The Thin Line Between Love & Hate 6/?
i. story by: hydraheiress
ii. character/pairing: yunjae, yoochun, junsu, heechul, siwon
iii. genre: romance, humor, drama, fluff, hurt/comfort, highschool
iv. length: chaptered|series
v. rating: nc-17
vi. summary: Yunho hated everything there was to Jaejoong's existence. Or did he really?
vii. chapters: [01] | [02] | [03] | [04] | [05] |
chapter six
When he had woken up and was instantly seeing Jaejoong’s beautiful face first thing in the morning, Yunho was quite sure he had died and gone to heaven, no matter how cheesy and corny it sounded. Jaejoong sure was turning him into a bleeding sap. But Yunho couldn’t be bothered by that realization just yet. He simply felt content and had wanted to stay snuggled up with Jaejoong forever.
But then he felt something sliding up and down his thigh. All traces of sleep deserted him. Yunho blinked, making sure that he was feeling what he thought he was feeling. Then his eyes widened at what he heard next. Jaejoong was moaning his name in his sleep.
“You don’t have to act like it’s a bad thing.” Yunho reasoned. “It’s perfectly normal. Especially when a warm body is next to you.”
Jaejoong’s head remained lowered. He was biting at his bottom lip, gripping the sheets tightly on his lap.
Yunho rubbed at his temples in exasperation. As soon as the butler left after reminding them about the project that their Professor Heechul had given, (and why was Siwon-sshi smirking by the way?) Jaejoong had never made eye contact ever since.
After going to the bathroom to wash their faces and brush their teeth, as Jaejoong insisted to keep facing his back to him, grumbling under his breath, reprimanding his Joongie junior to go down and stop being such a raging horny prick, they already went back inside the bedroom and yet Jaejoong still continued to ignore his existence. And frankly it was annoying the holy hell out of him.
"Would you stop being a twit and look at me?"
How the hell am I supposed to do that? Jaejoong inwardly seethed, hands balling into fists.
Yunho couldn't possibly understand shit about what he was going through! Normal, he says? Well, news flash! He wasn’t the one having a wet dream, waking up to a hard on and was rubbing it against him while Siwon-hyung stood by their bedside watching!
And the fact that he had a wet dream about Yunho was already embarrassing as it was. How was he supposed to look at him straight in the eye? Just the other night he was the one accusing him of being a pervert and now it turned out that he was the pervert!
Argh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck it! He's never going to let me live this down. I just know it!
"Hey! I told you it's completely normal. Stop being so dramatic."
"I'm not being dramatic!" Jaejoong snapped, mentally shooting daggers at nothing in particular.
He had tried so hard to ease down his hormones, hoping that the lust would go away if he kept thinking of all sorts of disgusting things while he was busy brushing his teeth. But with Yunho being too close for comfort, it was a battle he couldn't win. His scent, the little touches that he loved to shower him with, and the very image looking back at him from the mirror only made his erection worse.
Clutching the sheets tighter, Jaejoong hissed. Having not reached his orgasm was putting him and his crotch in immense pain.
Suddenly, Yunho was in his line of vision. He knelt in front of him, placing both arms on either side of his lap as he looked at him with that grin plastered across his kissable mouth. Jaejoong blanched. He didn't just thought that about Yunho so early in the morning!
"Say... Jaejoongie." Yunho murmured, swiftly pulling the covers from his lap before he could protest or yelp in surprise.
Jaejoong's eyes widened as saucers as he quickly folded his knees up to shield his raging bulge. "Y-Yah!"
But it was too late.
Yunho already slithered forward, nestling his body in between his thighs, voice husky. "Want me to help you with that problem?"
"N-n-no." Jaejoong stammered, back colliding with the propped pillows by the bed post, his fingers grasping the sheets in attempt to cover himself again. But Yunho was faster. Grabbing Jaejoong's hands, he pinned him down, gripping both wrists over his head.
Gliding against Jaejoong's frame, Yunho whispered against his lips. "Are you sure? I don't mind giving you a blowjob."
Jaejoong gulped, the mental image of Yunho between his legs making his cock jump in anticipation. "I-I can t-take care of myself."
