Equations
Title: Equations
Pairing: ChangMin/JaeJoong
Length: one-shot
Genre: smut, romance, AU
Rating: NC 17
Beta: shadowofmyday
A/N: My muse is kind of back - to be more precise - my MinJae muse, so for few next weeks there will be some MinJae updates from me.
P.S. These are basically the same characters I used for Help me long time ago, so i decided to write what happened before events in "Help Me".
Summary: Every single equation on the planet could wait, when someone like Him is so close.
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It had already been six hours since ChangMin had begun struggling with one of his newest equations... that day. He had spent almost all of the previous week checking whether each separate chain of events worked as it should, if all the components are in their right places at the right time. He basically lived in his office and laboratory, though he knew that a certain someone would return home soon and would probably either nag on the phone or come and nag in person.
But his lack of sleep and proper food paid off. He checked for mistakes ten times and in the eleventh he found one that could have blown up the lab, if he were to run the real experiment and not just the simulation. But he wasn’t sure how to fix it so he could gain the desired result.
He emptied the fifth cup of coffee and ran the simulation of his equation again, as he replaced the mistake with a few other components.
“Simulation failed.” A bright red sign jumped on the screen with a loud thud.
“Fuck!” ChangMin hit the table with his fist and gathered all his composure so as not to throw the computer against the wall.
He removed his glasses and put them on the table, closing his eyes and leaning back into the normally comfy chair, though now it seemed more like a bear-trap, which held him down to that exact same spot until he bites his own arm or leg off or someone pays mercy on him. He had a feeling that the first one would probably come sooner.
He probably passed out for a moment, as he didn’t notice how someone came in his private ‘chamber of torture’. A pair of familiar arms slowly wrapping around his shoulders and familiar lips pecking his cheek woke him.
“My poor baby.” The person whispered close to ChangMin’s ear and now he had no doubts of the person’s identity.
“Shouldn’t you nag now, JaeJoong?” he said, leaning into the other’s embrace a bit more.
“No. I should drag you home, feed you, and put you to sleep for a few hours and after that ride you for a few hours.” ChangMin could almost hear JaeJoong’s pout. He smiled and opened his eyes, finally seeing his lover.
His hair was now in deep burgundy and cut in a different style, though ChangMin remembered them being honey blond and a bit longer, but that was JaeJoong’s job - to change as others please, yet stay himself in a way, and he was good at it. Nothing could overshadow him and that, most likely, was one of the reasons why ChangMin loved him so much.
He reached out and ran his fingers through JaeJoong’s hair and the other leaned into his touch.
“You need to rest.” JaeJoong pouted sadly. ChangMin hated making JaeJoong with his frantic work schedules, but it wasn’t like he had a choice.
“I’m fine. I just need to gather my thoughts and finish this or else the next project…”
“What next project?” JaeJoong interrupted him, removed his arms from ChangMin’s shoulders and went around the chair, taking the place between ChangMin and his desk, blocking the computer screen.
“I have to finish this, though I have no idea when that will happen and then quickly get on with the next one, as this one took too much time.” ChangMin explained looking straight into the other’s dark eyes. No matter how hard he tried not to, he always got lost in them, especially when they looked slightly sad…like now.
“I have to leave in few days.” JaeJoong said quietly.
“That’s why you changed your hair?” ChangMin asked and received a nod as a reply.
“I thought you could free those few days.” JaeJoong said. “I miss you, you know.” He continued with the most adorable pout possible.
“If only I could…” ChangMin sighed. He would be a liar if he’d say that he didn’t want to be with JaeJoong rather than staying in his personal form of prison. But on the other hand it was easier to be in this prison cell, than at home, when JaeJoong was gone. They both agreed that they want to continue to work - ChangMin as a nuclear expert and JaeJoong as a model (they were sure that they were the most odd couple on the planet), though that meant that they would see each other a maximum of one or two months a year. Then again; better just those two months than being without JaeJoong at all.
“Maybe I should help you to understand so that you can?” JaeJoong asked, pulling ChangMin out of his thoughts. ChangMin recognized the mischievous tone in his voice and in a blink of an eye JaeJoong was already straddling his lap, his hands running up ChangMin’s chest and neck, until his fingers started to play with his hair.
“JaeJae…” ChangMin sighed again and put his hands on JaeJoong’s hips to push him away, yet JaeJoong captured his lips in a kiss. ChangMin’s head went light and in stead of pushing other away, he pulled him closer. The way the colorful dots jumped behind his closed eyelids just showed how much he actually missed JaeJoong being this close to him. ChangMin ran his hands over JaeJoong’s clothed thighs and sides, re-remembering each and every curve. Every single equation in the world could wait when he had JaeJoong in his arms.
