|| A bed of roses and other nonsense
âBut who says this doesnât give me pleasure?â The halfblood tilted his head in order to feign innocence, though the look in his eyes was all but that â amused, playful, wanton. A hum escaped his throat, the sound just shy of a moan, as he pressed a kiss to the soft skin below Min Junâs navel. âI want to taste you,â he added in a whisper, eyes slipping shut for a moment though they opened as soon as the prince spoke again, and there was something in his impatience that made the deep brown orbs burn with renewed lust. Jaejoong liked this side of the other, he realized, but wasted no time in following the order. Not, that he could have kept teasing Min Jun much longer than this.
A smile grazed over his lips before they parted, tongue slowly tracing the underside of Min Junâs member, but this time he didnât stop and instead allowed himself to wrap his mouth around the tip. Usually he would have put on a show, making sure that his temporary master had a good view of plump lips stretched around their erection, but Min Jun was so much more than just that â more than a shallow service of pleasure â and so he didnât even try to hide the satisfied moan escaping his throat as he let the otherâs length slip a little deeper into his mouth. He enjoyed this, and he wanted Min Jun to know exactly how much. Jaejoong took pride in how it hadnât taken long to get the other hard again, but his eyes were still focused on Min Junâs face; mindful to gauge his reaction, because of how sensitive the other still was.
His tongue teased along the crown of his cock, dipping into the slit and despite shamelessly indulging in his own enjoyment of this rather than catering towards the princeâs visual pleasure, the halfblood knew how he looked as his cheeks hollowed before he began to move. Head bobbing, Jaejoong pulled back until just the tip remained in his mouth and then slid back down halfway on the otherâs member, not yet allowing him to brush all the way against the back of his throat. His hands had taken a hold of Min Junâs hips to keep them steady, but now his fingers twitched, threatening to slip because the halfblood wanted nothing more than to reach for his own aching length, to touch himself while he sucked the other off â but he had always been good at denying himself his own needs.
And so when he moved, it was simply to hook Min Junâs thighs over his shoulders, before said hand reached for the princeâs and placed it against the side of his head in encouragement to grab his hair, guide him. Brown eyes were hooded, glazed over with lust and need for the night elf, as he wrapped his fingers around the base of his cock and moved them in time with his head; another deep moan rising from his throat so genuinely that it would have been impossible to fake. And that was perhaps the most surprising thing, was it not? Just how much Jaejoong enjoyed this, how much he wanted to pleasure the other and how much something tugged on his heart when he looked at him; needing him but also needing his approval, his understanding of how the halfblood cared for him. Perhaps even his love.
But it was easier to focus on the otherâs taste on his tongue than on the feeling he left in Jaejoongâs chest; easier to want this than to want the princeâs heart even though part of him knew already that heâd long passed the moment of return. His fingers dug into the night elfâs thighs, leaving dark crescents against the grey skin but when he finally slid down to take him in all the way, tip brushing against the back of his throat, he finally allowed his eyes to flutter shut. The expression on his face showed how much he enjoyed this, pushing down just a little further until his throat strained against the reflex to gag and he had to pull away again; releasing Min Junâs erection from his mouth with a filthy, wet sound. This time, the small grin on his lips looked just as wrecked as his voice sounded moments later.
âDo you think youâve learned something, caun-nin?â Unable to keep away for long, his mouth brushed against the base of his cock before slipping lower to tease his balls with a playful lick of Jaejoongâs tongue; eyes once more resting on that beautiful, beautiful face. âOr would you like me to do that again?â
Sin. Sinners. This was amazing and awful at the same time, from the tone of Jaejoongâs voice to the way he took Min Jun into his mouth. Making the elf arch his back and let out the smallest sounds. He had wanted this for so long and to experience it was like he was dreaming only ten times better. The heat and the moist mouth, tongue against his sensitive slit. The elf did not know what to do with himself as he pressed one hand against his face, hiding his face as lips parted in silent moans until Jaejoong lead his hand to his locks of hair and the prince barely pressed as he guided Jaejoong onto his member.Â
His feet hanging in the air as his thighs touched the shoulders of the beautiful, beautiful male. His ears twitching at the sounds that came from the other elf and he slowly removed his hands to look at Jaejoong, making small sounds at the expression of the other. And Goddess he loved him so. Member twitching when it was touched by cold air again and Min Jun swallowing. âI learned-â He mumbled weakly as he stared at the male taking him again and then wincing, he was so sensitive. Pulling away from Jaejoong and sitting up as he, unsure, reached out to tuck a lock of hair behind the otherâs ear. Biting the tip of his tongue before sitting a little closer. âLet me..." he mumbled before leaning in and kissing Jaejoong again, shyness returning as he pressed into the kiss. His member standing up, hardened and the tip darkened from all the blood that rushed to it.Â
One hand wandered down and touched Jaejoong, first through the layers of fabric before the hand, very slowly, reached inside the pants of the male. Wrapping his hands around the member, soft digits touching the hot skin as they moved very slowly before Min Jun pulled away from the kiss. looking at Jaejoong through his lashes as he pulled the pants down, just enough to free the otherâs erection.Â
He was nervous, of course he was, but he thought even this was beautiful. How awful was he and how much did he sound like one of those romance novels as he thought about this, watching his own hand moving now and listening to the breathing of the other male. He swallowed and pushed some of his hair away from his hair before leaning in and giving a very experimental lick over Jaejoongâs tip. Salty and tasting strange but not bad, he let out a trembling breath before parting his lips and taking the tip inside of his mouth. Breathing out as he slowly took in a little more of Jaejoong, One hand on the bed, giving him some stability and the other hand holding the erection as he moved his head very slowly up and down. Shyly rubbing his tongue against the base of the otherâs member and letting out a small moan against the hot flesh.Â














