Of Swaggers, Saloons, And Star Badges - Chapter 21
Title: Of Swaggers, Saloons, And Star Badges - Chapter 21
Character/Pairing: Jae/Min/Chun and variations of, YooSu bffery, and ninja!pairings
Genre: drama/angst, romance, and a bit of comedy and action, Korean Wild West AU!
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3,098
Disclaimer: I have a what?
Previous parts: Prologue , Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 , Chapter 3 , Chapter 4 , Chapter 5 , Chapter 6 , Chapter 7 , Chapter 8 , Chapter 9 , Chapter 10 , Chapter 11 , Chapter 12 , Chapter 13 , Chapter 14 , Chapter 15 , Chapter 16 , Chapter 17 , Chapter 18 , Chapter 19, Chapter 20
A/N: This is beyond late. I know. Everything got crazy and I had a fight with my muse, but we worked things out and now I finally know how this story is going to end and I have all the rest of the chapters planned out. There will be about 25 chapters in total, so 4-5 more chapters and an epilogue.
It took both Jaejoong and Yoochun strong arming Changmin to get him to visit Jungsu. Changmin didn’t want to leave his poor station behind, but Siwon and Youngwoon promised to look over what remained while the two Jung thugs present went through the rumble looking for the remains of their boss and his son.
“I don’t need to be examined! I’m fine, I swear!” Changmin protested as Jaejoong and Yoochun walked him over to the doctor’s office; each holding him tight at his middle.
“Wonderful, then Jungsu-hyung will be able to send us on our way quickly.” Jaejoong replied haughtily.
Changmin groaned in protest, though he was enjoying the warmth of his lovers at each side. He would never admit it to them, but he wouldn’t be oppose to some pampering - especially after having to watch his life’s work and that of his father’s legacy burn down to the ground.
Jungsu had been instructing the younger Kim twin on how to change Ji Hoon’s bandages and clean the wounds when he lost his patience. Junsu was an excellent assistant to the young doctor (having natural nurturing tendencies) but the two Jung thugs kept hovering over their shoulders. The waft of a thick, heavy, rank breath over Jungsu’s shoulder and ear had him shivering in an unpleasant manner.
“That’s enough!” Jungsu roared as he stood; cuffing Thug #1’s chin with his shoulder as he did so. “If the two of you want to make sure that my job is done properly then you’ll have to back off.” He said in his best scolding tone. Each overly muscular man took a step back.
“Not good enough - I want you out!” He pointed to the door. Junsu put a hand on the young doctor’s shoulder to calm him.
The thugs squinted their eyes menacingly and ground their teeth. Thug #2 reached for his gun but was stopped by the first thug. “We’ll be right outside the door.” Thug #1 grumbled. He and his companion walked to the door and the second man stopped to add “Don’t get smart on us.”
Jungsu snorted, hands on hips, as he waited for the goons to exit. “I’ll be sure to be on my best behavior.”
The second goon sneered and opened his mouth to make a callous retort when he was smacked on the back on his head by his partner, who shook his head in distaste. The thugs trudged out, #2 stomping his boots to make a point.
“Hyung, was that a good idea?” Junsu asked in a small voice.
Jungsu sighed in exasperation. “I’m sure they’ll get over it; they’re big enough boys. Besides, I refuse to be treated like a prisoner in my own workplace!”
Junsu let out a breath of relief. “Thank God, if I had to feel one more burp against the back of my neck or a pinch on my ass from that guy I was gonna loose it!” Junsu huffed in annoyance.
The door creaked open and Junsu jumped; afraid that the thugs had heard him.
“Sheriff in need of a check-up!” Yoochun announced as he and Jaejoong pulled Changmin into the doctor’s clinic. The youth then ambled over to watch Junsu at work tending to Ji Hoon - just in case the eldest Jung brother were to suddenly spring back to consciousness.
“What are those two muscled freaks doing outside?” Jaejoong asked as he settled Changmin on one of the beds. The sheriff was still protesting and swatting at the older man’s hands smoothing down his hair.
“They were sticking a little too close to us so I sent outside for a break.” Jungsu said as he made his way over to Changmin.
“And what can I do or you, Sheriff?” Jungsu asked as Junsu finished wrapping a bandage around Ji Hoon’s thigh and Yoochun gave an appraising smile and slap on his friends back in congratulations. Yoochun was impressed by Junsu’s careful skill.
