Let Destiny Leads You The Way of Love Final Part C
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Yunho sat in his living room. His body tensed and eyes never leaving the sight of his phone on top of the table, vibrating for the last two hours. Whether it was for messages or calls, he never moved from his position and just let the phone there. Not touching it for once.
Yunho watched it with weary eyes, folding his hands tightly in front of his chest. The action prevented him to get up and grab the phone in his hand to answer the call.
He knew who it was, but he wasn’t going to give in, ignoring the cries of his heart screaming for him to just answer the damn phone and settle the problem immediately.
And Yunho bit his lips, so hard until he could taste the unique flavor of blood on his tongue. His heart clenched so painfully inside and he really can’t think straightly at the moment. The beeping light and the vibration of his phone were making him unable to concentrate, unable to distract himself from the feeling wanting to burst out of his chest.
He considered for a moment.
Should he answer the call?
Should he read the messages and reply?
Yunho managed a deep long sigh, watching his phone beeping helplessly with a mix feeling.
But then… his phone went off… The beeping light and the vibrating finally stopped…
He observed the phone for a full minute and the string of relief suddenly washed over his nerves as he was aware that the call had completely stopped.
Feeling safe, Yunho extended his hands to grab the phone and flipped it open.
At least 15 messages and 20 miscalls registered, and all from one person. Changmin.
It had been two days since Changmin kept leaving him so many messages and phone calls, but Yunho ignored all of them. He simply deleted them without even reading those messages. But this time he dared to open and read the messages Changmin sent.
Yunho… please… let me talk to you… let me explain…
Yunho…why won’t you answer my phone call?
Yunho… please…
Yunho… Let me talk to you…
God, Yunho… just let me talk to you!!
Yunho skipped the rest of the messages, saving for the last that sent to him before it completely stopped.
I’m sorry…
Yunho shouldn’t read the messages, he thought, because he knew that in the end he will feel like this, so painful and hurt. It made him weak and he started to question himself whether it was a good decision not talking to Changmin.
He didn’t know anymore
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Changmin sighed.
It was useless. He had tried so many ways to talk to Yunho, but none of them was successful because the older man seemed to be able to find ways to ignore him or to avoid him at the hospital.
He even dared to come to Yunho’s apartment, but just as he had predicted, the older man was firm in his decision to not letting Changmin speak to him.
He sadly stared at his phone. His thumbs were already numb for the amount of keys he pressed to form words to send to Yunho. And his ear was already burning and probably turned red from the many times he waited for Yunho to answer his phone.
But the older man didn’t budge and Changmin asked himself: what else should he do?
He didn’t know anymore.
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“That’s great, Chun… I think we can move her to the patient room since she is already in a stable condition, and I think the intensive care is not needed anymore.” Yunho said to Yoochun who walked beside him while explaining the detail about their patient condition.
“Hmm… Now that you reminded me of that, her family was asking me about that earlier… They were concerned about how long she had to stay in the ICU, but Yunho, I’m still thinking that there’s still probability of subsequent heart attack when I look to her X-Ray report t-” Yoochun suddenly stopped when he noticed Yunho froze in his spot. His feet stopped moving and his gaze intensely directed ahead. Yoochun turned his head by curiosity, following Yunho’s gaze and finally understood.
“Jealous, aren’t you?” Yoochun commented, smirking upon seeing the familiar look on his best friend’s face. Yunho was gazing at Changmin which was animatedly discussing with Kim Jaejoong, another surgeon from the same department as them. It was quite obvious that Jaejoong was interested in Changmin since he first came to work in this hospital.
“Shut up, Yoochun. I don’t care about him. And I’m not jealous.” Yunho claimed. His tone was a little bit cold, but Yoochun knew better that there was insecurity and a hidden possessiveness beneath his voice.
He snorted. “Is that really? But why does the jutting of your lips and the rest of your expression telling me the opposite?”
Yunho got silent, choosing not to answer Yoochun’s question as he still stares at Changmin, which had his mismatched-eyes-smile all the time while talking to Jaejoong. He really wondered what they were talking about. But well, he wasn’t the one who would admit that he was indeed jealous. He was still so angry at Changmin that he stubbornly tried his best to avoid the younger man.
Yoochun raised an eyebrow and sighs. “I know that you are still mad at him, but you know, maybe you should talk to him about this. Staying angry with him won’t solve the problem, Yunho. ”
Yunho turned away, ignoring Yoochun as he walked away. He was not in a mood to talk about this with him.
Yoochun shook his head helplessly seeing his friend’s stubbornness and turned around to follow Yunho.
Meanwhile, Changmin who noticed Yunho’s presence from the corner of his eye was trying his best to act calmly. His body tensed up when he felt Yunho’s piercing gaze running straight through him. He continued smiling to Jaejoong, but his mind was never to the other doctor or to the topic this one was discussing about. Instead he kept his ear to listen but his eyes to Yunho’s presence. But when he noticed that Yunho turned his back and walked away, he released his breath and sighed.
