: Boys are SM owned...yersh.
“What?” Yunho asked, turning on the faucet to rinse off the soapy pot.
“You look nice.” Changmin replied, smirking slightly as his eyes sparkled mischievously.
Changmin couldn’t believe he had been fooled like that.
He shouldn’t have thought for one fucking second that his prime band would leave his organization. It was ludicrous, but still he had to double check with the girls and so in turn that made him more than a little bit late coming home that night. He knew Yunho was going to be pissed, especially since it had been his turn to make dinner and walk the dogs.
Pulling quickly into a parking spot and running to the elevator, Changmin slid himself inside the tin box, pressing the 11th floor button like it was on fire. The elevator always seemed to move slower when he was in a hurry…fucking stupid elevator.
Cursing the contraption under his breath as he walked down the softly carpeted hall towards his door, Changmin pulled out his keys and shoved them forcefully into the lock.
“Hey, Yunho, I’m home!” he shouted into the entrance way and open hall that led to the kitchen.
“In here.” Yunho replied with a soft clearing of a throat, the smell of beef, celery, and potatoes wafting in afterwards.
Taking off his shoes and pulling his tie a little looser around his neck, Changmin walked briskly into the white and tan kitchen, steam rolling from the ceiling.
“What’s cooking good looking?” Changmin asked, a sly smirk covering his lips as Yunho turned gracefully away from a boiling pot towards his lover,
“What kind of food?”
Yunho sighed, smiling, “Edible.”
“What kind of edible food?” Changmin asked, grabbing Yunho around the waist and kissing him softly on his waiting lips.
“For me to know and you to find out.” Yunho replied, diving in for another lingering kiss, his tongue just barely running along Changmin’s teeth before he pulled away.
“Why are you home so late?” he questioned, turning back to the pot and stirring the contents with a wooden spoon as Changmin still had him by the waist.
Changmin sighed running a hand through his brown hair, “Problems at the company…” he paused shortly to kiss Yunho behind the ear, “Got a call 2 hours ago that my big girl group was thinking of splitting from the company…had to run back to the office and get things strait.”
Yunho sucked a breath in through his teeth, “Well now that you have told me why, I am not so angry anymore.”
“I am glad you aren’t, I was incredibly afraid I was going to come home to you shouting and throwing things at me.”
Yunho chuckled, covering the pot with a lid and turning to face his boyfriend after setting the spoon down on the counter, “No, no throwing…at least not today.” He smiled his teeth blindingly white, “Next time though, might want to avoid loose pottery.”
Changmin broke down into jubilous laughter, “Alright, I’ll remember that.”
“How about we go eat some dinner, I cooked us up some stew.” Yunho exclaimed, pushing Changmin away gently with a quick kiss and opening a cabinet to grab two bowls.
“I thought you said I had to find out what dinner was, that just ruined the surprise.” Changmin pointed out, watching as Yunho’s face broke into an embarrassed flush.
“Whoops.” He replied.
Yunho watched happily from over his empty bowl as Changmin finished his second helping, a content smile erupting over his face while Changmin licked the spoon greedily clean.
“That was really good Yunho…did you get the recipe from Jae?” Changmin asked as Yunho stood and grabbed their bowls to throw into the dishwasher.
“Yup, he really is a good cook ain’t he?”
Changmin nodded, “If there is one thing I really miss about being in the band, it was Jae’s amazing cooking abilities.”
The squish of soap on a sponge echoed through the kitchen, “Yeah he always made delicious food, though only when we had free time which was rarely ever the case.”
Yunho replied while he cleaned the big pot he had used to cook the stew in, its large surface too big to fit into the small washing machine.
The bubble filled water soaked Yunho’s long arms, wetting down the sleeves he had rolled up to his elbow cuffs.
“Do you want any help with the dishes?” Changmin asked, walking up slowly around the tan marble countertop that separated the dining room and the kitchen, leaning inside the small entrance way.
Yunho turned to gaze at his lover, at the long legs encased in pressed black suit slacks, white button down shirt, and loosened silky blue tie. He looked all the bit of a company owner as he crossed his arms, leaned against the counter, and watched Yunho with a feral ferocity.
