I'M GONNA TURN PARK YOOCHUN GAY! 8D [2]
Title: I'M GONNA TURN PARK YOOCHUN GAY! 8D
Author: k_chan91
Disclaimer: If I did own Yoosu, I'd keep them in my pocket forever and ever
Pairing: Yoosu
Length: [2/4]
Genre: comedy, smut
Rating: PG-13/NC-17
Warnings: Sex, Language, Win!Min, Obnoxious title (Sorry. It had to be done u_u)
Summary: Kim Junsu is on a mission: Plan Gay. Living with his ultra sexy and irresistible roommate Park Yoochun has been playing cruel mind tricks on him that leave him just a little more than hot and bothered. And thus, he's made a decision to make the feeling mutual. Even if it kills him. But not all his schemes go exactly as planned.
Booty Call.
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Two
"This is why you have stomach problems."
"Eh?" Junsu almost didn't hear him through the slurp of noodles sliding between his lips.
Yoochun gazed at him across the table in awe with a half smile. "Your stomach ache earlier?"
Junsu almost dropped his chopsticks trying to remember. Oh yeah. That. "Oh yeah. That."
"Or wait. Maybe it's your eyes."
"Uh-huh." Slurp.
"Slow down!" Yoochun looked amused. He tossed a balled up napkin at the other. "You have stomach and eye pains because you eat too fast."
"Yep." Sluuuuurp. All done. "All done!"
Yoochun's eyes crinkled as he let out a full laugh and bent over the table slightly. Junsu's brain snapped to life. Maybe he should use this moment to grab Yoochun by the chin and kiss him gay. No, no. That's too forward. He'd scare the poor guy. He wanted to make Yoochun curious, not scarred for life.
And then he had another idea. Another ingenious idea.
"Hey, Chun. Wanna know how fast I can eat a fruit?" Junsu cocked an eyebrow and leaned forward suggestively.
Yoochun cocked his own eyebrow, still smiling. "I don't think you heard me the first time. Food, plus you, plus fast, equals bad."
Junsu pretended not to hear. He could imagine other things Yoochun could do with that mouth. "Hmmmm, what fruit should I use?"
"He's not listening." Yoochun held up his hands in amused exasperation.
Junsu licked his lips and reached across the table, swiping a banana out of Yoochun's plate before the other could protest. "How about this? Bananas are my favorite."
"I see," Yoochun took a sip of his orange juice.
"You have to time me, okay?" Junsu slowly peeled the yellow fruit, never taking his eyes off the man across the table.
Yoochun sat back lazily and held up his wrist above the table, eyeing his watch. "I don't see how force feeding yourself my banana has any merit but whatever."
With a lick of his lips and a tilt of his chin, Junsu prepared himself. "Okay. Ready? G--Wait! Stop!"
"I haven't started yet!"
"You have to watch me."
"Why?"
"Just do it."
"Can't I time you and watch you at the same time?"
"Just do it!"
He grumbled to himself briefly before complying and settling his eyes on Junsu and his banana. "Okay? Now go!"
Junsu grinned inwardly. Gotcha!
He took the bottom of the banana with two hands and tilted his chin upward slightly, allowing the other a good view of his neck as he did his magic.
Slowly, Junsu parted his lips and closed his eyes. His tongue darted out to flick the very tip of the fruit before taking the entire tip into his mouth and sucking wetly, running his tongue along the underside. Then he relaxed his throat muscles and went deep.
He was sure he'd taken almost three-quarters of the fruit into his mouth and he figured he still had room to go. Come on, Junsu. Put on a show!
Inch by inch, he pushed the bananas further into the wet cavern of his mouth, his lips wrapped eagerly around the fruit as his tongue traced figure eights. He almost stopped, satisfied with his work until an image of Yoochun's cock in his mouth appeared in his head.
His fingers tangled in Junsu's hair as he tried with waning control not to buck even further into Junsu's throat. Moaning and whimpering, hissing curses. And his head tilted up as the pleasure curled in his lower belly and released deep into Junsu's mouth.
Junsu shuddered and pressed more of the fruit into his mouth. Heh. If this didn't make Yoochun's cock jump, Junsu didn't know what would.
Junsu wondered briefly what Yoochun's face looked like right now. But he couldn't open his eyes in the middle of his performance. It would ruin the look of pure bliss he'd constructed on his face as he took the banana deep into his mouth. Oh yeah, Yoochun. Sucking on this banana looks fun, doesn't it? Want me to try it on your cock? Join the fun~
Satisfied, Junsu had almost considered his work done when he heard a short burst of laughter behind him. He had almost completed the thought, Well, what could be so funny, when someone bumped into his chair from behind. Hard.
