Smutcrackfic - Yoosu's day off
So because it's finals, my writing muse began to haunt me. She has bad timing but I've accepted it.
Anyways, so she and I came up with this kinda long fic. It's supposed to be crack but ended up with smut. Again, blame her and not me.
However, I have to say that it's probably the fic with the most crack for me.. LOL
And I don't even know if people will understand my type of crack but *shrug*
enjoy ppls! ( I suppose it's because I've been wriing a yoosu angst, now my brain needed a yoosu crack smut. Just the perfect balance after killing off Junsu in the last fic, ne?)
So:
Title: Yoosu's Day Off.
Genre: Smut, crack
Length: One shot (4221 words - oy if I could write essays this fast @_@)
Rating: Definitely R.
Summary: So the Yoosu couple decided (against Junsu's wishes) to go to the library on their day off. Yes, it was fangirl-free and it's edumacational! However, what happens when Junsu got bored and started to people-watch? Worse, what happens when he comes across a special book? Why, some Yoosu lovin' of course!!!
A/N: SEE? I even wrote out a summary!!! I NEVER write out summaries.. It's very weird for me. Oh btw, I don't even know what possessed me to write this and the smut scene is very... different than what I have read before (which surprised me that I even came up with it) and different from what I have written in the past.
please enjoy and comment? XD
Junsu was pouting. He and Yoochun were currently standing in front of an ancient large building. Beside him, Yoochun was sighing happily to himself. Junsu cringed.
“Yoochun-ah, can’t we do something else instead? Like soccer?” Junsu exerted all of his charm and cuteness into it. He was desperate and it was his last chance of salvation.
“Nope,” was all that Yoochun uttered. Junsu refused to give up. They haven’t entered the building yet! He still had a chance.
“Oh, okay then. How about the mall? We can go to the mall instead!” Again, Yoochun shook his head. The older man was now at the end of his rope.
“Junsuuu,” he whined. “You said that if we did what you wanted last time, then we get to do something that I want the next time. And it’s now the next time!” Junsu was left speechless. He had forgotten that Yoochun had a secret weapon of his own. The slightly taller boy doesn’t use his cute image very often but when he does, everyone was powerless, especially Junsu. Yoochun knew, of course. In fact, his inner self was doing a victory dance as he watched his boyfriend’s shoulder slump slightly at his defeat.
Junsu said nothing. He simply followed Yoochun into the large double side door into the building. He cringed as the whiff of staleness reached his nostrils. That was the thing he hated most about these places, the smell.
“Ahh, there’s nothing like the smell of books in the morning, eh Su?” Yoochun turned to his side, grinning. “Aww, cheer up! I’m sure you can find a book you like here. It is the library, after all. There are all sorts of books here.” At that, the older man pulled Junsu deeper into the building.
Library, Junsu almost spat out under his breath. Why would people come here anyway? You don’t even know where these books have been and how much germs are on them. Right at that moment, the two men passed by an aging lady on the couch sneezing her lungs out. Junsu shuddered and subtly distanced himself from her.
Yoochun led them to the corner of the large room in the midst of a huge and comfortable looking couch. He settled himself into the plush cushion briefly before standing up once more. “Hey Su, I’m going to go get some books, okay? You should look for some too. The sports section is that way,” Yoochun pointed as he darted over to explore the wonderful book haven.
Junsu planned on a boycott. He was not completely sure how effective or what he was boycotting against but he refused to touch any of the books. He was going to drill a hole against Yoochun’s skull with his eyes; his piercing, charismatic, feline eyes. His plan failed, however, when his eyes began to water and Yoochun laughed at his book, obviously not paying attention to Junsu. Okay, so that didn’t work. OH! I know! Let’s people watch.
The tenor looked around the length of the aisle. No one. Frustrated, he stood up. Junsu was determined to find someone. He was about to inform Yoochun of his leave but waved his hand dismissively when he realized that the older man was off in his own little imaginary world. The slender figure began to creep up between the aisles of books, peering out from between the shelves like a spy. AH! There’s one! It’s a girl. She looks like she’s studying.
Junsu leaned himself against the shelf and began to stare at the girl. Even after his failed attempt with Yoochun, he was confident of his oozing charisma. So he kept his eyes on her. Five minutes later, the girl began to squirm uncomfortably in her seat. Junsu’s heart began to beat faster. It’s working!
The object of his stare started to shift her body at different positions before looking around in paranoia. HAH! I do have a piercing stare! Just as he was about to give himself a congratulatory pat on the back, he heard an unpleasant sound. Scrunching his forehead in confusion, he began to look around at the source of such an offending noise. Then, it hit him; the smell. Junsu was about ready to spill his morning breakfast onto the ground but managed to save his life by dashing to the nearest bathroom, which happened to be on the other side of the library. In his dramatic escape, Junsu had managed to topple a couple of encyclopedias to the ground. The girl jumped on her seat and began scribbling furiously. I’ll get you for that, woman. I will have my revenge!!
From the corner of his eyes, Yoochun thought he had seen Junsu fleeing across the room. He looked up but saw no one. Shrugging lightly to himself, the somewhat-American-raised man continued his book, chuckling at the story. Pooh had once again managed to stick his head into the honey jar.
Meanwhile in the bathroom, Junsu was making gagging noises against the toilet. However, when nothing came out, he began to take notice of his surroundings, marveling at the beautiful architecture of the ceiling. Maybe people-watching isn’t really my thing. Architecture is more sophisticated anyway.
He craned his head, leaned his neck as far back as he could, and began to spin his body. Ooh, they make really cool patterns when you look at it like this. Junsu was so engrossed in his new ‘sophisticated’ activity that he didn’t even notice when the door swung open and shut. A man had entered the bathroom with the intention of relieving his abdominal tension but had immediately left when he saw a man twirling in front of a urinal.
