Escape - Chapter 16: Hot Pleasure

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“Oh, gosh! Don’t tempt me,” Yunho said with a cheeky grin.

“Am I?”

“Yes, terribly.”

“I wasn’t trying to.”

“Despite how much I want to have you, I’ll force myself not to. At least, not yet.”

“Why?” Jaejoong blinked with wide eyes. “I don’t understand.”

“Your virginity is very special.” Yunho swept his bangs aside to reveal his beautiful doe eyes. “You shouldn’t give it away to anyone who comes by your path.”

“You’re not anyone, Yunho. I love you and you love me.”

“We just met.”

“Junsu and Yoochun just met, too.”

“They had their reason.” A smirk lifted a side of his lips and he brushed his fingers gently alongside Jaejoong’s jawline. “When the time is right, we’ll have ours. Okay?”

“Okay.”

“Aww…” Junsu cooed as he peeked out the kitchen doorway. “I never knew my hyung could be so sweet.”

“Eavesdropping on others’ conversations is unacceptable behavior.”

“The two of you did the same to us last night.”

“I’m your hyung. I have the right to protect you.”

“I’m your dongsaeng, so I have the same right.”

“He has a point,” Yoochun concurred.

“I guess you are all right,” Jaejoong declared.

“Jaejoong is a genius,” Yunho praised.

“And hyung is an idiot for not jumping him right away,” Junsu taunted.

“Is that why you jumped me?” Yoochun kidded with a chuckle.

“Access will soon be denied.”

“Warning is noted. No further comments will be emitted. Please don’t withhold access.”

Snatching Jaejoong’s hand, Yunho yanked him up to his feet and dragged the lad with him. “Let’s go to bed.”

“Now, you’re talking.” Junsu cheered.

“Don’t get the wrong idea, ducky. We’re sleeping in different rooms.”

“That’s where every couple starts, but that won’t be how every couple ends.”

“Are we starting at the end, Yunho?” Jaejoong asked.

“See? Jaejoong knows what he’s talking about.”

“I don’t know.”

“Aigoo…” Junsu felt an arm snaking around his waist.

“The dishes are in need of drying,” Yoochun stated. “And I’m in need of some loving.”

“You’re not getting any,” he squeaked; flailing his arms as he was being pulled back towards the sink.

“They are so cute,” Jaejoong uttered.

“It’s nice to have someone to keep that brother of mine in line.” Yunho glanced over at Jaejoong and saw the shorter man smiling brightly at him. ‘Oh, boy! How could I look at him without getting excited? I’m doomed. I wonder if there’s a cure for horniness.’

***

“Young Master, I could drive,” Joongki offered.

“No, you rest and I’ll drive,” Changmin insisted.

Nodding, Joongki leaned back and rested his head on the headrest of the seat. Eyes gradually gliding shut, Changmin’s voice woke him when they arrived at the Park’s mansion. The stress from what he went through had taken a toll on his tired body and it was finally catching up with him. Opening the car door, he stepped out and headed inside with the other. They went their separate ways to wash up and turn in for the night.

A soft knock got Joongki’s attention. He creaked ajar his door to find Changmin standing outside. His eyes grew bigger as his mouth dropped slightly about to say something.

“Use this on your bruises.” Changmin handed him a tiny bottle of herbal oil. “It’ll help.”

“Thank you.” Joongki reached out to accept it.

“I know you had something to do with my escape. You hid the truth from me for my sake and I’m thankful to you. I’m able to do the same for you, Joongki. If you need me, don’t hesitate to ask. Like hyung said, you’re part of this family now.”

Joongki couldn’t say anything in return, so he answered with a nod of his head.

“Clear your mind and sleep well.”

“You too, Young Master.”

Changmin headed to his room and closed himself inside. It was past midnight and most of the household was asleep. The sound of a car engine turning off told him that his hyung was home. A lot had happened in the last couple days. His brother had lost the ring he sacrificed so much to obtain and found love in the midst of retrieving it. The Park’s and the Jung’s were on good terms as a result of this union. His ex-lover showed up after disappearing for five years, while Joongki proved to be a wonderful addition to their family. As for Se7en, more mysteries were beginning to unfold.