"But it's my fault isn't it?" Yunho eyed him seductively, tongue swiping across his bottom lip. "That you're in this predicament."
The tentative touch of their lips had Jaejoong begging for more. He wanted to kiss him, catch that pink tongue in between his teeth. But he held himself back. Yet still, he felt his cheeks burst into red hot flames. He might deny it all he wanted, but Yunho was right.
His night had been filled of erotic dreams, of how they kissed with so much fiery passion, of how their sweaty naked bodies moved in tempo, rocking back and forth, wanton moans and groans leaving their abused lungs, skin flushed pink as Jaejoong was reduced to screaming louder and louder with each fierce onslaught from Yunho as he slammed into him faster, harder, deeper and oh fuck it.
Jaejoong gasped, unconsciously thrusting his hips up to meet with Yunho's own. Such mindblowing visuals. He wanted to come so bad but having Yunho around, he didn't think he could stand an embarrassment the size of Han River. How did things turn out like this?
Yunho was turning him into a pervert. This was bad. This was really, really, really bad.
"Your body's practically begging for me to touch it." Yunho hotly whispered, licking the thin sheen of sweat decorating Jaejoong's neck. He pressed down on him, their groins meeting as Yunho began rubbing their clothed erections together in circles.
Jaejoong couldn't help but whimper, teeth sinking on his bottom lip from the delicious friction. Oh god that feels so good.
"You like this don't you Jaejoong?" Yunho sensually asked, breath ghosting over his ear before biting at the pinkish lobe.
The denial was at the tip of Jaejoong's tongue. But to his distress, a moan was what came out of his mouth instead. "N-nghh."
Licking the shell of his ear, Yunho blew a soft breath against the sensitive flesh.
Jaejoong's eyes drifted shut, feeling shivers course through his spine and to every fiber of his body. His heart was pounding, breathing pattern getting erratic. Then another gasp was tore out of him when Yunho began rutting hard against his stiff clothed member.
Hot and heavy desire exploded in Jaejoong's veins at the gratifying contact. "Agh, please!"
Yunho paused in his grinding motions. "Please what Joongie?"
"Shit! Don't stop." Jaejoong panted, hips thrusting upward to meet Yunho's.
"What do you want me to do? Just ask me."
"I-I..."
"Say it."
Jaejoong opened his eyes and looked up into Yunho's half-lidded ones. He could see the want and need in those almond orbs in waves. But he could feel something new about this situation too. He could feel that Yunho was just as hard. The erection gliding against his own was obvious enough. But he wasn't doing anything other than rubbing against him. Whereas Yunho didn't wait for his consent when he gave him a handjob in the school's parking lot, this time it's different, it was like he was waiting for Jaejoong's go signal.
"Jaejoong..." Yunho's voice came out in a ragged gasp, an indication that he wasn't that in control over his body either. "Say it."
He wasn't sure what Yunho wanted him to say, or why he had to say it out loud but he already had a vague notion. By any chance, did Yunho want to hear his acceptance? Did he want this thing that was happening between them right now be of shared consent?
They were friends now right? And maybe this time, Jaejoong could give him what he wanted without having to act like he was being forced. Because truth be told, just the thought of sharing something this intimate with Yunho was already making the blood pump wildly in his veins and the desire in his heart and body to increase tenfold. Yunho need not force him, he already won.
Gazing into Yunho's eyes, Jaejoong leaned in and claimed his parted mouth. He didn't care anymore. It was already clear that he wanted this just as much. Preferably more. Pulling back he whimpered, lower lip trembling. "Please Yunho... make me cum."
Letting go of Jaejoong's arms, Yunho swooped down and locked their lips in a searing kiss. "That was just what I wanted to hear."
Before Jaejoong could reciprocate the kiss, in one swift motion, Yunho was already slithering down his body and was forcibly pulling his pajamas bottoms out of his legs. After throwing the material across the room, he settled back in between Jaejoong's thighs.
Fisting the base of his length, Yunho licked and lapped up the pre-cum that drizzled out the slit.
"A-ahhh, ahh." Jaejoong's back arched, eyes sliping shut as he cried out in pleasure.
