| Fan Fiction |
by Pseudonym
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Chapter 26
Mariam
The moment I stepped into the artificial hot spring wrapped in towel with only my underwear to cloth me I nearly regretted it. Like Jaejoong had suggested I’d taken some time to myself, gone to the salon for a hairdo and a pedicure that I insisted I paid on my own. Only when I got there I learned that they were already taken care of. I decided to take issue with that much later. I could’ve turned down the offer, but it was just as luxuriously tempting as the hot spring that I’d just stepped into.
It wasn’t really a hot spring per se. It was more like a heated setting that inspired a hot spring. Regardless they’d captured the scenery impeccably. Dimmed lights shrouded by opaque cream lamps were majestically placed throughout the jungle-inspired room. Greenery, probably artificial too, was placed in such a strategically natural way I felt I was out in the wilderness. The stones surrounding the crystal clear water were a darkly attractive grey. Serpents of smoke danced temptingly from the water and lingered ghostly in the air, setting me in a lusty mood that was not needed. I was in a house with five outstandingly attractive men for crying out loud.
Regardless, this was a place I could only dream of actually being in; the type of place that one never wanted to leave.
To my luck no one was around. Releasing a sigh of relief, I walked apprehensively to a bench instilled beside stones that circled the heated water. I sat stiffly and uncomfortably, smoothing one thumb of the nail of the other as I waited.
I didn’t know why I was making such a big deal about this.
I shouldn’t have agreed to this foolishness in the first place. Participating in such luxuries nowadays seemed so idiotic. Everyone else was out skiing. Feeling a bit under the weather, I’d decided to stay indoors. The kids didn’t seem to mind my absence, as they were enjoying DBSK’s company a lot. I apologized for making them babysit, but they swore that they didn’t mind. I promised to join them later on tonight at the top of the mountain to watch a laser show and fireworks.
Even though I was looking forward to that I couldn’t help but still be worried by this whole trip.
I was busy brooding when I heard a soft patter that made me look up only to nearly choke by sucking in a huge breath. My eyes went wide. Every atom in my body froze.
Then I began to melt because of the heat exuding from this man.
“You dyed your hair back?” there was an excited twinkle in his eyes, “Ah I love it! Let me see it from up close.”
He was obviously oblivious of how good he looked at that moment.
Drenched, Jaejoong sauntered along the paved walkway. His hair, a blond that I hadn’t remembered seeing him with hours ago, made my mouth arid as the Sahara desert. It was spiked and thickened by water, dripping in front of his face as he towel dried it. If that wasn’t the hottest thing I’d ever seen then him being shirtless was.
Milky, smooth, and firm are only miniature ways I could describe his torso and arms. His bicep muscles bunched and flexed as he dried his hair, utterly incautious of how alluring his actions were at that moment. And that pissed me off even more.
I gulped hard as I toured down the glistening contours of his washboard stomach. I guess this was one thing I could thank LN for—overworking his body to the point of perfection. He didn’t have a body like everyday people because I guess he was getting paid to look a certain way with paid professionals who knew how to make him look that way. If I knew them I’d shake their hands. Regardless, Jaejoong had always had an inborn sexual quality to him that couldn’t be taught. If he hadn’t had those personal trainers and nutritionists, he would still have my gut feeling weightless and my toes tingling.
My feasting eyes lowered past the v that disappeared behind his pants, which hang loosely around his small waist, were also soaked.
I too soaked all of him in his sexy glory from his hair follicles to the tip of his toes which poked adorably out of his baggy jeans.
But my eyes kept on drifting to his chest and pelvic area, where a voluminous bulge resided. Oh goodness…
“Mariam!”
Jolting out of my reverie I looked up at Jaejoong only to realize that my breathing had become harsh and jerky. My mouth, no longer dry, had watered hungrily. And my trembling thighs were clamped tightly together because the place where they met was growing warm.
A heat wave of stigma crushed into my face as I realized what I was doing. Not only was I staring Jaejoong down, but I was getting hot and bothered by him. Blinking out of my fogged state I tried to listen to what Jaejoong was saying but failed miserably. There was still a ringing in my ears. Probably an alarm telling me that hotness was approaching fast and if I didn’t do something about it then I’d burst into flames.
“Huh?” I asked breathlessly. An oblivious Jaejoong stopped right in front of me, his towel drying stopping too.
“I said, are you going to get in? It feels good,” he said, looking at me strangely.
“You’re back—“ I cut myself off to clear my throat because it sounded unnaturally high to me. “You’re back already?”
