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hey,, i’m here actually posting the vent fic,,,, again it’s rly soft and cute and he’s only sleeping but u dont gotta read it if u dont wanna,,, pls be nice to urselves
“Can I kiss you awake?” Taemin asks, always asks, because Jonghyun gets grumpy if people don’t. At his question, Jonghyun’s lips twitch up and he tugs lightly on Taemin’s hand, puckering his lips in a kissie face.
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remember jonghyun for: who he was
8 YEARS WITH f(x): f(SHINee)
FOREVER WILL LOVE THIS COLLAB
(Im)possible
pairing: jongkey
genre: ugh, smut?
Rating: NC-17
Getting ticket in a first row was an achievement.
Jonghyun couldn’t actually believe when the ticket came in mail and he opened it as if it was most precious thing ever.
Well, for him it was.
A ticket for Key’s first concert was a goddamn achievement.
It got sold out in 2 minutes, and Jonghyun still couldn’t believe his luck.
FIRST ROW TICKET!
On the day of the concert he wore his best; black, tight jeans with ripped knees, a white dress-shirt with black collar and his favorite hat. A pair of fake glasses, too.
Damn boy, you look hot.
The venue was filled within half an hour and Jonghyun was one of the firsts to enter it, thus he had even better place to stand.
When Key, or rather Kim Kibum, appeared on stage, Jonghyun died a million deaths. The man was gorgeous, sexy and everything he could think of.
(of course it wasn’t his first time seeing Key live, no, no, he attended each and every performance Key gave. Fanboy much, ha?)
If there was a song Jonghyun was anticipating, it was ‘Hold on’. A collab song which was so perfect and Key’s voice suited it so well, Jonghyun felt like crying. Truth be told, during the music break, when Kibum was dancing wildly on stage and the crowd was mimicking him, Jonghyun couldn’t tear his gaze away.
When the music slowed down and Key stopped jumping and kneeled. Right in front of Jonghyun. The mic was slowly lifted to his mouth and when the first words sounded, Key looked directly into Jonghyun’s eyes.
Looking for light I can’t find the way out
Their eye-lock didn’t last longer than the first line of the verse, but it was enough for Jonghyun.
It was enough to have his heart stopping and tears welling up in his eyes.
He couldn’t really recall few next songs, because his head was nothing than a mess. Wild screams of fangirls around him were mute in his ears.
He came back to his senses a few songs later, when the vcr was playing at the screen.
The soft piano sounds hit his ears and he recognized the song, but he couldn’t really recall Key mentioning it in any way in his pre-concert interviews.
‘Crazy in love´ was flowing from the speakers and Jonghyun could see Key in the vcr, half-naked, writhing in bed, playing with white sheets and panting into the camera, although audio was muted and the song was all he could hear.
Fuck.
It all ended with Key running his hands down his body, and when he was about to grip his groin, the screen suddenly blackened.
Fuck, fuck fuck, I’m hard
What appeared on the stage later was almost too much for him.
Key walked out of the backstage in a goddamn suit jacket and a harness on his chest. His black leather pants not being much of a help either.
Was that.. a whip in his hand?
Jesus Christ.
He knew Key liked to shock, to be different, to show everything the other artist wouldn’t even think of showing.
But this.. this was too much.
The music started and Jonghyun realized the song was in English. Key was dancing surrounded by other dancers singing his lungs out.
A big throne was brought in and fuck if Key hasn’t climbed it and almost humped himself on it. He was brought to the middle of the stage, right in fucking front of Jonghyun. Key was basically thrusting his hips into his face.
Suddenly he felt a grip and his arm and someone pulled him backwards. He was too shocked to even object and before he could even realize, he was sitting on the goddamn throne, in the middle of the stage, in the middle of the concert.
Baby we’re about to blow
Jonghyun finally looked up. He felt Key’s whip on his arm. He saw Key’s fierce face, getting dangerously close to his own. His eyes were screaming sex and dangerous.
Everything seemed to stop.
Key, no, Kibum, slowly climbed him and sat astraddle of him, his crotch pressing into his own. Jonghyun’s glasses were thrown off by Key and landed somewhere on the stage.
Everybody knows we were born to shine
His face was so close, their foreheads were touching, lips almost brushing. He could feel Kibum’s breath on his face, his chest brushing against his, their groins colliding.
You and I both know, from our head to toe
Key continued singing, his lips getting closer and closer to his own.