JaeJoong broke the kiss with a wide smile on his face. “Starting to understand, as I can see.” He said and pecked ChangMin’s lips and pulled away a bit further. He started to roll his hips, rubbing their clothed crotches together, his hands now running down ChangMin’s torso, randomly opening the buttons of his dress shirt. JaeJoong slid his hands up his own torso afterwards, pulling the t-shirt he was wearing over his head. Then he returned back to ChangMin’s shirt and tried to open the rest of the buttons, though his hands started to shake because of a reason that fascinated ChangMin more than anything.
When ever ChangMin touched JaeJoong’s skin it seemed like other experienced some sort of electric waves running through his entire body, even if they were just holding hands there were shivers running through JaeJoong’s body, not to mention when their skin touched as much as it was possible in all possible ways.
Right now, ChangMin ran his hands up JaeJoong’s still clothed thighs, his bare sides, fingers brushing over his ribs and then back down over his abs.
“Damn it…” JaeJoong moaned, rocking his hips faster, his head falling back with a gasp as he finally opened the last two buttons of ChangMin’s shirt. He franticly removed the shirt from ChangMin’s shoulders, attacking the other's chest and neck with kisses, leaving wet marks, until he reached his lips, locking them in a fierce kiss, at the same time shivering from the amount of naked skin contact.
Now it was impossible to stop, as nothing and no one was able to stop JaeJoong when he wanted something and it was pretty clear what JaeJoong wanted, as he continued to roll his hips and moan into the messy kiss, franticly running his hands over ChangMin’s back, blunt nails digging into the muscles whenever ChangMin caressed the right spot on the other's body. Apart from that, one more thing was more than clear - ChangMin didn’t even think about stopping.
He entwined his arms around the other's slender frame, pulled him as close as possible and stood up, without breaking the kiss. JaeJoong’s legs automatically wrapped around ChangMin’s lower waist and more and more shiver waves ran through his body.
With few long, slightly unsteady steps, ChangMin reached the couch that was located in the furthest corner of his office. There were two blankets tossed on it, as he had used it as a bed for the past week.
He slowed down his movements, including the kiss and previously quite aggressive touches, when it came to putting JaeJoong down. He knew better that anyone that JaeJoong was pretty much unbreakable (and darn flexible), but still he knew there were moments when he treated him like he was made from rather exquisite porcelain and even one wrong move could brake him in to thousand pieces. He just didn’t want to break or harm someone that meant everything to him.
He lowered his lover onto the couch, finally breaking the kiss, and hovered over him, putting his elbows on either side of his head, staring right into that pair of dark abysses. “I missed you.” ChangMin said, his fingers running through the other's burgundy coloured hair.
“I think I will never get why everyone thinks you’re not romantic or sweet.” JaeJoong smiled. That was the only smile in entire world that ChangMin appreciated, the only one he really wanted to see.
“My brain must have overheated, ‘cause I don’t get you.” ChangMin replied, his fingers still brushing through the hair of the man trapped beneath him, eyes wandering over the other's rather perfect face.
“Everyone, well, most of the people I know, have this image of you as a know-it-all, sarcastic asshole who doesn’t know how to love or at least how to express love.” JaeJoong said, his fingers dancing over ChangMin’s forearms.
“Geee… Thanks for a mood setter.” ChangMin frowned. He was pretty much aware that most of JaeJoong’s friends saw him as someone who doesn’t appreciate JaeJoong. If only they would know the truth, if only they would know…
“My point is that they just don’t know you and that they have never seen you like I have… well, like this.” JaeJoong continued to smile and run his hands over
ChangMin’s arms until he could lock them around his neck. “I, on the other hand, know everything about you and you’re far from what they think… except the know-it-all part… and the sarcastic part… but, there’s no such thing as perfection.”
“There is…” ChangMin interrupted. “…you.”
“Sometimes you’re so silly that even I can see that.” JaeJoong laughed and pulled ChangMin closer for a kiss, yet the other stopped it.
“And what does that mean?” ChangMin raised an eyebrow.
“I guess your brain is really overheated.” JaeJoong chuckled. “I’m aware that for your colleagues and friends I’m arrogant, stupid and ignorant and they most definitely think I cheat on you.” ChangMin opened his mouth to say something, but JaeJoongshook his head. “Don’t. I’m not the smartest person out there and well, foolishly I’m too shy to prove all of them that I’m rather friendly. I would like to prove my friends that their wrong about you too… but I guess I can’t.”
“We’re most definitely the most awkward pair out there.” ChangMin smiled and kissed JaeJoong’s lips briefly.
“Yeah… But, you know, I really wish I could be smarter, like that kid KyuHyun and help you with the thingy you have problems with.”
“The thingy is called an equation and you can help me.” JaeJoong raised an eyebrow in question. “You can help me to forget about it, at least for a while.”
