Take Your Hands
Title: Take Your Hands
Pairing: Changmin/Jaejoong
Author: Only4DBSK
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: AU, Smut, Language
Length: Oneshot
Genre: Just Smut! :)
A/N: I’m in Chemistry class and I’m bored out of my mind so here goes some JaeMin!
Summary: Jaejoong, the bad boy, sits beside Changmin, the good boy, in Chemistry class…and well…Chemistry is getting a bit more fun for both of them.
Jaejoong’s footsteps echoed through the hallways. Changmin heard them coming from a mile away and if it wasn’t for the book that shielded his face, Jaejoong would have seen his face completely red and a slightly nervous expression on his face.
Jaejoong didn’t waste any time and took his place beside Changmin at the back of the class.
“Hey babe”
“Um, hey Jaejoong”
Changmin was so uncomfortable with him being so friendly. Jaejoong was supposed to be the bad guy in the school. And Changmin’s parents had warned him to stay away from Jaejoong.
But it was getting hard to avoid him since they were lab partners in Chemistry. The first day of the semester, Changmin was running late and when he dashed into the classroom, he found that the only empty seat was the one beside the devil. He had made his way to the back of the class, sulking.
“You look so hot today” Jaejoong commented
Changmin didn’t respond. Yea, Jaejoong was really gorgeous and Changmin wanted his luscious lips more than anything but he was so crude and disgusting that some part of Changmin told him that he was a jerk, a player and nothing more.
“Don’t ignore me like that baby” He whispered, not giving up “you know you want me, I can see it in your eyes”
Changmin looked straight ahead.
Jaejoong placed his hand on Changmin’s thigh and heard him inhale sharply.
“Jaejoong don’t..”
Jaejoong moved his hand closer to Changmin’s crotch and his breathing sped.
“I’m going to tell the teacher,” he whispered, breaths coming in short gasps, “this is harassment”
“If you were going to tell the teacher on me, you would have done it a long time ago, stop holding back love. I know how to make you feel really good.”
Changmin’s eyes shut as he heard a zipper unzip. It wasn’t his own and his breath hitched.
“Look how hard you made me already by just being next to me, you know much torture it is to sit beside you?”
Changmin didn’t want to look, really, he didn’t want to look. But he did. And nothing could have pulled him in faster than the sight of Jaejoong’s hardened length. Waiting. For him.
Changmin’s eyes shut as pleasure coursed through him and he felt his pants tighten. He bit his lip to fight back a moan.
Jaejoong pushed the chair in a bit so the teacher or anybody else wouldn’t be able to see and angled towards Changmin sitting on his right.
The teacher started speaking but Changmin didn’t look up.
Jaejoong wrapped fingers around his own cock and stroked. Slow, constant strokes.
Changmin watched Jaejoong’s hand move up and down his cock, his breathing noticeably increasing and his eyes never leaving Changmin. Watching Changmin watch him stroke off was stimulating enough to move a bit faster.
“God, Changmin” Jaejoong breathed, only loud enough for him to hear.
Changmin was even more turned on and was a minute away from zipping down his own pants.
“J-Jaejoong, just, don’t stop,” Changmin whispered, his breath heavier than Jaejoong’s.
Jaejoong used his other hand, elbow rested on the table, to cover his own face and moaned into it.
They were so glad that they were in the lab where the tables were tall enough to hide everything the boys in the back were up to.
Changmin couldn’t watch anymore. His eyes flicked to the teacher, who was writing something on the board and he placed his hand on Jaejoong’s wrist, of the hand that was moving up and down his cock.
Jaejoong muttered some profanities under his breath as Changmin stopped Jaejoong’s hand movements with intentions of replacing it with his own hand.
Both of them stopped breathing when Changmin’s hand touched skin. Changmin felt Jaejoong’s cock swell a little bit more as his fingers encircled it. Changmin pushed his chair into the desk as well and used his other hand to cover his face as Jaejoong had done.
“Fuck, Changmin, I’m going to come and I can’t..here…and SHIT” A student in front of them turned around and if both of them didn’t have their hands covering their mouths which were open in gasps and pants, there was no knowing what the student would have interpreted this as.
Jaejoong’s eyes were fluttering and Changmin’s hand never stopped moving, it didn’t pick up pace, but never stopped stroking.
“What?” Changmin looked at the student who had turned around, “pay attention in class, turn around”
The student narrowed eyes at Changmin but complied and turned around after giving Jaejoong another suspicious look.
Jaejoong would have laughed if Changmin hadn’t tightened his hold and swirled a fingertip over the slit. Precum already dripping, Changmin ran a finger his finger over the slit again and quickly brought it to his mouth to lick it clean and Jaejoong moaned out loud at the sight.
The teacher snapped her head back at him and he tried to make his face look as calm as possible as Changmin’s hand went back to his cock.
“Kim Jaejoong, since you obviously pay attention so well in class, care to tell me the three types of chemical reactions we are talking about?”
