Ric/Jin +Home late+
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snoozing_kittenFandom: Shinhwa
Pairing: Eric/JunJin
Title: Home Late
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 1/1
Summary: Porn 'cause I'm legal
Part of the It's my birthday and I can write porn if I want to series
It was late and the apartment, the one on the third floor of the red brick building on the corner of Pine and St. Stevens street, was quiet. In the bedroom the wind fluttered in through the huge bay window, causing the curtains to flutter and dance. The breeze played over the huge bed that took up most the room, the solid wood headboard, the dark blue sheets and the white comforter. It was empty. Nothing moved in the house, and the only living creature was a pet cat, her name was Mme. Panda and she was asleep curled on the couch. It was to question whether or not cats dream, indeed, she was so asleep, twitching every now and then, there was no way her sleep could be void of dream.
Her owner wasn’t here. What trendy twenty some lad was in on a Friday night as clear as this one? One, two. It was a house for two, made for roommates but accommodating lovers. The spare bedroom had been turned into a storage space and housed their little office as well. It was rather homely for two men living, the lack of mess, and the almost compulsive attention to detail in the arrangement of everything –from the size co-ordinated cutlery to the alphabetized books on the shelf gave the nature of the men who inhabited. In fact it didn’t seem possible that men lived here, it looked more the home of a designer or some of commonly feminine professional’s home.
Alas, his kitchen, and his books. The two of them must have seemed almost made for each other. Two men and one cat, but only the cat was here now. In fact Park Jun Jin and Eric Mun had left that night before dinner for a night on the town.
The door slammed open, and the two stumbled in locked in a fierce kiss, Jun Jin’s long legs tangled with Eric’s making it hard for them to move fluidly. Eric’s hand hit the light flooding the living room as his jacket was being tugged off by Jun Jin’s sure hands.
Frightened by the loud noise Mme. Panda fled her spot on the couch to hide under the bed. She was the farthest from their mind as Jun Jin shoved Eric towards the centre of the room. Eric’s belt hit the floor with a thud, Eric lifting his dark coloured t-shirt over his own head. Jun Jin’s pants hit the floor next, and he stepped out of his boxers without care to their position. Eric shoved him hard, off balancing him so he fell sprawled on the couch, he raised one eyebrow sceptically.
“You look so hot like that.” Eric murmured, rubbing himself through his pants, Jun Jin leaned back on the couch spreading his legs and licking his lips suggestively.
“I do.” Jun Jin agreed, “Are you going to do something about this?” Jun Jin said, letting his own pale hand rub down the centre of his body, tugging himself gently. Eric chuckled.
“Maybe I just want to watch you do something about that?” Eric asked, unzipping his jeans slowly. Two could play this game; odds were fifty-fifty who would snap first.
“You never were good at just watching.” He commented, voice dropped to a seductive tone, dark eyes watching Eric seemingly impassive.
“You’re right.” Eric hissed, dropping fluidly to his knees in front of the couch, grabbing the other’s hips and dragging him into position. Flanked on either side by Jun Jin’s endless legs Eric licked delicately at the juncture of leg and hip. “When I see you I want to touch you.” His breath was hot against inner thigh, and Jun Jin grunted, wanting Eric to move along already. “Here,” One hot hand landed on the curve of his hip bone, “and here too.” The other feathered touches along his stomach. Jun Jin lifted himself into his elbows so he could look down at Eric, who offered him a dazzling smile.
“Where else do you want to touch me?” Jun Jin asked, trying to even his breath out, Eric only looked at him with the faintest hints of a smirk on his red lips.
“Your legs.” He purred, running his fingers up and down both of Jun Jin’s long legs, folding them up against his body. He tickled the skin behind the younger boy’s knees, blowing on it and making Jun Jin hiss. “I love to touch your legs.”
“Oh god- Eric.” Jun Jin hissed; Eric’s hands were caressing the skin where his butt met his legs. “You win, god you win, suck me already.”
“I thought you’d never break.” Eric breathed hotly, taking Jun Jin into his mouth, sinking as deep as he could go on it. His hands scrabbled at the couch; short nails raking across the surface as all the air was forced out of his lungs in one quick exhale.
