sexploited [part 1/3]
Pairing: YooSu
Genre: Smut, Angst
Rating: NC17
Length: Oneshot
Warning: PWP or rather the plot is overwhelmed by the porn
Disclaimer: None of the boys belong to me *sob* but I really really wish the kamo butt was mine.
A/N: I officially break my hiatus and I bring you (failed?) smut. My very first time writing something this hardcore so show me some love okay? Story inspired by my insatiable craving for YooSu smut that sometimes leaves me asking the question...am I sexploiting the boys for my own carnal pleasures? ~ HELL YA!!!
Summary: "God Yoochunah am I just a piece of ass to you?"
"Hey Sexy" Yoochun whispered before gently biting Junsu's earlobe, hands circling around his narrow waist plastering Junsu's back flush against his chest.
"Don't I..I am really not in the mood" Junsu muttered and pushed a surprised Yoochun away.
"Why what's wrong baby?" With all the solo activities they could barely get any time together and in Japan...in Japan, Jae had been a mess. They all were suffering but Jae was broken and leaving him alone was not an option. Junsu had understood, kind off or maybe he just cared too much to say anything. But in Japan Yoochun ended up spending all his time with Jae while Junsu spent his free time calling Junho. Now that they were back in Korea they could finally spend some time together.
Yoochun stared at Junsu's curvaceous back and took a deep shuddering breath. It had been forever since they had sex and all he wanted was to bend Junsu over, shove his cock inside and bang him till he was begging for mercy. He shivered, stroking his erection as the image of Junsu's plump ass getting throughly drilled by him popped into his mind.
Junsu turned towards him and noticed Yoochun's glazed eyes. He looked down and saw that Yoochun had unzipped his fly, shoved one hand inside the denim and was now fondling himself. Junsu grimaced at his body's immediate, unmistakable and unwarranted response to the sight of Yoochun stroking himself.
"God Yoochunah am I just a piece of ass to you?" he cried out hating himself for being so weak, for giving in to whatever Yoochun wanted of him. Hating Yoochun for all that he made him do or what he made him feel.
Yoochun didn't bother answering, instead he removed his hand from his crotch and walked over to his lover till their bodies were nearly touching. He traced his hand down the slope of Junsu's stiff back, stopping when his palm rested on the curve of Junsu's butt. Then without warning he pressed hard, jerking Junsu's body forward. Their lips tangled and their cocks squished against each other almost painfully.
Yoochun swayed his hips rubbing against Junsu, the frotting almost torturous with the barrier of clothes. Junsu moaned and closed his eyes as Yoochun slipped his hand inside Junsu briefs, kneading and caressing the firm ass cheeks.
"Look at me" Yoochun growled harshly and with some difficulty Junsu opened his shut lids only to stifle another moan at the sight of Yoochun sucking his long slender middle finger as if it were a popsicle. Junsu could not however stop himself from groaning loudly when the finger left the mouth with a plop sounding almost as sexy as the sound his cock made plopping out of Yoochuns mouth after being sucked dry.
The saliva soaked finger glistening in the dim lighting of the bedroom. Junsu gripped Yoochuns shoulders trembling uncontrollably as that finger joined the other hand that was now spreading his ass cheeks apart. Yoochun teased Junsu's puckered hole, circling it gently, swallowing Junsu's whimpers with a kiss. Then he thrust his finger in and with unerring accuracy and speed found the gland he had been seeking. He twisted his finger rubbing and pressing against it.
Junsu bit Yoochun's shoulder through his shirt, a fresh bout of sweat giving his skin a goden sheen. He wriggled against the finger wanting more. He needed to be filled up.
"Please Yoochunah..Please just fuck me" he begged, voice husky with desire. Yoochun shuddered hearing Junsu plead to be fucked in that raw, broken voice of his.
He removed his hand kissing away the cry of protest before shoving Junsu roughly towards the bed till he fell flat on his back on the mattress, legs dangling from the side of the bed.
"Strip" he bit out as Yoochun removed his own clothes in record time before helping Junsu with his pants and briefs. He pulled Junsu up till he was facing Yoochun's throbbing erection.
"Fuck" he screamed, neck arched, as Junsu licked his entire length before putting the tip in his mouth.
Junsu held his balls and caressed it gently but Yoochun shoved his hand away.
"No hands" and Junsu nodded obediently, placing his hands behind his back as he slurped and sucked Yoochun.
"Shit I am too close" Yoochun tugged Junsu's hair pushing him down on his back again. He bent down and kissed him full in the mouth sucking and licking till they ran out breath while his hand kept stroking Junsu's hard cock.
"Let me get the lube babes" Yoochun whispered, trying to move away but Junsu gripped his wrist almost painfully.
"No no don't just take me..I need you inside me now." Yoochun stared into Junsu's eyes asking a question but Junsu turned his head and refused to answer. Yoochun nodded and with a final kiss he got up grabbed Junsu' ankles and placed them on his shoulders.
"This will hurt" he warned before breaching the hole and thrusting inside. Junsu bit his lip hard till it was bleeding to stop the scream as a burning sensation ripped through his lower region.
"You okay?" Yoochun asked, curling his fingers over Junsu's cock, sliding his thumb roughly over the slit at the top.
Pleasure warred with pain, "Move" Junsu gasped, needing the friction.
Yoochun's shallow thrusts turned into some thing wilder and uncontrolled as he pumped deeper and faster. The sound of skin hitting skin resounded through the room punctuated by the cries of the two boys. Yoochun twisted his fist around Juns's cock who bucked up in the air as he came messily all over himself and Yoochun. One white globule landed on Yoochuns chin and he licked it before one last thrust brought him to his orgasm. His hands dug into Junsu thighs and he threw his head back as the almost unbearabe pleasure ripped through his body.
Spent he dropped Junsu's leg and flopped besides him on the bed. His body still quivering with the aftershock. He glanced at Junsu and took his hand in his. Junsu didnt open his eyes. Just gripped his hand tightly. They stayed in that position until Yoochun crooked his neck to look at the time.
"Shit I am gonna be late for rehearsal. I need 10 minutes then the bathroom is all yours okay?" He planted a small kiss on Junsu's lips and headed to the bathroom without waiting for an answer. Junsu didn't bother replying.
Twenty minutes later Yoochun was in backseat of the car reading through his script. He loved acting almost as much as he liked composing. He smiled thinking about his co-artist who had admitted on their second day of shooting that she was a fangirl.
Junsu curled up on the bed still unwashed and naked....crying his heart out.
[PART 2/3]