Towering Over You
Title: Towering Over You
Length: Oneshot.
Rating: NC17.
WARNING!: Public Sex. ^_^
Pairing: Minsu.
Summary: They both knew public sex heightened their experience 100 times and counting. But who knew public sex could be heightened?
A/N: This is a requested fic. & also my explanation behind Bonjour Paris. XD ENJOY!
The familiar mixture of sweat and sex mingled perfectly through the cool air. Nothing could beat the exhilarating ride they put each other through, every single time. The places, the scenery, the excitement. They were unstoppable.
“Su! You’re fucking amazing.” Changmin kisses away the swollen lips and washes away all the remembrance of their previous acts. Chest heaving slightly, Junsu replies, “Only with you babe.” and gives a sexy wink before their lips met once again.
Of course their relationship started civil. They were probably the most civilized couple out there. There was the innocent, devirginizing bedroom sex. Which then lead to shower sex and other house areas. It didn’t take long before they were walking out of movie theaters and public restrooms looking raunchy with an extraordinary satisfactory smile plastered on their faces.
They both knew public sex heightened their experience 100 times and counting. But who knew public sex could be heightened?
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“H-hey Changmin?” Junsu approached cautiously. Changmin looked with curious eyes. “You know where’s one place we hadn’t gone yet?”
Changmin instantly got excited. He knew what this meant - more sex.
Junsu was staring pass his head, mouth hanging wide open. Changmin looked behind him and there stood nothing different. “Su? Where?” Changmin opened his mouth ready to speak until he finally caught the jist of what Junsu was trying to say:
Eiffel Tower.
“SU!? ARE YOU NUTS!?” Changmin screams. First of all, they weren’t even in their home country, and second, well, it’s the damned Eiffel Tower.
Before he knew it, Junsu was dragging him towards the 1,063ft structure. He could tell his boyfriend was highly excited and already half hard. They stood beneath the Eiffel Tower staring up into the endless metal.
“Maybe this isn’t such a bad idea.” Changmin configures.
“Well? What the fucking hell are you waiting for!?” Junsu smirks already 20 feet ahead of the race. “Yah! Hurry up! I’m ho-” Junsu caught himself and looked around, embarrassed. Then he mouthed, “hor-ny” causing Changmin to burst in bundles of laughter. He ran over to his boyfriend.
“Shit. Why is this taking so fucking long?” Junsu mumbled as they waited for the lift to take them up. Changmin whispered, “Patience, baby.” using his sexy deep voice Junsu could never resist.
At last, the lift came. Kisses, dirty words, and acts of the near future echoed in the small lift. They both failed to see an older man, probably just as turned on as them, in the lift until they got to their stop.
“Go get um while you’re young, boys.” The man said and left. Changmin and Junsu snickered, arms behind each other’s waist and walked out.
“Ahh. It’s so nice.” Changmin sighed as he took in the breathtaking sight of Paris. It was already dark, and the tower gleamed with beauty, as well as the city.
“I’ll be back, babe.” Junsu said before sprinting across the Eiffel Tower. Changmin, confused at first, watched his lover disappear around the corner. “Okay…?” He mumbled before taking seat soaking in the ancient city.
He wished Junsu would hurry up already. He looked at his neglected, growing cock and frowned. Moments later, Junsu returned. “I think that guy stole our lube.”
“WHAT!?” Changmin blinked in disbelief.
“I know I had it. Damn that perverted bastard.”
“I am topping, no questions.” Changmin said wanting to avoid the dry, lube-less sex that was about to happen.
“No fucking way! You topped earlier! Plus, my pre-cum is thicker than yours.” Junsu winked, “Turn around!” He shoved Changmin around and wrapped his arms tightly around the younger man’s waist. “Call me hyung.”
“No way!” Changmin protests.
I’ll let you top if you call me ‘hyung’.” Junsu snickered. With much contemplation, Changmin decides, “Fine. Hy-”
“NO! Too late! Let’s go.” Junsu shouted, dragging Changmin away from the glass window. He pushed Changmin up against the wall and sent bruising kisses over tender lips.
Changmin got a handful of Junsu’s ass and squeezed it to his satisfaction. Their crotches grinding together, pulling each other to their full length. Their pants seemingly getting tighter by the second.