“What?” Yunho asked, turning on the faucet to rinse off the soapy pot.
“You look nice.” Changmin replied, smirking slightly as his eyes sparkled mischievously.
Yunho snorted his disapproval, “I’m only wearing a suit just like you.”
Changmin nodded, his eyes still coated in a lustful gaze, “Yeah, but fill yours out so well, the black pants make your ass look….” Changmin finished the sentence by biting his lip and shivering faintly.
Yunho could only bust out a quick chuckle, “Well thanks, I’ll remember to wear them more often.”
Yunho spared a look up at Changmin’s face, but soon regretted it as he connected with dark, sparkling orbs, looking about ready to eat him alive.
Turning back to his dishes, Yunho drained the sink, pulling the plug and trying to calm himself as he watched the water spin happily down the drain. Thinking for a moment, Yunho realized Changmin hadn’t yet moved, but had stayed standing at the entrance to the kitchen, eyes still roaming a trail of fire up and down his body.
Looking around the sink, his face smirking lightly, Yunho turned to rinse the sink of the excess soap before it dried. Grabbing the faucet and flipping it on to full blast, Yunho pulled the attached sprayer nozzle, soaking his entire front through.
“Oh crap.” Yunho shouted in surprise, “I can’t believe this.”
Changmin seemed to get pulled out of his haze, “What happened?” he asked as Yunho turned quickly around, a look of trivial anger surrounding his features.
“I just soaked myself with the damn spray nozzle.” Yunho groaned, his fingers moving up to pull on the buttons to his own white button-down dress shirt.
“Well, wait what are you doing?” Changmin asked, stuttering a bit as he pushed off the counter to watch.
“I can’t wear a wet shirt.” Yunho stated, stripping off the shirt and pulling off his white undershirt along with it, balling them both in his hands.
Changmin about lost his breath as Yunho walked past him to head to their room, his caramel skin and slender six pack gleaming from the dripping water flowing down his torso.
Damn but his boyfriend was a sexy fucker.
“Hey Changmin?” Yunho called from the bedroom door, “Have you seen my brown sweat pants anywhere?”
Looking around, Changmin caught his breath as Yunho stood, pants unzipped, and hard on present underneath his boxers as he stood shirtless in the bedroom doorway, the glasses he had been wearing still sitting fashionably on his slender nose.
“No,” Changmin cleared his throat, “No I haven’t seen them.”
“Seriously?” Yunho asked again, sighing out a long breath as he leaned sideways against the door frame, letting Changmin soak in his erotic side profile.
Sucking in a breath, Changmin walked over to stand in front of Yunho in the doorway, bringing his still clothed chest up against his lover’s.
“Who cares about the pants…” Changmin started, his hands roaming over Yunho’s hard chest, “You’re going to be naked soon anyways.”
Yunho’s eyebrows rose, “Oh really now?” he nodded once, “What makes you think that?”
Changmin leered, pulling Yunho hard up against his groin, the erect flesh and red heat apparent through the thin pants fabric. Changmin continued to thrust his hips up against Yunho’s, both of their clothed dicks rubbing eagerly between their thighs.
“Well…” Yunho groaned as Changmin tongued his neck, “You have a point there.”
Licking a path up Yunho’s neck, Changmin swirled his hot tongue around Yunho’s mouth until it opened, the wet crevice a pleasurable heaven for his senses.
“How about…mmm.” Yunho tried to start yet was interrupted by his questing lover, “We go do something a bit different?”
Pulling away, Changmin gazed at Yunho questionably, his mouth red and swollen from their turgid kiss. “Like…”
Yunho smiled evilly, making Changmin’s eyes go wide as Yunho grabbed his hand and dragged him to the open balcony on the other side of their room. It was windy and slightly nippy as the sun had already begun to set on the summer’s day, and Yunho grinned, it was exactly what he had wanted.
“What!” Changmin shouted in amusement as they clambered outside to stand on the white concrete, “Voyeurism….never knew you had it in you.”
Yunho chuckled, startling Changmin as he pushed him to the cement balcony floor, pulling down his pants and sucking forcefully on Changmin’s already wet cock.
Changmin gasped as Yunho’s fiery mouth covered his swollen head, the wind whipping his hair into his eyes as he tried to watch.