We were born to shine
If Jonghyun recalled correctly, now would be the moment when-
“Fuck” he gritted.
Kibum started pushing his hips downward, forward and into Jonghyun’s own.
We were born to shine
Their eyes were locked, Kibum was gripping at his shirt’s collar and Jonghyun could swear he heard the material ripping.
We were born to shine
They were basically humping on stage, with 20,000 people present.
Jonghyun couldn’t halt his hips and they were both pressing into each other, their crotches grinding into each other.
‘till the end of time
Their mad dance ensued. It was only the two of them.
Staring into each other’s eyes, rocking, humping, teasing.
Only the two of them.
Born to, born to shine.
Kibum’s voice was husky and Jonghyun hear it double, both from the speakers and from Kibum’s lips, dangerously close to his own.
Jonghyun could hear the music slowly dying out and the moment the lights started flickering, Key pressed their lips together, only to cover their faces from public with Jonghyun’s hat a second later.
The lights went out and Jonghyun expected Key to run off.
Nothing like that happened.
Their kiss continued, ten times hotter and fiercer.
Jonghyun was lost. He was kissing Kibum on stage, their hardened lengths were pressed together, on the verge of exploding.
The thin string of saliva connected their lips when Kibum backed away and he just grinned at him.
“Backstage, now.”
Idk if your taking drabble requests rn but could you write something about alpha jong and omega key?
Title: A White Night
Jonghyun sleeps with one eye open in his bed tonight, helies completely still, his piercing brown eyes trained on the ceiling abovehim. He tries not to breathe, flinch or even blink because lying beside him ishis groom. In order to bring peace between the two raging clans, one alpha andone omega from each side were brought together and were forced to wed. Whichwould’ve been a simple task if Jonghyun’s omega was a woman and it would havebeen even easier if the omega wasn’t his first love.
Kim Kibum, the stunning omega from the opposing clan;Jonghyun fell in love when they were in their teens. Jonghyun vividly recallsthe day when Kibum escaped from a training session, his cheeks flushed.Jonghyun remembers sneaking off to check on him. The room Kibum hid in wasquiet except for the occasional pants which echoed passionately. He was inheat. Jonghyun watched him and felt his heart pound. The way Kibum clutched athis chest to stop it from spreading, the way he threw his head back in ecstasywhenever he lightly touched himself. Jonghyun wanted to touch him, to calm andsoothe him. Jonghyun simply wished to love him.
Jonghyun swallows as he thinks about what tonight issupposed to entail. Their parents call it “white night.” The special nightbetween two lovers; during this time they are expected to engage in sexualintercourse. The word ‘white’ defines the peak of excitement and ‘night’ isdefined as the moment of peace and unity between them. Jonghyun risks a glanceat Kibum and releases a sigh when he sees that the other is calmly sleeping.
“I’m the only excited one…” he mumbles, finally allowinghimself to breathe and relax. He pulls the blankets over his body, he begins toturn his back to Kibum, but decides other wise. “He’s sleeping…he shouldn’tnotice.” Jonghyun whispers, his eyes bright with pure intentions. He scootscloser to Kibum and stealthily, lightly he places a hand to Kibum’s hip. His eyesshake with fear and excitement. He then pulls Kibum into his chest and slipsone of his legs between Kibum’s. Kibum groans causing Jonghyun to freeze.
“As an alpha you haveto make the first move. Once you claim him, he is yours forever.”
Minho’s words ring clearly in his mind. He inhales Kibum’sscent, his nose snuggling into the back of his neck. He releases a deep “ah”and his toes curl inwards. This isn’tgood. Kibum moans in his sleep. Thisisn’t good at all. Jonghyun’s lips begin to creep down, past the back ofKibum’s neck and lower to his shoulders.I want to eat him up now. Suddenly his eyes flick red. You have to stop. He feels it rising and pressing into Kibum.
His eyes widen. “Shit.” He hisses. Shadows dance along thewall, a mirage conjured up by the gleaming moon and swaying trees from outsidethe bedroom. Jonghyun feels sweaty all over and his heartbeat echoes loudlythroughout the room. But he can’t stop. His instincts begin to take over and herolls his hips into Kibum. His mind suddenly flashes with images of Kibum fromyears ago. “Kibum…” he grunts tenderly.
“You two are going towed.” Kibum’s mother announces strongly. Kibum’s once calm eyes suddenlyflicker with rage.