“Well, I can most definitely do that.” JaeJoong smirked and licked his lips.
ChangMin slowly slid his hands down JaeJoong’s exposed sides, enjoying the other's skin twitching under his touch, until the edge of the other's jeans came in the way. He ran a single finger along the very edge of the fabric till the button, watching JaeJoong close his eyes with a quiet moan.
“I wonder who is making who to forget something…” ChangMin chuckled and started to leave open mouth kisses on JaeJoong’ s torso, enjoying every single wave of shivers running through the other's frame. His fingers in the mean time undid JaeJoong’s jeans, and pulled them along with the other's underwear, as the other willingly, or more like eagerly, lifted his hips.
“Don’t move.” ChangMin whispered against the dip of JaeJoong’s hip and stood up. He took his pants off on his way to his desk and his boxers on his way back, as he had to take a certain object from one of the drawers with locks on them.
“I said don’t move.” ChangMin grinned as he returned to JaeJoong. One of his legs were hooked on the back rest of the couch, a single finger was buried deep in his body and his other hand was stroking his length.
“Sorry. You looked too tempting moving around naked.” JaeJoong grinned and slowly withdrew his finger from his hole, yet continued to slowly tease his own shaft, covering it with his already leaking precum. “And why do you have lube in your office?” he asked, looking at the item that ChangMin was holding.
“Because I have a very eager and usually horny boyfriend.” ChangMin grinned and crawled on top of JaeJoong so their faces would be at the same level. “And I learn from our previous mistakes.”
“That was not a mistake.” JaeJoong said and arched up, rubbing their bodies together with a quiet cry, as his erected manhood touched ChangMin’s, this time making both of them shiver.
“The fact that you’re a bit of a pain freak doesn’t change the fact you bled.” ChangMin narrowed his eyes.
“Let’s not talk about that.” JaeJoong said and wrapped his fingers around his and ChangMin’s erections, stroking both of them together, in a slow pace, teasing all the right spots, mixing the liquids, which were pumping out of them, together.
“Agreed.” ChangMin said, his voice lower than usual, and poured a decent amount of lube on his fingers, pushing two of them at once into JaeJoong’s clenching entrance making the other arch up from the couch with a loud cry. He ran his tongue over the other's almost always erected nipples (which he actually found darn erotic) and closed his mouth around one, as he started to slowly move his fingers inside JaeJoong, twisting and turning them.
With no hesitation JaeJoong started to move, fucking himself on ChangMin’s fingers, using the armrest on the couch as leverage to pull himself up, yet after the few first movements ChangMin stopped him, holding his hips down with his free hand. “You interrupted me during work, so this will happen my way.” ChangMin said against the other's skin and left a trail of kisses down the other's torso. He closed his mouth around a patch of skin on JaeJoong’s hip bone, sucking it in his mouth and leaving a dark red mark, which most definitely would turn purple later. He knew that marking his lover was against the rules of the other's work, but he was also aware of places that he didn’t quite want others to see, so he marked a border, how far things can go. Meanwhile his fingers continued to slowly move in and out of the other's tightness, stretching the muscles slowly, even agonisingly slowly for JaeJoong.
The latter was already near a state of mumbling and moaning mess, when ChangMin decided so speed up and add the third finger and leave a few more marks on JaeJoong’s hips and inner thighs, as he had a nice access to them because of the position of JaeJoong’s leg. His arms were tensed, as he was desperately clenched in the arm post, his whole body slowly started to glisten with sweat and he was ready to scream at ChangMin to just get inside of him as fast as possible.
“Please…” he moaned when ChangMin twisted his fingers, scissoring them a little. “Please... I… I need…” JaeJoong quite didn’t finish what he wanted to say as he felt the loss of the other's digits and their replacement by something not just a little bigger than them. His back arched from the couch as he came, white splattering over his lower abdomen. All that came out from his throat was unarticulated sounds and a mix of random words as ChangMin started to thrust in his now over-sensitive body. Each move made sparks jump and dance behind JaeJoong’s slightly closed eyelids and more and more electric waves to run through his body, making him hard again in no time. His leg slipped from the back of the couch and he somehow managed to gain his senses to wrap his legs around ChangMin’s lower back, pulling the other deeper, rocking his hips to force more moves from ChangMin.
ChangMin’s fingers dug into the other's thighs, holding JaeJoong in place, while the other desperately tried to move so he could meet ChangMin’s thrusts. His arms and legs started to ache from the uncomfortable position, as he was half kneeling, half standing. “Damn it.” He hissed and slipped out of the others body, dragging a loud disappointed moan from JaeJoong. “Babe, are you content enough to ride me, ‘cause I right now I have zero ideas how to…” ChangMin didn’t even finish his sentence as JaeJoong almost jumped up and pushed ChangMin down, almost making him hit his head on the armrest, straddling his hips, positioning his cock against his entrance and sitting down with a loud cry and a new wave of shivers. Without any hesitation JaeJoong started to impale himself onto the other's shaft, hands clenching on the other's shoulders in search for leverage.