Changmin moaned a lazy “Fuck.” With nowhere to hide themselves, they were thankful that no one came to visit the Eiffel Tower at four in the morning.
Tables turned and Junsu was leaning against the wall, kneeling before an angry cock. He swirled his tongue from tip to base and back again lingering a bit at the slit.
Junsu enveloped his pink lips securely around Changmin. He let the tip of Changmin’s cock hit the back of his throat. The younger boy was hungry for more. He pushed in and out, thrusting into Junsu’s mouth.
“Fuck. I’m close.” Changmin moans, but Junsu has another plan. He detaches himself from Changmin.
“YAH! What the fuck! Why’d you do that!?” Changmin thoroughly frustrated, pouts.
“Patience, baby.” Junsu smiles and throws Changmin against the wall. Without much warning, a saliva slicked finger brushes past Changmin’s entrance. “Oh shit.” his breath hitches. After the moaning, whispering, and biting, Junsu has three fingers working nicely.
“Ohh, you greedy little boy.” Junsu says as he feels Changmin pushing himself onto his fingers. “More. Su. More.”
Junsu rubs his pre-cum over his cock, hoping it’ll be enough, and positions himself. He can feel Changmin’s muscles contract as he forces his way through. He sends kisses over Changmin’s exposed neck soothing the pain.
“Fuck.” Changmin lets out the breath he’s been holding. “Move.”
And on cue, Junsu thrusts at an unsympathetic speed. “You’re so fucking tight.”
“Bitch.” Changmin cries, shocked at the eagerness of his hyung. “Ungh. Ungh.” He moans in rhythm with Junsu’s thrusts.
“Couldn’t you have gone any faster?” Changmin moans sarcastically. But Junsu misses the whole ‘sarcastic’ part and thrusts even faster.
“Oh fuck!” Changmin grips the wall, holding himself. His hips bruising slightly from Junsu’s tight hold. A hand wraps around Changmin’s cock and moves in time with his thrusts.
Changmin throws his head back in sheer pleasure as Junsu presses against his prostate. He’s so close.
With one last scream of pleasure, Changmin’s coming - hard, and Junsu follows immediately. Spurts of sticky white fluid stream down Junsu’s hand and on the wall as he’s being filled with Junsu’s seeds.
Waves of pleasure shoot from their bodies. Junsu slowly thrusting through his orgasm, and stroking Changmin through his. In this bliss, in this moment, nothing felt this good.
Heavy breathing and panting echoed in the empty loft. “We did it.” Changmin breathes and flashes a gorgeous smile.
“Oh shit.” They mouth at the same time. They could hear footsteps in the distance. The scramble to pull and fasten their pants.
“Shit.” Junsu groans as his hand is still stained with sin.
“Aish. Hurry su!” Changmin whispers. And Junsu was nothing left to do but hurriedly wipe his hand against the wall.
The security makes his rounds. “Yah! Stop that!” He shouts, causing Changmin and Junsu to sprint into the lift and start making their way down before Security could stop them.
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Changmin’s covered in a thin layer of sweat as he sits up in his bed. “That’s it!” He eager wakes his boyfriend in the next bed.
“Su! Su! I’ve got it! You’re going to love this.”
“Mm…what…” Sleep claiming his thoughts.
“Eiffel Tower. Let’s fuck on the Eiffel Tower, babe!” Changmin whispers eagerly.
“WHAT!? No way!” Junsu shoots up, hair messy but still gorgeous. “Eiffel Tower!?”
“SHH!!!!” Changmin covers his boyfriend’s mouth and practically tackles him to his bed.
“Eiffel Tower?” Yunho mumbles as he rubs his eyes. Changmin and Junsu exchange glances, “What are you two up to, so early in the morning? And what about the Eiffel Tower?” he yawns getting rid of the sleep.
“Um..” Junsu starts.
“Well…It was just part of my dream I was telling-” Changmin tries to explain but is soon cut off.
“Min’s got this great idea of a photoshoot there.” He looks to his boyfriend and winks. Dreams do come true.
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For my bb, jaedonluv. :D Sorry if this isn't what you had in mind. :/
I have three finals tomorrow & two more on wednesday.