Seated Indian style on his mattress, he raked his slender fingers through his semi dried tresses. Still a tad wet from his shower, Changmin left the tangled strands to be air dried without the use of a hairdryer. Se7en’s gentle fingers combing his long, blond locks filled his mind. The familiar touch of the man’s digits stroking his arousal sent shivers up his spine, causing his length to twitch in the confines of his briefs. ‘I have to stop letting him invade my thoughts. He’s nothing but trouble. Yet, why? Why are his friend’s words replaying in my head? Why am I being bothered by it? Did he really risk his life for me? But, why would he?’

Sighing, he looked outside his window to a gloomy sky covered by dark clouds. There wasn’t a star in sight. It painted a picture of how Changmin was feeling at the moment. His fingers subconsciously rubbed at the gem on his bracelet. ‘That’s right.’ He glimpsed down at the jewelry on his left wrist. ‘Did he put himself in danger for these stones? Is that why his friend is so angry with him? Why would he hand it over to me so easily?’ A yawn emitted from his lips as he fought to stay awake; but to no avail. He slumped over and dozed off.

Yoochun entered the room when his brother didn’t respond to his soft knock on the door. The boy was fast asleep lying on top of the comforter. Shaking his head, the older sibling flapped the covers over like a crunchy taco shell with Changmin as the filling. The sparkle from the bracelet caught his notice and he took a closer look at it. ‘It’s the same kind of gemstone as my ring. How did Min get another one? Could it be from the same place or person he got mine?’

Changmin shifted faintly, mumbling something inaudible so Yoochun lowered an ear to hear what his dongsaeng was saying.

“I’m not a lobster.”

“What’s with him and lobster today?” Yoochun chuckled and left the room as quietly as he came.

***

Jaejoong was so happy with the necklace Yunho gave him; he couldn’t stop staring at it. This was the first gift he had received from anyone. It was extraordinary, especially since it was from someone he was in love with. He dug out some things from his messenger bag but didn’t find much. A frown stretched his face downwards.

“Why the long face, Jaejoong?” Junsu inquired.

“I want to get Yunho something nice, but I don’t have any colorful paper I could use to exchange for them,” Jaejoong explained.

“I have money. What did you have in mind?”

“I don’t know. Yunho gave me this last night.” He showed Junsu the necklace he had on. “It’s so lovely. I want him to have something just as lovely.”

“Hyung already has you. You’re lovelier than any jewelry.”

“He can’t wear me.”

“He could if he wanted to.” Junsu beamed.

“I don’t understand.”

“Never mind. Come on. Let’s go shopping. I need to get something, too.”

“For Yoochun?”

“Maybe.” His cheeks warmed at the thought of the other demon.

“Your face is red.”

“Must you state the obvious?”

“Am I not supposed to?”

“Not when it embarrasses me.”

“You do the same to Yunho.”

“Oh, great. Hyung has an ally.”

“I’m his love, not his ally.”

“How is it that you know what ally is, but is clueless about sex?”

“I’ve never had sex before.”

“Then, have you ever allied with anyone?”

“Nope.”

“My point exactly.”

“I think you’re teasing me.”

“I might be.” Junsu giggled. “Let’s get going!”

“Okay.”

With a quick change of clothes, Junsu hauled Jaejoong out of the house so fast Yunho wasn’t able to reject. Laughing at the disappointment written on his brother’s face, Junsu finally caught sight of what Jaejoong had on. The beauty was wearing a white T-shirt beneath a red and black plaid long sleeve shirt along with a pair of skinny blue jeans. The brown Timberland shoes completed the outfit making Jaejoong look like he had jumped out from the cover of a fashion magazine.

“Did you pick out that T-shirt yourself?” Junsu queried.

“Yes. Do you like it?”

“It’s…um…very you.”

“Really?” Jaejoong’s eyes sparkled with glee. “Yunho told me the same thing. Maybe I should get him one so that we could match.”

“Going for the ‘couple’ look?”

“You think he’ll like it?”

Junsu plastered on a smile to submerge the laughter bubbling within him. “I could totally see my hyung wearing a T-shirt with the words ‘one hot pleasure’ printed across it.”

“You think so?”

“Yup, we’re getting him that shirt.”

They arrived at the shopping center soon enough and were on their way in. Halfway through the automatic doors, Jaejoong gasped.

“Omo!” He immediately crouched down and hid behind Junsu’s legs.

“What are you doing, Jaejoong?” Junsu squealed.

“Could we leave?”

“We barely got here.”

“Please…”

“Why?”

“M-My hyung...”