It did not take long before Junsu began to feel dizzy. He was, after all, not a robot and has fluids in his body to keep him stable. Now, he really did feel like throwing up. I really have to get Yoochun off of this reading thing. Or I should just go buy him tons of books for his birthday so he can read at home.
Once he felt that he was sufficiently stable and the marbled bathroom counters were not spinning anymore, Junsu exited the bathroom. He encountered a man leaning against the wall by the door and flashed him a cheerful grin. When the man scurried into the bathroom without so much as an acknowledgement, Junsu was offended. I definitely need to stop Yoochun from dragging me here again.
Now, completely at a loss and utterly bored, Junsu began to browse the aisles. Maybe by the time Junsu had finish walking through all the sections, Yoochun would be done and they could go home. He stole a glance at Yoochun sitting in the corner. Maybe I should walk slower. Then, he heard his lover stifle his laughter behind the pages. Maybe I should do two rounds.
Junsu lingered longer by the sports section. He marveled at the amount of texts available for him in the subject of soccer. He pulled out a book. It was called “The History of Soccer.” Junsu placed it back into the shelf, already forgetting the order of the books and misplacing the texts. Soccer is not for reading! If it was, then we’d be using pens and books instead of a ball and goalposts. So it was decided between Junsu and his short attention span that they move on.
Suddenly, a section in the not-so-far distance caught his eye: Magic. His eyes brighten almost immediately as Junsu made a mad dash to the shelves. Standing before the collection of these books, Junsu felt a tingle in his stomach. Hmm, maybe I’m hungry. The man scanned across the titles on the binding. There was “History of Magic” (What is up with people and the past and boring titles?!?!), “Witches: Fact or Fiction”, “101 Simple Magic Tricks That Will WOW Your Friends and Families,” (which causes Junsu’s mind to spin just by reading the long title) and many more. Just when he was about to lose interest and give up, the corner of his eye noticed a glitter of purple amongst the sea of black and gray. He pulled it out. The title was short and simple: “Hypnotism”.
The little tingle in his stomach was back. He opened the book and immediately put as much distance between the ripe pages and his nostrils as his arms possibly can. However, when he read the topic “How to make your friends and family do whatever you tell them,” he was almost put off. Honestly! Who writes these titles? Nevertheless, the boy was intrigued. He settled himself on the floor, leaned against the shelf, and began to read.
Yoochun was getting worried. It has been two hours since he saw Junsu last and because he was not sure whether the blur he saw earlier was his boyfriend, it could have been longer than that. Moreover, he was finished with his stack of books and sighed contentedly. Garfield was exceptionally funny today and he had his fair share of laughs. In fact, Yoochun was ready to go home.
So where is his fair-butted boyfriend? Yoochun began to explore the library, going through every crook and cranny of the place until he finally found what he was looking for. The sight he saw sprawled over the floor in the magic section was too adorable for words. Junsu was really immersed in what he was reading.
“Junsu,” Yoochun called out softly, not really wanting to disturb Junsu’s concentration. Surprisingly enough, Junsu heard the call and looked up. His eyes brightened as he stood up and bounced over to his lover.
“Look what I found, Yoochun!” Junsu covered all of Yoochun’s vision with the book. Squinting due to the close proximity, the older man managed to discern the title, “Hypnotism.” He almost laughed aloud but nodded instead, smiling amiably. “It’s really cool!! It tells you how to hypnotize people and stuff. I’ve been trying to memorize the steps.”
Suddenly, a bright idea occurred in Junsu’s head. He looked at Yoochun with his pleading eyes, which the latter knew would not bode well for him.
“Chunnie-ah, can I hypnotize you?” Yoochun was about to shake his head no when Junsu did his puppy dog pout. The older man was weak. Junsu pranced along the aisle as a victory dance which caused Yoochun to give himself a mental note: take Junsu out in public less frequently. Junsu then dragged the older man into the bathroom.
“Err, Junsu? Why are we in the bathroom?” Yoochun frowned when he was provided with nothing more than a wink and a shush.
“Just trust me, don’t talk, and open your mind.” Junsu led them into one of the larger stalls. Yoochun raised his eyebrows. Junsu couldn’t be planning what Yoochun thought he was planning, could he? HEHEHE, Yoochun will not know what hits him. Well, it’s me, naturally, but still.
Feeling smug at his brilliant concoction, he lowered the toilet seat cover and pushed Yoochun lightly on it. The older man crashed loudly and not so gracefully onto the seat. Cringing at the bruise it will cause, Yoochun stare daggers into Junsu.
“Sorry, Chunnie. I’ll put ointment on that later.” Then, Junsu began to feel his shirt and jeans pockets, as if searching for something. Yoochun smirked.
“I think I’m liking this already.” Junsu slapped Yoochun lightly on the arm.
“Pervert. No, that’s not it. By the way, Yoochun, do you have a pocket watch?” It was truly days like these when Yoochun worried about Junsu. But he held his tongue and simply shook his head.
“Darn!” he looked at Yoochun’s hands. “OOH, let me use your watch. It should be the same.” The sitting victim surrendered his favorite watch into Junsu’s eager hands and sighed. “Okay, so now, I’m going to start swinging this watch like a pendulum and you have to keep staring at it, okay?” Yoochun nodded.
Junsu stooped slightly to make sure the watch was at Yoochun’s eye level before swinging. Yoochun sighed inwardly once again. It was the price he had to pay for bringing Junsu to the library. His eyes were already tired from the reading. The swinging watch simply made him sleepy.
Junsu was excited. The book had said that once the watch is swung, the victim, or rather the willing participant, would begin to have a glazed over look in his/her eyes. It was during this time when the hypnotist could begin the set of instructions. It’s working! Yoochun’s eyes are looking blank! Ooh! This is going to be fun!