“I think there is more I can do for you, maybe I should go outside and check on those men, I don’t trust them.” Changmin tried to stand but Jaejoong’s firm grip on his shoulder kept him rooted in his seat.
“Jaejoong if I didn’t know any better, I’d say our sheriff was afraid of a little check-up” Jungsu teased as he got out his stethoscope.
“I’m not scared, I’m just anxious. That fire was no accident and now two men are dead or missing and my station is a pile of ash.” Changmin argued before hunching over in a fit of coughs.
“And it seems the smoke from that fire has done a number on your lungs.” Jungsu frowned.
Junsu appeared at Changmin’s side with a glass of water and the Sheriff took it gratefully. Once his breathing had calmed Jungsu went forward with the examination; listening to the man’s breathing and checking his exposed skin for any burns.
“Well you are damn lucky Shim. No burns and minor damage to your lungs. Your breathing should be back to norm in a few days, until then I suggest you take a rest and withhold from strenuous activities” Jungsu gave him a pointed look and winked and Jaejoong. “I expect you to make sure he fallows my orders” Jungsu warned.
“Yoochun, will you get away from my patient!” Junsu scolded his friend in a hiss. “He needs his rest.”
Yoochun frowned “I was just checking to make sure he was really passed out.” He mumbled before
returning to Changmin’s side and pushing Junsu out of his way playfully. “Well, this tall one is my patient now so you can go back to Jung.” Yoochun said. Junsu stuck his tongue out in reply.
Jungsu sighed, as he stepped between the two friends. “Alright. Jaejoong make sure our good Sheriff actually goes home to bed now and make sure to take this one with you, he’s bugging my assistant.”
“Jaejoong, I do not need to be tucked in!” Changmin grumbled.
“Too hot for the blanket?” Yoochun asked as he came in with a try of food and set in on the dresser.
“Too old for mothering.” Changmin frowned.
“We’re not mothering you. We are taking care of you. It’s want good lovers do.” Jaejoong insisted as he tried to pull the blanket up to Changmin’s chin once more.
“Just like you two have been looking after me.” Yoochun agreed. “It’s now your turn to be pampered a little.”
“The Sheriff’s station just burnt to the ground and you almost killed yourself in a fire. You need to just relax and let us take care of your needs; at least for tonight.” Jaejoong said as he fluffed the pillows, giving up on the blanket.
“All of my needs?” Changmin asked, suddenly feeling peppier.
“Well, what are you in need of?” Jaejoong flirted back.
“Jungsu-hyung said no strenuous activities.” Yoochun deadpanned.
“Well, it won’t be strenuous if I lie here and let the two of you have your wicked way with me.” Changmin suggested cheekily.
“Oh?” This caught Jaejoong by surprise.
“I wouldn’t be opposed to being pleasured by both of you at once.” Changmin’s eyes looked all around the room but never settling on his lovers; embarrassment finally sinking in.
“I would love to show you how special I feel when the two of you dote on me.” Yoochun said in an almost purr as he crawled up Changmin’s body and laid himself flat over the long and lean form. He rested his chin on the firm chest. “Was that what you had in mind, Minnie-hyung?” He batted his eye lashes sweetly.
Changmin rubbed his hands up and down the younger man’s back before settling them on the cute little ass. “Indeed, it was.” He hummed as he gave the mounds a little squeeze.
Jaejoong parted two sets of legs gently as he situated himself between them. “Well then, let’s get started with the pampering - but we better take things nice and slow, as not to strain you.” He grinned.
Yoochun sat up, legs on either side of Changmin’s hips and he began to unbutton his shirt seductively slow. He was going to put on a little show for the Sheriff. However, as the younger man was distracting Changmin, Jaejoong came up behind Yoochun and took over, so Yoochun put his hands to work on Changmin’s shirt. Every move Jaejoong made, Yoochun copied on Changmin’s body; every button loosened and every brush of fingers on skin.
When Jaejoong let the shirt slip past Yoochun’s shoulders and hang off his elbows he began to play with the younger man’s nipples; pinching and twisting in an erotic show of pleasure and pain. Yoochun did his best to copy the sensual movements as Jaejoong wound him up, the warm tingle of arousal pooling in his lower regions. By the heavy lidded look on Changmin’s face and small mewls, the younger man could tell he was doing just fine.