“Mother! This isn’tfair!”
“Lower your voice.”She booms, Kibum flinches and recoils into his chair. Jonghyun gazes at himfrom across the dining table, he clutches his hands together in his lap andnibbles his bottom lip nervously. Of course he doesn’t want to marry me, webarely know each other. But we can work on that; we can talk until we knowevery single thing about each other. Jonghyunlooks up to risk a glance at his soon to be groom and chokes on his breath whenhe realizes that Kibum is staring back at him. Those eyes are full of beautifulrage. Jonghyun smiles shakily.
Jonghyun clamps a hand over his mouth when his teeth beginto ache. No, no. his grip on Kibum’s hip suddenly tightens. Kibum’s eyes snapopen, he reflexively clutches Jonghyun’s hand and spins him onto the floor.Jonghyun hits the carpet with a thud. “What…were you doing?” Kibum questions,his chest rising and falling.
Jonghyun rubs his aching back and looks up to Kibum withvelvet eyes. “Doing what we’re supposed to be doing.” He explains calmly, agrowl in his voice. His gaze drifts to Kibum’s exposed left shoulder, he risesslowly to his feet and without a word he uses a hand to push Kibum back againstthe bed. Kibum stares up at him with wide eyes.
“What the hell—” Jonghyun shushes him with a kiss that’s asexplosive as the sudden downpour of rain outside their bedroom window, yetgentle as the sound of rain hitting the glass.
Jonghyun pulls back breathlessly, the brown of his eyesswallowed by the fire of his heart. Kibum stares into his red eyes full ofcommitment. “I’ve always loved you.” Jonghyun suddenly confesses. “I’ve alwayswanted to make you mine…and now…” Jonghyun brings his lips to Kibum’s neck.“You are.”
Kibum shivers, his back arching up slightly. To say that hehadn’t looked at Jonghyun in that waywould have been a total lie. Kibum’s watched Jonghyun too, but as an omega heunderstood his place.
“All mine.” Jonghyun whispers, emphasizing each word with akiss to Kibum’s skin. His hands travel up Kibum’s shirt and his nails leaveslender, red marks across his skin. Kibum tilts his head back and moans.
“Stop.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Jonghyun, please.”
Jonghyun releases a shaky breath. “I want to, but I can’t.”he pulls away from Kibum, his hands resting on either side of Kibum’s head. Kibumnotices that Jonghyun is trembling. He reaches up hesitantly and rests a handagainst Jonghyun’s warm face.
“Slowly…” he whispers soothingly. “I’m not going anywhere…”
“But Kibum…do you even love me?”
Kibum blinks and then a slow grin descends across his face. “Well,”he laughs lightly. “I have no choice but to love you now.” Kibum lifts his kneeand presses it into the hot space between Jonghyun’s legs. Jonghyun’s eyebrowsfurrow and he bites his bottom lip.
“I’ll…” he breathes deeply. “I’ll get you to fall for me.”
Kibum smirks and leans up to press their lips together. “Then…”he licks along Jonghyun’s jaw. “You better start now.”
A/N this has to be one of the oldest drabble requests I’ve gotten…lol, I’m trying to clear out as many of these as possible ^^
It’s Not Phone Sex, It’s a Reward
Pairing: Jongkey
Rating: NC-17
If the title isn’t enough of a giveaway then I don’t know what is. I just had to write something thanks to the K-movie Whatcha Wearin’? that i watched last night. It’s kind of based around a similar theme. (I haven’t written something this explicit in a while…at least it feels that way, hope ya enjoy!)
Kibum glances at the clock on the wall and with a pleased sigh, he flomps back onto the bed and dials his boyfriends number who was still at work. Jonghyun liked working the late hours, he was overseer of pretty much everything at the company—he wasn’t exactly boss but if he kept this going he would be. So Kibum thought he deserved a reward for all his hard-work, staying that late must get stressful and Jonghyun may not admit it, but Kibum can tell that he misses the sex. Whenever he comes home around one AM, his hair is still in place but there’s dark circles under his eyes and his tie is slightly crooked, but he still has this look in his eyes, but not wanting to wake Kibum, he slinks off into the bathroom and takes a long shower.
The phone rings three times before Jonghyun answers. “Kibum? You’re still not asleep?”
“I’m waiting on you.” Jonghyun chuckles kindly. “You don’t have to, get some rest.”
