Roommates 4/?
Title: Roommates
Pairings: Jaejoong/Yoochun, Changmin/Junsu, Past!Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17 Overall
Warnings: Smut, Coarse Language, Pervertedness
Genre: Drama, Romance, Smut, Little Bit Fluffiness,
Disclaimer: I wish I was their roommate, but alas, you don't always get what you want~
Summary: One of Yoochun's distant cousins from Korea is paying him a visit. Yoochun doesn't like the thought of sharing his apartment for 2 whole months but when that cousin is as gorgeous as Jaejoong is, he doesn't mind making a little room.
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Jaejoong’s tongue flung out over Yoochun’s ear and Yoochun shivered, tingles running up his back.
“Come on Yoochun, let’s dance” Jaejoong barely whispered.
The music blared in his ears but Yoochun heard Jaejoong, loud and clear. Jaejoong didn’t wait for a response anymore, his drunken mind told him to grab and go.
He ran a hand over Yoochun’s cheek and looked at him with a goofy grin on his face, lacing their fingers together. Yoochun let himself be pulled onto the dance floor, partly because of the alcohol but mostly because he knew he wanted to.
And besides, it was just a dance.
Before they joined the mass of bodies, Jaejoong pulled Yoochun’s hand and moved him in to the front, settling his hands on Yoochun waist. He pushed Yoochun towards the floor, fingers digging into his hips and then lowering to Yoochun’s jean pockets.
Yoochun’s breath caught, and he feared Jaejoong would feel his semi-hard cock. But he kept walking, his arms reaching behind to caress Jaejoong’s. Jaejoong hummed in approval and settled his chin on the crook of Yoochun’s neck.
As soon as they were surrounded by people and the music seemed to be louder on the actual dance floor, Yoochun was sure there would be no more talking going on.
Yoochun kept moving towards the middle, trying to blend in with the rest of the dancers. This was hard to do, more than one guy turned back to give Yoochun a sleazy look and ever more turned back for Jae.
Something pulled on Yoochun’s hip and he stopped, and then he was turned around.
The song was an R&B song, something Yoochun vaguely recognized, but even so, he had no clue of how to move to it.
Damn it, this would have been better if I was drunker.
Yoochun had to smile at the big grin on Jae’s face and laugh at his giggle as he put his hands on Yoochun’s waist and guided his hips to sway one way.
But Jae noticed the hitches in his movements.
“Would you find it easier if our backs were touching instead?” Jaejoong shouted into his easier.
“WHAT?” Yoochun yelled right back.
“I said would it be easier if you were turned around?” Jaejoong said louder.
“HUHH???”
Jaejoong rolled his eyes.
“You silly” He hiccupped, and then reversed the position so his crotch was settled nicely against Yoochun ass, knees bent a little bit.
“Oh.” Yoochun said. He was surprised by the strength in those arms, to so easily manipulate him in any position possible. That would come in handy later, Yoochun thought and smirked.
Jaejoong hooked fingers in Yoochun’s belt loop and moved his own hips with the music, forcing Yoochun to follow his movements.
"This is fun, isn’t it?", his voice was harsh in Yoochun’s ear. There was something erotic about Jae’s voice, breath tickling Yoochun’s earlobe.
Yoochun placed his palm on the back of Jae’s head, pulling him closer, swaying with him.
His lips moved from Yoochun’s ear to his neck. Pecking slightly but mainly focusing on teasing him with the hot breath against his already sweat slicked skin.
Yoochun leaned his head back, landing on Jae’s shoulder and opened up more of his neck to him.
Jaejoong devoured it, swirling his tongue around flesh.
Yoochun’s cock was definitely not semi-hard anymore. He moaned loudly when he felt Jaejoong’s teeth digging into his skin.
Yoochun would have been really nervous with all these people watching them. It was obvious Jaejoong couldn’t care less and he wanted Yoochun, like, now.
Yoochun felt something hard press against his ass. “Oh fuck” He stretched out that word, barely breathing, somewhat from the claustrophobic conditions.
When Jae was done with his neck, leaving fresh pink marks behind, he traced his finger along Yoochun’s jaw line and forced his head to face him.
Yoochun was met with a feral grin and half-lidded bloodshot eyes.
Creepy, but still fucking hot!!!
“Let’s go home” Jae said with a fitful sway of his head.
“What???”
“LET’S GO HOME!” Jae said, a bit louder.
“HUH?”
Jaejoong grabbed his chin and crushed their lips together, leaving Yoochun wide eyed. Before Yoochun could figure out what was going and actually kiss back, Jae pulled away and grabbed Yoochun by the collar.
“Oh.”
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It was a challenge getting Jaejoong home. Calling a taxi was an adventure with Jaejoong trying to get the cabbie’s attention with bare chest, flexing his chest muscles and his eyebrows moved in rhythm. Yoochun just couldn’t stop laughing.
Then stopping Jaejoong from undressing him with the cabbie staring at every move they made through the rearview mirror.
