The Scoop - Epilogue
Title: The Scoop
Pairing: Junsu/Yoochun, Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: PG-13, R [Epilogue]
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Fluff
Warning: Eager Junsu alert.
Summary: Park Yoochun-a budding reporter-uses his cousin’s connections to not-so-accidently approach Xia Junsu, Korea's idol sensation. Determined to find his breakthrough scoop, Yoochun is determined to expose the idol for what he is, a-rude-possibly-gay-casanova-or in the very least, get the popular idol star to properly confess, single or taken?
A/N: So, I didn't sleep last night. Can you tell? I didn't plan for this. It just happened while I was going through all your lovely comments and a little tumblr porn on the side. Don't Judge. I'm a healthy and still maturing woman. So, meh. Enjoy. (^________________^) ... Oh yeah. This chapter-not-chapter IS OBS RATED.
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Epilogue
“Are you sure about this?” Junsu asked, fingers tracing the silk around Yoochun’s wrists.
Voice already hoarse, Yoochun tried to answer. “Positive.”
“Does it hurt? Is it too tight?”
Yoochun stopped thinking long enough to catch Junsu’s gaze. What he saw was nothing short of a miracle. No. A dream. A bright, beautifully handsome dream. Junsu eyes showed concern and caring. Despite the flush in his skin and hard need below his gut, the celebrated idol was an angel with sinful intentions.
Shaking his head, Yoochun smiled. “No. It doesn’t. But I imagine it will when my legs are wrapped tight around you and you can’t keep me from bucking against your lap until the headboard breaks into the wall.”
The rumble that pushed through Junsu’s throat made Yoochun tremble. But even caught between his bare legs and their cocks caught in an easy grind, Junsu didn’t move. The haughty incentive appeared forgotten.
Junsu kept his distance, both arms fully extended and keeping his parted lips about three feet away from Yoochun’s.
Hard of breathing, Yoochun tried not to complain. “What are you waiting for?” he asked.
Junsu’s head cocked with smile. “Nothing. Just taking in the sight.”
“Of what? Me begging?” Yoochun managed, checking the restraints above his head. “Because if you keep this up, I can still kick you off the bed.”
Leaning down slowly, Junsu’s eyes narrowed. “For a rich man, you are quite greedy, aren’t you Yoochun?” he asked, scooping up spilled come from low on Yoochun’s belly with tips of his fingers. “You’ve already come twice. Don’t you think it’s my turn?”
Junsu’s hand rose up to Yoochun’s mouth, spreading enough of the pearly liquid over his lower lip for Junsu to savor. “This time, we are doing this my way,” he promised. “Are you okay with that?”
Failing to deny his lover much of anything, Yoochun licked the other’s lips in return.
“Good” Junsu said, already reaching behind Yoochun’s thighs.
For a split second, Yoochun’s breath hitched and his body tightened when Junsu pulled him over his lap, palms dragging over his ass, around his waist and back down toward his groin.
Naturally, Junsu sensed it and kept his touch soft. “It’s okay, love. I won’t hurt you, not if you don’t like it. I promise.”
“Junsu?”
Yoochun’s body was shaking.
“Mhm?” Junsu hummed to show he was listening whilst spreading lube over his fingers.
“I think I love you.”
Junsu laughed, a short and sweet song pushing from his chest. “I definitely love you” he replied, not failing to look the other in the eye before turning his attention back to Yoochun’s inner thigh, tracing the delicate skin with his tongue.
This time Yoochun definitely whined, begging.
“Are you ready for this?” Junsu asked one last time.
“Fuck! Just don’t stop until I say so!”
“Yes, boss.”
“Wait, wait, WAIT!” Yoochun said suddenly. Fortunately, Junsu expected it and held him tighter, preventing much movement. “You’ve done this before, right?”
“Definitely,” Junsu replied with a happy nod.
“With a guy?”
“…”
Yoochun didn’t like Junsu’s pause. “That was not a yes. Get off me!” Yoochun squirmed.
“Hey, hey! That was not a no, either.”
But Junsu stopped there.
“So?! What is it?!” Yoochun asked again, mildly in panic.
Tightening his hold, Junsu continued. “Well, every guy I have been with preferred it the other way around,” he explained.
“Always?” Yoochun’s voice rose two octaves.
“It’s not my fault my ass is perfect.”
“Yes it is! Get off me!”
“How hard can it be? My hips are magic, bebe. I promise you, you will love it.”
Junsu didn’t wait for more words. He dove, easily taking Yoochun’s cock into his mouth.
“That’s low,” Yoochun accused with a moan.
"-and I intend to go much lower,” Junsu promised.
“Fuck, I love you” Yoochun let out, his body pushing inches off the bed.
Junsu would have returned the sentiment, had his mouth not been already full of Yoochun.
And they lived fucking ever after. Fin.