“But I can’t.” Jonghyun quirks a brow, leaning forward on his office desk, a serious look in his eyes. “Are you not feeling well? Do you want me to come home?”
“No, no, you stay there and just listen.” Kibum lowers his voice to a whisper, popping the buttons on his shirt. “I miss you.” He murmurs, placing a hand to his bare chest and moving his fingers in small circles. “Kibum…” Jonghyun was beginning to catch on. “I’m laying across the bed, touching myself while thinking of you.” He bites his bottom lip, his breath coming out uneven. “I’m touching my nipples…” his finger caresses the stub of his nipple and he takes in a sharp breath. “Jonghyun,” Jonghyun’s grip on the phone tightens and he looks around to make sure no one else was watching. The building was dark all except for his office. With a relieved sigh, he leans back in his seat, his legs spreading. “What else…tell me more, Kibum.” He says in a low voice, so Kibum does. “My finger’s moving in slow circles, like you always do,” his back arches up and he shivers. “Aaah, Jonghyun, touch me.” Jonghyun grunts, holding his phone in one hand and unlooping his belt with the other. Kibum listens to the clinking sound with a smirk. “What are you wearing? Are you wearing that suit I love?” He asks and Jonghyun nods. “Yes, the one with the navy blue tie.” Kibum continues to stroke his hand across his chest, moving it slowly down. “Mm, that tie; you can tie my wrists together and do whatever you wish.” Jonghyun tugs his zipper down. “Oh yeah? Like what?” Kibum unbuttons the single button on his jeans and shoves his hand down his boxers. “Bite me.”
“Where?” Jonghyun asks, his voice heavy. “On my thighs.” Jonghyun groans. “Where else?” Kibum grips his hardening length and begins a slow pace up and down. “My nipples, you’d bite them with your teeth and pull them.”
“Do it. I want to hear you do it.” Jonghyun commands. Kibum puts the phone on speaker, placing it beside him and using his free hand to pinch his left nipple. “Ah—ah,” he stutters over his moans and Jonghyun frees his cock from his slacks. “Harder.” He demands and Kibum obeys with a slight yelp as he twists his nipple, his other hand still working at his shaft. Jonghyun grimaces in pleasure from the sound, his hand holding the phone was trembling. “It feels good Jonghyun,” Kibum moans dazedly, his finger releasing his nipple and going to pull his jeans the rest of the way down. “It does doesn’t it…” Jonghyun hums, his palm enclosing around his hard cock. “Tell me what you’re doing now.” He pants and Kibum shudders from the low tenor of his voice. “I’m stroking myself.”
“You must be wet.”
“Yes…very.” Jonghyun laughs lightly, his eyebrows furrowing. “What else are you doing?”
“Thinking of how you’d kiss me.” Jonghyun begins to move his hand up and down lazily, his thumb pressing into his reddening tip. “And how would I do that?”
“You’d start from my neck…” Jonghyun groans because it had been so long. “And then you’d suck on my earlobe.” Jonghyun licks his lips. “Your tongue—goddamn your tongue—Jonghyun.” Kibum huffs and if Jonghyun listened closely he could hear the slapping sounds of Kibum’s hand hard at work on his length. “You—what are you doing, Jonghyun?” Kibum was beginning to lose his mind, his stroking pace increasing—faster and faster and that untouched place was beginning to ache. Jonghyun laughs. “You must know what it is I’m doing…”
“No, tell me…in detail.” Kibum decides to play dumb, wanting to give Jonghyun the best over the phone orgasm in all his 25 years of life. Jonghyun’s eyes flutter to a close. “I’m using my hand as a replacement for your mouth.” Kibum scoffs. “You want me to suck you off, don’t you?”
“Fuck yes, Kibum.”
“Haha, your voice sounds so desperate.” Kibum says amusedly, Jonghyun shrugs off his jacket, sweat was beginning to accumulate on his neck. “I’ve been working and we haven’t had sex,”—he grunts—“In so long.”
“True…” Kibum flips onto his stomach, his knees and elbows sinking into the mattress as he pushes his ass up into the air. Jonghyun listens to the shuffling sounds and asks. “What are you doing, Bummie?” Kibum fumbles around for a bottle of lube, squirting a quarter sized dollop into his palm. Jonghyun listens intently, his stroking pace slowing as he tries to figure out what Kibum’s doing. “Bummie?”
