Light Me Up Horsey

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Hot, soft and sweaty flesh pressed into his own tingling body. Small feminine hands, tangled in his dark hair as a pair of plump, red lips covered his warm skin with butterfly kisses. The moan he held in his throat escaped as the unknown female started grinding her hips into his aroused member, causing him to grunt and bit his lips as pleasure filled his every being. He removed one hand from her lower back and brought it forward to grab her over-large breast-

Jaejoong opened his eyes slowly. The dark room swam before his eyes. It was still dark outside and the clock on his table read 3 O'clock AM. He sighed in annoyance, wondering what caused him to wake up from this beautiful dream, and lowered his outstretched hand onto his eyes.
Damn it. Whoever that woman was, she did a great job of arousing him in his sleep. With great discomfort at his lower situation, Jaejoong removed his hand that blocked his view and turned his body onto the side, hoping to get more sleep. However, the strange warmth that connected with the pale skin on his face didn't allow it. Feeling odd at the fact that his pillow suddenly turned into a hard rock oven, he reopened his eyes and looked up. The first thing that seemed to register in his mind were the pair of deep brown eyes staring right back at him. The second was the high pitched scream that came from his very own mouth. Jaejoong quickly pushed himself out of his bed, screaming bloody murder at the weird stranger that intruded into his own house, and grabbed the first thing that he could lay his hands on -which, later on, turned out to be a small man purse- and raised it above his head, ready to slam it into the other's face.
"WAHOO! Relax! Chill! Calm the fuck down! You'll wake up the neighbors!" th...

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...and I used to be a fucking banana."
"Humph... Rude.
Jaejoong sighed in annoyance and settled down on his black desk chair, lowering the man-purse onto the floor. He felt tired and furious and the only thing he wanted to do was go back under his warm covers and go to sleep. He rubbed his eyes slightly and ignored the absolutely crazy person claiming to be a bloody horse lamp. "Ok Jae, you are obviously dreaming some absurd dream. That is all..." he whispered under his breath to himself, "Yeah, just a crazy, crazy nightmare. I'll just go back into bed, and no weird horse ghost will be there..."
"Horse ghost?!" Siwon spluttered at the offense, "How dare you-"
"Shusssh..." Jaejoong shushed his blabber down as he closed the light and climbed back to bed, "Bad nightmare. Go back to the depths of hell where you belong to..." And with a small snore, he fell back to sleep.

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