“You are now becoming extremely horny.” Even at this stage of his fatigue, Yoochun almost burst out laughing. So this was what Junsu had planned. Truth be told, the younger man didn’t need to hypnotize him in order to get sex. Nevertheless, Yoochun played along and kept his eyes blank. Junsu continued swinging the makeshift pendulum watch while whispering “horny” repeatedly into Yoochun’s ears.
Junsu’s warm breath and the tickle it caused in his ear caused Yoochun to gulp, feeling a rush of sensation running through the lower half of his body. Junsu noticed the hitch in Yoochun’s breath and whooped in glee. It was also written in the book that once the person had started to obey the commands, the pendulum was no longer needed so Junsu placed Yoochun’s prized watch carefully to the side.
“Now take off your shirt…slowly.” Just like before, Yoochun obeyed, unbuttoning his shirt one at a time. After the piece of clothing was tossed to the side, Junsu sat on Yoochun’s lap, causing their excited members to brush against each other. It took all of Yoochun’s self restraint to refrain from devouring his lover right then and there.
Junsu roamed his fingers across Yoochun’s smooth and toned chest in excitement. “Now take off my shirt.” Yoochun found Junsu’s assertiveness very appealing and made sure that in the process of lifting the t-shirt over the tenor’s head, he touched all of Junsu’s sensitive spots, especially right underneath his left nipple. Junsu gasped. He couldn’t take it anymore. His thoughts were becoming incoherent.
“Yoochun, just make love to me right now.” Yoochun took no time in ravishing Junsu’s body. With Junsu sitting on his lap while facing him, Yoochun had a great access to all parts of Junsu’s upper body.
The older man kissed Junsu’s neck, licking his collarbone and sucking the skin. He was determined to give Junsu a large hickey. And from the moaning sounds escaping from the younger man’s mouth, he was succeeding. Yoochun kissed around Junsu’s nipple, making sure that he took his time in getting to the erect bud. One of his hands was supporting Junsu’s back while the other traveled into the tight space between Junsu’s butt and jeans.
Junsu was in pure bliss. He circled his arms around Yoochun’s neck but as time progressed, he was becoming impatient. Junsu tugged at Yoochun’s belt, uttering a frustrated growl when his fingers were unable to creep inside. Yoochun managed a smirk of satisfaction before unbuckling both his and Junsu’s belt, pulling it out with the snap of his wrist.
With the protection now gone, Junsu was able to access the contents of Yoochun’s pants. It’s like opening presents during Christmas! He began to undo the zipper of the jeans in sync with Yoochun’s unraveling of Junsu’s happy place. Both sighed in relief when both their appendages were freed.
It was then that Junsu began to feel mischievous. Somehow, in the process of ridding themselves of the jeans, Junsu had regained the sense of composure he had earlier.
“Stop.” Yoochun was too engrossed in Junsu’s erect and hard nipple to listen. “Yoochun, I said stop.” Yoochun stopped in surprise. He then remembered that he was supposed to be hypnotized and cursed Junsu’s bad timing. “Okay, so you cannot do anything. Your hands could only hold me from falling. Aside from that, you’re not allowed to move.” At this moment, mini-Yoochun hated his owner for dragging Junsu into the library.
Junsu grinned happily when Yoochun obeyed. Junsu began his ministrations and licked every single crevice of Yoochun’s body while moving his hips in a grinding motion against Yoochun’s pelvis. Mini-Yoochun really hated Yoochun at the moment and began to cry.
“No. Bad Yoochun. You can’t come yet.” Junsu brushed his finger across the tip of Yoochun’s penis to wipe away the pre-cum, licking the pearly substance from his fingers. Yoochun’s body began to twitch and sweat began to glisten in his body due to such extreme self restraint.
Thankfully, as much as Junsu enjoyed controlling their lovemaking, he also wanted his Yoochun back. Hence, he snapped his fingers. “Okay. Wake up, Yoochun.” The older man did not need telling twice before he pounced on his lover. He slapped Junsu’s butt loudly.
“You’ve been a bad boy, Junsu.” Junsu giggled.
“What are you going to do about it?” Yoochun brushed his fingers between Junsu’s butt cheeks, causing Junsu to shiver with excitement. The older man smirked and pushed his fingers into Junsu’s mouth.
“Lick.” Junsu didn’t need to be told twice and coated Yoochun’s fingers liberally with saliva. “Hold on to me, Su. It’s going to be the best ride of your life.” Yoochun played around with Junsu’s entrance, teasing the younger man with his cold, wet fingers trailing just outside of where Junsu needed it most. The latter moaned in protest, wiggling his hips and pushing himself onto Yoochun’s fingers. Yoochun chuckled. “Eager, aren’t you?”
However, Yoochun complied. He entered Junsu’s entrance slowly with his fingers, expanding the walls slowly with his expertly trained digits. Yoochun knew Junsu’s body too well and caused Junsu to jump with every single inch that he touched. Just when Junsu thought he was in heaven, Yoochun’s other hand encased itself around his arousal, pumping the shaft in an excruciatingly slow pace. Junsu squealed and closed his eyes.
Suddenly, Yoochun took his fingers out of Junsu’s hole, to the latter’s dismay. However, Yoochun’s other hand was still pleasuring him.
“Junsu, open your eyes.” Junsu did as he was told. Yoochun had taken his fingers into his mouth, licking it sensually while keeping his eyes on Junsu. Then, he took those same fingers and entered his own tight hole. This drove Junsu absolutely wild.
“Yoochun-ah, I need you in me.. right now.” Yoochun smirked.
“Your wish is my command.” He took his fingers out of his entrance and began to focus on balancing Junsu on his lap.
“Wait.” Yoochun looked at him, confused. “You can’t stick that in just yet. I still have to walk tomorrow, you know.” Yoochun grinned.