“Jonghyun, tell me…” Kibum pushes his bangs out of his eyes and says lowly. “…how you’d make love to me.” Jonghyun’s eyes widen and a jolt of arousal shoots down his spine and he says quietly as though he were divulging some kind of top secret info. “I’d gingerly massage your ass.” So Kibum does as Jonghyun says he would do—he reaches back and cups his left cheek. “How would you do it?”
“Slowly of course—I’d get you to beg.” Jonghyun lets out a guttural moan, one that vibrates his entire throat. “And then I’d press my fingers into your hips.” Kibum bites his bottom lip, his eyes closing. “I’d tease you and lick down the dip of your back.” With his eyes closed Kibum could feel it all and Jonghyun’s velvety voice had him pushing back and imagining that the older was positioned behind him. Jonghyun’s grip around his length tightens. “Kibum,” he huffs, his gaze drooping to the stack of papers scattered across his desk. He had forgotten all about his work. “J-Jonghyun,”
“What is it, baby?” he questions gently, closing his eyes and seeing the needy look in Kibum’s eyes. “I’m slipping a finger in.” Jonghyun shivers. “Nngh, two…do two.” Jonghyun commands, so Kibum slips in two fingers and moans quietly, it wasn’t enough. “I need you.” He huffs and Jonghyun’s hips snap up. “Damn it, Kibum.”
“Jonghyun…aaah.” Kibum words began to break off into fragments; Jonghyun listens intently to the pants leaving his boyfriends lips and to the in and out squelch of his fingers. He needed to get home and now. “Kibum, fuck.” He grips his shaft tightly, going in rhythm to Kibum’s moans. His hips roll forward and he chants softly. “In and out, I’d go in and out of you.”
“Faster, faster Jonghyun.” Kibum pushes his fingers in deeper and he saw white. “Shit, there.” He hisses and Jonghyun strokes his cock faster and faster, leaning all the way back in his seat (almost falling out of it). Kibum’s voice had gone low and quiet as though he was muffling his moans. Jonghyun could see it, the image of Kibum with his teeth in his arm. “I’m almost, Jonghyun I’m going to cum.”
“Me…me too, let me hear you.” Jonghyun grunts, sweat glistening across his forehead. Kibum pulls the phone closer, his knees quaking as he imagined Jonghyun rocking in and out of him. “Jonghyun…mmm…”
“You’re so hot, Kibum.” Jonghyun huffs, the pleasure in his abdomen building up and he could hear that Kibum was close by the sharp intake of his breath and his staggered breathing, he wanted to see him. His cock aches, precum leaking from the tip and lubricating his hand—he’d have to wash up later. “Jonghyun, tell me…tell me to cum.” Kibum huffs, his cheeks flushed pink. Jonghyun listens for a few seconds longer before saying in a whisper. “Cum for me, baby.” Kibum pushes his fingers all the way in and his head whips back and he lets out a choked gasp. Jonghyun listens, his hips snapping up one last time as white ropes shot from him and onto his desk. His hand holding the phone was shaking and his chest was heaving up and down. Kibum collapses onto his stomach, turns the phone off of speaker and slides his fingers out of his ass. It takes a moment for them to regain their breaths, but once they do, Kibum asks. “Did you like it?” Jonghyun shoves his softening cock back into his pants and says. “I fucking loved it.” Kibum laughs. “Good,” he sighs. “I thought you might have needed to relive some stress; working all those extra hours.”
“Yeah,” Jonghyun smiles. “Thanks.”
“Not a problem at all.” Kibum’s voice was raspy from his orgasm but it now contained that bubbly enthusiasm Jonghyun had fallen in love with. “I’ll finish up these last few documents and head home.” Jonghyun looks to his desk and groans when he noticed the white cum on some of his papers. “Okay, I’ll be waiting.”
“Don’t stay up too late.” Jonghyun warns, Kibum sits up in the bed, looking at the crumpled bedsheets with disdain. “I have to clean up the mess I made.” He says somewhat promiscuously and Jonghyun jerks upright in his seat, trying to ignore the ache in his slacks. “Don’t do this to me again, Kibum.” He whines. “I won’t, I won’t but I may be waiting in the shower for you.” Jonghyun’s expression brightens. “I’m going to hang up now so I can finish this.” He says and Kibum laughs. “Okay, okay, I love you.”
