Join The Force
04. Join The Force-
Yoochun/Changmin, NC17; Smut
No secret lasts forever. Record.
a/n; it's been over 15 days since i've wrote fic. And well over 20 since i've written smut. so i'm getting back into it. :] Hehe. Enjoy.
“Yah!” Yoochun whispers, throwing his head back. His hips itch to thrust forward. “Yah! Changmin-ah!” He breathes, deep and harsh, “S-stop!” Changmin pretends he has no ears for Yoochun and continues.
He’s situated beneath Yoochun’s piano keyboard, on his knees, slowly sliding his tongue over Yoochun’s hard length. “I don’t want too. You taste good,” He mumbles surprisingly well with Yoochun’s cock between swollen pink lips.
Yoochun lets out a hearty, thick moan as vibrations shoot from his cock up his spine. “But your photo shoot. Ungh. You’re first tomorrow,” Yoochun squirms in his chair. Part of him wanted Changmin to stop and the other half wanting to venture down Changmin’s throat.
“What if,” he lets out a moan, “Yunho catches us?” Yoochun mumbles.
“So what?” Changmin grins, holding the base of Yoochun’s cock firmly as he forces the remaining flesh deep in his mouth. He pulls out extra slow, tonguing the underside where the tip meets shaft. Changmin teases the head, sensitive and red.
Mid-moan, perfect timing Yunho just great, Yunho knocks lightly and steps into the room, “Yoochun-ah,” He echoes, sleepily rubbing his eyes, “It’s past 2 in the morning, get some rest.”
Yoochun gasps and immediately begins to shuffle papers “Ohh. Yes.” He replies.
“Your schedule starts-“
Yoochun lets a long, surprised moan and it kind of wakes Yunho up but he’s honestly too tired to think of anything wrong. Changmin grins. He suddenly sucked furiously on the very tip of Yoochun’s cock and pumped the remaining visible shaft.
“-at 7am. Okay?” Yunho rubs his eyes once more, “YAH!” He blinks. Changmin freezes, cock still in mouth. Yoochun turns only his head, eyes wide.
“Are you and Changmin…” Yunho trails his question, while the two are completely frozen. Changmin’s already thinking of excuses and plots and things he could do to get out of this predicament.
“Nevermine. Hey! Is that my shirt?” Yunho reaches to the left and grabs his t-shirt. “Go to sleep,” he mumbles before closing the door behind him. Outside he shakes his head, “I swear they’re dating. Are they?” He cocks his head and shakes it once more. “Aish.” He scratches the back of his head in confusion and walks to his room, “Junsu-ah!” He calls out.
“Oh my gosh! That was freaking close, Changmin!” Yoochun scolds.
Changmin still has his lips wrapped around his cock. He looks up into Yoochun’s eyes and blinks.
“Stop it!” Yoochun jokes, “Not the eyes!” They both take time to laugh at his weakness. “Shut up!” Yoochun says playfully, “Just suck.” He relaxes.
Changmin puts a hand on Yoochun’s lower abdomen, the other holding the base of his cock.
“You’re so good sometimes. Always listening. Other times…” He smiles but soon his smile was replaces with a scrunched face as Changmin works his boyfriend to climax.
“Changmin-ah, I’m close. Stop. Get the tissue!” Yoochun tries to pull Changmin away but Changmin won’t budge. He motions with his hand that ‘it’s okay’.
“Changmin-ah!” Yoochun screams, unable to hold back his orgasm for much longer. Changmin picks up the pace and hollows his cheeks. Erotic slurping noises fill the room, “Euueehh!” Yoochun moans, one hand around the back of Changmin’s neck, the other holding himself against the chair.
Hot seeds spill into Changmin’s mouth. His face scrunches up as his throat works to swallow the waves of erratic spurts of cum flow into his mouth, meeting and greeting with his taste buds.
Yoochun’s hips gently buck into Changmin’s mouth feeding off of both their pleasures. He pants, relaxing, as his cock twitches in satisfaction.
Changmin has a small streak of cum line running down the corner of his mouth but swallowed majority. Yoochun leans down and cleans up Changmin’s face. His pink, pert tongue licking away all evidence and leaves a lingering kiss on his lips. He tastes parts of himself on Changmin’s tongue.
“You’re good,” Yoochun whispers; his voice was deep and filled with manliness. He smiles. “Thank you!” Changmin mumbles brightly and kisses Yoochun again.
Yunho barges in again, “Hey have you seen-“
His eyes widen as he catches Yoochun and Changmin mid-kiss. Yoochun and Changmin suddenly turn to their hyung. “BAH!” Yunho steps back and points at them “AH HA!”
“You guys are! You guys are!” He does a short victory dance. “I’m so happy!” He runs over to the couple.
“No! YUNHO! NO!” Yoochun and Changmin hold out their hands to prevent the leader to come.
“Ohh…” He looks down at Yoochun’s exposed cock and Changmin looks down in shame. “I’m sorry I interrupted,” He giggles
Yoochun rolls his eyes and zips himself up. “Shut up. We were done anyway,” Yoochun smiles, “Oh and,” He pauses. Yoochun stands up and whispers close in his ear, “If you tell Jaejoong and Junsu about this, I’ll tell Jaejoong what he found wasn’t mayonnaise on his bed.”
Yoochun winks. He grabs Changmin’s hand and they head off to finish what they’ve started leaving a shocked Yunho behind. “No secret lasts forever,” he shrugs and follows Yoochun and Changmin. “This’ll be good,” He holds up a camera.
Again, if there's a number next to the title, then I'm not cross-posting it. :] They'll remain public though ^__^
& I'm going sleep now. So if you were chatting w/me on my other post, I've deleted it ^___^ You can comment me here. thank you!
