite his inability to reply, Yoochun felt the love flow from him. Yoochun snuggled into him, burying his face at Junsu’s neck. He licked up the few drops of blood and then followed Junsu into sleep.
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Yunho sighed at the first sound of pleasure.
Jae smiled and kissed him on the cheek. “Should I keep dinner warm for them?”
Yunho nodded. “Yeah.”
“What would you do if I suddenly had amazing powers?” Jae asked.
Yunho grinned. “Like what? You’re already more beautiful than any other faerie and your looks alone are enough to get me to succumb to all of your whims.”
Jae rolled his eyes. “Shut up.”
Yunho pinned him to the counter and kissed him. “I mean it. You’re gorgeous. Let me worship you.” He fluttered lips down Jaejoong’s neck, and Jae’s eyes closed.
Changmin groaned. “Ah, hyung. Let him cook me dinner first.”
~}|{~
The next morning, Yunho walked into the vampire’s room and then stopped in his tracks.
“Holy shit,” he whispered.
There were flowers everywhere. Small trees grew from little patches of earth. A larger, weeping willow tree curved over the bed, its branches and leaves cocooning the two occupants.
Yoochun stirred first, looking over his shoulder and through leaves at Yunho’s shocked face. Yoochun smirked. “Junsu may have lost control a bit.”
Yunho scoffed. “No kidding. Anyway, it’s time to get up. We have to leave in an hour.”
Yoochun nodded.
He watched Junsu sleep for another few minutes. God, the elf was beautiful. He caressed Junsu’s cheek with the back of his hand. Junsu stirred. A tingle of magic shot through Yoochun and made him gasp.
“Sorry, baby,” Junsu muttered.
Yoochun jerked upright, hitting his head on a tree branch, as a flicker of warning burst through his mind.
Stop. Stop right this instant.
The vampire on the other end of the mental link was so surprised that he dropped the human girl and staggered back.
Yoochun?
What the fuck are you doing?
Fear clouded the other’s mind. Yoochun pushed through it, ignoring the surprise that Eunhyuk was alive. Why the hell was Eunhyuk alive? There were flashes of his life over twenty years, Lexy whispering promises to him, hiding him and a few others with orders to turn as many humans as they could. There was a warehouse in his memories, one used for meetings and other things Yoochun didn’t want to think about.
Go there. Go there and don’t leave and wait for me.
Yes, sir.
Yoochun took a deep breath and then flung his mind out, searching for clan members. Some were new. Some were supposed to be dead. He ordered them all to go to the same place. In total, he sent nine messages.
He groaned, put his face in his hands and cursed long and hard.
Junsu touched his shoulder. “Baby?”
Yoochun leaned into him. “I have nine clan members.”
“What?”
“Nine. There are nine of them.”
“How-”
“I don’t know. Four of them are new.”
“Wow. Now what happens?”
“I go to the studio and try to forget for a little while, and then I go deal with it tonight.” Yoochun kissed Junsu’s cheek. “Come on. We have to go shower.”
Junsu sat up and shut his eyes with a sigh.
“Are you okay?”
Junsu smiled without opening his eyes. “Fabulous. Just doing a systems check. I’ve never lost control like that.”
Yoochun laughed. “I loved it.”
One eye opened. “So did I.”
Yoochun laughed again and threw himself at Junsu. They fell back to the bed and lips met, but then Junsu winced and pulled a wicked looking flower from underneath him.
“Thistle,” he explained, and then banished it with a flick of fingers. He went around the room, erasing the evidence of their night.
Yoochun stilled his hand. “Keep this tree. I like it.”
Junsu smiled. “Okay. But I need to move it.” Junsu moved the tree to the foot of the bed and then gave it a bit more energy to grow. The long branches draped over the bed.
“Perfect,” Yoochun said.
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After re-recording a few troublesome spots of “Better than You” and dancing most of the afternoon, a manager handed them an updated schedule for the following week.
Yunho sighed. “We need more sleep,” he muttered and handed it to Jaejoong.
It showed them getting to the studio at five before dawn and not leaving until ten or eleven at night.
“No kidding,” Yoochun said. “I’ve had some bad nights before but I think I’ve gotten three, maybe four hours of sleep a night the last two weeks.”