Each of JaeJoong’s moves made ChangMin drift away in the other's body heat, scent and over all presence even more. His mind seemed to switch off completely and right now he didn’t give a damn about the fact that someone could walk in or hear them - he could only think about his lover, admire him through his half shut eyelids. He always found JaeJoong beautiful - in photo shoots, on runway, when he was cooking, pouting or just sleeping - but seeing his lips parted for nearly soundless moans to escape, his hair damped with sweat and sticking to his forehead, all his muscles tensed and eyes shut in pleasure made JaeJoong even more beautiful in his eyes for totally unknown reasons.
ChangMin settled his hands on JaeJoong’s hips and thrust up, making more vocal moans come from the other's lips. He left one of his hands on the other's hip, while his other one slid over the other's sweaty and cum covered abdomen and more south, finally capturing the other's neglected shaft in a strong grip, stroking it at the same pace as JaeJoong’s moves.
JaeJoong lost his balance from the new, strong wave of pleasure running through him and also lost the grip on ChangMin’s shoulders, and fell forward, somehow landing in a way that he didn’t completely squish ChangMin and continued to roll his hips down, meeting ChangMin’s upward thrusts. He felt how his orgasm started to boil in his lower stomach yet again with full power as now his member was trapped between their bodies, rubbing against both of them with each move, plus ChangMin still teased it with his skilful fingers. The world turned white in seconds and all that streamed through JaeJoong’s system was utter bliss. He sagged against ChangMin’s chest and rolled his hips down a few more times.
At that very moment a brand new yet still somehow familiar rainbow of colours flashed before ChangMin’s eyes as JaeJoong’s body contracted around his member, sucking it dry and refusing to let go. His body was suddenly completely relaxed and at first he let his arms sag against his sides and only after a moment of regaining his breath he managed to wrap them around JaeJoong’s still heavily breathing body.
They lay like that for long minutes - in complete silence, almost without any movements - just enjoying being in each other's arms as they had opportunities like this so rarely, until ChangMin suddenly sat up, pulling JaeJoong along.
“What’s wrong?” JaeJoong asked, looking at ChangMin’s almost shocked face, yet the other didn’t reply.
ChangMin gently pushed JaeJoong aside, grabbed one of the blankets and headed straight to his desk. JaeJoong wrapped the remaining blanket around himself and followed.
ChangMin had already put on his glasses and opened the same equation as before and was deleting parts of it and then replacing them with others. JaeJoong just stood next to him, looking at the numbers and symbols appearing on the screen once again realizing that he will never fully grasp the how actually smart his ChangMin was.
In less than 15 minutes ChangMin ran the simulation. He stared at the screen through the frames of his glasses through the whole simulation process and it almost seemed like he stopped breathing until a sign appeared on the screen. 'Simulation successful.'
ChangMin sighed, removed his glasses and closed his eyes until a familiar weight settled in his lap.
“What was all that about?” JaeJoong asked, looking rather confused.
“It’s pretty hard to explain, but, let’s say you helped me to figure this out.” ChangMin said with a smile.
“Me? How?” JaeJoong seemed to be even more confused.
“You gave me few ideas that, as it turned out, worked out perfectly. In other words - I learned from world's oddest, but yet most perfect equation.” ChangMin continued to smile and pecked JaeJoong’s lips. “Looks like all I need, even when it comes to work, is you.” He continued getting a wide smile in return.
“You’re silly. Again.” JaeJoong said with a smile and rested his forehead against ChangMin’s.
“No. I just know that I would probably live in four very dark walls for the rest of my life trying to figure this out, if not for you.” ChangMin said quietly and captured the other's lips in a slow, passionate kiss.
“Doesn’t change the fact that you’re silly.” JaeJoong mumbled into the kiss and wrapped his arms around ChangMin’s neck. He straddled the other's hips yet again and let the blanket slip off his shoulders, landing on the floor, nuzzling closer to ChangMin, who wrapped the blanket he had around JaeJoong too.
“You said something about feeding me and putting me to sleep earlier today. Well, I wouldn't mind if we head home now and try that out.” ChangMin said.
“Silly.” JaeJoong pecked tip of ChangMin’s nose and stood up, heading toward the couch to his clothes, purposely moving a bit more seductively than usually, knowing that ChangMin was most definitely staring at him.
“You know…” JaeJoong heard ChangMin stand up. “Eating and sleeping can wait.” He heard the other come closer and soon both of them were on the couch again as a pile of limbs, laughing so loud that the whole building heard it for sure.