“Changmin, what’s wrong?”
Changmin blinked, snapping back to the reality by Jaejoong’s voice, whose hand was hanging midair in front of him.
“A-I’m sorry, Jaejoong-sshi, what is it again?” Changmin didn’t know how, but the older man convinced him to just call him only with his forename.
Jaejoong smiled comfortingly. “It’s nothing. I guess you need to rest Changmin, you look exhausted. And how many times do I have to tell you to call me Jaejoong? ‘Jaejoong-sshi’ is a little bit too awkward for me, you know?”
Changmin smiled at the remark. He remembered that Yunho once said in their second meeting that he didn’t want to call Changmin with ‘sshi’ behind his name because it was too awkward. His heart suddenly squeezed so tight, but appreciating Jaejoong, Changmin replied, “I’m fine, Jaejoong, can we continue?”
The other man nodded and smiled brightly. He continued to explain to Changmin about a certain patient’s condition, which Changmin had been taken in charge. He managed to fully concentrate though at Jaejoong’s explanation after thinking to Yunho.
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Yunho walked out from his office with all his belongings. His shift at the hospital was already over and he was going to leave for home.
He walked past the nurse headquarter and said his goodbye before heading to the parking lot where he parked his car.
He was going to pass the receptionist when he spotted two familiar men talking to each other. He stopped for a while, observing them from his spot, close enough to hear their conversation.
“Come have dinner with me, we can talk and discuss more about everything you asked earlier and after that I’ll give you a ride home.” Jaejoong offered to Changmin.
Yunho clenched his fist. The jealousy that he tried to bury inside his heart slowly started to rage again, taking over his nerves.
Changmin politely declined Jaejoong’s offer at first, but then he observed Yunho staring at them.
Changmin knew that Yunho could hear his conversation with Jaejoong from the place where he stood and decided to play a game. He will see what will Yunho do after hearing Jaejoong’s offer, and he decided, if Yunho really wouldn’t do anything, to give up and never invade Yunho’s life anymore.
“Come on Changmin, I bet you must be hungry… You could take this as my way of welcoming you as my new assistant…” Jaejoong continued.
Changmin glanced at Yunho. He waited for him to react and silently prayed that Yunho would stop him from taking Jaejoong’s offer and go to have dinner with him.
“Changmin?” Jaejoong frowned, trying to catch Changmin’s attention that obviously was not on him.
Changmin gave Yunho a look… He wanted Yunho to stop him… But after a while, seeing that there was no reaction from Yunho, Changmin finally gave in.
He sadly shook his head before finally smiled and nodded to Jaejoong. “Okay, Jaejoong. Thank you for the invitation.”
Jaejoong’s smile grew wider and Yunho couldn’t believe his eyes… Something inside him was burning, and he couldn’t take away his gaze to Changmin. His Changmin was going to have dinner with another man.
No… He was still angry with Changmin, but it didn’t mean that Yunho would let him do that. Changmin was still his lover and he won’t let Jaejoong take him away.
Before he could realize what he had been doing, Yunho had already rushed his way to Changmin and grabbed his arm, taking him away from Jaejoong who remained confused, staring at them, and frozen in his spot at Yunho’s sudden appearance.
“Yunho… What-?” Changmin tried to stop Yunho as he was being forced to follow.
“Shut up!” He yelled and led Changmin to his car, forcing him and settling him inside. Changmin could only stare, confused, at the older man as he jumped to the driver’s seat.
Yunho drove through the night, accelerating his speed on the way to his apartment. He did not bother to look at Changmin who - he knew - was really stiff in his seat, probably silently asking himself what Yunho was going to do and what would happen when they reach Yunho’s apartment.
Changmin felt that he should be relieved because Yunho actually still cared for him and stopped him to go with Jaejoong. But somehow this situation terrified him.
He knew that they were heading to Yunho’s apartment. He was excited but anxious and scared at the same time. Yunho was still angry at him, but he didn’t have the courage to talk. He knew better to let Yunho alone at the time like this and just let him do whatever he wanted to do.
Yunho dragged Changmin inside his apartment, across the living room and straight to the bedroom, ignoring Changmin’s protests. Once they got there, Yunho threw Changmin on top of the mattress and crawled on top of him. Wordlessly, he pressed their lips roughly while pinning Changmin’s hands, one by his side and one on top of his head, straddling him.
Changmin’s whine remained unspoken since his mouth was being ravaged by Yunho. He knew where this would end and he tried his best to stop this. He missed Yunho so bad, and this would be their first time doing it after so long, but no… not like this… not when Yunho was still angry at him…
Yunho went down, nipping at Changmin’s neck as he tightened his hold on Changmin. He was so angry, he missed Changmin so much, and was so in love with him that he was not able to express it in words. The only thing he knew now was that he needed Changmin. He needed to release everything he held back these past five years: his tears, his fear to losing Changmin, his longing. Yunho needed to feel Changmin, needed to kiss those luscious lips, needed to be inside him and once again claimed what he thought was his in the first place.