“Being unconscious not included,” Changmin said.
The manager cleared his throat. “I know you guys have had some issues that were out of your control, but Lee SooMan wants you to have a mini album ready to release in two weeks. And right now, we only have two songs.”
“I’ll bring more with me tomorrow for your approval,” Yoochun said.
The manager nodded. “You’re shooting the video tomorrow night. I know it’s not on your schedule, but we were supposed to shoot it yesterday.”
“So we have to do all of this and then shoot the video?” Yunho said.
“It’s the only time we can. Otherwise, everything is going to be delayed, and we do not want delays.”
Yunho nodded. “Okay.”
“Good, now there are a few more costumes that need to be tried on and then tailored for tomorrow night. They’re in your training room.”
The manager turned and left. The others turned to the dressing room, but Yoochun held Yunho back a bit.
“I have a problem,” Yoochun whispered.
“Another one?” Yunho said, voice rising.
Yoochun smiled. “Yeah. Turns out that Lexy did have a clan, and I now have nine clan members.”
“Fuck.”
“Trust me, I know. I have them sequestered in a warehouse down by the river. I need to go take care of them tonight. And tomorrow night and the next night and …”
“Fuck Yoochun.”
“I know.”
“What about giving them to Jun?”
“I’d have to do a power transfer and I am not giving Jun this much power. I’ll think of something, but I thought I’d let you know that I’m going to disappear again tonight.”
“You need to rest.”
“Trust me. I know.”
Yunho frowned. “What does taking care of a clan entail?”
Yoochun shook his head. “Some of these vampires have been under Lexy’s control for twenty years. Tonight is more about gaining their loyalty than anything.”
“Can they turn on you?”
Yoochun smirked. “Maybe before I had pure power running through me.”
Chapter 28: I'm tired of your vampire shit.
Chapter 26: I shouldn’t have ever let it go.
Chapter 25: Doesn’t mean I have to like it.
Chapter 24: How many old jealous lovers of yours are going to be making your life difficult?
Chapter 23: “If someone doesn’t kill me first.”
Chapter 22: We need some sunshine up on the roof.
Chapter 21: Try not to be so fucking smart okay?
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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
This chapter is a bit longer than normal just because most of you have already read the smut in it. And because it's been so long since I updated this fic, consider it a peace offering. ♥♥♥ AND: for those of you who were reading this on O! there is new stuff at the end. :)
Chapter 27:
At almost midnight, Yoochun stared into the apartment from the balcony. None inside could see him. Even Yunho hadn’t sensed him.
Yunho and Jaejoong were curled up on the couch. Changmin sat in the arm chair, eating ice cream. Junsu wasn’t in the living room, but it only took a moment to find his aura in their bedroom.
Their? Yoochun smiled. Yeah, theirs. He doubted that Junsu would go back to his and Yunho’s room, and hell, even Jaejoong wasn’t using his room anymore.
Only once during the height of the sun at noon had his skin prickled a bit. Yoochun was pretty sure the only thing he couldn’t do now was fly. And considering how fast he could run and how high he could jump, not being able to fly hardly mattered.
He took another deep breath. Just being around them was going to endanger them. Not from him, but Jun would not, would not, just let Yoochun threaten him like he had.
Yoochun tried to convince himself that Jun would see sense, realize that Yoochun had no desire at all to take over or become powerful or make his own clan. The only way to put Jun at ease would be to do a transfer power, but that was not an option. Giving Jun as much power as Yoochun had now would be stupid and dangerous for everyone.
Yoochun wasn’t power hungry.
Jun was.
Yoochun sighed, relaxed his mind and sent a question at Jun.
Jun was busy, with Yamapi. Yoochun could feel the currents of pleasure and lust from both of them through his link to Jun. He’d never been able to sense things like that before, not unless Yamapi sent the feelings to him.
What? Jun snapped.
Yoochun scoffed. Contact me when you’re done, please.
Jun grunted, and Yoochun cut the connection.
He watched Jae and Yunho exchange kisses and looks, and then laugh when Changmin tossed out a sarcastic remark. Yoochun could leave. Now. Not come back. They wouldn’t be in danger if he wasn’t around.