Jaejoong steadied his breathing as everyone in the class turned to look towards him. Changmin smirked as Jaejoong desperately shifted in his seat to make sure everyone’s view was blocked, stuttered and gasped out an answer.
“Pardon me, speak up please” The teacher reprimanded.
Changmin twisted his hand, making Jaejoong lift up off his seat and say an answer louder than was expected.
“Well, ok, good, but you didn’t have to say it that loud.” The teacher shook her head and turned back to the class.
Jaejoong turned to Changmin who was smiling as one of his nails dug into Jaejoong’s flesh. And that was all Jaejoong needed to push him over the edge. He was trying so hard not to scream as he hit his orgasm. And if he did come here, how would he get up and clean himself. Whoever sat in this desk after this period would either be really disgusted or really intrigued.
Jaejoong jerked up once and bit down on his lip hard enough to draw blood, releasing into Changmin’s hand and on the desk in front of him. When he jerked the second time, come splattered on his jeans.
“Shit, fuck, and god dammit!” Jaejoong breathed under his breath again.
Changmin couldn’t laugh at all, not when he was almost out of breath with how hot that was. He realized he was a tiny bit sadistic as he witnessed Jaejoong almost chew his own lip off, trying to keep under control.
“God, Jaejoong,” Changmin whispered, again only loud enough for him to hear. Changmin was about to burst himself, his cock trapped in the confines of his pants.
“Shit Min-ah" Jaejoong's breaths were coming back to him. Jaejoong grabbed the notebook in front of Changmin and scribbled on the margins, hands still shaking.
-I need 2 fuck u. NOW!!!-
Changmin’s pants still restricted him and his cock ached but he grabbed the pen and scribbled beside it.
-How r we gonna get this place cleaned and how am I supposed to get out of here?-
-You’re the genius, figure it out, I just need to fuck u-
Changmin took a deep breath in and shifted in his seat for the umpteenth time to keep from moaning.
Their hands were still covered in come, their breaths still in sync, and their teacher was still lecturing them on the periodic table of elements.
Chemistry had just gotten a bit more interesting.
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A/N: Ok, so I know it makes no sense, and is very impractical that that happens in class but sitting here, listening to my teacher go on about chemicals, I was just thinking that if right now, in chem class, Jae walked in and sat beside me, I would do exactly what Changmin just did, I mean….wouldn’t you? *giggles* Attempt to make chemistry a bit more fun for me! Hope you all enjoyed a bit too. Comments are <33
Pairing: Changmin/Jaejoong
Author: Only4DBSK
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: AU, Smut, Language
Length: Oneshot
Genre: Just Smut! :)
A/N: I’m in Chemistry class and I’m bored out of my mind so here goes some JaeMin!
Summary: Jaejoong, the bad boy, sits beside Changmin, the good boy, in Chemistry class…and well…Chemistry is getting a bit more fun for both of them.
Jaejoong’s footsteps echoed through the hallways. Changmin heard them coming from a mile away and if it wasn’t for the book that shielded his face, Jaejoong would have seen his face completely red and a slightly nervous expression on his face.
Jaejoong didn’t waste any time and took his place beside Changmin at the back of the class.
“Hey babe”
“Um, hey Jaejoong”
Changmin was so uncomfortable with him being so friendly. Jaejoong was supposed to be the bad guy in the school. And Changmin’s parents had warned him to stay away from Jaejoong.
But it was getting hard to avoid him since they were lab partners in Chemistry. The first day of the semester, Changmin was running late and when he dashed into the classroom, he found that the only empty seat was the one beside the devil. He had made his way to the back of the class, sulking.
“You look so hot today” Jaejoong commented
Changmin didn’t respond. Yea, Jaejoong was really gorgeous and Changmin wanted his luscious lips more than anything but he was so crude and disgusting that some part of Changmin told him that he was a jerk, a player and nothing more.
“Don’t ignore me like that baby” He whispered, not giving up “you know you want me, I can see it in your eyes”
Changmin looked straight ahead.
Jaejoong placed his hand on Changmin’s thigh and heard him inhale sharply.
“Jaejoong don’t..”
Jaejoong moved his hand closer to Changmin’s crotch and his breathing sped.
“I’m going to tell the teacher,” he whispered, breaths coming in short gasps, “this is harassment”
“If you were going to tell the teacher on me, you would have done it a long time ago, stop holding back love. I know how to make you feel really good.”
Changmin’s eyes shut as he heard a zipper unzip. It wasn’t his own and his breath hitched.
“Look how hard you made me already by just being next to me, you know much torture it is to sit beside you?”
Changmin didn’t want to look, really, he didn’t want to look. But he did. And nothing could have pulled him in faster than the sight of Jaejoong’s hardened length. Waiting. For him.
Changmin’s eyes shut as pleasure coursed through him and he felt his pants tighten. He bit his lip to fight back a moan.