"Junsu!"
While Junsu coughed and sputtered around the banana now clogging his throat, his life flashed before his eyes. Oh, middle school had been awkward. High school wasn't much better. But at least then he'd been able to snag the lead role in the school musical. Ha! Take that, Heechul! Your pretty face has nothing on my powerful voice and sparkling stage charisma.
In the meantime, the entire cafeteria gawked as Junsu teetered near death and Yoochun scrambled around to the other side of the table. When Yoochun wrapped his arms around Junsu's lower waist, he almost cried with glee. Yes! He's hugging me! I finally made Yoochun gay! And all it took was a little fruit porn and death. Awesome!
And then Yoochun jerked his fist beneath Junsu's bellybutton and all thoughts of merriment flew out the window as bits of banana flew out his mouth.
"Junsu, are you okay?" Yoochun cupped Junsu's cheeks with both hands and leaned in close, obvious concern pervading his features.
"Junsu! Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you? I didn't mean it. Changmin threw something at me and then I stumbled and then...I'm sorry!" Frantic, Yunho ran his hands through his hair and held tight to the scalp, his face turned ashen.
But Junsu's eyes stayed glued to Yoochun's. Only inches away from his own and the feeling of his hands on Junsu's face just about burned in the best way possible.
But it wasn't lust or desire that got Yoochun at his side, desperation in his eyes after imagining himself engulfed deep inside Junsu's mouth. It was the prospect that Junsu might very well have been in mortal peril. Dammit!
Junsu let his shoulders go slack. If the banana didn't work, then there was no hope. Who was he kidding? He couldn't turn a man gay in one day. Or even a week. A month. Junsu would just have to live with that.
And he'd have to live with Yoochun for the rest of the year, waking up with boners and leaving cum stains on the bathroom door. Dammit, dammit!
"I'm fine." Junsu whimpered in a small voice, pulling away slightly. The feeling of Yoochun's hands leaving his face almost stung.
Yoochun let out a breath he must have been holding and smiled wide, shaking his head. "Don't scare me like that. You know how fucked I'd be if I lost you? I'd have to get a new roommate."
Junsu tried to fake a laugh but all that came out was a slew of coughs and more banana residue. Sexy.
In almost brotherly warmth, Yoochun smiled and rubbed Junsu's shoulder comfortingly. Then his eyes crinkled in restrained amusement. "You might want to get that."
"What?" Junsu mumbled.
Yoochun pointed. At Junsu's face. "That."
Now Junsu was alarmed. "What?!"
Biting his lip, Yoochun reached out for Junsu's face. No, his mouth. Pressed his thumb into the corner of Junsu's mouth and swiped away a bit of banana oozing out of his mouth. Oh definitely sexy.
"That." The other held up his thumb for Junsu to see as if he wanted to witness evidence of his embarrassment in the form of banana slobber running down his chin.
Junsu was in the middle of blushing like a tomato until he watched Yoochun chuckle, take his thumb and dip it inside his own mouth, swirling his tongue around the digit like it was candy. Amazing banana and Yoochun-flavored candy.
Yoochun gave a friendly smile as if nothing were abso-fucking-lutely, mind-twistingly hot while Junsu gawked and ignored the sounds of Yunho patting his back and asking if he were okay.
He took his thumb out of his mouth with a pop and looked at Junsu jokingly. "Stole back some of my banana. Don't touch my food, Kim."
As Yoochun turned to saunter back to his side of the table, Junsu spun around, almost twisting his own neck out of place in the process and stubbing Yunho's toe with his chair. His eyes didn't have to search long before he found who he was looking for sitting comfortably at the table right behind his own.
"Changmin!" He hissed.
Changmin glanced back with at him with a lift of his eyebrows, one hand on an open textbook and the other hovering around his plate stacked with food.
Junsu wracked his brain for something to say, something to let him know. Instead, he broke into the biggest, dorkiest grin he'd only let his best friend see and gave a quick thumbs up.
Changmin lowered one eyebrow, leaving the other raised high near his hairline. He sat back, wordlessly picked up his textbook and put it in front of his face.
Junsu would take that as an, "Alright, Su man! You're doing goooood!"
Junsu turned back to his own table just as Yoochun had sat down while Yunho limped out of the cafeteria. Junsu spent the rest of lunch watching Yoochun eat and picturing all his eating utensils as his own body, allowing Yoochun to pick tiny morsels of his food right off of Junsu's lower abdomen.
Mmmm, yummy.
There was still hope.
