Warnings: Public sexual acts (not sex, per se), minor dirty-talking. Well, it seems I'm keeping it clean this time.
Genre: PWP. Seriously, shameless plotlessness here.
Disclaimer: They own me, not vice versa.
A/N: Why does my mind even go places like this? If it wasn't four in the morning, I'd be ashamed. Further editing will be done tomorrow, sorry for any mistakes.
Summary: Jaejoong had always known how to spice up date night.
( while I’m sure the world knows you’re effeminacy is more than a marketing strategy, I can’t afford to get caught )