Yoochun began to rock back and forth, craving friction. Changmin could feel his own need reflected in Yoochun’s movements and his hips began to rock as well. Low moans began to fill the room, but Changmin couldn’t tell who they belonged to as his need for friction grew. Before long a pair of strong hands stilled Yoochun’s movement and the two younger men whined as Jaejoong lifted Yoochun away.
“I can’t have the two of you making messes in your pants so soon.” He teased. “Yoochun why don’t you finish stripping while I help Changmin with his pants.” Jaejoong suggested. He wanted his turn to play with the Sheriff’s body before they were all too far gone with desperate need to enjoy any foreplay or teasing.
Jaejoong made quick work of Changmin’s pants and slid up the long legs like a serpent, his tongue coming out to flick against the swollen head of the Sheriff’s cock, before he swallowed it whole. Changmin’s body bowed in reaction; the slick heat and roving tongue was a shock to him.
“Oh god, Jae, don’t ever stop doing that.” Changmin sighed, letting the euphoric feeling take over.
Jaejoong hummed around Changmin’s length, sending jolts of delight through the Sheriff’s body.
Yoochun finished undressing himself and was enjoying the sight of Jaejoong between Changmin’s legs. He ran his hand lazily along his own shaft, thumbing the end to spread the pre come that was now leaking from the tip. Beginning to feel left out, he moved to Changmin’s side and whispered, “Why don’t you help me prepare myself for you, hyung?” He climbed on the bed beside the prone man and stayed on his hands and knees, using one hand to spread himself open.
It was hard for Changmin to concentrate on anything else than Jaejoong’s mouth, but when he saw Yoochun open himself up for him he did his best to divide his attention. Sucking on his own fingers, being sure to lathe them well, he began to rub at the tight ring of muscle, coaxing it open and sliding the first of three fingers into the hot channel. As he worked his second finger in, Changmin used his other hand to tug lightly at Jaejoong’s hair to stop the man.
“Anymore hyung and I won’t be able to come with you inside me.” Changmin explained as he bent and spread his legs to give the older man better access to his entrance. Jaejoong stared deep into Changmin’s eyes to search for any doubt, but all he saw was lust, love and conviction. Jaejoong rose to retrieve the bottle of oil on the night stand. He didn’t want to cause Changmin any unnecessary pain his first time.
To keep calm, Changmin distracted himself with teasing the younger man who now moaning into the mattress and was pushing back on the Sheriff’s three fingers. Yoochun had moved the hand that was spreading his cheeks to wrap tightly around the base of his cock to hold back his own fast approaching orgasm.
Jaejoong was sure to coat his fingers generously before beginning to work the first finger into Changmin. It slid in with some resistance, but Jaejoong attributed the ease to Changmin being close to his orgasm. After slipping the finger in and out a few times he twisted it and Changmin gasped, body tightening before he let out a sensual moan. Jaejoong rubbed over the sensitive spot another time, enjoying Changmin’s honest reaction, before added a second finger. It was met with more resistance as the ring of muscle fought against the intrusion. Jaejoong ran his free hand along the inside of Changmin’s right thigh to relax him, but when that didn’t seem to work he cupped the sensitive sack in his hands and rolled the balls. That seemed to do the trick and Jaejoong filed away this piece of information for the next time Changmin let him have his way with him. He began to scissor his fingers the way Yoochun had taught him; careful to stretch the muscle slowly. When he was able to ease both fingers in and out of the hole with ease he slipped in a third finger, being sure to play with Changmin’s balls as a distraction. By now, Changmin was a panting mess; his body slick with sweat and unable to even focus on Yoochun’s pert behind. The younger man, however, took no offense to this and decided to give Jaejoong a little treat for all of his hard work.
As Jaejoong concentrated on preparing Changmin, Yoochun crawled over to the eldest and worked a spit slick hand under his body. Jaejoong’s fingers stilled within Changmin and he groaned in both relief and pleasure as a devilishly talented hand worked his aching shaft. Changmin bucked his hips, signaling for Jaejoong to continue.
The older man chuckled. “My Sheriff dongsaeng is so needy.”