The thought of leaving Junsu made his heart ache.
With one more deep breath, Yoochun let himself be seen and opened the balcony door. All three in the living room flipped around and stared at him.
Yoochun averted his gaze. He took two steps to the hall and then felt Junsu coming.
Junsu stopped just inside the living room and crossed his arms, eyes narrowed. “Well?” he demanded.
Yoochun rubbed the back of his neck. “What-”
“How the fuck are you not vampire barbecue right now?” Junsu said, almost shouted.
Yoochun went to the kitchen, the four of them following. He took a long drink of water and then another one. Running all day had depleted his strength. He’d need more blood soon, too.
“Sit. Please.” Yoochun followed his own command and the others settled into chairs.
“Well, when I abandoned my clan, I … well, I don’t remember too much, I was in a bit of a panic for a few days, but I managed to give Lexy a lot of my abilities. Well, last night, I took them back, before she died, and, yeah. They’re a bit stronger than I thought and now …”
He trailed off.
“Anyone else know about this?” Yunho asked.
“Jun.”
“Fuck.”
“I know.”
“So how powerful are you?” Changmin asked.
Yoochun shrugged. “I don’t know, and that scares me.”
“Experiment?” Jae asked.
Yoochun grinned. “You want to throw light at me?”
“Maybe.”
“Go for it.”
Jae held out his hand. Light gathered and then gathered until Changmin and Yunho had to wince away at the brightness of it. Yoochun leaned away from it, wincing also, but not in pain. A tiny bit of light zapped at him.
It stung, like a bee sting, but then it was gone.
“Holy shit,” Jae said and the light dropped.
“So now what?” Yunho asked.
“You guys will be in danger,” Yoochun said.
“Why?”
“Because Jun knows. And he’s either going to find a way to kill me or take my power from me. He also knows that I’m a compassionate vampire and the minute he takes one of you, I’ll give it up to him.”
“You think he will?” Yunho asked.
“I know he will.”
“But I thought you were friends,” Jae said with a frown.
“We are when we’re doing something that benefits us both, but Jun is a selfish vampire. He always has been. And Yamapi and I may be friends but the loyalty between the Japanese Demons is unquestionable. He’d take Jun’s side.”
“And if you get rid of Jun, you have the rest of them to contend with.”
Yoochun nodded and then his eyes unfocused as Jun demanded, What the fuck do you want? in his head.
“Excuse me a moment,” Yoochun said out loud. What’s up?
This is bullshit. I am not going to be at your beck and call.
I don’t want you at my beck and call.
Silence. What do you want then?
I want you leave me alone. I want you to leave my friends alone. And I want you to pretend that this never happened.
I can’t do that.
Which part?
The last part.
Yoochun sighed. Which implies the other two as well. You know I don’t want this.
Then give it to me.
No.
Why not?
Yoochun scoffed, and felt Jun’s reluctant smirk on the other side. I want something from you, Jun. Something to secure me, my friends, our lives, our fans, our career … I want you to leave me alone.
And if I don’t?
Yoochun grabbed control of his mind. Touch Yamapi. Now.
Jun growled in his head, but his hand reached out and slid over Yamapi’s bare back. And Yoochun had a sudden clear picture of them. Jun leaning back against the head board, Yamapi curled into this body. He felt Yamapi breathe. Could practically smell the come drying on their bodies.
Do you have any idea how easy it would be for me to have you kill Yamapi right now? He’s so vulnerable, so incredibly sated that it wouldn’t be difficult and he would barely struggle. What about Shige, or Ryo? Where are they, together or with one of your girls?
Jun started fighting him.
Yoochun tightened his hold. I’m using less than half of my control on you right now, Jun. You know me. You know I would never harm your friends or your family or try to take anything away from you. I want the same in return. Don’t force my hand, Jun. Please.
Yoochun released him, and Yoochun felt him take a physical breath. Like hearing someone in the background during a phone call, he heard Yamapi ask Jun if he was alright.
I heard him, Yoochun said.
Surprise shot through Jun, and then he asked, Why should I do what you say when you just said that you wouldn’t hurt anyone? And I do know you. You wouldn’t make me kill Yamapi or any of them.