“I love you too.” Jonghyun hangs up, staring at the phone in a daze before placing it down on his desk. He opens the desk drawer to his left, pulling out a small rectangular box. He flicks it open with his thumb, a silver ring reflecting in his brown eyes. This was where all his hard work had gone.
Lamborghini
Pairing: Jongkey
Rating: NC-17
Kibum doesn’t like Jonghyun’s new car, so the older decides to give him a test “drive.”
Jonghyun buys the car on a whim, he thinks that it looks nice, has enough money in his pocket to go out and get it so he does. It’s a nice Lamborghini; sleek, white and has an amazing stereo set up. He doesn’t plan on racing the car and selling it in the future, he buys it to show it off to shawols and to the other SHINee members, especially Kibum. Kibum didn’t think he’d actually get it (the car cost more than a house) he went on and on about how it was meaningless and Jonghyun fired back how his clothes were only good for their name brand. They always argued like that and made up by French kissing in the changing room. The other members were used to their senseless arguments so when the topic of Jonghyun’s “lambo” came up in today’s conversation, the other’s slinked away.
“He fucking bought it.” Kibum said as he stuffed a forkful of salad in his mouth.
Jonghyun snorted. “Of course I did.” Kibum shot him a death glare.
“Was I talking to you?” Minho and Jinki share a look as Kibum’s fork clattered against his plate.
“You’re talking about my new car which is basically part of me.” Jonghyun explained as he rose up from his seat at the dining table. They all met up on weekends at Kibum’s place; he’d cook for them and they’d spend the night drunk and laughing. However, Kibum was raging—for his birthday Jonghyun bought him a watch and they went to Jeju for the weekend. Which was fun—amazing—Kibum had a blast with his boyfriend, but now that stupid car was taking all of Jonghyun’s affections. It was an inanimate object, but to Jonghyun the thing had a living soul.
“Part of you? You’ve lost your mind.”
“Maybe. But you should give it a whirl one day, I’ll take you for a drive.”
“I’m suggesting you stop right there, hyung.” Taemin cautioned as Kibum shoved a hand through his hair and rolled his eyes. “Kibum’s not looking so good…”
“Mind your business Tae, this is a couple fight.” Jonghyun said with a grin and Kibum rose up so quickly the chair he was sitting in fell to the ground. They all turn to look at him, their eyes wide, Jonghyun seemed the least fazed by Kibum’s demeanor.
“Jonghyun,” Kibum seethed.
“What is it baby?” Jonghyun questioned sweetly and Jinki buried his face in his hands out of shame.
“This kid…” he mumbled and Jonghyun shot Jinki a quick wink as he strode up to Kibum and took hold of his wrist.
“We’ll be back in fifteen.” He promised as he dragged Kibum with him out the front doors. When the doors click shut the other three look to each other with unblinking eyes.
“What do you think he’s going to do?” Minho asked, his doe eyes wide with curiosity. Jinki shook his head and rose from his seat to pick up Kibum’s fallen chair.
“This is why groups shouldn’t date their fellow members.” He grumbled as he straightened the chair. Taemin shrugged and spoke with his mouth full.
“I think they go well. They kinda work it out on their own ya know.” Minho nodded and Jinki with heavy eyes looked out towards the door.
“Honestly,” he began. “I think I know what Jonghyun’s going to do….” His cheeks flushed briefly and then he shook his head with a smirk. Taemin’s dark eyes twinkle and Minho reaches over to shove the youngest in his shoulder.
“Yah, stop it you two.” He whined.
Taemin grinned. “We all know how they make up.”
“Should we just leave then?” Minho asked looking from Taemin and then to Jinki.
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Kibum jerked his hand out of Jonghyun’s grip and shoved him in his chest.
“Ow.” Jonghyun groaned as he stumbled back a bit. “You didn’t have to push me.” He grumbled peeping up from the hood of his bangs to look at Kibum. His boyfriend was glaring at him, his arms crossed over his chest. Frankly, Jonghyun thought he looked cute with his lips pursed like that. You’re so kissable right now. Is what he wanted to say but knew that if he did, Kibum would beat his ass and deny him sex for the rest of the year. So instead he straightened up and cleared his throat.
“Sorry…” he mumbled his eyes cast to the ground. Kibum always made him feel like a kid; those sharp eyes were always so intimidating (as well as a major turn on). “Don’t leave me hanging, babe.” Jonghyun moaned in annoyance. Kibum took a step towards him and Jonghyun flinched.