I'll ban myself from lj, till then. See you in a few days! :D
Length: Oneshot.
Rating: NC17.
WARNING!: Public Sex. ^_^
Pairing: Minsu.
Summary: They both knew public sex heightened their experience 100 times and counting. But who knew public sex could be heightened?
A/N: This is a requested fic. & also my explanation behind Bonjour Paris. XD ENJOY!
The familiar mixture of sweat and sex mingled perfectly through the cool air. Nothing could beat the exhilarating ride they put each other through, every single time. The places, the scenery, the excitement. They were unstoppable.
“Su! You’re fucking amazing.” Changmin kisses away the swollen lips and washes away all the remembrance of their previous acts. Chest heaving slightly, Junsu replies, “Only with you babe.” and gives a sexy wink before their lips met once again.
Of course their relationship started civil. They were probably the most civilized couple out there. There was the innocent, devirginizing bedroom sex. Which then lead to shower sex and other house areas. It didn’t take long before they were walking out of movie theaters and public restrooms looking raunchy with an extraordinary satisfactory smile plastered on their faces.
They both knew public sex heightened their experience 100 times and counting. But who knew public sex could be heightened?
---
“H-hey Changmin?” Junsu approached cautiously. Changmin looked with curious eyes. “You know where’s one place we hadn’t gone yet?”
Changmin instantly got excited. He knew what this meant - more sex.
Junsu was staring pass his head, mouth hanging wide open. Changmin looked behind him and there stood nothing different. “Su? Where?” Changmin opened his mouth ready to speak until he finally caught the jist of what Junsu was trying to say:
Eiffel Tower.
“SU!? ARE YOU NUTS!?” Changmin screams. First of all, they weren’t even in their home country, and second, well, it’s the damned Eiffel Tower.
Before he knew it, Junsu was dragging him towards the 1,063ft structure. He could tell his boyfriend was highly excited and already half hard. They stood beneath the Eiffel Tower staring up into the endless metal.
“Maybe this isn’t such a bad idea.” Changmin configures.
“Well? What the fucking hell are you waiting for!?” Junsu smirks already 20 feet ahead of the race. “Yah! Hurry up! I’m ho-” Junsu caught himself and looked around, embarrassed. Then he mouthed, “hor-ny” causing Changmin to burst in bundles of laughter. He ran over to his boyfriend.
“Shit. Why is this taking so fucking long?” Junsu mumbled as they waited for the lift to take them up. Changmin whispered, “Patience, baby.” using his sexy deep voice Junsu could never resist.
At last, the lift came. Kisses, dirty words, and acts of the near future echoed in the small lift. They both failed to see an older man, probably just as turned on as them, in the lift until they got to their stop.
“Go get um while you’re young, boys.” The man said and left. Changmin and Junsu snickered, arms behind each other’s waist and walked out.
“Ahh. It’s so nice.” Changmin sighed as he took in the breathtaking sight of Paris. It was already dark, and the tower gleamed with beauty, as well as the city.
“I’ll be back, babe.” Junsu said before sprinting across the Eiffel Tower. Changmin, confused at first, watched his lover disappear around the corner. “Okay…?” He mumbled before taking seat soaking in the ancient city.
He wished Junsu would hurry up already. He looked at his neglected, growing cock and frowned. Moments later, Junsu returned. “I think that guy stole our lube.”
“WHAT!?” Changmin blinked in disbelief.
“I know I had it. Damn that perverted bastard.”
“I am topping, no questions.” Changmin said wanting to avoid the dry, lube-less sex that was about to happen.
“No fucking way! You topped earlier! Plus, my pre-cum is thicker than yours.” Junsu winked, “Turn around!” He shoved Changmin around and wrapped his arms tightly around the younger man’s waist. “Call me hyung.”
“No way!” Changmin protests.
I’ll let you top if you call me ‘hyung’.” Junsu snickered. With much contemplation, Changmin decides, “Fine. Hy-”
“NO! Too late! Let’s go.” Junsu shouted, dragging Changmin away from the glass window. He pushed Changmin up against the wall and sent bruising kisses over tender lips.
Changmin got a handful of Junsu’s ass and squeezed it to his satisfaction. Their crotches grinding together, pulling each other to their full length. Their pants seemingly getting tighter by the second.