Pairing: ChangMin/JaeJoong
Length: one-shot
Genre: smut, romance, AU
Rating: NC 17
Beta: shadowofmyday
A/N: My muse is kind of back - to be more precise - my MinJae muse, so for few next weeks there will be some MinJae updates from me.
P.S. These are basically the same characters I used for Help me long time ago, so i decided to write what happened before events in "Help Me".
Summary: Every single equation on the planet could wait, when someone like Him is so close.
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It had already been six hours since ChangMin had begun struggling with one of his newest equations... that day. He had spent almost all of the previous week checking whether each separate chain of events worked as it should, if all the components are in their right places at the right time. He basically lived in his office and laboratory, though he knew that a certain someone would return home soon and would probably either nag on the phone or come and nag in person.
But his lack of sleep and proper food paid off. He checked for mistakes ten times and in the eleventh he found one that could have blown up the lab, if he were to run the real experiment and not just the simulation. But he wasn’t sure how to fix it so he could gain the desired result.
He emptied the fifth cup of coffee and ran the simulation of his equation again, as he replaced the mistake with a few other components.
“Simulation failed.” A bright red sign jumped on the screen with a loud thud.
“Fuck!” ChangMin hit the table with his fist and gathered all his composure so as not to throw the computer against the wall.
He removed his glasses and put them on the table, closing his eyes and leaning back into the normally comfy chair, though now it seemed more like a bear-trap, which held him down to that exact same spot until he bites his own arm or leg off or someone pays mercy on him. He had a feeling that the first one would probably come sooner.
He probably passed out for a moment, as he didn’t notice how someone came in his private ‘chamber of torture’. A pair of familiar arms slowly wrapping around his shoulders and familiar lips pecking his cheek woke him.
“My poor baby.” The person whispered close to ChangMin’s ear and now he had no doubts of the person’s identity.
“Shouldn’t you nag now, JaeJoong?” he said, leaning into the other’s embrace a bit more.
“No. I should drag you home, feed you, and put you to sleep for a few hours and after that ride you for a few hours.” ChangMin could almost hear JaeJoong’s pout. He smiled and opened his eyes, finally seeing his lover.
His hair was now in deep burgundy and cut in a different style, though ChangMin remembered them being honey blond and a bit longer, but that was JaeJoong’s job - to change as others please, yet stay himself in a way, and he was good at it. Nothing could overshadow him and that, most likely, was one of the reasons why ChangMin loved him so much.
He reached out and ran his fingers through JaeJoong’s hair and the other leaned into his touch.
“You need to rest.” JaeJoong pouted sadly. ChangMin hated making JaeJoong with his frantic work schedules, but it wasn’t like he had a choice.
“I’m fine. I just need to gather my thoughts and finish this or else the next project…”
“What next project?” JaeJoong interrupted him, removed his arms from ChangMin’s shoulders and went around the chair, taking the place between ChangMin and his desk, blocking the computer screen.
“I have to finish this, though I have no idea when that will happen and then quickly get on with the next one, as this one took too much time.” ChangMin explained looking straight into the other’s dark eyes. No matter how hard he tried not to, he always got lost in them, especially when they looked slightly sad…like now.
“I have to leave in few days.” JaeJoong said quietly.
“That’s why you changed your hair?” ChangMin asked and received a nod as a reply.
“I thought you could free those few days.” JaeJoong said. “I miss you, you know.” He continued with the most adorable pout possible.
“If only I could…” ChangMin sighed. He would be a liar if he’d say that he didn’t want to be with JaeJoong rather than staying in his personal form of prison. But on the other hand it was easier to be in this prison cell, than at home, when JaeJoong was gone. They both agreed that they want to continue to work - ChangMin as a nuclear expert and JaeJoong as a model (they were sure that they were the most odd couple on the planet), though that meant that they would see each other a maximum of one or two months a year. Then again; better just those two months than being without JaeJoong at all.
“Maybe I should help you to understand so that you can?” JaeJoong asked, pulling ChangMin out of his thoughts. ChangMin recognized the mischievous tone in his voice and in a blink of an eye JaeJoong was already straddling his lap, his hands running up ChangMin’s chest and neck, until his fingers started to play with his hair.
“JaeJae…” ChangMin sighed again and put his hands on JaeJoong’s hips to push him away, yet JaeJoong captured his lips in a kiss. ChangMin’s head went light and in stead of pushing other away, he pulled him closer. The way the colorful dots jumped behind his closed eyelids just showed how much he actually missed JaeJoong being this close to him. ChangMin ran his hands over JaeJoong’s clothed thighs and sides, re-remembering each and every curve. Every single equation in the world could wait when he had JaeJoong in his arms.