“Yeah. The kids had a blast. It was amazing, I really wish you were there. Then Junsu, Yunho and I were surprised when we saw hydrogen peroxide at one of the stores, got some and they helped went me dye my hair back to blonde, you like?”
No. I love.
“Yes,” I prayed I didn’t sound like a breathless maiden in one of those bad western movies of the sixties. I swallowed hard. “It looks great. The way I’d always liked it.”
Jaejoong glanced at the pool and back at me. “Are you getting in the pool or are you going to watch it all day?”
“I’m uh—have you been in already?”
“I’ve been there when I came two years ago but not since we got here.”
“Then why are you all wet?” and sexy, I wanted to add, but smartly didn’t.
“Two words. Junsu and Jin.”
“They were serious about the water balloons in this weather?!”
Jaejoong nodded, looping the towel around his neck while holding onto their edges and looking so sinfully hot as he did so.
I sighed and shook my head. “I’m starting to wonder if Junsu is his father instead.”
Jaejoong cut his eyes at me. “You’ve been with Junsu before?!”
I rolled my eyes at his question. “I’m not a whore like you.”
Jaejoong scoffed. “You’re damn right you’re not,” he said and sat beside me, slouching and outstretching his legs before him. “Cause I’m not just any whore. I’m a damned proud whore.”
I looked at Jaejoong as he arrogantly chuckled like looking straight ahead at the hot spring. My attempt to give him a dull look turned sultry as I noted the dew that had formed on his skin. I wanted nothing more than to…
When Jaejoong turned to face me I reacted like I’d been pricked with a hot needle, nearly jumping off of the stool. Several seconds ticked by as Jaejoong stared at me awkwardly.
“Are you alright?”
No you fool! Kim Jaejoong is sitting beside me, shirtless, and soaking wet. Who in their right mind, man or woman, would be fine when faced with something like that?! I can’t believe I was fangirling over him.
“I’m fine,” I muttered coolly instead, curling some damp hair behind my ear. Jaejoong followed the movement, his lips curling into a lazy smirk. A smirk that nearly made me fan myself with my hands to cool off. Sometimes he was too hot for his own good.
“I love it when you do that,” he murmured while roving over my hair.
“Do what?” I asked self-cautiously, smoothing my hand over my hair for a lack of what to do. Even though at the salon they’d styled it in tight curls, I’d thrown it into a reckless ponytail when coming into the hot spring. My heart did that funny heart racing thing that it does whenever he gets too close.
Jaejoong only smirked like he had a special little secret that no one would ever know about and shook his head. “Nothing. So are you getting in?”
“In what?”
He hitched towards the pool and I became flustered, grabbing the tightening of my towel as I stood up on shaky legs.
“N-no. Actually I thought against it. I’m still feeling nauseas. It’s making me feel worse and—“
“Ah come on.” Before I knew it Jaejoong had enclosed my hand in his large and was pulling me with him to the pool. My fingers and toes tingled due to his touch, transgressing electrical sparks through my body.
“You haven’t even given it a try. You might feel better,” he continued.
Sighing sharply, I capitulated and followed, clutching onto the tucked in portion of my towel. I was far too aware that I only wore a bra and matching underwear underneath it.
As we walked I temporarily forgot my woes, helplessly enjoying the view of his back with the embellishment of tattoo calligraphy across his shoulder blades. I remember once when he’d tried to get me to get a tattoo in the past but I refused due to my odd phobia of needles.
When we got to the stone steps that led into the water, I stopped short.
“Come on,” Jaejoong said, standing behind me with his hands on my shoulders. A shrill had gone through me when he’d placed his hands there.
“Go. Before the kids come and bother us,” he said with a laugh. He was right about that. I wanted to enjoy the water before the kids came in with plans to terrorize.
I’d never been in a hot spring and I’d shed my clothing because I really wanted to try it out. I’d been denying myself so many pleasantries as of late I was hungry for just a dash.
“Come on,” Jaejoong sang impatiently, gently nudging me forward. Tilting my head far back I looked up at him from the odd angle.
“Well?” he said, making me laugh when he leaned down and nuzzled my nose with his.
“Okay, okay.” Feeling for Jaejoong’s hand on my shoulder, I pried his fingers away from me and clasped his hand with mine.
“What’s going on?” even though he had no idea, he still closed his hand strongly over mine. A knot formed in my throat at the gesture that seemed to say no matter what, he would always hold on strong.
Biting my lip apprehensively, I used my hold on Jaejoong to keep me balanced while I dipped one cautious toe into the warm mass. Exhilaration was all I could use to describe the feeling. I then pitched the rest of my toes and wiggled them gleefully.
“It feels so nice!” I exclaimed cheekily.