“Oh Jesus, oh my god…oh…” Changmin moaned softly, grabbing Yunho’s velvety brown locks and pulling him down harder onto his erection.
Dragging his head up, Yunho licked Changmin’s tip, “Let it all out Changmin, don’t hold it in, scream my name as I suck you….tell the world how much you like my mouth on your cock.”
Gasps came out in a hard rhythm as Changmin was again engulfed in heat, Yunho’s brown hair bobbing up and down upon his groin.
His red erection shone with spit in the dim light flowing out from their room and the setting sun, while his whole torso shook and quivered in pleasure as cum dribbled down into his pubic hair.
“Harder, oh yes, please harder!” Changmin panted, his still clothed chest rising up and down with each palpitation of his ever beating heart and Yunho’s insistent, greedy mouth.
“Changmin, look at me.” Yunho whispered seductively, his husky voice ringing joyous bells of pleasure throughout Changmin’s body as he spoke. Glancing up through his long lashes, Changmin groaned as Yunho stuck out his tongue and jammed the tip into the cum that had bubbled up through his slit.
Licking his lips, Yunho rolled his half naked body up Changmin’s torso, letting their sweaty skin slide and grip until they were eye to eye.
“Want a taste?” he asked, not waiting for an answer before he dipped down and plunged his mouth in connection to Changmin’s, the sweet spit and bitter cum intermingling in their mouths. Changmin figured he tasted pretty good, but never as good as Yunho, no one could taste as good as he did.
Pulling away slowly, Yunho ran his tongue along the outside of Changmin’s now puffy lips, kissing his chin, the corners of his mouth, and the tip of his nose. Changmin then also realized, his shirt had been shoved up underneath his armpits, while his pants and boxers were lying halfway down his legs between his ankles and knees. Yet Yunho was still partially dressed, his unzipped dress slacks still sitting precariously low on his hips while the boxers underneath supported a very hefty looking bulge jetting out from under the now wet tipped boxers.
“What are you thinking about?” Yunho asked with a smirk, Changmin hadn’t even noticed that the kissing had ceased, he was too busy looking at the way Yunho’s underwear strained against the fabric of his boxers.
“I’m thinking about…” Changmin started, swallowing quickly, “How much I want you inside me.”
“You mean this?” Yunho asked as he pulled down the front of his boxers, revealing his red and swollen shaft, the wet tip oozing white, sticky cum. “Want me to fuck you?”
A whine of need seemed to leak unwanted out of Changmin’s lips as he listened to Yunho dirty talk while a lubed finger entered smoothly into his pouting asshole, “Fuck you so hard and deep that you will feel empty without my cock inside you?”
In response, Changmin shucked off the rest of his pants and underwear, wrapping his legs around Yunho’s slender waist, “Make me scream.”
Positioning his cock at Changmin’s puckered entrance, Yunho thrust his hips forward, watching closely as his tip squeezed into his lover’s body and was pushed back out again.
“Fuck me Yunho, fuck me, just fuck me hard!” Changmin chanted, his nails scraping across the hard cement floor of the balcony as Yunho pounded his hips with a vengeance.
Yunho continued to be enthralled by the way his cock was sucked in and out of Changmin’s open ass, his red sheath appearing and disappearing, smearing cum and lube out over his groin.
The heat inside Changmin was almost burning as Yunho drove his cock into Changmin’s pliant body, yet it still wasn’t enough…at least not tonight.
Plunging in ever faster, if it was at all possible, Yunho lifted Changmin up off the ground and sat him in his lap, smiling happily, “Ride me, fuck yourself on my cock.”
Changmin swallowed, his adams apple bobbing as he pushed himself up off of his lover’s groin, and letting gravity work him back down. He felt the slap of his balls hitting Yunho’s stomach as he lifted and sank on his dick, the wet lube tangling in his public hair.
Running his hands across his stomach and over his hardened nipples, Changmin sighed in pleasure as Yunho hit his prostate, electricity breaking through his nerves like waves crashing on a shore.