You’re right. I wouldn’t. Would you? Eighty years ago when I left, what would you have done if Yamapi had come with me? You know and I know that he almost did.
Jun said nothing, but Yoochun could feel him no matter how hard he tried to conceal it. It would have broken his heart and he would have gone out for revenge.
Yamapi knows you. And I’m pretty sure that’s why he stayed. Oh, and the fact that I think if he were more than ten feet from you for a long period of time, he’d go insane without you. Look, Jun, I make a promise, I keep it. I promise you, promise you, that I won’t do anything stupid like trying to take over your clan or make my own. He let Jun feel his love for Junsu, let him really feel it. I have what I need and what I want. Make me the same promise.
Jun was reluctant. Being alive for so long automatically made him wary and distrustful of anyone but those closest to them. Well, anyone but Yamapi.
Fine, Jun snapped. You have my word.
And the others?
What?
The others.
Yeah, yeah. No one under my power will ever attack you or your … family … in anyway shape or form.
And?
And what?
You won’t conspire with any other vampire, or any other creature, or any other human, you won’t tell any other vampire, creature or human about this in an attempt for them to get them to destroy me.
No, I won’t.
Okay. Did I miss anything? Any underhanded tricks or loopholes?
Not that I can see.
Good. Go back your lover. He’s ready for another round.
Yoochun cut the connection and smiled around the table. “Jun has promised to leave me and us alone.”
“You trust him now?” Changmin asked.
Yoochun shrugged. “Yeah. Until he tries something, but I think I’ve threatened him enough that he won’t.”
“So,” Jae said with a grin. “Tomorrow? Can we please, please get back to recording?”
They laughed.
“Yes,” Yunho said. “We will definitely go to the studio tomorrow.”
“We still have to go before dawn,” Yoochun said. “No one can know about this.”
“We’ve already agreed to keep it quiet,” Yunho said.
Yoochun nodded. “Thanks.” He reached for Junsu’s hand and the elf let him take it, even if he still seemed pissed off. “I don’t want to have to leave you guys.”
Everything was quiet and then Junsu tugged on his hand. “Can I talk to you for a moment?”
“Of course.”
They stood up and left the others in the kitchen. Yoochun entered the bedroom first. He sat on the bed. Junsu stayed at the door, leaning against it after he closed it.
You cut me out earlier.
Yoochun didn’t replay.
It scared me, baby.
Yoochun held his arms out and Junsu walked over. Yoochun hugged his middle, face pressed into his stomach.
I’m scared, Yoochun whispered. This is terrifying.
Junsu sighed. You still want me?
You’re the only reason I’m still here.
Junsu leaned away and then tugged on Yoochun’s shirt. He lifted his arms and let Junsu pull it over. With hands on his shoulders, Junsu pushed Yoochun to the bed. He crawled over him, knees straddling hips.
“That was a very good answer,” Junsu said and kissed him. Yoochun wrapped his arms up and under Junsu’s t-shirt.
“Do you like this shirt?” Yoochun asked, bunching it into his fingers.
Junsu smirked. “It’s Jaejoong’s.”
Yoochun tore the shirt, his smile growing at the satisfying sound of cloth ripping.
“You touch these jeans though and I’ll hurt you,” Junsu said, and started unbuttoning the many buttons on his jeans. “You still owe me for the first pair you tore off.”
“And the second and third?”
Junsu shrugged. “Jaejoong’s and the other I didn’t care about which is why I wore them before seducing you.”
“Jae’s going to start noticing he’s missing clothes,” Yoochun muttered, eyes locked on the slow revelation of Junsu’s naked body.
“Maybe.” Junsu pushed his pants down enough to free his cock. “Now come over here and do what vampires do best and suck on me.”
“Su, I-”
“You have more control, right?” Jusnu said with a smirk. “I’m going to assume that means your fangs won’t extend when you’re horny. They haven’t yet and I’m jerking myself off in front of you.”
Yoochun ran an experimental tongue over his teeth. Nope. No fangs. Not even the urge to and yet his cock was hard. With a swift movement, he tossed Junsu over his head. Mindful of the jeans, he tugged them off and then started kissing up Junsu’s leg. Junsu’s hand stroked faster. Yoochun stopped between Junsu’s spread legs, hands on either side of his hips. He watched, unconsciously licking his lips.