JaeJoong broke the kiss with a wide smile on his face. “Starting to understand, as I can see.” He said and pecked ChangMin’s lips and pulled away a bit further. He started to roll his hips, rubbing their clothed crotches together, his hands now running down ChangMin’s torso, randomly opening the buttons of his dress shirt. JaeJoong slid his hands up his own torso afterwards, pulling the t-shirt he was wearing over his head. Then he returned back to ChangMin’s shirt and tried to open the rest of the buttons, though his hands started to shake because of a reason that fascinated ChangMin more than anything.
When ever ChangMin touched JaeJoong’s skin it seemed like other experienced some sort of electric waves running through his entire body, even if they were just holding hands there were shivers running through JaeJoong’s body, not to mention when their skin touched as much as it was possible in all possible ways.
Right now, ChangMin ran his hands up JaeJoong’s still clothed thighs, his bare sides, fingers brushing over his ribs and then back down over his abs.
“Damn it…” JaeJoong moaned, rocking his hips faster, his head falling back with a gasp as he finally opened the last two buttons of ChangMin’s shirt. He franticly removed the shirt from ChangMin’s shoulders, attacking the other's chest and neck with kisses, leaving wet marks, until he reached his lips, locking them in a fierce kiss, at the same time shivering from the amount of naked skin contact.
Now it was impossible to stop, as nothing and no one was able to stop JaeJoong when he wanted something and it was pretty clear what JaeJoong wanted, as he continued to roll his hips and moan into the messy kiss, franticly running his hands over ChangMin’s back, blunt nails digging into the muscles whenever ChangMin caressed the right spot on the other's body. Apart from that, one more thing was more than clear - ChangMin didn’t even think about stopping.
He entwined his arms around the other's slender frame, pulled him as close as possible and stood up, without breaking the kiss. JaeJoong’s legs automatically wrapped around ChangMin’s lower waist and more and more shiver waves ran through his body.
With few long, slightly unsteady steps, ChangMin reached the couch that was located in the furthest corner of his office. There were two blankets tossed on it, as he had used it as a bed for the past week.
He slowed down his movements, including the kiss and previously quite aggressive touches, when it came to putting JaeJoong down. He knew better that anyone that JaeJoong was pretty much unbreakable (and darn flexible), but still he knew there were moments when he treated him like he was made from rather exquisite porcelain and even one wrong move could brake him in to thousand pieces. He just didn’t want to break or harm someone that meant everything to him.
He lowered his lover onto the couch, finally breaking the kiss, and hovered over him, putting his elbows on either side of his head, staring right into that pair of dark abysses. “I missed you.” ChangMin said, his fingers running through the other's burgundy coloured hair.
“I think I will never get why everyone thinks you’re not romantic or sweet.” JaeJoong smiled. That was the only smile in entire world that ChangMin appreciated, the only one he really wanted to see.
“My brain must have overheated, ‘cause I don’t get you.” ChangMin replied, his fingers still brushing through the hair of the man trapped beneath him, eyes wandering over the other's rather perfect face.
“Everyone, well, most of the people I know, have this image of you as a know-it-all, sarcastic asshole who doesn’t know how to love or at least how to express love.” JaeJoong said, his fingers dancing over ChangMin’s forearms.
“Geee… Thanks for a mood setter.” ChangMin frowned. He was pretty much aware that most of JaeJoong’s friends saw him as someone who doesn’t appreciate JaeJoong. If only they would know the truth, if only they would know…
“My point is that they just don’t know you and that they have never seen you like I have… well, like this.” JaeJoong continued to smile and run his hands over
ChangMin’s arms until he could lock them around his neck. “I, on the other hand, know everything about you and you’re far from what they think… except the know-it-all part… and the sarcastic part… but, there’s no such thing as perfection.”
“There is…” ChangMin interrupted. “…you.”
“Sometimes you’re so silly that even I can see that.” JaeJoong laughed and pulled ChangMin closer for a kiss, yet the other stopped it.
“And what does that mean?” ChangMin raised an eyebrow.
“I guess your brain is really overheated.” JaeJoong chuckled. “I’m aware that for your colleagues and friends I’m arrogant, stupid and ignorant and they most definitely think I cheat on you.” ChangMin opened his mouth to say something, but JaeJoongshook his head. “Don’t. I’m not the smartest person out there and well, foolishly I’m too shy to prove all of them that I’m rather friendly. I would like to prove my friends that their wrong about you too… but I guess I can’t.”
“We’re most definitely the most awkward pair out there.” ChangMin smiled and kissed JaeJoong’s lips briefly.
“Yeah… But, you know, I really wish I could be smarter, like that kid KyuHyun and help you with the thingy you have problems with.”
“The thingy is called an equation and you can help me.” JaeJoong raised an eyebrow in question. “You can help me to forget about it, at least for a while.”