“Then get in woman!” Jaejoong urged.
“Close your eyes,” I said after turning to face him. I narrowed my eyes when I found that all the while his gaze had been trained on my lower back. Or even lower.
“Huh?” he dragged his eyes slowly up my frame, lingering on my chest before blinking spontaneously and smiling guiltily as he met with my eyes. “What?”
“Turn around. I don’t want you to see me in my underwear.”
If I had a video camera I would’ve shown the world how Jaejoong’s eyes lit up when I said the word underwear. He was so shameless, but he was so cute at the same time.
“What are you talking about?” Jaejoong folded his arms, then placed one hand in front of his lips, pinching on his bottom lip the moment a smile victimized him.
“Turn around! I don’t want you to see me.”
“Why not?”
“I just don’t.” The shameful truth was I wasn’t so confident about my body as I’d once been with him. I was fearful that he would find something wrong. Why I cared so much was beyond me. I used to have the type of attitude that screamed, if you don’t like me, kiss my ass.
But things change.
“Jaejoong!” I whined when all he did was give me a playful gaze.
Laughing, he finally succumbed and turned. Without lifting a finger I watched Jaejoong for a while. Then he did like expected and tried to stealthily look over his shoulder. When I saw that he was caught he burst out laughing and I playfully pushed him as I too fell into laughter with him.
“Hey! I was just checking why you were so quiet!” he defended.
“Okay, now this time don’t look until I say so okay?”
“You’re being so mean. I’m letting you see my body.”
“That’s cause you know you have a nice one.”
He smirked. “I know right? I’m so hot.”
I shoved him again.
After swearing up and down that he wouldn’t look, I undid the towel slowly, never once taking my gaze off of him. Once fully rid of the towel, I made it into the water as carefully as I could while touching the rocks for leverage and looking over my shoulder to make sure he wasn’t breaking the rule. I smiled because he wasn’t.
All the cells in my body buzzed in delight once I was neck deep in the warm water. It wasn’t scalding but it wasn’t lukewarm either. It was just perfect and I wanted to bask in its glory forever.
With him.
“You can look,” I finally said, wading in the lavish water.
“Okay, my turn,” he said.
I was busy waiting for Jaejoong to shack his pants and come in when a shriek left my mouth, which I placed my hands over in shock.
“What?” a naked Jaejoong asked with an amused smirk. He waved me off negligently when he saw where my eyes were pinned, kicking off his pants before walking in. “Don’t act like you’ve never seen one before.”
“You’re naked!” I said with my hands slapped against my cheeks while taking a few steps back.
“Aren’t you?”
“No! I still have my bra and—hey what are you doing?!” I asked when he kept getting nearer.
“What do you mean?” Jaejoong asked with a taunting smile.
“Stay away!” I shrieked, splashing water towards him.
“Eh?! What was that for?! Okay then, the war is on.” he splashed water on me too
“Don’t you dare come closer!” I retorted as we fell into a ‘splashing of the waters’ war. We were laughing and threatening each other, having a good time. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been so happy. And in the back of my mind I wondered how the same person that had given me the greatest sadness was the same one giving me the greatest happiness.
Then suddenly Jaejoong executed a dive into the water and he disappeared.
Before I could turn around in search of him, I heard a great splash from behind me before being locked into strong arms.
A surprised scream shuttled out of my lungs as I felt something hard and smooth against the small of my back. The small hairs on the back of my neck spiked up at the realization of what it was, making me yelp out even more. Jaejoong’s hand drowned my scream as it closed over my gaping mouth.
“Shh! Hush! You’re going to make people come in here,” Jaejoong said with a laugh, finally letting go of my mouth.
“You’re naked!” I whispered harshly while twisting and turning against him. That only made me feel his member digging into my back more.
Jaejoong hissed sharply into my ear, “Better stop Mimi. You’re making me, uh, hard.”
“Ahh! My ears. My virgin ears! Let me go pleaaaase!”
“Nope. Not until you get used to the feeling.”
“I’m used to it!”
In fact, I was getting aroused by it, but he didn’t need to know that.
“Lies!” he said.
“I swear!”
“Okay then. Do you like it?”
“No!”
Jaejoong tightened his hold on me.
“Okay, okay, I like it,” I succumbed. “I love the feeling. Let me go you pervert!”
Laughing, Jaejoong let me go and when I turned around to face him he caught my lips in his while he laughed. I too laughed against the kiss, thus messing it up.
“You are so silly!” I said against his lips.