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Kay. I'm done. HUZZAH!
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Pairing: Junsu/Yoochun, Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: PG-13, R [Epilogue]
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Fluff
Warning: Eager Junsu alert.
Summary: Park Yoochun-a budding reporter-uses his cousin’s connections to not-so-accidently approach Xia Junsu, Korea's idol sensation. Determined to find his breakthrough scoop, Yoochun is determined to expose the idol for what he is, a-rude-possibly-gay-casanova-or in the very least, get the popular idol star to properly confess, single or taken?
A/N: So, I didn't sleep last night. Can you tell? I didn't plan for this. It just happened while I was going through all your lovely comments and a little tumblr porn on the side. Don't Judge. I'm a healthy and still maturing woman. So, meh. Enjoy. (^________________^) ... Oh yeah. This chapter-not-chapter IS OBS RATED.
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Epilogue
“Are you sure about this?” Junsu asked, fingers tracing the silk around Yoochun’s wrists.
Voice already hoarse, Yoochun tried to answer. “Positive.”
“Does it hurt? Is it too tight?”
Yoochun stopped thinking long enough to catch Junsu’s gaze. What he saw was nothing short of a miracle. No. A dream. A bright, beautifully handsome dream. Junsu eyes showed concern and caring. Despite the flush in his skin and hard need below his gut, the celebrated idol was an angel with sinful intentions.
Shaking his head, Yoochun smiled. “No. It doesn’t. But I imagine it will when my legs are wrapped tight around you and you can’t keep me from bucking against your lap until the headboard breaks into the wall.”
The rumble that pushed through Junsu’s throat made Yoochun tremble. But even caught between his bare legs and their cocks caught in an easy grind, Junsu didn’t move. The haughty incentive appeared forgotten.
Junsu kept his distance, both arms fully extended and keeping his parted lips about three feet away from Yoochun’s.
Hard of breathing, Yoochun tried not to complain. “What are you waiting for?” he asked.
Junsu’s head cocked with smile. “Nothing. Just taking in the sight.”
“Of what? Me begging?” Yoochun managed, checking the restraints above his head. “Because if you keep this up, I can still kick you off the bed.”
Leaning down slowly, Junsu’s eyes narrowed. “For a rich man, you are quite greedy, aren’t you Yoochun?” he asked, scooping up spilled come from low on Yoochun’s belly with tips of his fingers. “You’ve already come twice. Don’t you think it’s my turn?”
Junsu’s hand rose up to Yoochun’s mouth, spreading enough of the pearly liquid over his lower lip for Junsu to savor. “This time, we are doing this my way,” he promised. “Are you okay with that?”
Failing to deny his lover much of anything, Yoochun licked the other’s lips in return.
“Good” Junsu said, already reaching behind Yoochun’s thighs.
For a split second, Yoochun’s breath hitched and his body tightened when Junsu pulled him over his lap, palms dragging over his ass, around his waist and back down toward his groin.
Naturally, Junsu sensed it and kept his touch soft. “It’s okay, love. I won’t hurt you, not if you don’t like it. I promise.”
“Junsu?”
Yoochun’s body was shaking.
“Mhm?” Junsu hummed to show he was listening whilst spreading lube over his fingers.
“I think I love you.”
Junsu laughed, a short and sweet song pushing from his chest. “I definitely love you” he replied, not failing to look the other in the eye before turning his attention back to Yoochun’s inner thigh, tracing the delicate skin with his tongue.
This time Yoochun definitely whined, begging.
“Are you ready for this?” Junsu asked one last time.
“Fuck! Just don’t stop until I say so!”
“Yes, boss.”
“Wait, wait, WAIT!” Yoochun said suddenly. Fortunately, Junsu expected it and held him tighter, preventing much movement. “You’ve done this before, right?”
“Definitely,” Junsu replied with a happy nod.
“With a guy?”
“…”
Yoochun didn’t like Junsu’s pause. “That was not a yes. Get off me!” Yoochun squirmed.
“Hey, hey! That was not a no, either.”
But Junsu stopped there.
“So?! What is it?!” Yoochun asked again, mildly in panic.
Tightening his hold, Junsu continued. “Well, every guy I have been with preferred it the other way around,” he explained.
“Always?” Yoochun’s voice rose two octaves.
“It’s not my fault my ass is perfect.”
“Yes it is! Get off me!”
“How hard can it be? My hips are magic, bebe. I promise you, you will love it.”
Junsu didn’t wait for more words. He dove, easily taking Yoochun’s cock into his mouth.
“That’s low,” Yoochun accused with a moan.
"-and I intend to go much lower,” Junsu promised.
“Fuck, I love you” Yoochun let out, his body pushing inches off the bed.
Junsu would have returned the sentiment, had his mouth not been already full of Yoochun.
And they lived fucking ever after. Fin.
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Kay. I'm done. HUZZAH!
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