“No… God, Yunho… Please… don’t do this. Not when you’re still angry wi-mmph-“ Changmin’s mouth was being invaded again by Yunho. This time he also slipped his tongue, exploring Changmin’s mouth, tasting and lapping everywhere he could reach and entangled it with Changmin’s own in fighting for dominance.
“Hyung!” Changmin protested when Yunho pulls back. He tried to get his hands free from Yunho’s grip, but he can’t. Yunho was much stronger than him.
“Shut up, Min. Let me hold you, let me kiss you!” Yunho said desperately as he returned to press their lips in another bruising kiss while unbuttoning Changmin’s shirt, revealing his now slight muscular chest and strong abdomen. He pulled away and did the same to his shirt. After that, he darted his tongue out, licking Changmin’s earlobe and bit on it hard, but not enough to draw blood, making his lover gasping in surprise.
Changmin shivered as he felt Yunho’s hand on his nipple, playing with the hardening nub upon his chest. He couldn’t ignore this anymore. The proximity between the two of them, the need to feel Yunho again after so long slowly took control over his rationality as their bodies flushed together and the heat was maddening.
Changmin finally gave in. He let his struggling arms limp under Yunho’s powerful arms and Yunho let go as he was sure that Changmin wasn’t going to fight him anymore.
Changmin tangled his fingers on Yunho’s hair as his older lover went lower to lick his navel and dug his teeth upon the fatless belly. He could feel Yunho unbuckling his belt and his body tensed up in anticipation. As his trouser was being pulled away, Changmin though that there was no going back and Changmin fully understood this. He convinced himself, even though it wasn’t a right time, that he needed Yunho as much as Yunho needed him.
Yunho then pulled himself away from Changmin’s tempting skin, taking off the rest of his clothes before throwing them aside, eyeing Changmin with a loving expression. His anger dissipated without leaving any trace behind because there was only love overpowering Yunho’s heart for Changmin.
The younger man was just as he remembered: still beautiful, no, even more beautiful beneath his mature and strong appearance. As his eyes shut, his cheeks flushed shyly for being too exposed, and his kissed-swollen-red lips. He was so tempting, so alluring, that Yunho couldn’t fight himself to taste them again.
So he did, and Changmin, without hesitation, lifted his hands and put them around Yunho’s neck, pulling him and kissing him, needy and desperate, like he never wanted to let go of Yunho, as if Yunho was the air he breathed, and Yunho’s love was the very essence of life that was making him alive.
Yunho smiled into it but soon broke the kiss as he moved his lips to Changmin’s collar bone. He nibbled on it until delicious noises were elicited from Changmin’s mouth, while his hands were reaching down to take Changmin’s length in his hand, stroking it to full hardness.
“Yunho!” Changmin gasped, eyes opening wide as he clung tightly on Yunho’s back, arching his head and nails digging into Yunho’s skin.
“Oh God… Yunho…” He squirmed under Yunho’s skillful hand, crying in pleasure as Yunho’s thumb was brushing around the slit and then to the base of his length, pumping it in a quick pace.
“Ungh…” Changmin whimpered again, but Yunho didn’t stop. He continued stroking Changmin as his mouth was busy to give Changmin’s chest a series of butterfly kisses. Changmin lifted his hips to meet Yunho’s stroking hand. The fire in his body got too intense and the need to release the tension was suffocating him inside.
But Yunho thought it was enough. He released Changmin’s length, before Changmin could come and Changmin felt relieved that the pain was gone. Yunho then reached for a bottle of lotion inside his drawer, to ease the penetration while making love to Changmin, before going back to give him an open mouthed kiss. The kiss was sloppy and messy, teeth clashing and tongues dancing languidly in motions. And Yunho groaned at the sensation of their tongues rubbing each other.
Yunho opened the lotion and spread some over his fingers, watching his lover’s chest heaving up and down, trying to breathe. He leaned down, kissing Changmin’s forehead before spreading Changmin’s legs open.
“Ah…” Changmin moaned when he felt a slick finger lapped around the puckered ring of his entrance making his body to tense uncontrollably.
“Shhh… Relax, Min, I don’t want to hurt you.” Yunho whispered in his ear with a husky voice. Changmin nodded helplessly, not knowing anything else to do except preparing himself from what was going to come.
The first finger was being pushed inside and Changmin screamed in pain. His head arched and sunk deeper into the pillow, hands clutching tighter the sheet.
Yunho leaned down again, kissing Changmin’s eyelids to distract him from the pain, whiping Changmin’s tears as he was moving his finger in and out Changmin. When Changmin finally relaxed around his finger, Yunho pushed in a second finger, moving them together inside Changmin’s hole, scissoring and stretching him loose. Another cry left Changmin’s mouth but soon muffled by Yunho’s lips pressed over his, swallowing all the moans and whines of the younger man.