“The car.”
“W-what about it?” Jonghyun questioned his eyes flicking over Kibum’s shoulder to gaze at his Lamborghini.
“You seriously bought it? It’s not a rental?”
“Aah, so we’re back on this again?” he asked finding his footing in the conversation. “Yes, I did.”
“Oh my god….”
“It’s not that bad.” Jonghyun mumbled and Kibum looked to him incredulously. “I wanted to treat myself and…impress you.” He said the last part softly, Kibum squinted, his eyes zeroing in on Jonghyun’s face.
“What was that?” he uncrossed his arms.
Jonghyun licked his lips and repeated annoyingly, “I wanted to impress you, damn it Kibum.” He ran a hand through his dark bangs, a gesture Jonghyun rarely did, but it always made Kibum’s heart race.
“Impress me?”
“You think I wanted white? It gets dirty easier, but it suited your sophistication. And…” Jonghyun placed a hand to Kibum’s chest and shoved him gently against the car door. Kibum stumbled, his back hitting the window. He stared at Jonghyun with wide eyes. Jonghyun took a step back and admired Kibum against his car. He had that look in his eyes again and slowly Kibum shook his head.
“No, no, I know that look Jjong.”
“What are you talking about?” Jonghyun took a step towards him and Kibum shrunk against the car door.
“See,” Jonghyun raised his hands mimicking the form of a camera lens. He zoomed in and out on Kibum’s frame. “You look so good.”
Flattery. That’s how Jonghyun always made up with Kibum or buying him a new bag or shoes, but flattery always won Kibum’s heart.
“Jonghyun,” Kibum warned as his boyfriend closed in on him.
“Your back pressed against the leather seats,” Jonghyun took another step forward. “The stereo would drown out our sounds.”
“Jonghyun…” Kibum’s voice came out weaker this time as though he had given up. Jonghyun smirked and placed a hand to Kibum’s hip.
“Wanna give it a test drive?” he questioned, raising his left eyebrow tauntingly as he moved a hand around Kibum’s waist to open the doors. Jonghyun pushed Kibum against him so he wouldn’t fall back. And Kibum’s breath caught in his throat, Jonghyun laughed adoringly.
“Excited?” he teased and Kibum rolled his eyes.
“Just you.”
“Hm, really now?” Jonghyun’s grin broadened and he leaned up to whisper in Kibum’s ear. “It would be so hot.”
Kibum shuddered and Jonghyun laughed. “You’re so cute.” He nibbled on Kibum’s ear. “I want to eat. You. Up.” He punctuated the last words with slow kisses on the side of Kibum’s neck.
“Fuck, you’re hopeless.” Kibum groaned as he took the front of Jonghyun’s shirt, pulled him in and crashed their lips together. Jonghyun smiled against Kibum’s mouth and gently they fell into the passenger seat of the Lamborghini. Jonghyun has his shirt off before the door is closed and Kibum giggled—he giggled. Jonghyun stared at him with wide eyes for a moment before tugging on the youngers jeans hastily.
“I hope you know how thoroughly fucked you’re going to be after we leave this car.” Jonghyun huffed as he used one hand to pull the door closed.
Kibum shrugged. “I have no idea, mind showing me?”
Jonghyun tugged Kibum’s zipper down and took a deep breath. “The seat reclines,” he hurried to explain as his hands found Kibum’s groin. “If you press that little lever there it’ll—” Jonghyun’s eyes widen as he’s suddenly pushed forward against Kibum’s chest. Kibum’s eyes twinkled and he laughed brightly.
“Figured it out.” He said with a smile and Jonghyun grinned back as his palm stroked Kibum.
“A-ah, take it slow, babe.” Kibum panted and Jonghyun cursed under his breath as he watched Kibum’s expression.
“Slow? We said fifteen minutes, the others are probably suspicious.”
“They know what we do, it’s not like it’s a secret.” Kibum said between moans and Jonghyun had to agree with that.
“Hey, spread your legs a bit.” Jonghyun directed and Kibum followed his orders with a slight frown. He placed his hands to Jonghyun’s stomach and felt along his abs. He bit his bottom lip as he did so and Jonghyun smirked. “Yours too.” He said and jutted his chin towards Kibum’s shirt. “Off.”