Junsu grinned stupidly, contemplating his possible future with a newly gay and very hot roommate and oh, did it look absolutely glorious.
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Author: k_chan91
Disclaimer: If I did own Yoosu, I'd keep them in my pocket forever and ever
Pairing: Yoosu
Length: [2/4]
Genre: comedy, smut
Rating: PG-13/NC-17
Warnings: Sex, Language, Win!Min, Obnoxious title (Sorry. It had to be done u_u)
Summary: Kim Junsu is on a mission: Plan Gay. Living with his ultra sexy and irresistible roommate Park Yoochun has been playing cruel mind tricks on him that leave him just a little more than hot and bothered. And thus, he's made a decision to make the feeling mutual. Even if it kills him. But not all his schemes go exactly as planned.
Booty Call.
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Two
"This is why you have stomach problems."
"Eh?" Junsu almost didn't hear him through the slurp of noodles sliding between his lips.
Yoochun gazed at him across the table in awe with a half smile. "Your stomach ache earlier?"
Junsu almost dropped his chopsticks trying to remember. Oh yeah. That. "Oh yeah. That."
"Or wait. Maybe it's your eyes."
"Uh-huh." Slurp.
"Slow down!" Yoochun looked amused. He tossed a balled up napkin at the other. "You have stomach and eye pains because you eat too fast."
"Yep." Sluuuuurp. All done. "All done!"
Yoochun's eyes crinkled as he let out a full laugh and bent over the table slightly. Junsu's brain snapped to life. Maybe he should use this moment to grab Yoochun by the chin and kiss him gay. No, no. That's too forward. He'd scare the poor guy. He wanted to make Yoochun curious, not scarred for life.
And then he had another idea. Another ingenious idea.
"Hey, Chun. Wanna know how fast I can eat a fruit?" Junsu cocked an eyebrow and leaned forward suggestively.
Yoochun cocked his own eyebrow, still smiling. "I don't think you heard me the first time. Food, plus you, plus fast, equals bad."
Junsu pretended not to hear. He could imagine other things Yoochun could do with that mouth. "Hmmmm, what fruit should I use?"
"He's not listening." Yoochun held up his hands in amused exasperation.
Junsu licked his lips and reached across the table, swiping a banana out of Yoochun's plate before the other could protest. "How about this? Bananas are my favorite."
"I see," Yoochun took a sip of his orange juice.
"You have to time me, okay?" Junsu slowly peeled the yellow fruit, never taking his eyes off the man across the table.
Yoochun sat back lazily and held up his wrist above the table, eyeing his watch. "I don't see how force feeding yourself my banana has any merit but whatever."
With a lick of his lips and a tilt of his chin, Junsu prepared himself. "Okay. Ready? G--Wait! Stop!"
"I haven't started yet!"
"You have to watch me."
"Why?"
"Just do it."
"Can't I time you and watch you at the same time?"
"Just do it!"
He grumbled to himself briefly before complying and settling his eyes on Junsu and his banana. "Okay? Now go!"
Junsu grinned inwardly. Gotcha!
He took the bottom of the banana with two hands and tilted his chin upward slightly, allowing the other a good view of his neck as he did his magic.
Slowly, Junsu parted his lips and closed his eyes. His tongue darted out to flick the very tip of the fruit before taking the entire tip into his mouth and sucking wetly, running his tongue along the underside. Then he relaxed his throat muscles and went deep.
He was sure he'd taken almost three-quarters of the fruit into his mouth and he figured he still had room to go. Come on, Junsu. Put on a show!
Inch by inch, he pushed the bananas further into the wet cavern of his mouth, his lips wrapped eagerly around the fruit as his tongue traced figure eights. He almost stopped, satisfied with his work until an image of Yoochun's cock in his mouth appeared in his head.
His fingers tangled in Junsu's hair as he tried with waning control not to buck even further into Junsu's throat. Moaning and whimpering, hissing curses. And his head tilted up as the pleasure curled in his lower belly and released deep into Junsu's mouth.
Junsu shuddered and pressed more of the fruit into his mouth. Heh. If this didn't make Yoochun's cock jump, Junsu didn't know what would.
Junsu wondered briefly what Yoochun's face looked like right now. But he couldn't open his eyes in the middle of his performance. It would ruin the look of pure bliss he'd constructed on his face as he took the banana deep into his mouth. Oh yeah, Yoochun. Sucking on this banana looks fun, doesn't it? Want me to try it on your cock? Join the fun~
Satisfied, Junsu had almost considered his work done when he heard a short burst of laughter behind him. He had almost completed the thought, Well, what could be so funny, when someone bumped into his chair from behind. Hard.