“Well,” Yoochun muttered and took Junsu’s cock in his hand, “I’ve never done this without fangs, so you’ll excuse me if I’m a bit rusty.”
Junsu’s laugh turned to a groan when Yoochun touched his tongue to the tip of his cock.
“As long as you-oh, fuck, Chunnie-show more enthusiasm for it-oh my god-than elves do.”
Yoochun scoffed. “Trust me, baby. I’m better than an elf any day.”
Junsu smiled around his gasping breath.
Yoochun covered Junsu’s cock with his mouth, sliding his tongue down the side and around the base. He remembered this being a lot more difficult. Then again, the last time he had done this he had to breathe, too. Ah, the perks of being a vampire.
He tortured Junsu’s cock with his teeth and tongue and throat, pushing him deep and then shallow, tongue pressing in the soft crown and then teeth nibbling down the side.
“Oh, fuck, Yoochun. More, faster, please.”
Yoochun pressed a kiss to the soft flesh at the top. “Planning on giving me something besides blood to swallow, Su?”
Junsu groaned. “So cheesy, so hot, fucking suck me.”
Yoochun chuckled. He gave up teasing and sucked Junsu hard, long and over and over until Junsu’s hands clasped into his hair and his body arched and his mouth opened in a scream.
Yoochun slowed and Junsu whimpered, body thrashing.
“What’s wrong, baby?” Yoochun asked. On the next pass down Junsu’s cock, Yoochun extended his fangs, not a lot but enough for Junsu to feel them scrape on his skin.
“Oh, god,” Junsu cried.
Yoochun pressed his cock clear down his throat. With a minor adjustment, a single fang pierced his skin.
With a feral cry, Junsu came in violent jerks.
Yoochun swallowed come and blood. When he pulled away from his cock, Junsu whimpered. It immediately turned into a groan as Yoochun slid his fangs under the skin at his hip. He took a few swallows and then licked skin, leaving a bloody trail up to Junsu’s nipple. He bit him again, mouth closing around his nipple. Junsu cried out, body too weak to do more than thrash his head.
Yoochun growled and then pulled away long enough to reach for the lube in a drawer.
Blood pooled around Junsu’s nipple. Yoochun licked it up and pressed two fingers into Junsu at the same time.
“Oh, fuck,” Junsu groaned and arched up, pushing the fingers deeper.
“Already?” Yoochun said, and with hands on his hips, flipped Junsu over. Almost in the same movement, his cock was pressed against Junsu’s hole and he forced himself in. Junsu screamed, head falling, hands outstretched, fingers clawing at the blankets. The second press had their skin together and Junsu’s whines dropping to lower octaves.
Yoochun sped up. God it was like earlier when he was running, forcing himself faster, and knowing that he could go faster if he wanted too.
But he was mindful of the elf beneath him. Very mindful of the mewls of pain, pleasure and need escaping his lips. The curve of his back, the arch of his neck and the delectable burst of pleasure when Junsu pushed back, meeting his thrusts.
Junsu was in heaven. Pain, too, but pleasure wove in and through and around his body. It set his magic tingling and without really thinking about it, little tuffs of grass sprouted on the blanket under his fingers.
Yoochun grabbed his hips and nails dug into his skin. Junsu cried out and pushed up to his hands, back bowing and head bent back. Fingers wrapped around his neck, and forced him back down.
“I like you better like that,” Yoochun said, voice growling.
Junsu moaned and rested his head on his arm. His breath came in pants, sweat soaked his skin, his legs and thighs and ass quivered.
“Faster,” he whispered, “please.” His cock was so hard it hurt.
Yoochun grunted, but sped up just a tiny bit. It was enough to make Junsu’s eyes fly open and tear a scream from his throat. He settled into grunted breathing, incoherent mutters, eyes clenching shut and falling open. Unable to hold himself up, he went slack, head turning.
Yoochun followed him down, hands hitting the mattress by his head. He licked up the side of Junsu’s neck. But the angle sucked, so he pushed back up, grabbed Junsu’s hips and lifted them just a bit off the bed.