Another finger joined the others, and Changmin can’t believe that there were three slender fingers inside of him. He blushed at the thought, but there was something else distracting him, stopping him from thinking too much. His whole body felt like on fire, burning with lust and overwhelmed by Yunho’s need. He wanted to feel Yunho filling him inside and, without realizing, he began to plead.
“Yunho… Yunho… Please-I… I can’t t-take it anymore…”
At the sound of Changmin’s voice’s begging him, Yunho retreated all his fingers from Changmin’s tight passage, rubbing slightly on Changmin’s thigh, feeling Changmin whimpered from the loss. His lover was ready, and Yunho spread enough lotion on his own length, shivering slightly when he felt the coolness around his erection.
Yunho took a deep breath before positioning himself between Changmin’s legs. He placed his hands on both of Changmin’s thighs, hauling them up towards his waist making Changmin respond by wrapping his legs around him for a hang on.
“Hold on to me, love.” He said while gripping Changmin’s hips and soon pushed his erection deep into Changmin’s entrance. He pushed slowly and… Gosh! Changmin was too tight and Yunho was so afraid to break him. He soon groaned to the tight heat wrapping around him.
Changmin cried, screaming and clenching around Yunho’s hard member as he pushed all the way inside of him. Tears began flowing down from his eyes to the pillow. It was so painful, yet he felt so good. It had been too long since Yunho had taken him and Changmin thought how he missed the feeling of Yunho claiming him, dominating him, filling him.
As he fully penetrated Changmin, Yunho stopped for a while, placing his hand at the back of Changmin’s neck and hauled him up for a sweet and gentle kiss.
“You okay?”
Changmin breathed heavily, panting slightly before nodding helplessly to Yunho’s question, adjusting himself to the feeling of being filled up by Yunho. And Yunho leaned down again to capture Changmin’s lips in another tender kiss. He intertwined his fingers with Changmin’s, lifting up one of the younger man’s hands to press a peck on it. He then entangled Changmin’s arms around his neck tilted his face down. He whispered to Changmin’s ear. “Hang on.”
Yunho started moving slowly, puling halfway out and pushing back inside fully, And he could feel all Changmin’s muscles tensed up over his movement, constricting around him so painfully that he was sure he wasn’t going to last long.
“God… Changmin…”
Changmin moaned uncontrollably, matching Yunho’s cries of pleasure as they rocked their bodies together in a perfect rhythm and a steady pace.
God! It felt so good, so right, that Changmin can’t do anything but accept all Yunho’s love amidst the touches of their skin. The pain he felt not so long ago had beautifully changed in an overwhelming pleasure every time Yunho’s length was sliding inside of him, touching a certain spot that made him see stars at the back of his eyelids.
“Yunho… Yunho, Yunho, Yunho…” Changmin chanted Yunho’s name over and over again, like a prayer, like vocalizing a beautiful poetry written by the hands of God. His hands clutched tightly on Yunho’s back, clawing until it left red lines from every scratch of his nails digging into Yunho’s skin. Every thrust of Yunho sent him to heaven and Changmin felt his mind would blow like crazy if Yunho kept going any longer.
Yunho panted above Changmin, burying his face into his neck, and occasionally reaching for Changmin’s face in search of his mouth for another bruising kiss. He kept up his pace, thrusting erratically to Changmin’s sweet spot he had found minutes ago.
“Yun-ah~ … Stop…it’s t-too.. ugh… much…too hot… no more~..ungggghhhh…”
“Ugh…can’t stop…” Yunho replied trying his best not to be too out of coherence from the mind blowing heat Changmin emanates. Soon he felt something building around the pit of his stomach and Yunho let out a desperate moan as he realized that he nearly reached his orgasm. Redoubling his pace, Yunho rammed to Changmin’s prostate again and again.
Changmin felt everything around him turning white and he opened his eyes wider, trying to see behind the blurriness around his sight while his spot was hit within a powerful thrust. Changmin can’t help himself to scream as the orgasm overtook him, toes curling behind Yunho’s back. A shaky breath left his mouth, his body was shuddering and he came, smearing all over his and Yunho’s stomach.
Yunho followed not long after his lover. With Changmin’s inner muscles painfully constricted around his length and Changmin’s thigh wrapping his waist tightly, he came with a low growl, spluttering his load uncontrollably inside Changmin.
Yunho panted harshly, looking at Changmin’s post orgasmic face with such adoration and so much love.
He caressed Changmin’s face, removing the damp hair along his forehead before leaning and kissing Changmin tenderly. “I love you.”