“Shut up and get inside me. I need you now!” Changmin growled. Yoochun moved his hand away so that Jaejoong could position himself, as per Changmin’s demand.
“Off the clock and still giving me orders,” Jaejoong teased as he sat back on his knees and took hold of Changmin’s legs. He pulled the prone man towards him until Changmin’s ass was pressed to his crotch. “Don’t forget I am still your hyung.” Jaejoong said as he leaned over to claim his dongsaeng’s lips.
“Chunnie-ah, come ready yourself to ride Min-ah.” Jaejoong commanded. Yoochun returned to Changmin’s side and settled over his hips once again. He reached back to guide Changmin’s length into his stretched entrance.
As Yoochun fully seated himself on Changmin, Jaejoong lathed his own cock in oil and pushed the head past the slightly stubborn muscle. Once in, he was able to sheath his shaft fully in a few gentle thrusts. Being inside of Changmin was exciting in a different way than it was with Yoochun. Changmin was always in control and taking the lead; by giving up control to Jaejoong he was showing the older man how much he loves and trusts him and that meant the world to Jaejoong.
“I’m alright hyung, you can move.” Changmin’s urge brought Jaejoong out of his thoughts. He could see that Yoochun had already begun to ease himself up and down Changmin’s sizeable length. Jaejoong pulled his hips back slowly and pushed back in just as slow.
Changmin could tell that Jaejoong was being cautious with his slow movements. The fit was tight, but he was only experiencing a dull burn that was being overridden by the pleasure of having Jae’s cock teasing his hidden bundle of nerves and scraping deliciously at the walls of his insides. He pushed back against his hyung to encourage the man and over Yoochun’s hunched shoulder’s they made eye contact. He gave the Jae a smile and a nod and Jaejoong seemed to understand that Changmin was feeling only the embodiment of their love and not pain at the moment.
With each quickening rise and fall of Yoochun’s body over his and Jaejoong’s intensifying thrusts, Changmin was being pulled closer and closer to his climax. He began to push up into Yoochun’s tightening channel and back into Jaejoong’s swelling shaft. They had somehow managed to create an erotic rhythm.
It was Changmin who reached his orgasm first, propelled by the duel sensations. Changmin shot his release against Yoochun’s prostate, bringing the younger man over the edge with him. Yoochun collapsed on Changmin’s chest - in a puddle of his own come - but was too exhausted to care.
Seeing both his lover’s reach their climax and the feeling of Changmin’s muscles spasm around him, Jaejoong met his own released and emptied himself into Changmin’s hot channel before collapsing next to his two lovers.
“Do you think Jungsu-hyung would scold us for this?” Yoochun asked with a mischievous grin as he rolled off Changmin to the man’s other side.
“I do not want to think about that hyung right now,” Changmin said as he cuddled into Jaejoong’s side, pulling Yoochun with him.
“Junsu, it’s getting late. Why don’t you head home?” suggest Jungsu as he cleaned up the used bandaging.
“Alright hyung. I’ll come by tomorrow morning if you like to check if Doctor Han has back or if you still need some help.” Junsu replied happily. He really liked helping the young doctor out, maybe he would study to become a doctor as well when he was older.
Jungsu smiled at the offer, “I’d appreciate that Junsu, thank you for all the help this evening. You are a wonderful assistant.”
“Thanks hyung! Goodnight!”
“Goodnight!” Jungsu called as Junsu all but skipped out the door. He shook his head, how could a sixteen year old still be so cute and sweet.
Jungsu went about cleaning his instruments and putting them away when he heard the door to the clinic open and thought it was Junsu returned.
“Did you forget something dongsaeng?” Jungsu asked sweetly.
“Only you, Doctor Park.” The voice was not Junsu’s; it was older and seductive in tone - but it wasn’t Youngwoon come to tease him. He stood at the sink, frozen. Trying to place the voice as menacing steps moved closer to him. He smelt soot and smoke and his body tensed with realization.
“Jung Younghwa.” Jungsu gasped and he was spun around by strong, rough hands.
“In the flesh.” The younger man replied. He had an empty and crazed look in his eyes that was wholly unsettling to Jungsu. “And I’m here to claim my prize.” He roughly kissed Jungsu, sucking and biting at the soft lips until the older man finally opened his mouth for Younghwa’s tongue to ravish.