“Eriiiic.” Jun Jin cried, Eric’s head bobbing quickly; his cheeks hollowed. The room was filled with the slurping noise that the break in suction would make before Eric quickly fixed it; and sucked Jun Jin in as deep and fast as he could handle, and Jun Jin’s little moans of appreciation. “Faster, yes like that.” He groaned, threading one hand in Eric’s brown hair, pushing him up and down to a more suitable pace.
Jun Jin let himself fall back with a groan as Eric pulled away, he stretched himself out, cupping the back of Jun Jin’s head he brought their lips close enough to kiss. They ground together, groaning as they writhed, drawing pleasure from friction.
“Roll over.” Eric breathed against the other’s lips. Jun Jin was about to say something but Eric was already pulling away. Jun Jin sat up and lifted his rumpled shirt over his head and threw it on the other side of the couch. Eric’s hands were pushing and pulling on tanned hips to hurry him.
With his chest pressed against the backrest of the couch and his legs bracing himself on either side of their cream throw pillows. Eric was rubbing his back soothing motions down the ladder formed by his bowed spine. There was a moment of separation while Eric left him.
“Ready?” Eric asked, bending over his boyfriend’s body trying to blanket the wiry form with his own.
“Anytime.” Jun Jin answered, and the first finger was pushing into him, sinking up to the first knuckle only before sliding out again. The cool liquid was spread around, Eric clearing enjoying himself as he watched the clear liquid smear all over the tanned cheeks.
“You have one hot ass.” Eric murmured, chucking to himself. The finger pushed in again, one well-manicured finger pushing all the way in this time, his boyfriend hissed.
“I do.” Jun Jin agreed, breathing heavily and rocking his hips back in small jerky movements.
“Mmm,” Eric hummed.
Jun Jin fell like a limp doll against the couch as Eric pressed against him. Eric kissed Jun Jin’s shoulder for a moment and stood so that he was properly level with Jun Jin’s hips. Guiding himself in he watched fascinated as Jun Jin’s body accepted him; he let go in the last moment so he could fully sink in.
There was a stunned silence and a decided lack of motion, Jun Jin adjusting to the feeling of Eric pulsing within him, and Eric loosing himself in the heat that thrilled his nerves and turned his brain to a pile of overheated goop.
Holding hips like handles Eric began to move, slowly at first, just a rocking movement, harder and harder. Building momentum until he was pulling almost all the way out and then pushing back in. The room was filled with the sound of harsh breathing, Jun Jin trying to shift his hips back against Eric’s, face buried in the cook of his arm, the other reaching downwards to tug himself.
“Oh, yes. Jinnie, this feels so good.” Eric drew out the ‘oo’ noise as he pushed roughly in causing Jun Jin to mewl in the back of his throat.
Threading one arm under Jun Jin’s arms and locking it around his chest he pulled Jun Jin up so that Eric was standing more or less straight and Jun Jin was on his knees.
“Eric.” Jun Jin moaned, he reached his hand behind him, grabbing hold of one of Eric’s thighs, the muscles flexing and working under his hot hands. The other hand worked himself faster and faster, the pleasure building steadily inside him, a kettle ready to scream. Giving up on holding Jun Jin up Eric let him flop back against the couch again, the other’s sweaty skin sticking to the white leather.
He pulled Jun Jin back against him, the momentum of their bodies hitting each other and the slapping of skin on skin echoed around the living room, punctuated by the breathes that had gotten quicker and quicker.
Desperation rose, and Jun Jin was the first to go. Biting his lip and arching his back, Eric driving into him and his hand pulling him right over the edge. He was falling, his mind going fuzzy for a moment, as he splattered his hand the couch.
Eric grunted, driving in harder and faster desperate to finish himself. It was so close he could feel his eyes swimming, and the pressure almost hurt. There was the pinnacle, he was teetering; and then he was diving, down, down, down drowning in the orgasm that washed over him.
“Good going, we got the couch all dirty again.” Jun Jin panted, squirming against the hot leather that clung to his bare skin. Eric chuckled; he would have lifted Jun Jin and carried him back to their room but his legs felt about to give.
“It was worth it.” Eric answered; Jun Jin paused for a moment.
“Hell yeah.” Jun Jin squirmed again, his limber body trying to raise itself from under Eric’s oppressive weight. “Now get off me I’m hungry.”