“Well, I can most definitely do that.” JaeJoong smirked and licked his lips.
ChangMin slowly slid his hands down JaeJoong’s exposed sides, enjoying the other's skin twitching under his touch, until the edge of the other's jeans came in the way. He ran a single finger along the very edge of the fabric till the button, watching JaeJoong close his eyes with a quiet moan.
“I wonder who is making who to forget something…” ChangMin chuckled and started to leave open mouth kisses on JaeJoong’ s torso, enjoying every single wave of shivers running through the other's frame. His fingers in the mean time undid JaeJoong’s jeans, and pulled them along with the other's underwear, as the other willingly, or more like eagerly, lifted his hips.
“Don’t move.” ChangMin whispered against the dip of JaeJoong’s hip and stood up. He took his pants off on his way to his desk and his boxers on his way back, as he had to take a certain object from one of the drawers with locks on them.
“I said don’t move.” ChangMin grinned as he returned to JaeJoong. One of his legs were hooked on the back rest of the couch, a single finger was buried deep in his body and his other hand was stroking his length.
“Sorry. You looked too tempting moving around naked.” JaeJoong grinned and slowly withdrew his finger from his hole, yet continued to slowly tease his own shaft, covering it with his already leaking precum. “And why do you have lube in your office?” he asked, looking at the item that ChangMin was holding.
“Because I have a very eager and usually horny boyfriend.” ChangMin grinned and crawled on top of JaeJoong so their faces would be at the same level. “And I learn from our previous mistakes.”
“That was not a mistake.” JaeJoong said and arched up, rubbing their bodies together with a quiet cry, as his erected manhood touched ChangMin’s, this time making both of them shiver.
“The fact that you’re a bit of a pain freak doesn’t change the fact you bled.” ChangMin narrowed his eyes.
“Let’s not talk about that.” JaeJoong said and wrapped his fingers around his and ChangMin’s erections, stroking both of them together, in a slow pace, teasing all the right spots, mixing the liquids, which were pumping out of them, together.
“Agreed.” ChangMin said, his voice lower than usual, and poured a decent amount of lube on his fingers, pushing two of them at once into JaeJoong’s clenching entrance making the other arch up from the couch with a loud cry. He ran his tongue over the other's almost always erected nipples (which he actually found darn erotic) and closed his mouth around one, as he started to slowly move his fingers inside JaeJoong, twisting and turning them.
With no hesitation JaeJoong started to move, fucking himself on ChangMin’s fingers, using the armrest on the couch as leverage to pull himself up, yet after the few first movements ChangMin stopped him, holding his hips down with his free hand. “You interrupted me during work, so this will happen my way.” ChangMin said against the other's skin and left a trail of kisses down the other's torso. He closed his mouth around a patch of skin on JaeJoong’s hip bone, sucking it in his mouth and leaving a dark red mark, which most definitely would turn purple later. He knew that marking his lover was against the rules of the other's work, but he was also aware of places that he didn’t quite want others to see, so he marked a border, how far things can go. Meanwhile his fingers continued to slowly move in and out of the other's tightness, stretching the muscles slowly, even agonisingly slowly for JaeJoong.
The latter was already near a state of mumbling and moaning mess, when ChangMin decided so speed up and add the third finger and leave a few more marks on JaeJoong’s hips and inner thighs, as he had a nice access to them because of the position of JaeJoong’s leg. His arms were tensed, as he was desperately clenched in the arm post, his whole body slowly started to glisten with sweat and he was ready to scream at ChangMin to just get inside of him as fast as possible.
“Please…” he moaned when ChangMin twisted his fingers, scissoring them a little. “Please... I… I need…” JaeJoong quite didn’t finish what he wanted to say as he felt the loss of the other's digits and their replacement by something not just a little bigger than them. His back arched from the couch as he came, white splattering over his lower abdomen. All that came out from his throat was unarticulated sounds and a mix of random words as ChangMin started to thrust in his now over-sensitive body. Each move made sparks jump and dance behind JaeJoong’s slightly closed eyelids and more and more electric waves to run through his body, making him hard again in no time. His leg slipped from the back of the couch and he somehow managed to gain his senses to wrap his legs around ChangMin’s lower back, pulling the other deeper, rocking his hips to force more moves from ChangMin.
ChangMin’s fingers dug into the other's thighs, holding JaeJoong in place, while the other desperately tried to move so he could meet ChangMin’s thrusts. His arms and legs started to ache from the uncomfortable position, as he was half kneeling, half standing. “Damn it.” He hissed and slipped out of the others body, dragging a loud disappointed moan from JaeJoong. “Babe, are you content enough to ride me, ‘cause I right now I have zero ideas how to…” ChangMin didn’t even finish his sentence as JaeJoong almost jumped up and pushed ChangMin down, almost making him hit his head on the armrest, straddling his hips, positioning his cock against his entrance and sitting down with a loud cry and a new wave of shivers. Without any hesitation JaeJoong started to impale himself onto the other's shaft, hands clenching on the other's shoulders in search for leverage.