Kissing the underside of Jaejoong's cock, Yunho licked him up and down, from base to tip before closing his lips around the head. Jaejoong moaned, mouth-half parting in a cry as he clawed at the sheets, the incredible heat driving him crazy. "Y-yunho."
Taking him deep into his mouth, Yunho began bobbing up and down his length.
"O-oh fuck! Fuck!"
Cursing sure was becoming a bad habit of Jaejoong, but Yunho liked seeing and hearing that side of him. He bobbed faster, emitting wet slurping sounds as he caressed the beauty's inner thigh.
Head thrown back, Jaejoong's body quivered with intense pleasure as he carded his fingers through Yunho's dark-brown strands, moans and groans rising with each bobbing motion from the other man. Yunho winced a bit from the harsh pull of his fingers, but he didn't mind; instead, it only made him bob faster.
Jaejoong's legs spread wider open, seeing spots behind his eyelids as Yunho kept working on his length. Each fervent sucking teetering him closer to climax.
Yunho groaned, cock straining against his own pajama, the other's pleasure-filled voice driving him crazy just as much. Quickly, he reached a free hand inside his pants and began stroking himself in time with his sucks on Jaejoong's length. Yunho bared his teeth, nipping, grazing at a vein in time with licks with every up and down pace. With his left hand, he fondled Jaejoong's sacs, massaging the two globes while his mouth did it's magic, his right hand just as busy as he pleasured himself with fervent pumps.
Yunho changed the angle of his sucking and suddenly Jaejoong felt the head of his cock hitting the back of Yunho's throat. He loudly moaned, whole body wrung tight, toes curling as he gripped impossibly tighter on Yunho's hair. "Ah shit! Yunho, I'm coming!" he came violently, spilling everything into Yunho's willing mouth. His back slumped against the soft pillows as he panted, cock quivering as it continued to pulse, releasing it's remaining seed on Yunho's warm cavern.
Yunho swallowed as much as he could before pulling back, droplets of semen trickling down the corner of his lips. His right hand didn't falter in pumping his cock, willing himself to reach his own orgasm but it wasn't happening. Quickly, he crawled up Jaejoong's body and cupped the side of his face, making him taste himself, kissing him with tongues and teeth as he began rubbing against him.
"Fuck!" Yunho cursed as he pulled back an inch. "It's not enough. Jaejoong, touch me."
The desperation in Yunho's voice and the warm, stiff cock grinding against him served to wrench Jaejoong out of his daze. His eyes comically widened in dawning realization. Yunho hasn't reached his release yet. And he was asking for Jaejoong to touch him, but he didn't know how to pleasure another man. What if Yunho didn't like it?
"Just do it the way you touch yourself." Yunho all but pleaded as he rasped out. "Come on Joongie."
Jaejoong didn't think he could seriously do it. He's never touched anyone else's length than his, but one glance at Yunho's flushed face, the decision made came surprisingly easy. After taking a deep breath, Jaejoong chewed at his bottom lip then slowly nodded his head. "Okay."
Hand reaching down to Yunho's erection, he curled his fingers around the hard shaft. Jaejoong gulped. Damn, Yunho felt bigger from what he remembered the previous night. Shy and blushing red, he grazed the dripping slit with the pad of his thumb then began his strokes on the sensitive length.
The sharp intake of breath and Yunho's whimper made him think that he was somewhat doing a good job. "A-am I doing this okay?"
"Shit, Jaejoong." Yunho panted against his mouth. "It's more... than... okay. Just... do it... hahh, hahh, faster."
Gaining more confidence with the way Yunho was getting breathless under his attention, Jaejoong gripped him tighter and upped the pace of his strokes. Sweat trickled down the side of Yunho's face, falling into his flushed cheeks. Seeing such lust-filled eyes and red panting lips, Jaejoong developed the strongest urge to kiss him to within an inch of his life.
Pumping him furiously with his right hand, Jaejoong grabbed the back of Yunho's neck with the other and pulled him down for a deep, passionate kiss, finally letting himself go as he gave in to his desires, leaving all of his inhibitions behind. The bitter-sweet taste of his cum still lingered in Yunho's mouth, a reminder of how much pleasure Yunho had given him.