“And you so love it,” he said before seriously capturing my lips. Quickly he held my face in his hands, prying my lips apart with his aggressive tongue. Without warning I was thrown into a whirlwind of pure bliss. From the way Jaejoong kissed I knew that it was something that he’d been bottling up. He kissed with the passion of a thirsty man finally drinking from an oasis after a long torturous journey in a dessert.
This was one of those times when I couldn’t deny him because I’d longed for his kiss ever since we’d gotten here. With snoopy eyes we hadn’t really had a chance to be as inhibited as we were back home. Even then, I knew that my need to feel his kisses and touch was putting me in a dangerous predicament. Damn it, I didn’t want to become a statistic—those dumb girls who are head over heels of the very men that abuse them. Jaejoong hadn’t abused me physically in any way. He’d brutally broken my heart and that was an emotional abuse that no one should bare.
But that was just the problem. There was just Jaejoong. There was no one else. There had never been anyone else. And I was almost certain that there would be nobody else.
No one else that I felt this strongly for that is. I would have to go through another lifetime before feeling for someone the way I felt for him.
“Jae.” I rasped against his lips, my shaky hands now weakly pushing at his chest. “Please…”
When I stopped the kiss, Jaejoong still kept his face close as if to tell me that this wasn’t ending any time soon. The heat in the room had been set ten times higher and it had nothing to do with the warmed pool’s temperature.
It was all to do with heat waves emanating from Jaejoong.
Just as I looked away, my hands helplessly on his chest, Jaejoong lowered his arms and picked me up, forcing my legs around his waist. Gasping sharply, I was left without a choice but to wrap my arms around Jaejoong’s broad shoulders to keep me from toppling over.
“Jae! What are you doing?!”
His answer came in the form of walking us toward the outskirts of the pool. There was a set look in Jaejoong’s eyes, a possessed look that said he wasn’t backing down no matter what. The thing about him getting like this is that it had always aroused me. There was something about the kind hearted, good willed Jaejoong turning possessive with a no-nonsense look in his eyes that always got to me.
That’s the very reason why I had to fight him off because I didn’t want to get myself into matters I couldn’t handle.
But it was already too late.
I was already trapped.
“Jaejoong stop,” I began in a panicky voice that went unheard of. Before long my back was pressing gently against a warm and smooth stone, Jaejoong’s arms still around my waist with my legs still around his waist
And before I could voice any more protests Jaejoong’s mouth had found its way to my neck. He had moved right on for the kill, landing on a portion that he knew was my soft spot. I guess he still knew my body even four years later.
I tried to fight it, I swear I did, but a burning undeniable part of me that had missed him, allowed this. Willingly, my neck arched back at the exhilarating sucking he did along my spot. That’s what truly set the erogenous parts of my body sparking.
It hadn’t taken long for my resisting body to squirm languidly against Jaejoong, especially when he put his tongue into action too. As his tongue left a wet trail down my neck, Jaejoong slowly let me stand on my own. I do so but with great difficulty because my legs were weak from the pleasure that surged through my body.
His trip down my neck never stopped, eventually landing him at my collarbone, where he began pecking my collarbone while his hands firmly clasped the ends of my writhing hips. His right hand left and began stroking my thighs to will them apart. As weak as I was, I yielded easily, electricity zapping up my body from where he touched. As his hand aimed higher up my thigh, his mouth went lower.
“Jaejoong…” I cried breathlessly, my hands coasting up his sinewy arms to his shoulders.
My pleading converted into a moan when his mouth closed over my right nipple despite it being cloaked by my bra. As if that weren’t enough, no sooner did his nimble fingers push the fabric of my panties and began strumming the lips of my pulsating, slippery womanhood.
A sharp whimper left my lips as Jaejoong let out a guttural groan that sounded like music to my ears.
“Jaejoong—wait…no…” I broke into a moan when he run the bad of his tongue along my nipple.
“Yes…” he sibilated, his lips rubbing against my turgid nipple through the lace bra. “Sing for me…”
Even if I didn’t want to, he made me. His dexterous tongue and circled my mound before closing over my nipple and suctioning gently. The callous fabric of my bra pronounced the sensations, making my eyes roll into the back of my head and shutter shut. My fingers had soon lost themselves in the tangled dampness of his hair, drawing him closer.
Jaejoong’s fingers joined in on his stellar performance. He had taken his time touching me, as if trying to rediscover old territory. His other hand kept busy while stilling my agitating hips. My entire body stiffened and my back arched sharply when he parted the lips of my womanhood and slowly inserted a finger into my tight opening. A sharp pain shot through my body
“Jaejoong!” I gasped, my eyes stinging with hot tears. Oh god. I couldn’t believe this. Was he really touching me? Was he really here? After all those days and nights of turmoil, I could only pose the question: was this really happening?