Kibum obliged with a slow eye roll and the shirt came off, he flung it in the drivers seat. Jonghyun was on him within a breath. Their bare chests pressed together and Jonghyun’s slender fingers managed to pull out Kibum’s cock from his boxers. Kibum hissed sharply, his back arching.
“Nngh,” his eyes squeeze shut with pleasure and his hips rolled up instinctively. Jonghyun leaned down to kiss him and as he did so, Kibum wrapped his legs around Jonghyun’s waist holding him close. They pant as they kiss and Kibum’s hands work their way towards Jonghyun’s sweat pants. He cupped the olders bugle, palming him there for a moment. Jonghyun’s eyes close and his eyebrows knit together, he ended up lightly nipping Kibum’s bottom lip in the process. Kibum grimaced, but tugged on Jonghyun’s sweatpants bringing his boxers down too. Now Jonghyun was completely naked. Kibum admired the after effects of Jonghyun recently working out. His toned biceps which would flex with each jerk on Kibum’s cock.
“You look so goddamn hot.” Kibum half said, half moaned. Jonghyun took the compliment in stride and helped Kibum get rid of the last of his clothes as well. They sat in the passenger seat of the lamborghini staring at each other for a good five seconds before Jonghyun rolled his hips.
“Should…I turn the stereo on?” Jonghyun asked as their groins touch. Kibum shivered and shook his head.
“W-we should be fine—shit! Don’t do that!” he took in a sharp breath as Jonghyun sucked on his left nipple.
“Why?” Jonghyun questioned, his hot breath fanned across the hard tip of kibum’s nipple. “I think you make some of the most beautiful and obscene sounds when I pull on your nipples.” He flicked his tongue against Kibum’s nipple for emphasis and Kibum completely melted. Jonghyun ran a hand up the back of Kibum’s neck and entangled his hands in Kibum’s brunette strands of hair. “Kibum,”
“Hmm?”
“I’m gonna be quick.”
“Mm,” Kibum hummed half listening to Jonghyun’s words. Taking Kibum’s reply as permission Jonghyun spread Kibum’s legs a bit wider and adjusted their positons to accommodate Kibum. Jonghyun continued to run his fingers through Kibum’s hair and groaned in synch with Kibum as the air in the car became thick with the smell of sex and sweat. Jonghyun bent forward and kissed Kibum lightly at first as the head of his cock pushed into Kibum. He kissed him again before forcing himself all the way in. Kibum’s back arched and he groaned into Jonghyun’s mouth. He took slow breaths as he tried to control his breathing.
“Is it alright? Are you fine?” Jonghyun questioned, worry shining in his dark eyes. Kibum nodded.
“I’m fine, it’s a little uncomfortable, so start moving.” he commanded as Jonghyun stretched inside of him.
“Okay.”
With his body bent in this way, Kibum knew he’d be sore in the morning, luckily they had just an interview. Jonghyun began to move, his hips rolling forward slowly. He grunted when Kibum tightened around him.
“Kibum.”
“Faster, okay? We’re running out of time.”
“R-right.” It took a moment for them to find the right pace, but once they did, their bodies rolled together in perfect harmony. Kibum moaned each time Jonghyun grazed his prostate.
“You’re so close baby, so close, keep going.” Kibum encouraged as Jonghyun thrusted into him. The lamborghini rocked slightly as Jonghyun’s speed increased. Kibum’s hands fly out and press against the now foggy window. Jonghyun’s thrusts were becoming heavier and rapid. Kibum’s body would slide against the seat and he used his free hand to bring Jonghyun down towards him in a messy kiss.
“J-Jonghyun, don’t…don’t stop.” He whispered against Jonghyun’s lips.
Jonghyun kissed him once on his lips, then his collar bones and he found Kibum’s hand against the window and gripped it. He grunted as Kibum rolled to meet his thrusts. The leather on the seats was beginning to burn Kibum’s back and Jonghyun lost his previous finesse as his climax neared.
“Kibum, I’m gonna…” he groaned lowly and the car seemed to shake in synch with them. As Jonghyun thrusted the car would rock back and then he moaned Kibum’s name and came inside of him. Kibum finished next with a quivering groan.
~
The two stood awkwardly in the living room as the other three members eyed them with knowing gazes. Jonghyun cleared his throat and smoothed down his hair.
“He says…he doesn’t mind the car as much now.” Jonghyun mumbled.
Taemin snorted, Kibum shoved Jonghyun in his side and Minho and Jinki turned away before the conversation could continue.