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Character/Pairing: Jae/Min/Chun and variations of, YooSu bffery, and ninja!pairings
Genre: drama/angst, romance, and a bit of comedy and action, Korean Wild West AU!
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3,098
Disclaimer: I have a what?
Previous parts: Prologue , Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 , Chapter 3 , Chapter 4 , Chapter 5 , Chapter 6 , Chapter 7 , Chapter 8 , Chapter 9 , Chapter 10 , Chapter 11 , Chapter 12 , Chapter 13 , Chapter 14 , Chapter 15 , Chapter 16 , Chapter 17 , Chapter 18 , Chapter 19, Chapter 20
A/N: This is beyond late. I know. Everything got crazy and I had a fight with my muse, but we worked things out and now I finally know how this story is going to end and I have all the rest of the chapters planned out. There will be about 25 chapters in total, so 4-5 more chapters and an epilogue.
It took both Jaejoong and Yoochun strong arming Changmin to get him to visit Jungsu. Changmin didn’t want to leave his poor station behind, but Siwon and Youngwoon promised to look over what remained while the two Jung thugs present went through the rumble looking for the remains of their boss and his son.
“I don’t need to be examined! I’m fine, I swear!” Changmin protested as Jaejoong and Yoochun walked him over to the doctor’s office; each holding him tight at his middle.
“Wonderful, then Jungsu-hyung will be able to send us on our way quickly.” Jaejoong replied haughtily.
Changmin groaned in protest, though he was enjoying the warmth of his lovers at each side. He would never admit it to them, but he wouldn’t be oppose to some pampering - especially after having to watch his life’s work and that of his father’s legacy burn down to the ground.
Jungsu had been instructing the younger Kim twin on how to change Ji Hoon’s bandages and clean the wounds when he lost his patience. Junsu was an excellent assistant to the young doctor (having natural nurturing tendencies) but the two Jung thugs kept hovering over their shoulders. The waft of a thick, heavy, rank breath over Jungsu’s shoulder and ear had him shivering in an unpleasant manner.
“That’s enough!” Jungsu roared as he stood; cuffing Thug #1’s chin with his shoulder as he did so. “If the two of you want to make sure that my job is done properly then you’ll have to back off.” He said in his best scolding tone. Each overly muscular man took a step back.
“Not good enough - I want you out!” He pointed to the door. Junsu put a hand on the young doctor’s shoulder to calm him.
The thugs squinted their eyes menacingly and ground their teeth. Thug #2 reached for his gun but was stopped by the first thug. “We’ll be right outside the door.” Thug #1 grumbled. He and his companion walked to the door and the second man stopped to add “Don’t get smart on us.”
Jungsu snorted, hands on hips, as he waited for the goons to exit. “I’ll be sure to be on my best behavior.”
The second goon sneered and opened his mouth to make a callous retort when he was smacked on the back on his head by his partner, who shook his head in distaste. The thugs trudged out, #2 stomping his boots to make a point.
“Hyung, was that a good idea?” Junsu asked in a small voice.
Jungsu sighed in exasperation. “I’m sure they’ll get over it; they’re big enough boys. Besides, I refuse to be treated like a prisoner in my own workplace!”
Junsu let out a breath of relief. “Thank God, if I had to feel one more burp against the back of my neck or a pinch on my ass from that guy I was gonna loose it!” Junsu huffed in annoyance.
The door creaked open and Junsu jumped; afraid that the thugs had heard him.
“Sheriff in need of a check-up!” Yoochun announced as he and Jaejoong pulled Changmin into the doctor’s clinic. The youth then ambled over to watch Junsu at work tending to Ji Hoon - just in case the eldest Jung brother were to suddenly spring back to consciousness.
“What are those two muscled freaks doing outside?” Jaejoong asked as he settled Changmin on one of the beds. The sheriff was still protesting and swatting at the older man’s hands smoothing down his hair.
“They were sticking a little too close to us so I sent outside for a break.” Jungsu said as he made his way over to Changmin.
“And what can I do or you, Sheriff?” Jungsu asked as Junsu finished wrapping a bandage around Ji Hoon’s thigh and Yoochun gave an appraising smile and slap on his friends back in congratulations. Yoochun was impressed by Junsu’s careful skill.