And there’s no mountain too high no river too wide
Sing out this song and I’ll be there by your side
Storm clouds may gather and stars may collide
But I love you until the end of time…
Part D
Yunho sat in his living room. His body tensed and eyes never leaving the sight of his phone on top of the table, vibrating for the last two hours. Whether it was for messages or calls, he never moved from his position and just let the phone there. Not touching it for once.
Yunho watched it with weary eyes, folding his hands tightly in front of his chest. The action prevented him to get up and grab the phone in his hand to answer the call.
He knew who it was, but he wasn’t going to give in, ignoring the cries of his heart screaming for him to just answer the damn phone and settle the problem immediately.
And Yunho bit his lips, so hard until he could taste the unique flavor of blood on his tongue. His heart clenched so painfully inside and he really can’t think straightly at the moment. The beeping light and the vibration of his phone were making him unable to concentrate, unable to distract himself from the feeling wanting to burst out of his chest.
He considered for a moment.
Should he answer the call?
Should he read the messages and reply?
Yunho managed a deep long sigh, watching his phone beeping helplessly with a mix feeling.
But then… his phone went off… The beeping light and the vibrating finally stopped…
He observed the phone for a full minute and the string of relief suddenly washed over his nerves as he was aware that the call had completely stopped.
Feeling safe, Yunho extended his hands to grab the phone and flipped it open.
At least 15 messages and 20 miscalls registered, and all from one person. Changmin.
It had been two days since Changmin kept leaving him so many messages and phone calls, but Yunho ignored all of them. He simply deleted them without even reading those messages. But this time he dared to open and read the messages Changmin sent.
Yunho… please… let me talk to you… let me explain…
Yunho…why won’t you answer my phone call?
Yunho… please…
Yunho… Let me talk to you…
God, Yunho… just let me talk to you!!
Yunho skipped the rest of the messages, saving for the last that sent to him before it completely stopped.
I’m sorry…
Yunho shouldn’t read the messages, he thought, because he knew that in the end he will feel like this, so painful and hurt. It made him weak and he started to question himself whether it was a good decision not talking to Changmin.
He didn’t know anymore
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Changmin sighed.
It was useless. He had tried so many ways to talk to Yunho, but none of them was successful because the older man seemed to be able to find ways to ignore him or to avoid him at the hospital.
He even dared to come to Yunho’s apartment, but just as he had predicted, the older man was firm in his decision to not letting Changmin speak to him.
He sadly stared at his phone. His thumbs were already numb for the amount of keys he pressed to form words to send to Yunho. And his ear was already burning and probably turned red from the many times he waited for Yunho to answer his phone.
But the older man didn’t budge and Changmin asked himself: what else should he do?
He didn’t know anymore.
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“That’s great, Chun… I think we can move her to the patient room since she is already in a stable condition, and I think the intensive care is not needed anymore.” Yunho said to Yoochun who walked beside him while explaining the detail about their patient condition.
“Hmm… Now that you reminded me of that, her family was asking me about that earlier… They were concerned about how long she had to stay in the ICU, but Yunho, I’m still thinking that there’s still probability of subsequent heart attack when I look to her X-Ray report t-” Yoochun suddenly stopped when he noticed Yunho froze in his spot. His feet stopped moving and his gaze intensely directed ahead. Yoochun turned his head by curiosity, following Yunho’s gaze and finally understood.
“Jealous, aren’t you?” Yoochun commented, smirking upon seeing the familiar look on his best friend’s face. Yunho was gazing at Changmin which was animatedly discussing with Kim Jaejoong, another surgeon from the same department as them. It was quite obvious that Jaejoong was interested in Changmin since he first came to work in this hospital.
“Shut up, Yoochun. I don’t care about him. And I’m not jealous.” Yunho claimed. His tone was a little bit cold, but Yoochun knew better that there was insecurity and a hidden possessiveness beneath his voice.
He snorted. “Is that really? But why does the jutting of your lips and the rest of your expression telling me the opposite?”
Yunho got silent, choosing not to answer Yoochun’s question as he still stares at Changmin, which had his mismatched-eyes-smile all the time while talking to Jaejoong. He really wondered what they were talking about. But well, he wasn’t the one who would admit that he was indeed jealous. He was still so angry at Changmin that he stubbornly tried his best to avoid the younger man.
Yoochun raised an eyebrow and sighs. “I know that you are still mad at him, but you know, maybe you should talk to him about this. Staying angry with him won’t solve the problem, Yunho. ”
Yunho turned away, ignoring Yoochun as he walked away. He was not in a mood to talk about this with him.
Yoochun shook his head helplessly seeing his friend’s stubbornness and turned around to follow Yunho.
Meanwhile, Changmin who noticed Yunho’s presence from the corner of his eye was trying his best to act calmly. His body tensed up when he felt Yunho’s piercing gaze running straight through him. He continued smiling to Jaejoong, but his mind was never to the other doctor or to the topic this one was discussing about. Instead he kept his ear to listen but his eyes to Yunho’s presence. But when he noticed that Yunho turned his back and walked away, he released his breath and sighed.