Changmin moaned a lazy “Fuck.” With nowhere to hide themselves, they were thankful that no one came to visit the Eiffel Tower at four in the morning.
Tables turned and Junsu was leaning against the wall, kneeling before an angry cock. He swirled his tongue from tip to base and back again lingering a bit at the slit.
Junsu enveloped his pink lips securely around Changmin. He let the tip of Changmin’s cock hit the back of his throat. The younger boy was hungry for more. He pushed in and out, thrusting into Junsu’s mouth.
“Fuck. I’m close.” Changmin moans, but Junsu has another plan. He detaches himself from Changmin.
“YAH! What the fuck! Why’d you do that!?” Changmin thoroughly frustrated, pouts.
“Patience, baby.” Junsu smiles and throws Changmin against the wall. Without much warning, a saliva slicked finger brushes past Changmin’s entrance. “Oh shit.” his breath hitches. After the moaning, whispering, and biting, Junsu has three fingers working nicely.
“Ohh, you greedy little boy.” Junsu says as he feels Changmin pushing himself onto his fingers. “More. Su. More.”
Junsu rubs his pre-cum over his cock, hoping it’ll be enough, and positions himself. He can feel Changmin’s muscles contract as he forces his way through. He sends kisses over Changmin’s exposed neck soothing the pain.
“Fuck.” Changmin lets out the breath he’s been holding. “Move.”
And on cue, Junsu thrusts at an unsympathetic speed. “You’re so fucking tight.”
“Bitch.” Changmin cries, shocked at the eagerness of his hyung. “Ungh. Ungh.” He moans in rhythm with Junsu’s thrusts.
“Couldn’t you have gone any faster?” Changmin moans sarcastically. But Junsu misses the whole ‘sarcastic’ part and thrusts even faster.
“Oh fuck!” Changmin grips the wall, holding himself. His hips bruising slightly from Junsu’s tight hold. A hand wraps around Changmin’s cock and moves in time with his thrusts.
Changmin throws his head back in sheer pleasure as Junsu presses against his prostate. He’s so close.
With one last scream of pleasure, Changmin’s coming - hard, and Junsu follows immediately. Spurts of sticky white fluid stream down Junsu’s hand and on the wall as he’s being filled with Junsu’s seeds.
Waves of pleasure shoot from their bodies. Junsu slowly thrusting through his orgasm, and stroking Changmin through his. In this bliss, in this moment, nothing felt this good.
Heavy breathing and panting echoed in the empty loft. “We did it.” Changmin breathes and flashes a gorgeous smile.
“Oh shit.” They mouth at the same time. They could hear footsteps in the distance. The scramble to pull and fasten their pants.
“Shit.” Junsu groans as his hand is still stained with sin.
“Aish. Hurry su!” Changmin whispers. And Junsu was nothing left to do but hurriedly wipe his hand against the wall.
The security makes his rounds. “Yah! Stop that!” He shouts, causing Changmin and Junsu to sprint into the lift and start making their way down before Security could stop them.
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Changmin’s covered in a thin layer of sweat as he sits up in his bed. “That’s it!” He eager wakes his boyfriend in the next bed.
“Su! Su! I’ve got it! You’re going to love this.”
“Mm…what…” Sleep claiming his thoughts.
“Eiffel Tower. Let’s fuck on the Eiffel Tower, babe!” Changmin whispers eagerly.
“WHAT!? No way!” Junsu shoots up, hair messy but still gorgeous. “Eiffel Tower!?”
“SHH!!!!” Changmin covers his boyfriend’s mouth and practically tackles him to his bed.
“Eiffel Tower?” Yunho mumbles as he rubs his eyes. Changmin and Junsu exchange glances, “What are you two up to, so early in the morning? And what about the Eiffel Tower?” he yawns getting rid of the sleep.
“Um..” Junsu starts.
“Well…It was just part of my dream I was telling-” Changmin tries to explain but is soon cut off.
“Min’s got this great idea of a photoshoot there.” He looks to his boyfriend and winks. Dreams do come true.
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For my bb, jaedonluv. :D Sorry if this isn't what you had in mind. :/
I have three finals tomorrow & two more on wednesday.
I'll ban myself from lj, till then. See you in a few days! :D