“I think there is more I can do for you, maybe I should go outside and check on those men, I don’t trust them.” Changmin tried to stand but Jaejoong’s firm grip on his shoulder kept him rooted in his seat.
“Jaejoong if I didn’t know any better, I’d say our sheriff was afraid of a little check-up” Jungsu teased as he got out his stethoscope.
“I’m not scared, I’m just anxious. That fire was no accident and now two men are dead or missing and my station is a pile of ash.” Changmin argued before hunching over in a fit of coughs.
“And it seems the smoke from that fire has done a number on your lungs.” Jungsu frowned.
Junsu appeared at Changmin’s side with a glass of water and the Sheriff took it gratefully. Once his breathing had calmed Jungsu went forward with the examination; listening to the man’s breathing and checking his exposed skin for any burns.
“Well you are damn lucky Shim. No burns and minor damage to your lungs. Your breathing should be back to norm in a few days, until then I suggest you take a rest and withhold from strenuous activities” Jungsu gave him a pointed look and winked and Jaejoong. “I expect you to make sure he fallows my orders” Jungsu warned.
“Yoochun, will you get away from my patient!” Junsu scolded his friend in a hiss. “He needs his rest.”
Yoochun frowned “I was just checking to make sure he was really passed out.” He mumbled before
returning to Changmin’s side and pushing Junsu out of his way playfully. “Well, this tall one is my patient now so you can go back to Jung.” Yoochun said. Junsu stuck his tongue out in reply.
Jungsu sighed, as he stepped between the two friends. “Alright. Jaejoong make sure our good Sheriff actually goes home to bed now and make sure to take this one with you, he’s bugging my assistant.”
“Jaejoong, I do not need to be tucked in!” Changmin grumbled.
“Too hot for the blanket?” Yoochun asked as he came in with a try of food and set in on the dresser.
“Too old for mothering.” Changmin frowned.
“We’re not mothering you. We are taking care of you. It’s want good lovers do.” Jaejoong insisted as he tried to pull the blanket up to Changmin’s chin once more.
“Just like you two have been looking after me.” Yoochun agreed. “It’s now your turn to be pampered a little.”
“The Sheriff’s station just burnt to the ground and you almost killed yourself in a fire. You need to just relax and let us take care of your needs; at least for tonight.” Jaejoong said as he fluffed the pillows, giving up on the blanket.
“All of my needs?” Changmin asked, suddenly feeling peppier.
“Well, what are you in need of?” Jaejoong flirted back.
“Jungsu-hyung said no strenuous activities.” Yoochun deadpanned.
“Well, it won’t be strenuous if I lie here and let the two of you have your wicked way with me.” Changmin suggested cheekily.
“Oh?” This caught Jaejoong by surprise.
“I wouldn’t be opposed to being pleasured by both of you at once.” Changmin’s eyes looked all around the room but never settling on his lovers; embarrassment finally sinking in.
“I would love to show you how special I feel when the two of you dote on me.” Yoochun said in an almost purr as he crawled up Changmin’s body and laid himself flat over the long and lean form. He rested his chin on the firm chest. “Was that what you had in mind, Minnie-hyung?” He batted his eye lashes sweetly.
Changmin rubbed his hands up and down the younger man’s back before settling them on the cute little ass. “Indeed, it was.” He hummed as he gave the mounds a little squeeze.
Jaejoong parted two sets of legs gently as he situated himself between them. “Well then, let’s get started with the pampering - but we better take things nice and slow, as not to strain you.” He grinned.
Yoochun sat up, legs on either side of Changmin’s hips and he began to unbutton his shirt seductively slow. He was going to put on a little show for the Sheriff. However, as the younger man was distracting Changmin, Jaejoong came up behind Yoochun and took over, so Yoochun put his hands to work on Changmin’s shirt. Every move Jaejoong made, Yoochun copied on Changmin’s body; every button loosened and every brush of fingers on skin.
When Jaejoong let the shirt slip past Yoochun’s shoulders and hang off his elbows he began to play with the younger man’s nipples; pinching and twisting in an erotic show of pleasure and pain. Yoochun did his best to copy the sensual movements as Jaejoong wound him up, the warm tingle of arousal pooling in his lower regions. By the heavy lidded look on Changmin’s face and small mewls, the younger man could tell he was doing just fine.