"Junsu!"
While Junsu coughed and sputtered around the banana now clogging his throat, his life flashed before his eyes. Oh, middle school had been awkward. High school wasn't much better. But at least then he'd been able to snag the lead role in the school musical. Ha! Take that, Heechul! Your pretty face has nothing on my powerful voice and sparkling stage charisma.
In the meantime, the entire cafeteria gawked as Junsu teetered near death and Yoochun scrambled around to the other side of the table. When Yoochun wrapped his arms around Junsu's lower waist, he almost cried with glee. Yes! He's hugging me! I finally made Yoochun gay! And all it took was a little fruit porn and death. Awesome!
And then Yoochun jerked his fist beneath Junsu's bellybutton and all thoughts of merriment flew out the window as bits of banana flew out his mouth.
"Junsu, are you okay?" Yoochun cupped Junsu's cheeks with both hands and leaned in close, obvious concern pervading his features.
"Junsu! Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you? I didn't mean it. Changmin threw something at me and then I stumbled and then...I'm sorry!" Frantic, Yunho ran his hands through his hair and held tight to the scalp, his face turned ashen.
But Junsu's eyes stayed glued to Yoochun's. Only inches away from his own and the feeling of his hands on Junsu's face just about burned in the best way possible.
But it wasn't lust or desire that got Yoochun at his side, desperation in his eyes after imagining himself engulfed deep inside Junsu's mouth. It was the prospect that Junsu might very well have been in mortal peril. Dammit!
Junsu let his shoulders go slack. If the banana didn't work, then there was no hope. Who was he kidding? He couldn't turn a man gay in one day. Or even a week. A month. Junsu would just have to live with that.
And he'd have to live with Yoochun for the rest of the year, waking up with boners and leaving cum stains on the bathroom door. Dammit, dammit!
"I'm fine." Junsu whimpered in a small voice, pulling away slightly. The feeling of Yoochun's hands leaving his face almost stung.
Yoochun let out a breath he must have been holding and smiled wide, shaking his head. "Don't scare me like that. You know how fucked I'd be if I lost you? I'd have to get a new roommate."
Junsu tried to fake a laugh but all that came out was a slew of coughs and more banana residue. Sexy.
In almost brotherly warmth, Yoochun smiled and rubbed Junsu's shoulder comfortingly. Then his eyes crinkled in restrained amusement. "You might want to get that."
"What?" Junsu mumbled.
Yoochun pointed. At Junsu's face. "That."
Now Junsu was alarmed. "What?!"
Biting his lip, Yoochun reached out for Junsu's face. No, his mouth. Pressed his thumb into the corner of Junsu's mouth and swiped away a bit of banana oozing out of his mouth. Oh definitely sexy.
"That." The other held up his thumb for Junsu to see as if he wanted to witness evidence of his embarrassment in the form of banana slobber running down his chin.
Junsu was in the middle of blushing like a tomato until he watched Yoochun chuckle, take his thumb and dip it inside his own mouth, swirling his tongue around the digit like it was candy. Amazing banana and Yoochun-flavored candy.
Yoochun gave a friendly smile as if nothing were abso-fucking-lutely, mind-twistingly hot while Junsu gawked and ignored the sounds of Yunho patting his back and asking if he were okay.
He took his thumb out of his mouth with a pop and looked at Junsu jokingly. "Stole back some of my banana. Don't touch my food, Kim."
As Yoochun turned to saunter back to his side of the table, Junsu spun around, almost twisting his own neck out of place in the process and stubbing Yunho's toe with his chair. His eyes didn't have to search long before he found who he was looking for sitting comfortably at the table right behind his own.
"Changmin!" He hissed.
Changmin glanced back with at him with a lift of his eyebrows, one hand on an open textbook and the other hovering around his plate stacked with food.
Junsu wracked his brain for something to say, something to let him know. Instead, he broke into the biggest, dorkiest grin he'd only let his best friend see and gave a quick thumbs up.
Changmin lowered one eyebrow, leaving the other raised high near his hairline. He sat back, wordlessly picked up his textbook and put it in front of his face.
Junsu would take that as an, "Alright, Su man! You're doing goooood!"
Junsu turned back to his own table just as Yoochun had sat down while Yunho limped out of the cafeteria. Junsu spent the rest of lunch watching Yoochun eat and picturing all his eating utensils as his own body, allowing Yoochun to pick tiny morsels of his food right off of Junsu's lower abdomen.
Mmmm, yummy.
There was still hope.
Junsu grinned stupidly, contemplating his possible future with a newly gay and very hot roommate and oh, did it look absolutely glorious.
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