Jaejoong abandoned my now perky nipple and kissed his way back up along my chest before sealing my mouth.
“Shhh,” he placated. “It’s okay.”
We were now looking at each other squarely in the eye. Jaejoong breathed heavily through parted lips. The sight of his neck and chest contracting with each laborious breath took my own breath away. His eyes were smoldering, dark and fogged. Shards of hair fell over them.
“I wont hurt you. I promise,” he said before plunging his finger deeper. He stayed within for a couple of seconds before repeating the action of taking it out and sliding it back in. All the while he made me claw at his shoulders now in pain. It was when he slid another finger in that augmented the girth, thus worsening the pain.
Jaejoong muttered a curse word meant to scold himself before apologizing to me as he briefly halted with his fingers inside of me.
“I’m sorry,” I found myself apologizing for reasons I didn’t know.
“Shh, it’s okay. I’m the one that should be sorry.”
Jaejoong waited inside of me until I adjusted to the pain before beginning the addictive action of retreating and advancing into me.
“Argh…Mariam…” Jaejoong groaned into my ears, sending waves of pleasure into my body before burying his face in the crook of my neck. “You don’t know how good you feel right now…”
“Jaejoong…” I bit my lip to swallow a scream when he added yet another finger and started going in and out all over again.
I could feel myself getting closer and closer to that heavenly place. Before I knew what I was doing I was begging Jaejoong to go faster.
He chuckled sexily while keeping his pace. “Aren’t you the one who kept saying no?”
“Jaejoong!” I whined, squirming beneath him restlessly.
“Hold on. I need to get this off. It’s bothering me.” he said, hooking the thumb of his free hand into the elastic of my underwear.
I sighed, feeling bereft when he left my insides. Despite my complaints Jaejoong smoothly lowered my underwear despite the disruptive water, instructing me to climb out of them.
That alone had cost me so much energy because I was still too wired up. I posed no complaints when Jaejoong realigned me with the stone wall. But I became surprised when he closed one hand beneath my knee and raised my thigh a little ways to my chest until I was openly displayed in front of him. My cheeks heated in embarrassment and Jaejoong chuckled at my mortified expression.
The laughing aura left him instantly when he started to reinsert his fingers into me, muttering a curse word that sent me reeling with arousal. I loved it when he turned all bad boy on me even when I knew I wasn’t supposed to be liking this. My hands went back to his arms as my back arched and my eyes fluttered shut again. before my eyes shut off again because of the heady feeling, I caught one of the sexiest sights of Jaejoong biting on his plump, wet bottom lip.
He began to fill me up and empty me all over again, this time at a faster tempo, thus taking me to that place faster. The kisses muffled our moans so that the outside world couldn’t hear, and I was still mindful that they could walk in at any moment god forbid.
When Jaejoong pulled away from the kiss, I lifted my heavy eyelids to see why.
“Jaejoong…” I panted as he made love to me with his hand.
“Mmm…I want to see that pretty face when you…oh god…”
It was when he bit his plump, wet bottom lip with the fiery intensity in his eyes that really made finally reach my apex. I was unable to stop the scream that left me, my back arching sharply. When my eyes shut again I saw stars sparking the blackness behind my eyelids. White hot licks of fire bombarded my body, making me tremble all over as I came all over my lover’s hand.
Jaejoong eventually clamped his mouth over mine to effectively drown out my cries.
When the waves finally passed Jaejoong buried his head in the recess of my neck and I clung to him tightly.
I moaned shakily when Jaejoong slipped out of me and wrapped his arms strongly around my waist. Seconds lapsed as we both caught respite.
Once I’d back come to earth—barely—and Jaejoong caught his breaths, he kissed me roughly. “God I can’t wait to actually be inside of you…”
I nearly melted again and managed not to fall limply when we slowly let go of each other.
It was when we pulled back from each other that we realized what had happened. Unlike me as I stared at Jaejoong in shock, he was busy running his eyes down my body.
“I-I’ve got to go,” I stuttered,glad when I easily found my underwear before stumbling in the water as I tried to find my way out. I was still dizzy.
“Are you okay?” the ever kind Jaejoong was back, it was almost like a switching of personalities. His face was red as he blushed. When he reached out to catch me when I tripped as he asked the question he suddenly caught himself, using that very hand to run it through his hair before looking down at the water—it was no surprise what he was looking at. “Ah, if I touch you now there’s no turning back. Uh, I’ve got to go too.”
I didn’t argue with him and hurried out of the water like the devil was chasing me.
My heart was racing.