Lately, YunHo has been coming over to JaeJoong's apartment more often than not, except Thursdays when he has to stay back for karate club practices.
Once, they had lunch together at a café after school. The end of spring brought the heat of summer closer, so when they arrived at the apartment their shirts were sweaty. YunHo had asked JaeJoong to use the shower first, then he popped open half of the buttons on his white shirt and rolled up the long sleeves to wind down. He would love to get out of these long black pair of trousers but, he forgot to bring a new set of clothes, again.
'I didn't forget my clothes on purpose,' thought YunHo. He pulled back a chair from the dining table, sat on it, flipped open today's newspaper and crossed his legs – placing one leg over the other. He had put a pile of library books on the table, his bag beside the table leg.
Then, while reading the newspaper, YunHo vaguely heard the sound from the shower come to a stop, followed by the soft padding of footsteps from bedroom to kitchen. If he lowered the newspaper, YunHo could've seen JaeJoong passing by. But he really did lower the newspapers… and spotted JaeJoong wearing a shirt similar to his – white and long-sleeved with buttons, except that it is sheer, almost transparent. Oh, and he was bottomless, though he did have his underwear on. YunHo cocked an inquisitive eyebrow, and then wordlessly returned his gaze onto the papers. 'Is it this how he dresses at home during summer?' thought YunHo. How could a sexy kitten walk half-naked around a lecherous pervert like himself?
The padding of footsteps then exited the kitchen toward the veranda. Dazed, YunHo dreamily stared as his baby carried a laundry basket onto the breezy veranda with feline grace.
JaeJoong had actually been flaunting his seductive assets like a cat strutting and posing its shapely figure and lustrous fur. He ignored his red ears and denied to himself repeatedly. 'I'm not wearing like this to seduce him! I'm not seducing him! Not seducing him!' thought JaeJoong fiercely. He grabbed a large white towel form the basket and hung it onto the clothes line, blocking the beautiful garden from view.
Almost immediately, a pair of strong arms enfolded JaeJoong's petite waist. He could feel YunHo's muscular torso pressing against his small back. Instant warmth soaked his entire body. 'Yu-YunHo…'
'What are you wearing, huh? Is it for the eyes of those in the garden, or mine?' YunHo whispered sweetly into his kitten's ear. His luscious lips gently brushed against the other's lobe; his teeth grazed and nipped at the other's ear.
'Ah!' JaeJoong winced endearingly in delicate pain.
YunHo's hoarse whisper tickled his ears. 'Are you trying to seduce me? Because you're doing a damn good job at it,' cooed YunHo in his deep resonant voice, his lips stroking up and down the side of the other's neck. The seme thrust his hips forward to bear his excitement down on JaeJoong's soft ass.
'N-no…' JaeJoong's body suddenly felt hot. He wriggled weakly in vain.
'No? Is that the whole truth?' YunHo's slender hands caressed their way down JaeJoong's torso, towards the hem of his shirt.
Losing control at the intense feeling, JaeJoong tilted his head back onto YunHo's shoulder and breathed quicker than usual, 'Part… partly the truth.' His nether region was rapidly awakening.
'Mmm…' he continued to kiss JaeJoong's neck. 'Wrong,' YunHo rebuffed coarsely, his words taunting JaeJoong's vanishing sense of rationality. He snuck a hand under his shirt, while his other hand continued down JaeJoong's tense abdomen at an excruciatingly slow pace. 'None of it is true, is it? You totally have seduction in mind, don't you?'
JaeJoong couldn't help but feel himself hardening with every passing second, thirsty for YunHo's long fingers to touch him right now. 'YunHo…' pleaded JaeJoong.
YunHo's hand stopped right above his manhood, his finger drawing small circles on the skin above. A desperate moan ruptured from JaeJoong's angelic lips as he turned around to face YunHo with the sexiest pout he'd ever made. 'Touch me already.'
'Not till you admit to committing the crime of seduction, kitten,' the man rumbled in his sonorous voice, sounding deep yet pleasant. But JaeJoong could neither recall the reason he denied it initially, nor bother to remember. His lustful passion had driven him to desire the man before him. 'Yes, I seduced you, and will seduce you till you dirty my virtue completely, YunHo…' purred JaeJoong while pressing close against his lover's body.
'Tut-tut, naughty…' YunHo amorously caressed and fondled JaeJoong's bulge with his large warm hand, while the latter hungrily drowned himself in the other's fervent ardour. JaeJoong's limp knees buckled, and he had to cling to YunHo's shoulders for support. 'Kay, off to bed we go.' Having said that, YunHo swung JaeJoong into his arms and ushered him to JaeJoong's bedroom.
A few distances away stood ChangMin, in another veranda, jerking off on his own after witnessing the lover's spat. A camera lay on the ground beside him. 'God, this would be an exciting scoop if I send it to Seika University's Daily Newspaper… so damn sexy…'
It was Monday. In the lecture hall, JaeJoong leaned his head on his hand heavily, with his elbow on the table. His concentration had gradually lapsed to a degree too startling for the campus' model student. No, it was not because he had rough sex the night before. 'He didn't even show up yesterday. He always comes on Sundays, why not yesterday?' JaeJoong had sighed dejectedly.
He wanted to call but, not wanting to be too dependent on YunHo, he waited. Soon Wednesday arrived without a glimpse of his drug – YunHo. Worry and loneliness etched on JaeJoong's heart. Unable to take it, JaeJoong called his lover… just to have it hung up. He even thought of going to YunHo's house but can't think of an excuse to give to his parents. What will he look like, a senior from university checking on his junior? Isn't it too close for comfort? Then, what about seeing him in school? Ridiculous nonsense muddled his mind. 'He doesn't want me anymore? He got fed up with me?'
Exhaustion overcame JaeJoong one evening, when he barely begun to transfer unfiled notes into his book. Too much energy used up in the day? Or simply lacking the mood? He chuckled in spite of himself, for he knew the answer. In this state of mind and body, he's about as good as any failure-prone student, perhaps worse. 'Stupid YunHo, I can't focus on my studies now!' He threw his pen onto the table drowsily then slumped onto the table, his head nestling in his folded arms.
His brow puckered in deep yearning for his lover and heaved a sigh. He let himself drift off to a daydream, forgetting the present. He could almost, almost feel YunHo's lips on his ear and fingers on his skin, just that it lacked substance. Like a puppy, JaeJoong let out a soft whine. He leaned back in his chair and ran a hand down his chest into his pants, whispering, 'YunHo.' He turned his head aside with red cheeks, mortified to admit that he needed his own hands to satiate his ache for YunHo. His feminine fingers squeezed and teased himself lightly. 'Ha… YunHo, more…' His small hands began to milk his own manhood.