“Changmin, what’s wrong?”
Changmin blinked, snapping back to the reality by Jaejoong’s voice, whose hand was hanging midair in front of him.
“A-I’m sorry, Jaejoong-sshi, what is it again?” Changmin didn’t know how, but the older man convinced him to just call him only with his forename.
Jaejoong smiled comfortingly. “It’s nothing. I guess you need to rest Changmin, you look exhausted. And how many times do I have to tell you to call me Jaejoong? ‘Jaejoong-sshi’ is a little bit too awkward for me, you know?”
Changmin smiled at the remark. He remembered that Yunho once said in their second meeting that he didn’t want to call Changmin with ‘sshi’ behind his name because it was too awkward. His heart suddenly squeezed so tight, but appreciating Jaejoong, Changmin replied, “I’m fine, Jaejoong, can we continue?”
The other man nodded and smiled brightly. He continued to explain to Changmin about a certain patient’s condition, which Changmin had been taken in charge. He managed to fully concentrate though at Jaejoong’s explanation after thinking to Yunho.
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Yunho walked out from his office with all his belongings. His shift at the hospital was already over and he was going to leave for home.
He walked past the nurse headquarter and said his goodbye before heading to the parking lot where he parked his car.
He was going to pass the receptionist when he spotted two familiar men talking to each other. He stopped for a while, observing them from his spot, close enough to hear their conversation.
“Come have dinner with me, we can talk and discuss more about everything you asked earlier and after that I’ll give you a ride home.” Jaejoong offered to Changmin.
Yunho clenched his fist. The jealousy that he tried to bury inside his heart slowly started to rage again, taking over his nerves.
Changmin politely declined Jaejoong’s offer at first, but then he observed Yunho staring at them.
Changmin knew that Yunho could hear his conversation with Jaejoong from the place where he stood and decided to play a game. He will see what will Yunho do after hearing Jaejoong’s offer, and he decided, if Yunho really wouldn’t do anything, to give up and never invade Yunho’s life anymore.
“Come on Changmin, I bet you must be hungry… You could take this as my way of welcoming you as my new assistant…” Jaejoong continued.
Changmin glanced at Yunho. He waited for him to react and silently prayed that Yunho would stop him from taking Jaejoong’s offer and go to have dinner with him.
“Changmin?” Jaejoong frowned, trying to catch Changmin’s attention that obviously was not on him.
Changmin gave Yunho a look… He wanted Yunho to stop him… But after a while, seeing that there was no reaction from Yunho, Changmin finally gave in.
He sadly shook his head before finally smiled and nodded to Jaejoong. “Okay, Jaejoong. Thank you for the invitation.”
Jaejoong’s smile grew wider and Yunho couldn’t believe his eyes… Something inside him was burning, and he couldn’t take away his gaze to Changmin. His Changmin was going to have dinner with another man.
No… He was still angry with Changmin, but it didn’t mean that Yunho would let him do that. Changmin was still his lover and he won’t let Jaejoong take him away.
Before he could realize what he had been doing, Yunho had already rushed his way to Changmin and grabbed his arm, taking him away from Jaejoong who remained confused, staring at them, and frozen in his spot at Yunho’s sudden appearance.
“Yunho… What-?” Changmin tried to stop Yunho as he was being forced to follow.
“Shut up!” He yelled and led Changmin to his car, forcing him and settling him inside. Changmin could only stare, confused, at the older man as he jumped to the driver’s seat.
Yunho drove through the night, accelerating his speed on the way to his apartment. He did not bother to look at Changmin who - he knew - was really stiff in his seat, probably silently asking himself what Yunho was going to do and what would happen when they reach Yunho’s apartment.
Changmin felt that he should be relieved because Yunho actually still cared for him and stopped him to go with Jaejoong. But somehow this situation terrified him.
He knew that they were heading to Yunho’s apartment. He was excited but anxious and scared at the same time. Yunho was still angry at him, but he didn’t have the courage to talk. He knew better to let Yunho alone at the time like this and just let him do whatever he wanted to do.
Yunho dragged Changmin inside his apartment, across the living room and straight to the bedroom, ignoring Changmin’s protests. Once they got there, Yunho threw Changmin on top of the mattress and crawled on top of him. Wordlessly, he pressed their lips roughly while pinning Changmin’s hands, one by his side and one on top of his head, straddling him.
Changmin’s whine remained unspoken since his mouth was being ravaged by Yunho. He knew where this would end and he tried his best to stop this. He missed Yunho so bad, and this would be their first time doing it after so long, but no… not like this… not when Yunho was still angry at him…
Yunho went down, nipping at Changmin’s neck as he tightened his hold on Changmin. He was so angry, he missed Changmin so much, and was so in love with him that he was not able to express it in words. The only thing he knew now was that he needed Changmin. He needed to release everything he held back these past five years: his tears, his fear to losing Changmin, his longing. Yunho needed to feel Changmin, needed to kiss those luscious lips, needed to be inside him and once again claimed what he thought was his in the first place.