“Oh, god,” Junsu breathed.
“You keep calling me that,” Yoochun whispered with a laugh.
Junsu’s eyes shut, hands grabbing at the blankets again as more pleasure than he knew what to do with coursed through his body. Everything was spiraling out of control. His magic was ricocheting around him, looking for a way out, zinging across the room to throw a flower or piece of fruit at the wall. He followed one trajectory with his eyes until the peony slammed against the mirror.
God, the mirror.
Yoochun was invisible, but he could see the finger imprints on his ass as Yoochun spread him open. His hole was red, spread wide and pulsing with every withdraw of Yoochun’s cock. His legs shook. His body sparkled with sweat and splashes of his own blood.
“You look good in that mirror,” Yoochun whispered.
He wrapped a hand in Junsu’s hair and pulled his body up. Junsu cried out, hands reaching behind him to settle on Yoochun’s hips. Yoochun twisted his hand, baring Junsu’s neck to him. After a single lick along the tendon, Yoochun bit him. Junsu moaned and went slack. Yoochun’s other hand wrapped around Junsu’s cock. The strokes were fast compared to the slow suction on his neck.
Junsu whimpered, forced his body to move, forced his hips forward and back, riding Yoochun’s cock while bits of pain warred with pleasure again, spinning and weaving. He felt himself grow faint, and yet, the pressure around his cock increased. Everything increased, everything focused and then everything shattered.
Junsu’s release arched over the bed landing in splatters on the blankets covered in grass.
And then he went limp.
Yoochun held Junsu close, both arms wrapping around him. He took another swallow of blood and let his body go. The orgasm was intense, built up control and pressure leaving him all at once. An exhale of breath let him know that he squeezed Junsu just a bit too hard. He let up a bit, and then turned their bodies and lowered them to the bed. He didn’t leave Junsu’s body, sliding in and out slowly.
I love you, Junsu.
Even Junsu’s mental stores were exhausted, so despite his inability to reply, Yoochun felt the love flow from him. Yoochun snuggled into him, burying his face at Junsu’s neck. He licked up the few drops of blood and then followed Junsu into sleep.
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Yunho sighed at the first sound of pleasure.
Jae smiled and kissed him on the cheek. “Should I keep dinner warm for them?”
Yunho nodded. “Yeah.”
“What would you do if I suddenly had amazing powers?” Jae asked.
Yunho grinned. “Like what? You’re already more beautiful than any other faerie and your looks alone are enough to get me to succumb to all of your whims.”
Jae rolled his eyes. “Shut up.”
Yunho pinned him to the counter and kissed him. “I mean it. You’re gorgeous. Let me worship you.” He fluttered lips down Jaejoong’s neck, and Jae’s eyes closed.
Changmin groaned. “Ah, hyung. Let him cook me dinner first.”
~}|{~
The next morning, Yunho walked into the vampire’s room and then stopped in his tracks.
“Holy shit,” he whispered.
There were flowers everywhere. Small trees grew from little patches of earth. A larger, weeping willow tree curved over the bed, its branches and leaves cocooning the two occupants.
Yoochun stirred first, looking over his shoulder and through leaves at Yunho’s shocked face. Yoochun smirked. “Junsu may have lost control a bit.”
Yunho scoffed. “No kidding. Anyway, it’s time to get up. We have to leave in an hour.”
Yoochun nodded.
He watched Junsu sleep for another few minutes. God, the elf was beautiful. He caressed Junsu’s cheek with the back of his hand. Junsu stirred. A tingle of magic shot through Yoochun and made him gasp.
“Sorry, baby,” Junsu muttered.
Yoochun jerked upright, hitting his head on a tree branch, as a flicker of warning burst through his mind.
Stop. Stop right this instant.
The vampire on the other end of the mental link was so surprised that he dropped the human girl and staggered back.
Yoochun?
What the fuck are you doing?
Fear clouded the other’s mind. Yoochun pushed through it, ignoring the surprise that Eunhyuk was alive. Why the hell was Eunhyuk alive? There were flashes of his life over twenty years, Lexy whispering promises to him, hiding him and a few others with orders to turn as many humans as they could. There was a warehouse in his memories, one used for meetings and other things Yoochun didn’t want to think about.