Yoochun began to rock back and forth, craving friction. Changmin could feel his own need reflected in Yoochun’s movements and his hips began to rock as well. Low moans began to fill the room, but Changmin couldn’t tell who they belonged to as his need for friction grew. Before long a pair of strong hands stilled Yoochun’s movement and the two younger men whined as Jaejoong lifted Yoochun away.
“I can’t have the two of you making messes in your pants so soon.” He teased. “Yoochun why don’t you finish stripping while I help Changmin with his pants.” Jaejoong suggested. He wanted his turn to play with the Sheriff’s body before they were all too far gone with desperate need to enjoy any foreplay or teasing.
Jaejoong made quick work of Changmin’s pants and slid up the long legs like a serpent, his tongue coming out to flick against the swollen head of the Sheriff’s cock, before he swallowed it whole. Changmin’s body bowed in reaction; the slick heat and roving tongue was a shock to him.
“Oh god, Jae, don’t ever stop doing that.” Changmin sighed, letting the euphoric feeling take over.
Jaejoong hummed around Changmin’s length, sending jolts of delight through the Sheriff’s body.
Yoochun finished undressing himself and was enjoying the sight of Jaejoong between Changmin’s legs. He ran his hand lazily along his own shaft, thumbing the end to spread the pre come that was now leaking from the tip. Beginning to feel left out, he moved to Changmin’s side and whispered, “Why don’t you help me prepare myself for you, hyung?” He climbed on the bed beside the prone man and stayed on his hands and knees, using one hand to spread himself open.
It was hard for Changmin to concentrate on anything else than Jaejoong’s mouth, but when he saw Yoochun open himself up for him he did his best to divide his attention. Sucking on his own fingers, being sure to lathe them well, he began to rub at the tight ring of muscle, coaxing it open and sliding the first of three fingers into the hot channel. As he worked his second finger in, Changmin used his other hand to tug lightly at Jaejoong’s hair to stop the man.
“Anymore hyung and I won’t be able to come with you inside me.” Changmin explained as he bent and spread his legs to give the older man better access to his entrance. Jaejoong stared deep into Changmin’s eyes to search for any doubt, but all he saw was lust, love and conviction. Jaejoong rose to retrieve the bottle of oil on the night stand. He didn’t want to cause Changmin any unnecessary pain his first time.
To keep calm, Changmin distracted himself with teasing the younger man who now moaning into the mattress and was pushing back on the Sheriff’s three fingers. Yoochun had moved the hand that was spreading his cheeks to wrap tightly around the base of his cock to hold back his own fast approaching orgasm.
Jaejoong was sure to coat his fingers generously before beginning to work the first finger into Changmin. It slid in with some resistance, but Jaejoong attributed the ease to Changmin being close to his orgasm. After slipping the finger in and out a few times he twisted it and Changmin gasped, body tightening before he let out a sensual moan. Jaejoong rubbed over the sensitive spot another time, enjoying Changmin’s honest reaction, before added a second finger. It was met with more resistance as the ring of muscle fought against the intrusion. Jaejoong ran his free hand along the inside of Changmin’s right thigh to relax him, but when that didn’t seem to work he cupped the sensitive sack in his hands and rolled the balls. That seemed to do the trick and Jaejoong filed away this piece of information for the next time Changmin let him have his way with him. He began to scissor his fingers the way Yoochun had taught him; careful to stretch the muscle slowly. When he was able to ease both fingers in and out of the hole with ease he slipped in a third finger, being sure to play with Changmin’s balls as a distraction. By now, Changmin was a panting mess; his body slick with sweat and unable to even focus on Yoochun’s pert behind. The younger man, however, took no offense to this and decided to give Jaejoong a little treat for all of his hard work.
As Jaejoong concentrated on preparing Changmin, Yoochun crawled over to the eldest and worked a spit slick hand under his body. Jaejoong’s fingers stilled within Changmin and he groaned in both relief and pleasure as a devilishly talented hand worked his aching shaft. Changmin bucked his hips, signaling for Jaejoong to continue.
The older man chuckled. “My Sheriff dongsaeng is so needy.”