“Post orgasmic bliss.” Eric commented but rolled off Jun Jin, and sitting on a previously clean portion of the couch he let his eyes fall closed.
“You want anything?” Jun Jin asked, stretching slightly as he stood up to make himself a sandwich.
“Nope, I got what I wanted.” Eric chuckled.
~~
Jun Jin looked at the clock hanging over; it was about three and a half minutes later then it was last time he looked at it. Which was about two and a quarter after the time before that; and he’d already lost the amount of time that had passed before that. Mme. Panda hopped up onto the counter purring loudly.
“Are you trying to say something?” Jun Jin asked, smiling at the feline. All was quiet in the shop; the patrons grew used to him whispering to the cat long ago.
“She says it’s time for lunch.” Eric said waltzing into the store, Jun Jin looked up and smiled.
“I think she does.” Jun Jin nodded, scratching the cat’s head, Eric leaned his forearms on the tiled counter. “I also think she’s says that you want to ask me out for lunch.”
“Oh really now?” Eric grinned, “I happen to know it’s your lunch break right about… a minute from now.”
“What a convenient time to go for lunch then.” Eric smiled at his sarcasm, that was just his way of saying I love you.
That brief conversation took about twenty seconds, and he had forty-three left to go before he should leave. Be a rebel- leave now. Jun Jin smiled at Eric.
“Shall we?” Jun Jin asked, pulling off his apron and hanging it on the rack behind the counter. “Young Saeng, your in chare until I get back.” Jun Jin called into the back room.
“Alright.”
Outside the sun shone and the birds in the emerald tree sang, it was almost ridiculously perfect outside. Eric slung his suit jacket over his shoulder, and resisted the urge to wrap his free arm over Jun Jin’s shoulders. They walked aimlessly for a few moments,
“So where does my honourable boyfriend want to eat?” Eric asked, grinning at the amused look he got back from Jun Jin. “I’ll take you to eat among the stars!”
“Maybe another day, I want pasta.”
“Stars don’t eat pasta?” Eric asked, frowning slightly.
“No I just want good pasta.” Jun Jin shrugged,
“Whatever you want Jinnie, you’ll get.”
“Thanks to one over indulgent boyfriend.”
“I try.”
Pairing: Eric/JunJin
Title: Home Late
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 1/1
Summary: Porn 'cause I'm legal
Part of the It's my birthday and I can write porn if I want to series
It was late and the apartment, the one on the third floor of the red brick building on the corner of Pine and St. Stevens street, was quiet. In the bedroom the wind fluttered in through the huge bay window, causing the curtains to flutter and dance. The breeze played over the huge bed that took up most the room, the solid wood headboard, the dark blue sheets and the white comforter. It was empty. Nothing moved in the house, and the only living creature was a pet cat, her name was Mme. Panda and she was asleep curled on the couch. It was to question whether or not cats dream, indeed, she was so asleep, twitching every now and then, there was no way her sleep could be void of dream.
Her owner wasn’t here. What trendy twenty some lad was in on a Friday night as clear as this one? One, two. It was a house for two, made for roommates but accommodating lovers. The spare bedroom had been turned into a storage space and housed their little office as well. It was rather homely for two men living, the lack of mess, and the almost compulsive attention to detail in the arrangement of everything –from the size co-ordinated cutlery to the alphabetized books on the shelf gave the nature of the men who inhabited. In fact it didn’t seem possible that men lived here, it looked more the home of a designer or some of commonly feminine professional’s home.
Alas, his kitchen, and his books. The two of them must have seemed almost made for each other. Two men and one cat, but only the cat was here now. In fact Park Jun Jin and Eric Mun had left that night before dinner for a night on the town.
The door slammed open, and the two stumbled in locked in a fierce kiss, Jun Jin’s long legs tangled with Eric’s making it hard for them to move fluidly. Eric’s hand hit the light flooding the living room as his jacket was being tugged off by Jun Jin’s sure hands.
Frightened by the loud noise Mme. Panda fled her spot on the couch to hide under the bed. She was the farthest from their mind as Jun Jin shoved Eric towards the centre of the room. Eric’s belt hit the floor with a thud, Eric lifting his dark coloured t-shirt over his own head. Jun Jin’s pants hit the floor next, and he stepped out of his boxers without care to their position. Eric shoved him hard, off balancing him so he fell sprawled on the couch, he raised one eyebrow sceptically.
