[FIC] Suit Me (1/1)
Title: Suit Me (1/1)
Author: kam2452
Pairing: Jun Jin/Andy
Rating: R
Inspiration: Throw My Fist Music Video
Summary: The white suit had been an excellent idea, stupendous really, probably the best idea anyone in the world had ever had since Andy had met Jun Jin.
Author's Note: Birthday fic for my Dulce umma andyoppa <3 Happy Birthday~!!!! ^^
When Eric had stepped out of the dressing room first, decked out in white suit and black undershirt, but with that long hair slicked back, Andy had called him a yakuza. It was a word he’d recently come upon in his endeavors to learn another language by reading Japanese manga online. Eric had winked in response, a flirtatious smirk on his lips he used on the fans that had Andy making gagging sounds even as Hyesung stepped out next. In an instant, Andy was forgotten as Eric went over to his best friend and fawned over how princely he looked in his own white suit. Minwoo and Dongwan appeared then, both in black suits fussing over whether or not to leave their suit jackets open, or buttoned up. Andy shook his head, saying nothing as their smallest team members turned to one another with matching smiles.
A laugh from the dressing room, one of the female stylists, had Andy’s head turning just before Jun Jin stepped out hair styled in a way that Andy wanted to call him baby yakuza, but the words died on his lips when the others confident grin greeted him.
Andy laughed in an effort to hide the growing blush on his cheeks and looked away.
When the final shot was done, Andy released a sigh of relief.
They’d get to change soon.
Jun Jin would get to change soon.
He glanced at said person from the corner of his eye, and had to hold in a grimace. Jun Jin had fallen asleep in one of the chairs while they waited for Eric and Dongwan to finish filming the parking lot scene. It was easy to see his suit was well on its way to wrinkling and creasing in awkward places, but the effect from that morning was still in full effect much to Andy’s dismay. He purposely ignored the loosened tie, and the top three buttons Jun Jin had unbuttoned before napping. Although, it proved pointless when Jun Jin started mumbling in his sleep, describing very personal things he’d like to do to a certain someone.
Andy blushed and looked around, making sure no one had overheard. They were along as they could be with all the staff focused on finishing the music video on the other side of the underground parking lot. He absently rubbed at his thighs, his legs were starting to ache from standing, but he wanted to hold on to today’s character just a bit longer. It definitely wasn’t because Jun Jin had complimented him in between filming. He rolled his head, hissing when the stiff muscles unclenched somewhat. He looked back to Jun Jin, fully expecting him to be deep in sleep, only to startle at the dark eyes staring right back, a mischievous look on his face that could only spell trouble for Andy.
“Did you have a nice nap?”
“I had a good dream.” He blinked cutely, and Andy fidgeted next to him, recalling the mumbled promises. “The real thing’s much better though,” the grin accompanying his words was sly. The heat in his eyes igniting warmth inside Andy that was all too familiar.
Shaking his head, Andy tried to ignore it, “They’ll be done soon. Then we’ll be able to change.”
Jun Jin nodded, raising his arms above his head as he stretched. “It’s a pity to change without some fun.”
Andy raised an eyebrow, unsure of what he meant. Jun Jin’s unbuttoned shirt was slipping open, displaying more skin than Andy cared to see while in public, and causing him to look away.
Seeing the distraction, Jun Jin took the opportunity to grab him by the waist and pull him onto his lap. Arms locking around Andy’s waist and holding tight as he rested his chin on Andy’s shoulder, a pleased smile overtaking his features at having the other so close.
“Let go,” Andy pulled at his grasp, pinching the skin of Jun Jin’s arms. His eyes locked up to make sure they were still relatively alone, too aware that they could be discovered any moment. Jun Jin winced into his ear, and Andy grinned only for his mouth to fall open in an inaudible gasp when a wet tongue slid up the side of his neck.
He swallowed hard, pulling harder at the arms around him. Jun Jin was making little groans right into his ear as he licked and bit at the skin he could reach. Andy tried hard to ignore his advances, but Jun Jin's persistence and the growing bulge he could feel against his ass made it literally hard to do so. He tried to force himself to stand, but the lack of leverage from his feet not quite reaching the ground made that impossible.
Jun Jin pulled him flush against him, holding Andy down with one arm while he used his free hand to pull at Andy’s legs until the other had no choice but to spread them on either side of Jun Jin’s, or pull a muscle.
Andy renewed his struggles; the fabric now stretched tight over his crotch wasn't going to hide much if this teasing continued.
Jun Jin let his free arm drape casually over Andy’s lap, forearm resting against Andy’s cock. Andy stiffened; hands immediately moving to take the others arm away only to end up clutching at it instead as Jun Jin started his teasing. Andy had to bite his bottom lip hard to keep in the pleasured groan from the pressure of Jun Jin’s arm rolling back and forth against the head of his cock. A soft breath escaped him as Jun Jin pulled his arm away, and despite himself, Andy’s hips made the smallest buck in protest.
Jun Jin’s arms fell to the sides, releasing Andy abruptly.
The younger male swayed forward, but caught himself with hands on Jun Jin’s knees. He was panting, trying to get his body under control, and not really registering that he was free to move.
Jun Jin’s fingers twitched at his sides, itching to tease and explore. His eyes watched the rise and fall of Andy’s shoulders, and raked down his back. He licked his lips, tongue running along his canines with the urge to bite and mark the expanse of Andy’s back.
He laid a hand on Andy’s back.
“You should move.”
Andy huffed, rising awkwardly, but not needing to be told twice. “I’ve told you before, not in public.” He scolded, though the rosy flush on his cheeks told Jun Jin all he needed to know.
Dark eyes took in Andy’s profile in the black suit. He licked his lips again, gaze stopping at Andy’s waistline were the half hard outline of Andy’s arousal was clear. He smirked, eyes glancing up to Andy’s face as he spoke, “all I did was pet you a little, and you’re this hard.”
Andy felt his face burn, but he refused to look at Jun Jin. “Pervert,” he mumbled, and walked away. Now he needed to change before the others finished.
Jun Jin chuckled, waiting for Andy to disappear from view before he stood to follow.