“No… God, Yunho… Please… don’t do this. Not when you’re still angry wi-mmph-“ Changmin’s mouth was being invaded again by Yunho. This time he also slipped his tongue, exploring Changmin’s mouth, tasting and lapping everywhere he could reach and entangled it with Changmin’s own in fighting for dominance.
“Hyung!” Changmin protested when Yunho pulls back. He tried to get his hands free from Yunho’s grip, but he can’t. Yunho was much stronger than him.
“Shut up, Min. Let me hold you, let me kiss you!” Yunho said desperately as he returned to press their lips in another bruising kiss while unbuttoning Changmin’s shirt, revealing his now slight muscular chest and strong abdomen. He pulled away and did the same to his shirt. After that, he darted his tongue out, licking Changmin’s earlobe and bit on it hard, but not enough to draw blood, making his lover gasping in surprise.
Changmin shivered as he felt Yunho’s hand on his nipple, playing with the hardening nub upon his chest. He couldn’t ignore this anymore. The proximity between the two of them, the need to feel Yunho again after so long slowly took control over his rationality as their bodies flushed together and the heat was maddening.
Changmin finally gave in. He let his struggling arms limp under Yunho’s powerful arms and Yunho let go as he was sure that Changmin wasn’t going to fight him anymore.
Changmin tangled his fingers on Yunho’s hair as his older lover went lower to lick his navel and dug his teeth upon the fatless belly. He could feel Yunho unbuckling his belt and his body tensed up in anticipation. As his trouser was being pulled away, Changmin though that there was no going back and Changmin fully understood this. He convinced himself, even though it wasn’t a right time, that he needed Yunho as much as Yunho needed him.
Yunho then pulled himself away from Changmin’s tempting skin, taking off the rest of his clothes before throwing them aside, eyeing Changmin with a loving expression. His anger dissipated without leaving any trace behind because there was only love overpowering Yunho’s heart for Changmin.
The younger man was just as he remembered: still beautiful, no, even more beautiful beneath his mature and strong appearance. As his eyes shut, his cheeks flushed shyly for being too exposed, and his kissed-swollen-red lips. He was so tempting, so alluring, that Yunho couldn’t fight himself to taste them again.
So he did, and Changmin, without hesitation, lifted his hands and put them around Yunho’s neck, pulling him and kissing him, needy and desperate, like he never wanted to let go of Yunho, as if Yunho was the air he breathed, and Yunho’s love was the very essence of life that was making him alive.
Yunho smiled into it but soon broke the kiss as he moved his lips to Changmin’s collar bone. He nibbled on it until delicious noises were elicited from Changmin’s mouth, while his hands were reaching down to take Changmin’s length in his hand, stroking it to full hardness.
“Yunho!” Changmin gasped, eyes opening wide as he clung tightly on Yunho’s back, arching his head and nails digging into Yunho’s skin.
“Oh God… Yunho…” He squirmed under Yunho’s skillful hand, crying in pleasure as Yunho’s thumb was brushing around the slit and then to the base of his length, pumping it in a quick pace.
“Ungh…” Changmin whimpered again, but Yunho didn’t stop. He continued stroking Changmin as his mouth was busy to give Changmin’s chest a series of butterfly kisses. Changmin lifted his hips to meet Yunho’s stroking hand. The fire in his body got too intense and the need to release the tension was suffocating him inside.
But Yunho thought it was enough. He released Changmin’s length, before Changmin could come and Changmin felt relieved that the pain was gone. Yunho then reached for a bottle of lotion inside his drawer, to ease the penetration while making love to Changmin, before going back to give him an open mouthed kiss. The kiss was sloppy and messy, teeth clashing and tongues dancing languidly in motions. And Yunho groaned at the sensation of their tongues rubbing each other.
Yunho opened the lotion and spread some over his fingers, watching his lover’s chest heaving up and down, trying to breathe. He leaned down, kissing Changmin’s forehead before spreading Changmin’s legs open.
“Ah…” Changmin moaned when he felt a slick finger lapped around the puckered ring of his entrance making his body to tense uncontrollably.
“Shhh… Relax, Min, I don’t want to hurt you.” Yunho whispered in his ear with a husky voice. Changmin nodded helplessly, not knowing anything else to do except preparing himself from what was going to come.
The first finger was being pushed inside and Changmin screamed in pain. His head arched and sunk deeper into the pillow, hands clutching tighter the sheet.
Yunho leaned down again, kissing Changmin’s eyelids to distract him from the pain, whiping Changmin’s tears as he was moving his finger in and out Changmin. When Changmin finally relaxed around his finger, Yunho pushed in a second finger, moving them together inside Changmin’s hole, scissoring and stretching him loose. Another cry left Changmin’s mouth but soon muffled by Yunho’s lips pressed over his, swallowing all the moans and whines of the younger man.