“Shut up and get inside me. I need you now!” Changmin growled. Yoochun moved his hand away so that Jaejoong could position himself, as per Changmin’s demand.
“Off the clock and still giving me orders,” Jaejoong teased as he sat back on his knees and took hold of Changmin’s legs. He pulled the prone man towards him until Changmin’s ass was pressed to his crotch. “Don’t forget I am still your hyung.” Jaejoong said as he leaned over to claim his dongsaeng’s lips.
“Chunnie-ah, come ready yourself to ride Min-ah.” Jaejoong commanded. Yoochun returned to Changmin’s side and settled over his hips once again. He reached back to guide Changmin’s length into his stretched entrance.
As Yoochun fully seated himself on Changmin, Jaejoong lathed his own cock in oil and pushed the head past the slightly stubborn muscle. Once in, he was able to sheath his shaft fully in a few gentle thrusts. Being inside of Changmin was exciting in a different way than it was with Yoochun. Changmin was always in control and taking the lead; by giving up control to Jaejoong he was showing the older man how much he loves and trusts him and that meant the world to Jaejoong.
“I’m alright hyung, you can move.” Changmin’s urge brought Jaejoong out of his thoughts. He could see that Yoochun had already begun to ease himself up and down Changmin’s sizeable length. Jaejoong pulled his hips back slowly and pushed back in just as slow.
Changmin could tell that Jaejoong was being cautious with his slow movements. The fit was tight, but he was only experiencing a dull burn that was being overridden by the pleasure of having Jae’s cock teasing his hidden bundle of nerves and scraping deliciously at the walls of his insides. He pushed back against his hyung to encourage the man and over Yoochun’s hunched shoulder’s they made eye contact. He gave the Jae a smile and a nod and Jaejoong seemed to understand that Changmin was feeling only the embodiment of their love and not pain at the moment.
With each quickening rise and fall of Yoochun’s body over his and Jaejoong’s intensifying thrusts, Changmin was being pulled closer and closer to his climax. He began to push up into Yoochun’s tightening channel and back into Jaejoong’s swelling shaft. They had somehow managed to create an erotic rhythm.
It was Changmin who reached his orgasm first, propelled by the duel sensations. Changmin shot his release against Yoochun’s prostate, bringing the younger man over the edge with him. Yoochun collapsed on Changmin’s chest - in a puddle of his own come - but was too exhausted to care.
Seeing both his lover’s reach their climax and the feeling of Changmin’s muscles spasm around him, Jaejoong met his own released and emptied himself into Changmin’s hot channel before collapsing next to his two lovers.
“Do you think Jungsu-hyung would scold us for this?” Yoochun asked with a mischievous grin as he rolled off Changmin to the man’s other side.
“I do not want to think about that hyung right now,” Changmin said as he cuddled into Jaejoong’s side, pulling Yoochun with him.
“Junsu, it’s getting late. Why don’t you head home?” suggest Jungsu as he cleaned up the used bandaging.
“Alright hyung. I’ll come by tomorrow morning if you like to check if Doctor Han has back or if you still need some help.” Junsu replied happily. He really liked helping the young doctor out, maybe he would study to become a doctor as well when he was older.
Jungsu smiled at the offer, “I’d appreciate that Junsu, thank you for all the help this evening. You are a wonderful assistant.”
“Thanks hyung! Goodnight!”
“Goodnight!” Jungsu called as Junsu all but skipped out the door. He shook his head, how could a sixteen year old still be so cute and sweet.
Jungsu went about cleaning his instruments and putting them away when he heard the door to the clinic open and thought it was Junsu returned.
“Did you forget something dongsaeng?” Jungsu asked sweetly.
“Only you, Doctor Park.” The voice was not Junsu’s; it was older and seductive in tone - but it wasn’t Youngwoon come to tease him. He stood at the sink, frozen. Trying to place the voice as menacing steps moved closer to him. He smelt soot and smoke and his body tensed with realization.
“Jung Younghwa.” Jungsu gasped and he was spun around by strong, rough hands.
“In the flesh.” The younger man replied. He had an empty and crazed look in his eyes that was wholly unsettling to Jungsu. “And I’m here to claim my prize.” He roughly kissed Jungsu, sucking and biting at the soft lips until the older man finally opened his mouth for Younghwa’s tongue to ravish.
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