Each of JaeJoong’s moves made ChangMin drift away in the other's body heat, scent and over all presence even more. His mind seemed to switch off completely and right now he didn’t give a damn about the fact that someone could walk in or hear them - he could only think about his lover, admire him through his half shut eyelids. He always found JaeJoong beautiful - in photo shoots, on runway, when he was cooking, pouting or just sleeping - but seeing his lips parted for nearly soundless moans to escape, his hair damped with sweat and sticking to his forehead, all his muscles tensed and eyes shut in pleasure made JaeJoong even more beautiful in his eyes for totally unknown reasons.
ChangMin settled his hands on JaeJoong’s hips and thrust up, making more vocal moans come from the other's lips. He left one of his hands on the other's hip, while his other one slid over the other's sweaty and cum covered abdomen and more south, finally capturing the other's neglected shaft in a strong grip, stroking it at the same pace as JaeJoong’s moves.
JaeJoong lost his balance from the new, strong wave of pleasure running through him and also lost the grip on ChangMin’s shoulders, and fell forward, somehow landing in a way that he didn’t completely squish ChangMin and continued to roll his hips down, meeting ChangMin’s upward thrusts. He felt how his orgasm started to boil in his lower stomach yet again with full power as now his member was trapped between their bodies, rubbing against both of them with each move, plus ChangMin still teased it with his skilful fingers. The world turned white in seconds and all that streamed through JaeJoong’s system was utter bliss. He sagged against ChangMin’s chest and rolled his hips down a few more times.
At that very moment a brand new yet still somehow familiar rainbow of colours flashed before ChangMin’s eyes as JaeJoong’s body contracted around his member, sucking it dry and refusing to let go. His body was suddenly completely relaxed and at first he let his arms sag against his sides and only after a moment of regaining his breath he managed to wrap them around JaeJoong’s still heavily breathing body.
They lay like that for long minutes - in complete silence, almost without any movements - just enjoying being in each other's arms as they had opportunities like this so rarely, until ChangMin suddenly sat up, pulling JaeJoong along.
“What’s wrong?” JaeJoong asked, looking at ChangMin’s almost shocked face, yet the other didn’t reply.
ChangMin gently pushed JaeJoong aside, grabbed one of the blankets and headed straight to his desk. JaeJoong wrapped the remaining blanket around himself and followed.
ChangMin had already put on his glasses and opened the same equation as before and was deleting parts of it and then replacing them with others. JaeJoong just stood next to him, looking at the numbers and symbols appearing on the screen once again realizing that he will never fully grasp the how actually smart his ChangMin was.
In less than 15 minutes ChangMin ran the simulation. He stared at the screen through the frames of his glasses through the whole simulation process and it almost seemed like he stopped breathing until a sign appeared on the screen. 'Simulation successful.'
ChangMin sighed, removed his glasses and closed his eyes until a familiar weight settled in his lap.
“What was all that about?” JaeJoong asked, looking rather confused.
“It’s pretty hard to explain, but, let’s say you helped me to figure this out.” ChangMin said with a smile.
“Me? How?” JaeJoong seemed to be even more confused.
“You gave me few ideas that, as it turned out, worked out perfectly. In other words - I learned from world's oddest, but yet most perfect equation.” ChangMin continued to smile and pecked JaeJoong’s lips. “Looks like all I need, even when it comes to work, is you.” He continued getting a wide smile in return.
“You’re silly. Again.” JaeJoong said with a smile and rested his forehead against ChangMin’s.
“No. I just know that I would probably live in four very dark walls for the rest of my life trying to figure this out, if not for you.” ChangMin said quietly and captured the other's lips in a slow, passionate kiss.
“Doesn’t change the fact that you’re silly.” JaeJoong mumbled into the kiss and wrapped his arms around ChangMin’s neck. He straddled the other's hips yet again and let the blanket slip off his shoulders, landing on the floor, nuzzling closer to ChangMin, who wrapped the blanket he had around JaeJoong too.
“You said something about feeding me and putting me to sleep earlier today. Well, I wouldn't mind if we head home now and try that out.” ChangMin said.
“Silly.” JaeJoong pecked tip of ChangMin’s nose and stood up, heading toward the couch to his clothes, purposely moving a bit more seductively than usually, knowing that ChangMin was most definitely staring at him.
“You know…” JaeJoong heard ChangMin stand up. “Eating and sleeping can wait.” He heard the other come closer and soon both of them were on the couch again as a pile of limbs, laughing so loud that the whole building heard it for sure.