Jaejoong pushed the chair in a bit so the teacher or anybody else wouldn’t be able to see and angled towards Changmin sitting on his right.
The teacher started speaking but Changmin didn’t look up.
Jaejoong wrapped fingers around his own cock and stroked. Slow, constant strokes.
Changmin watched Jaejoong’s hand move up and down his cock, his breathing noticeably increasing and his eyes never leaving Changmin. Watching Changmin watch him stroke off was stimulating enough to move a bit faster.
“God, Changmin” Jaejoong breathed, only loud enough for him to hear.
Changmin was even more turned on and was a minute away from zipping down his own pants.
“J-Jaejoong, just, don’t stop,” Changmin whispered, his breath heavier than Jaejoong’s.
Jaejoong used his other hand, elbow rested on the table, to cover his own face and moaned into it.
They were so glad that they were in the lab where the tables were tall enough to hide everything the boys in the back were up to.
Changmin couldn’t watch anymore. His eyes flicked to the teacher, who was writing something on the board and he placed his hand on Jaejoong’s wrist, of the hand that was moving up and down his cock.
Jaejoong muttered some profanities under his breath as Changmin stopped Jaejoong’s hand movements with intentions of replacing it with his own hand.
Both of them stopped breathing when Changmin’s hand touched skin. Changmin felt Jaejoong’s cock swell a little bit more as his fingers encircled it. Changmin pushed his chair into the desk as well and used his other hand to cover his face as Jaejoong had done.
“Fuck, Changmin, I’m going to come and I can’t..here…and SHIT” A student in front of them turned around and if both of them didn’t have their hands covering their mouths which were open in gasps and pants, there was no knowing what the student would have interpreted this as.
Jaejoong’s eyes were fluttering and Changmin’s hand never stopped moving, it didn’t pick up pace, but never stopped stroking.
“What?” Changmin looked at the student who had turned around, “pay attention in class, turn around”
The student narrowed eyes at Changmin but complied and turned around after giving Jaejoong another suspicious look.
Jaejoong would have laughed if Changmin hadn’t tightened his hold and swirled a fingertip over the slit. Precum already dripping, Changmin ran a finger his finger over the slit again and quickly brought it to his mouth to lick it clean and Jaejoong moaned out loud at the sight.
The teacher snapped her head back at him and he tried to make his face look as calm as possible as Changmin’s hand went back to his cock.
“Kim Jaejoong, since you obviously pay attention so well in class, care to tell me the three types of chemical reactions we are talking about?”
Jaejoong steadied his breathing as everyone in the class turned to look towards him. Changmin smirked as Jaejoong desperately shifted in his seat to make sure everyone’s view was blocked, stuttered and gasped out an answer.
“Pardon me, speak up please” The teacher reprimanded.
Changmin twisted his hand, making Jaejoong lift up off his seat and say an answer louder than was expected.
“Well, ok, good, but you didn’t have to say it that loud.” The teacher shook her head and turned back to the class.
Jaejoong turned to Changmin who was smiling as one of his nails dug into Jaejoong’s flesh. And that was all Jaejoong needed to push him over the edge. He was trying so hard not to scream as he hit his orgasm. And if he did come here, how would he get up and clean himself. Whoever sat in this desk after this period would either be really disgusted or really intrigued.
Jaejoong jerked up once and bit down on his lip hard enough to draw blood, releasing into Changmin’s hand and on the desk in front of him. When he jerked the second time, come splattered on his jeans.
“Shit, fuck, and god dammit!” Jaejoong breathed under his breath again.
Changmin couldn’t laugh at all, not when he was almost out of breath with how hot that was. He realized he was a tiny bit sadistic as he witnessed Jaejoong almost chew his own lip off, trying to keep under control.
“God, Jaejoong,” Changmin whispered, again only loud enough for him to hear. Changmin was about to burst himself, his cock trapped in the confines of his pants.
“Shit Min-ah" Jaejoong's breaths were coming back to him. Jaejoong grabbed the notebook in front of Changmin and scribbled on the margins, hands still shaking.
-I need 2 fuck u. NOW!!!-
Changmin’s pants still restricted him and his cock ached but he grabbed the pen and scribbled beside it.
-How r we gonna get this place cleaned and how am I supposed to get out of here?-
-You’re the genius, figure it out, I just need to fuck u-
Changmin took a deep breath in and shifted in his seat for the umpteenth time to keep from moaning.
Their hands were still covered in come, their breaths still in sync, and their teacher was still lecturing them on the periodic table of elements.
Chemistry had just gotten a bit more interesting.
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A/N: Ok, so I know it makes no sense, and is very impractical that that happens in class but sitting here, listening to my teacher go on about chemicals, I was just thinking that if right now, in chem class, Jae walked in and sat beside me, I would do exactly what Changmin just did, I mean….wouldn’t you? *giggles* Attempt to make chemistry a bit more fun for me! Hope you all enjoyed a bit too. Comments are <33