“What are you going to do about it?” The older boy said, mimicking Junsu. Without warning and as fast as lightning, Junsu had lifted himself off of Yoochun’s lap and enclosed Yoochun’s entire length in his mouth. Yoochun’s eyes rolled over as his head tilted back in pleasure when Junsu deep-throated him. Junsu murmured something against Yoochun but the reply was left unheeded as Yoochun growled in ecstasy due to the vibration and began to thrust into Junsu’s mouth.
“Junsu, I need you around me.” Yoochun momentarily missed the loss of warmth around his member but found Junsu’s entrance almost instantaneously. It was like his penis was equipped with its own GPS system that is programmed for Junsu’s tight hole. Being the gentleman that he was, Yoochun managed to pause once he was completely enveloped in order for Junsu to become acclimated with his presence.
However, the instant his full length was inside of Junsu, Junsu began to hump against Yoochun’s body. The latter raised his eyebrows in surprise but the younger man simply grinned. As Junsu rode Yoochun, he began to lick his own fingers. Wondering what his boyfriend was up to, Yoochun simply stared at the erotic sight.
Junsu then closed the distance between them, seemingly going for a hug. Yoochun was taken by surprise when he felt prodding fingers trying to enter his entrance. The older man patted himself in the back for successfully adjusting his position on the toilet to allow Junsu a better access. It took a few thrusts to get the two of them back in sync with each other. Their rhythm and dancing abilities were definitely put into good use as they move their hips and hands in unison. It didn’t take long before spurts of pearly white substance decorated Yoochun’s chest and Yoochun’s seeds were released into Junsu’ core. Both reached their climax almost simultaneously and managed a few more thrusts to ride out their orgasms.
It was the most complicated, yet the most pleasurable position they have tried thus far. It was also the first time they have done it in a public area. However, after that amazing experience, it was definitely not going to be the last.
Meanwhile in the next stall, the man who had witnessed Junsu’s odd behavior in the bathroom (which was also the man waiting outside of the bathroom) was now hugging himself, completely shaken. Through the cracks between the stalls, he had seen it all. The man’s face was flushed as his jeans were stained with an opaque white liquid. And all he did was watch.
“We’re home!” Junsu’s loud voice boomed across the apartment. Jaejoong and Yunho came out of their room while Changmin appeared from inside of the kitchen, munching something.
“Hey! You guys came home late. What did you guys do on your day off? Did any fangirl bother you?” Jaejoong, the ever so caring umma, asked. Yoochun and Junsu looked at each other.
“We went to the library! And there were like only three people there besides us and the librarian: a sneezing old lady, a farting young lady, and a constipated man.” Changmin looked at Junsu suspiciously. He knew how much this particular hyung of his hated the library. So why was he so happy? And how did he know the man was constipated? The youngest shuddered. However, it was Yunho who commented, though he ignored the comments of the guests.
“But you hated the library.” Yoochun laughed as Junsu looked insulted and indignant.
“I do not!” In looking at his members’ faces, he relented. “Okay, maybe I did. But I love it now. You can ask Yoochun.” The said person nodded his head.
“Yeah, he even picked up a book and read for 2 hours.” Three mouths formed large “O”s around the room. Changmin came to his senses first.
“Wait, if you guys only read for 2 hours, how come you were gone for 5 hours? What did you do with the remaining 3 hours?” Again, Yoochun and Junsu looked at each other, blushing profusely. Junsu took the time to conveniently change the subject and scoot over to Yunho.
“HYUNG! I learned about hypnotism today! It worked! I even hypnotized Yoochun! Right Yoochun?” Again, the older man could only nod helplessly.
“Really? Maybe you can try to hypnotize me too?” Junsu perked up at the sound of a willing participant. He roughly took off Yoochun’s watch from the older man’s wrist and began to swing it in front of Yunho like he did before.
“You’re getting sleepy, sleeeeeeeepy….” Junsu repeated the exact same procedure he did with Yoochun but even after 20 minutes of doing this, nothing was happening to Yunho. Finally, the leader yawned. AH! It worked!
“AH! It worked!” Junsu voiced out his thought. Yunho laughed, shaking his head.
“No, Junsu. I’m getting bored and tired from standing like this for half an hour. Are you sure you know how to do it?” Jaejoong went over to Yunho and leaned against him. Yunho wrapped his arms around the slender waist of his lover and rested his chin on Jaejoong’s shoulder, grateful for the support.
“Maybe you’re too tired. Anyway, have you eaten already?” Jaejoong asked. Junsu nodded absently, still thinking of his failed attempt. “Well, you and Yoochun should get some sleep. We have work tomorrow.”
“Okay hyung, Good night!” Junsu looked around for Yoochun but he was already in the room. He then proceeded to say a brief good night to Changmin before entering his own room. Yoochun had just came out of the shower with his pajama. Junsu thought it was a good idea and followed suit. When he came out of the shower, Yoochun had already nestled himself cozily in his bed, waiting for Junsu. The younger man grinned.
“You didn’t have to wait for me.” Yoochun smiled as well.
“Do you want to sleep together?” Junsu looked almost incredulous. After all that, he STILL wanted to do it again? Just as Junsu was about to comment on Yoochun’s stamina, the older man added, “Nothing kinky. I just wanted to cuddle.” At this, Junsu giggled. He’s such a softie.
“Hey Yoochun, I tried hypnotizing Yunho-hyung. But it didn’t work.” Yoochun tensed slightly.
“Oh really?”
“Yeah, it’s weird. Oh well, maybe it’s like a one time thing,” Junsu stated, snuggling against Yoochun on the bed. The latter simply nodded, not having the heart to tell Junsu that the sex had nothing to do with hypnotism.
“Hey, Yoochun?”
“Hmm?”
“I love you. Thanks for showing me the wonders of the library.” Yoochun laughed and kissed Junsu on the forehead.