Another finger joined the others, and Changmin can’t believe that there were three slender fingers inside of him. He blushed at the thought, but there was something else distracting him, stopping him from thinking too much. His whole body felt like on fire, burning with lust and overwhelmed by Yunho’s need. He wanted to feel Yunho filling him inside and, without realizing, he began to plead.
“Yunho… Yunho… Please-I… I can’t t-take it anymore…”
At the sound of Changmin’s voice’s begging him, Yunho retreated all his fingers from Changmin’s tight passage, rubbing slightly on Changmin’s thigh, feeling Changmin whimpered from the loss. His lover was ready, and Yunho spread enough lotion on his own length, shivering slightly when he felt the coolness around his erection.
Yunho took a deep breath before positioning himself between Changmin’s legs. He placed his hands on both of Changmin’s thighs, hauling them up towards his waist making Changmin respond by wrapping his legs around him for a hang on.
“Hold on to me, love.” He said while gripping Changmin’s hips and soon pushed his erection deep into Changmin’s entrance. He pushed slowly and… Gosh! Changmin was too tight and Yunho was so afraid to break him. He soon groaned to the tight heat wrapping around him.
Changmin cried, screaming and clenching around Yunho’s hard member as he pushed all the way inside of him. Tears began flowing down from his eyes to the pillow. It was so painful, yet he felt so good. It had been too long since Yunho had taken him and Changmin thought how he missed the feeling of Yunho claiming him, dominating him, filling him.
As he fully penetrated Changmin, Yunho stopped for a while, placing his hand at the back of Changmin’s neck and hauled him up for a sweet and gentle kiss.
“You okay?”
Changmin breathed heavily, panting slightly before nodding helplessly to Yunho’s question, adjusting himself to the feeling of being filled up by Yunho. And Yunho leaned down again to capture Changmin’s lips in another tender kiss. He intertwined his fingers with Changmin’s, lifting up one of the younger man’s hands to press a peck on it. He then entangled Changmin’s arms around his neck tilted his face down. He whispered to Changmin’s ear. “Hang on.”
Yunho started moving slowly, puling halfway out and pushing back inside fully, And he could feel all Changmin’s muscles tensed up over his movement, constricting around him so painfully that he was sure he wasn’t going to last long.
“God… Changmin…”
Changmin moaned uncontrollably, matching Yunho’s cries of pleasure as they rocked their bodies together in a perfect rhythm and a steady pace.
God! It felt so good, so right, that Changmin can’t do anything but accept all Yunho’s love amidst the touches of their skin. The pain he felt not so long ago had beautifully changed in an overwhelming pleasure every time Yunho’s length was sliding inside of him, touching a certain spot that made him see stars at the back of his eyelids.
“Yunho… Yunho, Yunho, Yunho…” Changmin chanted Yunho’s name over and over again, like a prayer, like vocalizing a beautiful poetry written by the hands of God. His hands clutched tightly on Yunho’s back, clawing until it left red lines from every scratch of his nails digging into Yunho’s skin. Every thrust of Yunho sent him to heaven and Changmin felt his mind would blow like crazy if Yunho kept going any longer.
Yunho panted above Changmin, burying his face into his neck, and occasionally reaching for Changmin’s face in search of his mouth for another bruising kiss. He kept up his pace, thrusting erratically to Changmin’s sweet spot he had found minutes ago.
“Yun-ah~ … Stop…it’s t-too.. ugh… much…too hot… no more~..ungggghhhh…”
“Ugh…can’t stop…” Yunho replied trying his best not to be too out of coherence from the mind blowing heat Changmin emanates. Soon he felt something building around the pit of his stomach and Yunho let out a desperate moan as he realized that he nearly reached his orgasm. Redoubling his pace, Yunho rammed to Changmin’s prostate again and again.
Changmin felt everything around him turning white and he opened his eyes wider, trying to see behind the blurriness around his sight while his spot was hit within a powerful thrust. Changmin can’t help himself to scream as the orgasm overtook him, toes curling behind Yunho’s back. A shaky breath left his mouth, his body was shuddering and he came, smearing all over his and Yunho’s stomach.
Yunho followed not long after his lover. With Changmin’s inner muscles painfully constricted around his length and Changmin’s thigh wrapping his waist tightly, he came with a low growl, spluttering his load uncontrollably inside Changmin.
Yunho panted harshly, looking at Changmin’s post orgasmic face with such adoration and so much love.
He caressed Changmin’s face, removing the damp hair along his forehead before leaning and kissing Changmin tenderly. “I love you.”
And there’s no mountain too high no river too wide
Sing out this song and I’ll be there by your side
Storm clouds may gather and stars may collide
But I love you until the end of time…
Part D