Yunho watched as Changmin’s eyes rolled into his head then snapped back to focus in on Yunho’s thrusting torso and gripping hands on his hips. Sweat rolled delicately down his chin, tickling the skin as it left trails of shimmer over his dark tan skin and gleaming neck while all his concentration went to Changmin.
“Ah, ah, yes, oh, yes, aaaaahhhh…” Changmin panted, his eyes unwavering brown pools staring deep into Yunho’s own black orbs, their connection deeper than anything physical.
Yunho felt like he was about to burst from the pile up of pleasure and emotion jumbled in his loins and heart, Changmin, even covered in sweat, cum, and saliva, had never been so beautiful or breath-taking.
“God I love you.” Yunho whispered, looking lovingly up at Changmin, their bodies still gyrating in tandem.
Leaning down, Changmin kissed Yunho quickly on the lips, replying, “I love you too.”
Smiling fleetingly at each other, Changmin soon pulled back up to his previous position atop Yunho’s groin, yet grabbing his now red cock between his fingers, “Now fuck me!”
Acquiescing to his request, Yunho grabbed Changmin’s hips, flipping then both around to their sides, Yunho clutching Changmin’s right leg and throwing it over his shoulders as he started to pound once again into his lover.
“Oh god yes, fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!” Changmin chanted in husky shouts as the sound of skin slapping skin echoed in the cool air around their conjoined bodies.
“You’re so tight!” Yunho grunted, the hotness around his dick squeezing ever harder with every pump of his hips. He felt like he was moving in and out of a vice, the fiery suction almost seeming to pull his warm seed out from his contracting balls.
Changmin’s hands flew over his nipples and weeping cock, his breath coming in harsh huffs as the feeling of intense satisfaction flew ever faster through his veins.
“Y-yunho, I-I’m coming…coming!” Changmin choked, his voice contorting while his face wrinkled into an expression of pure bliss as his hands stilled upon his sweat covered body.
“Come for me Min; pump it all over your chest.” Yunho growled predatorily as he ground faster into Changmin’s swollen hole, watching as the white cum flowed quickly out of Changmin’s quivering red dick and down onto his sweaty chest.
Yunho soon felt the oncoming spasms in his lower body as his own orgasm built up to capacity in his groin. Pumping his hip a few more times, Yunho finally came, his hot, sticky, white seed shooting far into Changmin’s insides and around his puckering hole.
Falling over in contentment, Yunho sighed happily as he lay on top of Changmin on the cool cement floor, their limbs entangled and twisted together in sated satisfaction.
“You know,” Changmin chuckled as Yunho lay on top of him, “You’re not exactly Tinkerbelle weight.”
Lifting his head, Yunho grunted in reply, shifting his weight and rolling to the side after pulling out of Changmin with a quiet pop.
Changmin shivered as Yunho’s warm cum trickled down his inner thighs from inside his still spasming asshole, “Well damn, that was…”
“Amazing, awesome, fantastic…” Yunho tried to finish, running a hand through his sweaty sticky bangs.
“I was going to say unexpected.” Changmin continued, chuckling lightly as he pushed himself upright.
“It’s unexpected for me to want to make love to you?” Yunho asked nonchalantly, not caring that they were still naked and exposed out on the balcony.
Changmin shook his head, itching his arm, “No, it was unexpected in the way that, even when we are intensely going at it, you still find a way to make my heart skip a beat.”
Grinning from ear to ear, Yunho hauled Changmin’s mouth to his; slipping his tongue deep into his boyfriend’s waiting mouth for a quick yet passionate kiss.
“I would be worried if I didn’t do that.” Yunho answered, lightly massaging the back of Changmin’s bent neck as he swam in the depths of his chocolate brown eyes.
Kissing Yunho quickly once again, Changmin sighed, “I am starting to freeze.”
Yunho barked a laugh pushing him and Changmin onto their feet, “Yeah I think it is about time we went inside and washed up.”
Walking inside and shutting the sliding glass doors, which they had almost forgotten to open while in their frenzy, Yunho turned to glance lovingly at Changmin’s retreating backside. “You think the neighbors are going to complain?”
“I think they already have.” Changmin said, pointing out the blinking red 4 on their message machine recorder as he continued to walk out the bedroom door and into the conjoined hallway.
Yunho smiled, “Whoops.”
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