Yoochun/Changmin, NC17; Smut
No secret lasts forever. Record.
a/n; it's been over 15 days since i've wrote fic. And well over 20 since i've written smut. so i'm getting back into it. :] Hehe. Enjoy.
“Yah!” Yoochun whispers, throwing his head back. His hips itch to thrust forward. “Yah! Changmin-ah!” He breathes, deep and harsh, “S-stop!” Changmin pretends he has no ears for Yoochun and continues.
He’s situated beneath Yoochun’s piano keyboard, on his knees, slowly sliding his tongue over Yoochun’s hard length. “I don’t want too. You taste good,” He mumbles surprisingly well with Yoochun’s cock between swollen pink lips.
Yoochun lets out a hearty, thick moan as vibrations shoot from his cock up his spine. “But your photo shoot. Ungh. You’re first tomorrow,” Yoochun squirms in his chair. Part of him wanted Changmin to stop and the other half wanting to venture down Changmin’s throat.
“What if,” he lets out a moan, “Yunho catches us?” Yoochun mumbles.
“So what?” Changmin grins, holding the base of Yoochun’s cock firmly as he forces the remaining flesh deep in his mouth. He pulls out extra slow, tonguing the underside where the tip meets shaft. Changmin teases the head, sensitive and red.
Mid-moan, perfect timing Yunho just great, Yunho knocks lightly and steps into the room, “Yoochun-ah,” He echoes, sleepily rubbing his eyes, “It’s past 2 in the morning, get some rest.”
Yoochun gasps and immediately begins to shuffle papers “Ohh. Yes.” He replies.
“Your schedule starts-“
Yoochun lets a long, surprised moan and it kind of wakes Yunho up but he’s honestly too tired to think of anything wrong. Changmin grins. He suddenly sucked furiously on the very tip of Yoochun’s cock and pumped the remaining visible shaft.
“-at 7am. Okay?” Yunho rubs his eyes once more, “YAH!” He blinks. Changmin freezes, cock still in mouth. Yoochun turns only his head, eyes wide.
“Are you and Changmin…” Yunho trails his question, while the two are completely frozen. Changmin’s already thinking of excuses and plots and things he could do to get out of this predicament.
“Nevermine. Hey! Is that my shirt?” Yunho reaches to the left and grabs his t-shirt. “Go to sleep,” he mumbles before closing the door behind him. Outside he shakes his head, “I swear they’re dating. Are they?” He cocks his head and shakes it once more. “Aish.” He scratches the back of his head in confusion and walks to his room, “Junsu-ah!” He calls out.
“Oh my gosh! That was freaking close, Changmin!” Yoochun scolds.
Changmin still has his lips wrapped around his cock. He looks up into Yoochun’s eyes and blinks.
“Stop it!” Yoochun jokes, “Not the eyes!” They both take time to laugh at his weakness. “Shut up!” Yoochun says playfully, “Just suck.” He relaxes.
Changmin puts a hand on Yoochun’s lower abdomen, the other holding the base of his cock.
“You’re so good sometimes. Always listening. Other times…” He smiles but soon his smile was replaces with a scrunched face as Changmin works his boyfriend to climax.
“Changmin-ah, I’m close. Stop. Get the tissue!” Yoochun tries to pull Changmin away but Changmin won’t budge. He motions with his hand that ‘it’s okay’.
“Changmin-ah!” Yoochun screams, unable to hold back his orgasm for much longer. Changmin picks up the pace and hollows his cheeks. Erotic slurping noises fill the room, “Euueehh!” Yoochun moans, one hand around the back of Changmin’s neck, the other holding himself against the chair.
Hot seeds spill into Changmin’s mouth. His face scrunches up as his throat works to swallow the waves of erratic spurts of cum flow into his mouth, meeting and greeting with his taste buds.
Yoochun’s hips gently buck into Changmin’s mouth feeding off of both their pleasures. He pants, relaxing, as his cock twitches in satisfaction.
Changmin has a small streak of cum line running down the corner of his mouth but swallowed majority. Yoochun leans down and cleans up Changmin’s face. His pink, pert tongue licking away all evidence and leaves a lingering kiss on his lips. He tastes parts of himself on Changmin’s tongue.
“You’re good,” Yoochun whispers; his voice was deep and filled with manliness. He smiles. “Thank you!” Changmin mumbles brightly and kisses Yoochun again.
Yunho barges in again, “Hey have you seen-“
His eyes widen as he catches Yoochun and Changmin mid-kiss. Yoochun and Changmin suddenly turn to their hyung. “BAH!” Yunho steps back and points at them “AH HA!”
“You guys are! You guys are!” He does a short victory dance. “I’m so happy!” He runs over to the couple.
“No! YUNHO! NO!” Yoochun and Changmin hold out their hands to prevent the leader to come.
“Ohh…” He looks down at Yoochun’s exposed cock and Changmin looks down in shame. “I’m sorry I interrupted,” He giggles
Yoochun rolls his eyes and zips himself up. “Shut up. We were done anyway,” Yoochun smiles, “Oh and,” He pauses. Yoochun stands up and whispers close in his ear, “If you tell Jaejoong and Junsu about this, I’ll tell Jaejoong what he found wasn’t mayonnaise on his bed.”
Yoochun winks. He grabs Changmin’s hand and they head off to finish what they’ve started leaving a shocked Yunho behind. “No secret lasts forever,” he shrugs and follows Yoochun and Changmin. “This’ll be good,” He holds up a camera.
Again, if there's a number next to the title, then I'm not cross-posting it. :] They'll remain public though ^__^
& I'm going sleep now. So if you were chatting w/me on my other post, I've deleted it ^___^ You can comment me here. thank you!