“You’re absolutely welcome. And I love you too.”
Anyways, so she and I came up with this kinda long fic. It's supposed to be crack but ended up with smut. Again, blame her and not me.
However, I have to say that it's probably the fic with the most crack for me.. LOL
And I don't even know if people will understand my type of crack but *shrug*
enjoy ppls! ( I suppose it's because I've been wriing a yoosu angst, now my brain needed a yoosu crack smut. Just the perfect balance after killing off Junsu in the last fic, ne?)
So:
Title: Yoosu's Day Off.
Genre: Smut, crack
Length: One shot (4221 words - oy if I could write essays this fast @_@)
Rating: Definitely R.
Summary: So the Yoosu couple decided (against Junsu's wishes) to go to the library on their day off. Yes, it was fangirl-free and it's edumacational! However, what happens when Junsu got bored and started to people-watch? Worse, what happens when he comes across a special book? Why, some Yoosu lovin' of course!!!
A/N: SEE? I even wrote out a summary!!! I NEVER write out summaries.. It's very weird for me. Oh btw, I don't even know what possessed me to write this and the smut scene is very... different than what I have read before (which surprised me that I even came up with it) and different from what I have written in the past.
please enjoy and comment? XD
Junsu was pouting. He and Yoochun were currently standing in front of an ancient large building. Beside him, Yoochun was sighing happily to himself. Junsu cringed.
“Yoochun-ah, can’t we do something else instead? Like soccer?” Junsu exerted all of his charm and cuteness into it. He was desperate and it was his last chance of salvation.
“Nope,” was all that Yoochun uttered. Junsu refused to give up. They haven’t entered the building yet! He still had a chance.
“Oh, okay then. How about the mall? We can go to the mall instead!” Again, Yoochun shook his head. The older man was now at the end of his rope.
“Junsuuu,” he whined. “You said that if we did what you wanted last time, then we get to do something that I want the next time. And it’s now the next time!” Junsu was left speechless. He had forgotten that Yoochun had a secret weapon of his own. The slightly taller boy doesn’t use his cute image very often but when he does, everyone was powerless, especially Junsu. Yoochun knew, of course. In fact, his inner self was doing a victory dance as he watched his boyfriend’s shoulder slump slightly at his defeat.
Junsu said nothing. He simply followed Yoochun into the large double side door into the building. He cringed as the whiff of staleness reached his nostrils. That was the thing he hated most about these places, the smell.
“Ahh, there’s nothing like the smell of books in the morning, eh Su?” Yoochun turned to his side, grinning. “Aww, cheer up! I’m sure you can find a book you like here. It is the library, after all. There are all sorts of books here.” At that, the older man pulled Junsu deeper into the building.
Library, Junsu almost spat out under his breath. Why would people come here anyway? You don’t even know where these books have been and how much germs are on them. Right at that moment, the two men passed by an aging lady on the couch sneezing her lungs out. Junsu shuddered and subtly distanced himself from her.
Yoochun led them to the corner of the large room in the midst of a huge and comfortable looking couch. He settled himself into the plush cushion briefly before standing up once more. “Hey Su, I’m going to go get some books, okay? You should look for some too. The sports section is that way,” Yoochun pointed as he darted over to explore the wonderful book haven.
Junsu planned on a boycott. He was not completely sure how effective or what he was boycotting against but he refused to touch any of the books. He was going to drill a hole against Yoochun’s skull with his eyes; his piercing, charismatic, feline eyes. His plan failed, however, when his eyes began to water and Yoochun laughed at his book, obviously not paying attention to Junsu. Okay, so that didn’t work. OH! I know! Let’s people watch.
The tenor looked around the length of the aisle. No one. Frustrated, he stood up. Junsu was determined to find someone. He was about to inform Yoochun of his leave but waved his hand dismissively when he realized that the older man was off in his own little imaginary world. The slender figure began to creep up between the aisles of books, peering out from between the shelves like a spy. AH! There’s one! It’s a girl. She looks like she’s studying.
Junsu leaned himself against the shelf and began to stare at the girl. Even after his failed attempt with Yoochun, he was confident of his oozing charisma. So he kept his eyes on her. Five minutes later, the girl began to squirm uncomfortably in her seat. Junsu’s heart began to beat faster. It’s working!
The object of his stare started to shift her body at different positions before looking around in paranoia. HAH! I do have a piercing stare! Just as he was about to give himself a congratulatory pat on the back, he heard an unpleasant sound. Scrunching his forehead in confusion, he began to look around at the source of such an offending noise. Then, it hit him; the smell. Junsu was about ready to spill his morning breakfast onto the ground but managed to save his life by dashing to the nearest bathroom, which happened to be on the other side of the library. In his dramatic escape, Junsu had managed to topple a couple of encyclopedias to the ground. The girl jumped on her seat and began scribbling furiously. I’ll get you for that, woman. I will have my revenge!!
From the corner of his eyes, Yoochun thought he had seen Junsu fleeing across the room. He looked up but saw no one. Shrugging lightly to himself, the somewhat-American-raised man continued his book, chuckling at the story. Pooh had once again managed to stick his head into the honey jar.
Meanwhile in the bathroom, Junsu was making gagging noises against the toilet. However, when nothing came out, he began to take notice of his surroundings, marveling at the beautiful architecture of the ceiling. Maybe people-watching isn’t really my thing. Architecture is more sophisticated anyway.
He craned his head, leaned his neck as far back as he could, and began to spin his body. Ooh, they make really cool patterns when you look at it like this. Junsu was so engrossed in his new ‘sophisticated’ activity that he didn’t even notice when the door swung open and shut. A man had entered the bathroom with the intention of relieving his abdominal tension but had immediately left when he saw a man twirling in front of a urinal.