Go there. Go there and don’t leave and wait for me.
Yes, sir.
Yoochun took a deep breath and then flung his mind out, searching for clan members. Some were new. Some were supposed to be dead. He ordered them all to go to the same place. In total, he sent nine messages.
He groaned, put his face in his hands and cursed long and hard.
Junsu touched his shoulder. “Baby?”
Yoochun leaned into him. “I have nine clan members.”
“What?”
“Nine. There are nine of them.”
“How-”
“I don’t know. Four of them are new.”
“Wow. Now what happens?”
“I go to the studio and try to forget for a little while, and then I go deal with it tonight.” Yoochun kissed Junsu’s cheek. “Come on. We have to go shower.”
Junsu sat up and shut his eyes with a sigh.
“Are you okay?”
Junsu smiled without opening his eyes. “Fabulous. Just doing a systems check. I’ve never lost control like that.”
Yoochun laughed. “I loved it.”
One eye opened. “So did I.”
Yoochun laughed again and threw himself at Junsu. They fell back to the bed and lips met, but then Junsu winced and pulled a wicked looking flower from underneath him.
“Thistle,” he explained, and then banished it with a flick of fingers. He went around the room, erasing the evidence of their night.
Yoochun stilled his hand. “Keep this tree. I like it.”
Junsu smiled. “Okay. But I need to move it.” Junsu moved the tree to the foot of the bed and then gave it a bit more energy to grow. The long branches draped over the bed.
“Perfect,” Yoochun said.
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After re-recording a few troublesome spots of “Better than You” and dancing most of the afternoon, a manager handed them an updated schedule for the following week.
Yunho sighed. “We need more sleep,” he muttered and handed it to Jaejoong.
It showed them getting to the studio at five before dawn and not leaving until ten or eleven at night.
“No kidding,” Yoochun said. “I’ve had some bad nights before but I think I’ve gotten three, maybe four hours of sleep a night the last two weeks.”
“Being unconscious not included,” Changmin said.
The manager cleared his throat. “I know you guys have had some issues that were out of your control, but Lee SooMan wants you to have a mini album ready to release in two weeks. And right now, we only have two songs.”
“I’ll bring more with me tomorrow for your approval,” Yoochun said.
The manager nodded. “You’re shooting the video tomorrow night. I know it’s not on your schedule, but we were supposed to shoot it yesterday.”
“So we have to do all of this and then shoot the video?” Yunho said.
“It’s the only time we can. Otherwise, everything is going to be delayed, and we do not want delays.”
Yunho nodded. “Okay.”
“Good, now there are a few more costumes that need to be tried on and then tailored for tomorrow night. They’re in your training room.”
The manager turned and left. The others turned to the dressing room, but Yoochun held Yunho back a bit.
“I have a problem,” Yoochun whispered.
“Another one?” Yunho said, voice rising.
Yoochun smiled. “Yeah. Turns out that Lexy did have a clan, and I now have nine clan members.”
“Fuck.”
“Trust me, I know. I have them sequestered in a warehouse down by the river. I need to go take care of them tonight. And tomorrow night and the next night and …”
“Fuck Yoochun.”
“I know.”
“What about giving them to Jun?”
“I’d have to do a power transfer and I am not giving Jun this much power. I’ll think of something, but I thought I’d let you know that I’m going to disappear again tonight.”
“You need to rest.”
“Trust me. I know.”
Yunho frowned. “What does taking care of a clan entail?”
Yoochun shook his head. “Some of these vampires have been under Lexy’s control for twenty years. Tonight is more about gaining their loyalty than anything.”
“Can they turn on you?”
Yoochun smirked. “Maybe before I had pure power running through me.”
Chapter 28: I'm tired of your vampire shit.
Chapter 26: I shouldn’t have ever let it go.
Chapter 25: Doesn’t mean I have to like it.
Chapter 24: How many old jealous lovers of yours are going to be making your life difficult?
Chapter 23: “If someone doesn’t kill me first.”
Chapter 22: We need some sunshine up on the roof.
Chapter 21: Try not to be so fucking smart okay?
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