“You look so hot like that.” Eric murmured, rubbing himself through his pants, Jun Jin leaned back on the couch spreading his legs and licking his lips suggestively.
“I do.” Jun Jin agreed, “Are you going to do something about this?” Jun Jin said, letting his own pale hand rub down the centre of his body, tugging himself gently. Eric chuckled.
“Maybe I just want to watch you do something about that?” Eric asked, unzipping his jeans slowly. Two could play this game; odds were fifty-fifty who would snap first.
“You never were good at just watching.” He commented, voice dropped to a seductive tone, dark eyes watching Eric seemingly impassive.
“You’re right.” Eric hissed, dropping fluidly to his knees in front of the couch, grabbing the other’s hips and dragging him into position. Flanked on either side by Jun Jin’s endless legs Eric licked delicately at the juncture of leg and hip. “When I see you I want to touch you.” His breath was hot against inner thigh, and Jun Jin grunted, wanting Eric to move along already. “Here,” One hot hand landed on the curve of his hip bone, “and here too.” The other feathered touches along his stomach. Jun Jin lifted himself into his elbows so he could look down at Eric, who offered him a dazzling smile.
“Where else do you want to touch me?” Jun Jin asked, trying to even his breath out, Eric only looked at him with the faintest hints of a smirk on his red lips.
“Your legs.” He purred, running his fingers up and down both of Jun Jin’s long legs, folding them up against his body. He tickled the skin behind the younger boy’s knees, blowing on it and making Jun Jin hiss. “I love to touch your legs.”
“Oh god- Eric.” Jun Jin hissed; Eric’s hands were caressing the skin where his butt met his legs. “You win, god you win, suck me already.”
“I thought you’d never break.” Eric breathed hotly, taking Jun Jin into his mouth, sinking as deep as he could go on it. His hands scrabbled at the couch; short nails raking across the surface as all the air was forced out of his lungs in one quick exhale.
“Eriiiic.” Jun Jin cried, Eric’s head bobbing quickly; his cheeks hollowed. The room was filled with the slurping noise that the break in suction would make before Eric quickly fixed it; and sucked Jun Jin in as deep and fast as he could handle, and Jun Jin’s little moans of appreciation. “Faster, yes like that.” He groaned, threading one hand in Eric’s brown hair, pushing him up and down to a more suitable pace.
Jun Jin let himself fall back with a groan as Eric pulled away, he stretched himself out, cupping the back of Jun Jin’s head he brought their lips close enough to kiss. They ground together, groaning as they writhed, drawing pleasure from friction.
“Roll over.” Eric breathed against the other’s lips. Jun Jin was about to say something but Eric was already pulling away. Jun Jin sat up and lifted his rumpled shirt over his head and threw it on the other side of the couch. Eric’s hands were pushing and pulling on tanned hips to hurry him.
With his chest pressed against the backrest of the couch and his legs bracing himself on either side of their cream throw pillows. Eric was rubbing his back soothing motions down the ladder formed by his bowed spine. There was a moment of separation while Eric left him.
“Ready?” Eric asked, bending over his boyfriend’s body trying to blanket the wiry form with his own.
“Anytime.” Jun Jin answered, and the first finger was pushing into him, sinking up to the first knuckle only before sliding out again. The cool liquid was spread around, Eric clearing enjoying himself as he watched the clear liquid smear all over the tanned cheeks.
“You have one hot ass.” Eric murmured, chucking to himself. The finger pushed in again, one well-manicured finger pushing all the way in this time, his boyfriend hissed.
“I do.” Jun Jin agreed, breathing heavily and rocking his hips back in small jerky movements.
“Mmm,” Eric hummed.
Jun Jin fell like a limp doll against the couch as Eric pressed against him. Eric kissed Jun Jin’s shoulder for a moment and stood so that he was properly level with Jun Jin’s hips. Guiding himself in he watched fascinated as Jun Jin’s body accepted him; he let go in the last moment so he could fully sink in.
There was a stunned silence and a decided lack of motion, Jun Jin adjusting to the feeling of Eric pulsing within him, and Eric loosing himself in the heat that thrilled his nerves and turned his brain to a pile of overheated goop.