It did not take long before Junsu began to feel dizzy. He was, after all, not a robot and has fluids in his body to keep him stable. Now, he really did feel like throwing up. I really have to get Yoochun off of this reading thing. Or I should just go buy him tons of books for his birthday so he can read at home.
Once he felt that he was sufficiently stable and the marbled bathroom counters were not spinning anymore, Junsu exited the bathroom. He encountered a man leaning against the wall by the door and flashed him a cheerful grin. When the man scurried into the bathroom without so much as an acknowledgement, Junsu was offended. I definitely need to stop Yoochun from dragging me here again.
Now, completely at a loss and utterly bored, Junsu began to browse the aisles. Maybe by the time Junsu had finish walking through all the sections, Yoochun would be done and they could go home. He stole a glance at Yoochun sitting in the corner. Maybe I should walk slower. Then, he heard his lover stifle his laughter behind the pages. Maybe I should do two rounds.
Junsu lingered longer by the sports section. He marveled at the amount of texts available for him in the subject of soccer. He pulled out a book. It was called “The History of Soccer.” Junsu placed it back into the shelf, already forgetting the order of the books and misplacing the texts. Soccer is not for reading! If it was, then we’d be using pens and books instead of a ball and goalposts. So it was decided between Junsu and his short attention span that they move on.
Suddenly, a section in the not-so-far distance caught his eye: Magic. His eyes brighten almost immediately as Junsu made a mad dash to the shelves. Standing before the collection of these books, Junsu felt a tingle in his stomach. Hmm, maybe I’m hungry. The man scanned across the titles on the binding. There was “History of Magic” (What is up with people and the past and boring titles?!?!), “Witches: Fact or Fiction”, “101 Simple Magic Tricks That Will WOW Your Friends and Families,” (which causes Junsu’s mind to spin just by reading the long title) and many more. Just when he was about to lose interest and give up, the corner of his eye noticed a glitter of purple amongst the sea of black and gray. He pulled it out. The title was short and simple: “Hypnotism”.
The little tingle in his stomach was back. He opened the book and immediately put as much distance between the ripe pages and his nostrils as his arms possibly can. However, when he read the topic “How to make your friends and family do whatever you tell them,” he was almost put off. Honestly! Who writes these titles? Nevertheless, the boy was intrigued. He settled himself on the floor, leaned against the shelf, and began to read.
Yoochun was getting worried. It has been two hours since he saw Junsu last and because he was not sure whether the blur he saw earlier was his boyfriend, it could have been longer than that. Moreover, he was finished with his stack of books and sighed contentedly. Garfield was exceptionally funny today and he had his fair share of laughs. In fact, Yoochun was ready to go home.
So where is his fair-butted boyfriend? Yoochun began to explore the library, going through every crook and cranny of the place until he finally found what he was looking for. The sight he saw sprawled over the floor in the magic section was too adorable for words. Junsu was really immersed in what he was reading.
“Junsu,” Yoochun called out softly, not really wanting to disturb Junsu’s concentration. Surprisingly enough, Junsu heard the call and looked up. His eyes brightened as he stood up and bounced over to his lover.
“Look what I found, Yoochun!” Junsu covered all of Yoochun’s vision with the book. Squinting due to the close proximity, the older man managed to discern the title, “Hypnotism.” He almost laughed aloud but nodded instead, smiling amiably. “It’s really cool!! It tells you how to hypnotize people and stuff. I’ve been trying to memorize the steps.”
Suddenly, a bright idea occurred in Junsu’s head. He looked at Yoochun with his pleading eyes, which the latter knew would not bode well for him.
“Chunnie-ah, can I hypnotize you?” Yoochun was about to shake his head no when Junsu did his puppy dog pout. The older man was weak. Junsu pranced along the aisle as a victory dance which caused Yoochun to give himself a mental note: take Junsu out in public less frequently. Junsu then dragged the older man into the bathroom.
“Err, Junsu? Why are we in the bathroom?” Yoochun frowned when he was provided with nothing more than a wink and a shush.
“Just trust me, don’t talk, and open your mind.” Junsu led them into one of the larger stalls. Yoochun raised his eyebrows. Junsu couldn’t be planning what Yoochun thought he was planning, could he? HEHEHE, Yoochun will not know what hits him. Well, it’s me, naturally, but still.
Feeling smug at his brilliant concoction, he lowered the toilet seat cover and pushed Yoochun lightly on it. The older man crashed loudly and not so gracefully onto the seat. Cringing at the bruise it will cause, Yoochun stare daggers into Junsu.
“Sorry, Chunnie. I’ll put ointment on that later.” Then, Junsu began to feel his shirt and jeans pockets, as if searching for something. Yoochun smirked.
“I think I’m liking this already.” Junsu slapped Yoochun lightly on the arm.
“Pervert. No, that’s not it. By the way, Yoochun, do you have a pocket watch?” It was truly days like these when Yoochun worried about Junsu. But he held his tongue and simply shook his head.
“Darn!” he looked at Yoochun’s hands. “OOH, let me use your watch. It should be the same.” The sitting victim surrendered his favorite watch into Junsu’s eager hands and sighed. “Okay, so now, I’m going to start swinging this watch like a pendulum and you have to keep staring at it, okay?” Yoochun nodded.
Junsu stooped slightly to make sure the watch was at Yoochun’s eye level before swinging. Yoochun sighed inwardly once again. It was the price he had to pay for bringing Junsu to the library. His eyes were already tired from the reading. The swinging watch simply made him sleepy.
Junsu was excited. The book had said that once the watch is swung, the victim, or rather the willing participant, would begin to have a glazed over look in his/her eyes. It was during this time when the hypnotist could begin the set of instructions. It’s working! Yoochun’s eyes are looking blank! Ooh! This is going to be fun!