Jaejoong's strokes became fierce as he practically devoured Yunho's lips and tongue with fervent sucking, biting and nibbling.
Moan after moan left Yunho's throat as he kept grinding just as furiously into Jaejoong's pumping hand. He pulled back to catch his breath, eyes boring into the beauty's own as he writhed, face painted with so much pleasure. "Ahh, fuck Jaejoong. I can't... take it-" Yunho's eyes fluttered close, shivers coursing up and down his spine as hot, thick ribbons of cum burst in between them, shattering him completely. Instantaneously, he fell onto Jaejoong's waiting body in a panting, breathless mess.
Jaejoong pulled his hand out of Yunho's pajamas and let it drop to his side, the sticky liquid sliding down his fingers. Seconds turned into minutes as they lay tangled against each other, nothing but the harsh intakes of breath the only noise present between them.
Eventually, Yunho braced himself on his arms. He lovingly gazed down Jaejoong's flushed face and into those onxy orbs. His dreams before of Jaejoong touching him, kissing him so hard as if he didn't want it to end, it was nothing compared to this.
Because this, the happiness and fulfillment he felt at this very moment couldn't be put into words. They held each other's eyes for some time until Jaejoong reached out a hand and pulled Yunho back down to his chest. He should be freaking out. It was the logical thing to do. But really since when did logic apply to him whenever Jung Yunho was concerned?
Burying his face on the crook of Jaejoong's neck, Yunho let out a soft sigh as he began to lazily nuzzle the smooth skin. Jaejoong just smiled, wrapping his arms around Yunho's shoulders, simply content of embracing him.
However, they couldn't stay in bed forever. Eventually, they had to get up.
Despite the realization of what they had done, the awkwardness seemed nonexistent, and yet Jaejoong couldn’t help but still blush like a girl when Yunho proceeded to strip himself bare right in front of his eyes, paying no mind to the drying cum trickling down his firm stomach. Jaejoong forced to swallow a lump stuck in his throat. Why did he find that so fucking sexy?
Yunho suddenly jumped on the bed and began insisting that they took a bath together causing for Jaejoong's blatant ogling to be interrupted. He glared halfheartedly as he shook his head in firm refusal, grumbling that no matter how much Yunho pouted, he wasn’t going to change his mind. However, the insufferable bad ass dork refused to give in.
"Jaejoongie." Yunho said, grinning like an idiot and somehow, Jaejoong knew that he had something decidedly evil up his sleeve. His suspicions were proved right in a millisecond. Jaejoong yelped in surprise, spluttering when he was suddenly carried bridal style.
"Yah! Put me down!" Jaejoong heatedly protested as he struggled within the other man’s arms. But Yunho just laughed, sticking out his tongue at him as he jogged to the bathroom.
“Nope, we’re going to take a bath together.”
“I said no.”
“Well, I want to. So tough.”
It was Jaejoong’s turn to pout as he whined. “Yunho-yahhhhh put me down.”
Yunho grinned. “You’re so cute when you do that. Makes me want to eat you up again.”
Jaejoong flushed, swatting him lightly on the head.“Yah!”
“What?” Yunho smirked, winking. “You know you like it.”
Jaejoong snorted, rolling his eyes at the other's leer but could quite stop the smile forming on his lips. Oh there was no use arguing. He didn't think he really was that opposed to the idea anyway.
Suffice it to say, Yunho's hands never know when to quit and Jaejoong experienced his second blowjob during the duration of their bath and so it was the dork who came out victorious in the end. When it was time for breakfast, his legs still felt like melted goo. He entirely put the blame on Yunho. The adorable horny freak.
[07]
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A/N: Crappy, short, smut chapter. Not much progress yet but I hope you guys remain patient. I'm sorry for the delay. I'm constantly tired cause of the cat disease, so I only take an hour in front of the pc at most. And I'm sorry to everyone who got worried about me deleting my LJ. I just had such a crappy week and I came across something that pushed me to breaking point. But I'm okay now. Comments are loved and greatly appreciated =)