Holding hips like handles Eric began to move, slowly at first, just a rocking movement, harder and harder. Building momentum until he was pulling almost all the way out and then pushing back in. The room was filled with the sound of harsh breathing, Jun Jin trying to shift his hips back against Eric’s, face buried in the cook of his arm, the other reaching downwards to tug himself.
“Oh, yes. Jinnie, this feels so good.” Eric drew out the ‘oo’ noise as he pushed roughly in causing Jun Jin to mewl in the back of his throat.
Threading one arm under Jun Jin’s arms and locking it around his chest he pulled Jun Jin up so that Eric was standing more or less straight and Jun Jin was on his knees.
“Eric.” Jun Jin moaned, he reached his hand behind him, grabbing hold of one of Eric’s thighs, the muscles flexing and working under his hot hands. The other hand worked himself faster and faster, the pleasure building steadily inside him, a kettle ready to scream. Giving up on holding Jun Jin up Eric let him flop back against the couch again, the other’s sweaty skin sticking to the white leather.
He pulled Jun Jin back against him, the momentum of their bodies hitting each other and the slapping of skin on skin echoed around the living room, punctuated by the breathes that had gotten quicker and quicker.
Desperation rose, and Jun Jin was the first to go. Biting his lip and arching his back, Eric driving into him and his hand pulling him right over the edge. He was falling, his mind going fuzzy for a moment, as he splattered his hand the couch.
Eric grunted, driving in harder and faster desperate to finish himself. It was so close he could feel his eyes swimming, and the pressure almost hurt. There was the pinnacle, he was teetering; and then he was diving, down, down, down drowning in the orgasm that washed over him.
“Good going, we got the couch all dirty again.” Jun Jin panted, squirming against the hot leather that clung to his bare skin. Eric chuckled; he would have lifted Jun Jin and carried him back to their room but his legs felt about to give.
“It was worth it.” Eric answered; Jun Jin paused for a moment.
“Hell yeah.” Jun Jin squirmed again, his limber body trying to raise itself from under Eric’s oppressive weight. “Now get off me I’m hungry.”
“Post orgasmic bliss.” Eric commented but rolled off Jun Jin, and sitting on a previously clean portion of the couch he let his eyes fall closed.
“You want anything?” Jun Jin asked, stretching slightly as he stood up to make himself a sandwich.
“Nope, I got what I wanted.” Eric chuckled.
~~
Jun Jin looked at the clock hanging over; it was about three and a half minutes later then it was last time he looked at it. Which was about two and a quarter after the time before that; and he’d already lost the amount of time that had passed before that. Mme. Panda hopped up onto the counter purring loudly.
“Are you trying to say something?” Jun Jin asked, smiling at the feline. All was quiet in the shop; the patrons grew used to him whispering to the cat long ago.
“She says it’s time for lunch.” Eric said waltzing into the store, Jun Jin looked up and smiled.
“I think she does.” Jun Jin nodded, scratching the cat’s head, Eric leaned his forearms on the tiled counter. “I also think she’s says that you want to ask me out for lunch.”
“Oh really now?” Eric grinned, “I happen to know it’s your lunch break right about… a minute from now.”
“What a convenient time to go for lunch then.” Eric smiled at his sarcasm, that was just his way of saying I love you.
That brief conversation took about twenty seconds, and he had forty-three left to go before he should leave. Be a rebel- leave now. Jun Jin smiled at Eric.
“Shall we?” Jun Jin asked, pulling off his apron and hanging it on the rack behind the counter. “Young Saeng, your in chare until I get back.” Jun Jin called into the back room.
“Alright.”
Outside the sun shone and the birds in the emerald tree sang, it was almost ridiculously perfect outside. Eric slung his suit jacket over his shoulder, and resisted the urge to wrap his free arm over Jun Jin’s shoulders. They walked aimlessly for a few moments,
“So where does my honourable boyfriend want to eat?” Eric asked, grinning at the amused look he got back from Jun Jin. “I’ll take you to eat among the stars!”
“Maybe another day, I want pasta.”
“Stars don’t eat pasta?” Eric asked, frowning slightly.
“No I just want good pasta.” Jun Jin shrugged,
“Whatever you want Jinnie, you’ll get.”
“Thanks to one over indulgent boyfriend.”
“I try.”
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