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DECEMBER: Part II - Anonymous Kink Meme!

This is Part II of our December Activity. Read more about it here!

YunJae Anonymous Kink Meme

to request a kink fic...
★ Post your request in a comment on this post.
Comment anonymously if you can. ;D That way, we don't have to be ashamed about anything......
★ In your comment, fill out the following:

★ You may post multiple requests! Got lots of plot bunnies? Bombs away!
★ Your request MUST be Yunho/Jaejoong. Duh...
This post is only for kink requests! We have a separate MEME for other fics!

to fill a request...
★ Post your fic in a REPLY to the request comment.
★ Make your comment anonymous! In the spirit of giving without asking for anything in return, we'd like authors to stay anon, at least until after Christmas. Feel free to reveal yourselves after then ;D
★ Your comment's content is the fic, but you MUST include this subject line:
Subject: FILLED - Title (if any), Rating, Length (i.e. 1/1, 2/3, etc)

★ Make sure your fic is mainly Yunho/Jaejoong! Other pairings can be included, it's up to you and/or the requester.
★ Fics of any length are allowed! Also, multiple authors can fill the same request! Let's be friendly about it, though. :)

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♥!! Have fun :D



FILLED - Intermediate , NC-17, 2/4

“Are you tired? You shouldn’t push yourself too hard.”

Jaejoong chuckled. “Look who’s talking.” He peeked at the other trailers outside. They were all dark, so he assumed that everyone else was sound asleep. “Then again, it’s all your fault.”

“Mine?” Yunho sounded terrified, which made Jaejoong laugh.

“I kept thinking about you.” Jaejoong returned to his bed, flicked off the lamp and covered himself with the blanket. “I couldn’t concentrate on my character.”

“Oh no, what should I do?” Yunho moaned, earning laughter from his lover. “We need to cure that, so that you’ll do better tomorrow. If you keep on repeating takes, you’ll spend more time over there and less time with us.”

Jaejoong hummed, pretending to ponder over this. “What do you have in mind?”

“We can talk all night,” Yunho suggested.

“Don’t you have to be on a talk show tomorrow?”

“Oh yeah, I forgot.”

“How can you forget your own schedule?” Jaejoong laughed, utterly amused by the leader’s dorkiness.

“It’s your fault!” Yunho accused. “Your absence has been screwing up my head.”

Jaejoong bit his lower lip to stop a full-blown grin from splitting up his face. “You’re going insane without me?”

“I go insane when I can’t have you,” Yunho blurted out before he could stop himself. “Oh shit... I shouldn’t have said that...”

The lead singer stifled a cackle. “Who says you can’t have me?”

There was a pregnant pause as Yunho took a moment to decipher Jaejoong’s tacit message. When he understood, his jaw dropped and he managed to gasp out, “Huh?”

Jaejoong smirked, proud of himself. “You need to do a solo dance tomorrow, right? Don’t you need to feel sexy?”


“And who’s better at making you feel sexy aside from me?” Jaejoong curled up on his side and whispered huskily into the phone. “What if I want to feel sexy too?”

Yunho swallowed hard. He was starting to shed hot sweat, wetting his collar. The front of his pants was also getting a little tight. Jaejoong’s voice was an aphrodisiac by itself, feeding his lust with tempting promises of pleasure.

“Imagine I’m right there with you,” murmured Jaejoong. “You can do anything you want to me, but you have to say every single thing you do out loud.”

Yunho’s breaths was turning swallow. “What about you?”

“Ah, I can’t tell you. You have to use your imagination.”

“Are you already in bed?” asked Yunho, getting up to switch off the lights. He needed everything to be dark in this. He needed to focus only on Jaejoong’s voice.

“Yup. In the dark. Can you feel me?”

“I can feel you. I can even smell you,” said Yunho, now back on his bed in total darkness.

Jaejoong giggled, imagining Yunho nuzzling his neck. “Hold on, I’m putting you on speaker. Then I can really imagine you’re right here.” He tapped a button on the touchpad and placed the phone on the pillow next to his head. “Can you hear me?”


Jaejoong smiled. “And what am I wearing in this fantasy of yours?”

“A red-lipped grin,” was the cheeky answer. “Nothing else.”

“Ooh, so fast at undressing me, aren’t you?”

“I can strip you anywhere, anytime,” Yunho remarked, grinning. This was getting fun. He could say dirty things without feeling mortified. “Your body is a masterpiece. I want to savour every inch. With my eyes. With my hands. With my mouth.”

Jaejoong inhaled deeply through his mouth, his lips feeling dry and desperately needed to be moistened. “Then put your hands on me. All over me. I want to feel your big palms, your course fingertips, and your nails scraping my skin, reminding me that I’m real.”

Yunho closed his eyes and a movie played in his mind. “I’m dragging his hands down your arms while kissing you. Hard. I’m on top of you—“