“You are now becoming extremely horny.” Even at this stage of his fatigue, Yoochun almost burst out laughing. So this was what Junsu had planned. Truth be told, the younger man didn’t need to hypnotize him in order to get sex. Nevertheless, Yoochun played along and kept his eyes blank. Junsu continued swinging the makeshift pendulum watch while whispering “horny” repeatedly into Yoochun’s ears.
Junsu’s warm breath and the tickle it caused in his ear caused Yoochun to gulp, feeling a rush of sensation running through the lower half of his body. Junsu noticed the hitch in Yoochun’s breath and whooped in glee. It was also written in the book that once the person had started to obey the commands, the pendulum was no longer needed so Junsu placed Yoochun’s prized watch carefully to the side.
“Now take off your shirt…slowly.” Just like before, Yoochun obeyed, unbuttoning his shirt one at a time. After the piece of clothing was tossed to the side, Junsu sat on Yoochun’s lap, causing their excited members to brush against each other. It took all of Yoochun’s self restraint to refrain from devouring his lover right then and there.
Junsu roamed his fingers across Yoochun’s smooth and toned chest in excitement. “Now take off my shirt.” Yoochun found Junsu’s assertiveness very appealing and made sure that in the process of lifting the t-shirt over the tenor’s head, he touched all of Junsu’s sensitive spots, especially right underneath his left nipple. Junsu gasped. He couldn’t take it anymore. His thoughts were becoming incoherent.
“Yoochun, just make love to me right now.” Yoochun took no time in ravishing Junsu’s body. With Junsu sitting on his lap while facing him, Yoochun had a great access to all parts of Junsu’s upper body.
The older man kissed Junsu’s neck, licking his collarbone and sucking the skin. He was determined to give Junsu a large hickey. And from the moaning sounds escaping from the younger man’s mouth, he was succeeding. Yoochun kissed around Junsu’s nipple, making sure that he took his time in getting to the erect bud. One of his hands was supporting Junsu’s back while the other traveled into the tight space between Junsu’s butt and jeans.
Junsu was in pure bliss. He circled his arms around Yoochun’s neck but as time progressed, he was becoming impatient. Junsu tugged at Yoochun’s belt, uttering a frustrated growl when his fingers were unable to creep inside. Yoochun managed a smirk of satisfaction before unbuckling both his and Junsu’s belt, pulling it out with the snap of his wrist.
With the protection now gone, Junsu was able to access the contents of Yoochun’s pants. It’s like opening presents during Christmas! He began to undo the zipper of the jeans in sync with Yoochun’s unraveling of Junsu’s happy place. Both sighed in relief when both their appendages were freed.
It was then that Junsu began to feel mischievous. Somehow, in the process of ridding themselves of the jeans, Junsu had regained the sense of composure he had earlier.
“Stop.” Yoochun was too engrossed in Junsu’s erect and hard nipple to listen. “Yoochun, I said stop.” Yoochun stopped in surprise. He then remembered that he was supposed to be hypnotized and cursed Junsu’s bad timing. “Okay, so you cannot do anything. Your hands could only hold me from falling. Aside from that, you’re not allowed to move.” At this moment, mini-Yoochun hated his owner for dragging Junsu into the library.
Junsu grinned happily when Yoochun obeyed. Junsu began his ministrations and licked every single crevice of Yoochun’s body while moving his hips in a grinding motion against Yoochun’s pelvis. Mini-Yoochun really hated Yoochun at the moment and began to cry.
“No. Bad Yoochun. You can’t come yet.” Junsu brushed his finger across the tip of Yoochun’s penis to wipe away the pre-cum, licking the pearly substance from his fingers. Yoochun’s body began to twitch and sweat began to glisten in his body due to such extreme self restraint.
Thankfully, as much as Junsu enjoyed controlling their lovemaking, he also wanted his Yoochun back. Hence, he snapped his fingers. “Okay. Wake up, Yoochun.” The older man did not need telling twice before he pounced on his lover. He slapped Junsu’s butt loudly.
“You’ve been a bad boy, Junsu.” Junsu giggled.
“What are you going to do about it?” Yoochun brushed his fingers between Junsu’s butt cheeks, causing Junsu to shiver with excitement. The older man smirked and pushed his fingers into Junsu’s mouth.
“Lick.” Junsu didn’t need to be told twice and coated Yoochun’s fingers liberally with saliva. “Hold on to me, Su. It’s going to be the best ride of your life.” Yoochun played around with Junsu’s entrance, teasing the younger man with his cold, wet fingers trailing just outside of where Junsu needed it most. The latter moaned in protest, wiggling his hips and pushing himself onto Yoochun’s fingers. Yoochun chuckled. “Eager, aren’t you?”
However, Yoochun complied. He entered Junsu’s entrance slowly with his fingers, expanding the walls slowly with his expertly trained digits. Yoochun knew Junsu’s body too well and caused Junsu to jump with every single inch that he touched. Just when Junsu thought he was in heaven, Yoochun’s other hand encased itself around his arousal, pumping the shaft in an excruciatingly slow pace. Junsu squealed and closed his eyes.
Suddenly, Yoochun took his fingers out of Junsu’s hole, to the latter’s dismay. However, Yoochun’s other hand was still pleasuring him.
“Junsu, open your eyes.” Junsu did as he was told. Yoochun had taken his fingers into his mouth, licking it sensually while keeping his eyes on Junsu. Then, he took those same fingers and entered his own tight hole. This drove Junsu absolutely wild.
“Yoochun-ah, I need you in me.. right now.” Yoochun smirked.
“Your wish is my command.” He took his fingers out of his entrance and began to focus on balancing Junsu on his lap.
“Wait.” Yoochun looked at him, confused. “You can’t stick that in just yet. I still have to walk tomorrow, you know.” Yoochun grinned.