He texted Changmin a “Getting laid tonight, DND” and smirked to himself, still trying to keep Jaejoong off of him until they got to their apartment.
After what seemed like hours, the elevator dinged open and Yoochun was pushed in.
He was supporting almost all of Jae’s weight, stumbling to stay up and return Jae’s giggles and light kisses.
“Chunnie, make it go fasterrrr”
“How can I do that, Jae baby?”
“Press the button with your tongue, I heard it works”
Yoochun coughed back a laugh.
“TRY ITTTUHH!”
“I’d rather put my tongue to better use”
“What better use could there possibly be?” Jae said, eyelashes fluttering.
“Oh I don’t know, I hear tongues are really good for sticking into assholes, especially pretty ones like yours”
“Hey! Don’t. Call. Me. Pretty!” Jae pouted
“I didn’t! I called your asshole pretty”
“NO! Can’t it be a handsome and manly asshole?”
“Why yes it can”
Jaejoong beamed.
WOW. Yoochun thought to himself, This guy’s almost as fun as Junsu when he’s drunk. The difference is WE get to fuck.
The elevator came to a stop and Yoochun dragged Jaejoong, who was suddenly fascinated by the way Yoochun’s leather jacket felt, out.
They opened the door to the dark apartment.
The nervousness that Yoochun had in his mind before all this was washed away when Jaejoong got hold of himself and took control of this “sex” situation. He was still swaying erratically but had a look in his eyes that he knew what he wanted.
Jaejoong forced Yoochun’s lips open and pushed his tongue in, exploring every crevice of his mouth. Yoochun moaned into Jae’s mouth, trying to keep up with his wild tongue flicks.
It was rushed and sloppy and messy. Yoochun wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.
But this was their first day together.
Sure they talked a lot, but Yoochun felt like he needed more. He had paid a lot of attention to love song lyrics and wrote too many himself to just want sex from somebody.
Then Jaejoong stuck a hand inside his jeans. And the only song that came into Yoochun’s head was “Touch My Body”.
Jaejoong’s pretty hands, no, handsome and manly hands wrapped around Yoochun’s hardened length. Yoochun cried out into Jae’s mouth, biting down on his tongue.
“Ow, Chunnie, that hurt”
“Sorry baby” Yoochun said, breathless.
“I’ll forgive you if you suck me” Jae said, pushing down on Yoochun’s shoulder “And no biting.”
Yoochun dropped, err was pushed, onto his knees and he unbuckled Jae’s pants, running just one finger over the length of him.
Jae giggled.
Yoochun looked up at Jaejoong, meeting his eyes before closing his mouth around the head.
“Oh…god Chunnie….fuck” Jae said, and thrust himself into Yoochun’s throat. Yoochun opened his mouth a bit wider, seeing no point in trying to hold Jae’s hips back.
Yoochun leaned his head against the wall and let Jaejoong do all the work. His palms were against the wall, mouth open and gasping as Yoochun sat between his legs with a light grip on Jae’s hips.
Jaejoong fucked Yoochun’s mouth, slow but harder each thrust. Yoochun tried to accommodate all of him in but when Jaejoong’s dick hit the back of throat, he gagged and pinched Jae’s side a little to let him know.
Jaejoong didn’t notice, as he was too busy moaning and biting his lips and shouting out profanities.
Yoochun felt Jaejoong’s cock pulse and suddenly, Jae picked up the pace. Yoochun’s moaning around Jae’s cock stimulated him even more and he thrust faster.
“Shit…Chunnie….I-I’m gonna…..ngh” Jaejoong’s breath hitched at every syllable he was trying to put out there. It was as if his lungs were suddenly out of air and it was too hot to keep any clothes on.
Yoochun reached over and played with Jae’s balls and scraping nails over them. Jae screamed.
The pulsing in Yoochun’s mouth increased and Jae came with a loud cry, pushing his cock as far into Yoochun’s mouth as it would go, his body convulsing and elbows giving in.
Yoochun gagged and spluttered, not being to take all of Jae’s come but the taste was something he craved since the first time he saw Jaejoong.
Jaejoong growled and took his sensitive cock out of Yoochun’s mouth, dropping down next to him and settling on his lap. Yoochun brought his mouth to kiss him, but with the way Jaejoong was breathing, Yoochun hesitated. Jaejoong stuck out his tongue and licked up Yoochun’s chin instead and met Yoochun’s tongue on the way.
“Chunnie baby?”
“Hmm?” Yoochun said, tongue lapping at Jaejoong’s neck.
“I don’t think I can get up,”
“Mhhmm”
“No, I mean really,” Jaejoong said and Yoochun heard a thunk as Jaejoong’s head hit the wall behind him.
“Jae?” Yoochun said shaking him.
All he got in response was light snore.
“Jaejoong?” Yoochun shook him.
Nothing.
“Kim Jaejoong, how dare you fall asleep on me while I’m still hard!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Next Chapter: Hello Again
Previous Chapters:
3: Million Men
2: My Little Princess
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