“What are you going to do about it?” The older boy said, mimicking Junsu. Without warning and as fast as lightning, Junsu had lifted himself off of Yoochun’s lap and enclosed Yoochun’s entire length in his mouth. Yoochun’s eyes rolled over as his head tilted back in pleasure when Junsu deep-throated him. Junsu murmured something against Yoochun but the reply was left unheeded as Yoochun growled in ecstasy due to the vibration and began to thrust into Junsu’s mouth.
“Junsu, I need you around me.” Yoochun momentarily missed the loss of warmth around his member but found Junsu’s entrance almost instantaneously. It was like his penis was equipped with its own GPS system that is programmed for Junsu’s tight hole. Being the gentleman that he was, Yoochun managed to pause once he was completely enveloped in order for Junsu to become acclimated with his presence.
However, the instant his full length was inside of Junsu, Junsu began to hump against Yoochun’s body. The latter raised his eyebrows in surprise but the younger man simply grinned. As Junsu rode Yoochun, he began to lick his own fingers. Wondering what his boyfriend was up to, Yoochun simply stared at the erotic sight.
Junsu then closed the distance between them, seemingly going for a hug. Yoochun was taken by surprise when he felt prodding fingers trying to enter his entrance. The older man patted himself in the back for successfully adjusting his position on the toilet to allow Junsu a better access. It took a few thrusts to get the two of them back in sync with each other. Their rhythm and dancing abilities were definitely put into good use as they move their hips and hands in unison. It didn’t take long before spurts of pearly white substance decorated Yoochun’s chest and Yoochun’s seeds were released into Junsu’ core. Both reached their climax almost simultaneously and managed a few more thrusts to ride out their orgasms.
It was the most complicated, yet the most pleasurable position they have tried thus far. It was also the first time they have done it in a public area. However, after that amazing experience, it was definitely not going to be the last.
Meanwhile in the next stall, the man who had witnessed Junsu’s odd behavior in the bathroom (which was also the man waiting outside of the bathroom) was now hugging himself, completely shaken. Through the cracks between the stalls, he had seen it all. The man’s face was flushed as his jeans were stained with an opaque white liquid. And all he did was watch.
“We’re home!” Junsu’s loud voice boomed across the apartment. Jaejoong and Yunho came out of their room while Changmin appeared from inside of the kitchen, munching something.
“Hey! You guys came home late. What did you guys do on your day off? Did any fangirl bother you?” Jaejoong, the ever so caring umma, asked. Yoochun and Junsu looked at each other.
“We went to the library! And there were like only three people there besides us and the librarian: a sneezing old lady, a farting young lady, and a constipated man.” Changmin looked at Junsu suspiciously. He knew how much this particular hyung of his hated the library. So why was he so happy? And how did he know the man was constipated? The youngest shuddered. However, it was Yunho who commented, though he ignored the comments of the guests.
“But you hated the library.” Yoochun laughed as Junsu looked insulted and indignant.
“I do not!” In looking at his members’ faces, he relented. “Okay, maybe I did. But I love it now. You can ask Yoochun.” The said person nodded his head.
“Yeah, he even picked up a book and read for 2 hours.” Three mouths formed large “O”s around the room. Changmin came to his senses first.
“Wait, if you guys only read for 2 hours, how come you were gone for 5 hours? What did you do with the remaining 3 hours?” Again, Yoochun and Junsu looked at each other, blushing profusely. Junsu took the time to conveniently change the subject and scoot over to Yunho.
“HYUNG! I learned about hypnotism today! It worked! I even hypnotized Yoochun! Right Yoochun?” Again, the older man could only nod helplessly.
“Really? Maybe you can try to hypnotize me too?” Junsu perked up at the sound of a willing participant. He roughly took off Yoochun’s watch from the older man’s wrist and began to swing it in front of Yunho like he did before.
“You’re getting sleepy, sleeeeeeeepy….” Junsu repeated the exact same procedure he did with Yoochun but even after 20 minutes of doing this, nothing was happening to Yunho. Finally, the leader yawned. AH! It worked!
“AH! It worked!” Junsu voiced out his thought. Yunho laughed, shaking his head.
“No, Junsu. I’m getting bored and tired from standing like this for half an hour. Are you sure you know how to do it?” Jaejoong went over to Yunho and leaned against him. Yunho wrapped his arms around the slender waist of his lover and rested his chin on Jaejoong’s shoulder, grateful for the support.
“Maybe you’re too tired. Anyway, have you eaten already?” Jaejoong asked. Junsu nodded absently, still thinking of his failed attempt. “Well, you and Yoochun should get some sleep. We have work tomorrow.”
“Okay hyung, Good night!” Junsu looked around for Yoochun but he was already in the room. He then proceeded to say a brief good night to Changmin before entering his own room. Yoochun had just came out of the shower with his pajama. Junsu thought it was a good idea and followed suit. When he came out of the shower, Yoochun had already nestled himself cozily in his bed, waiting for Junsu. The younger man grinned.
“You didn’t have to wait for me.” Yoochun smiled as well.
“Do you want to sleep together?” Junsu looked almost incredulous. After all that, he STILL wanted to do it again? Just as Junsu was about to comment on Yoochun’s stamina, the older man added, “Nothing kinky. I just wanted to cuddle.” At this, Junsu giggled. He’s such a softie.
“Hey Yoochun, I tried hypnotizing Yunho-hyung. But it didn’t work.” Yoochun tensed slightly.
“Oh really?”
“Yeah, it’s weird. Oh well, maybe it’s like a one time thing,” Junsu stated, snuggling against Yoochun on the bed. The latter simply nodded, not having the heart to tell Junsu that the sex had nothing to do with hypnotism.
“Hey, Yoochun?”
“Hmm?”
“I love you. Thanks for showing me the wonders of the library.” Yoochun laughed and kissed Junsu on the forehead.
“You’re absolutely welcome. And I love you too.”