#bottom!ho

[shineesitalianrainbow]

A/N: Minho deserves some praise for all his hard work. Taemin is more than willing to. Song: 'Praise You' - Fat Boy Slim (Maribou State Remix) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pk5tpGclppc ~ “H | Tags: 2min drabbles fluff jonghyun jongkey key minho onew shinee taemin multiotp readerxtaemin

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15461151

[ranithepirate]

until death do us apart.

ONHO | NC-17 | AU, Romance, Angst, Smut??? >> wc 900~ warnings: death threats, brief moment of blasphemy (search it up), sick relationships, random?? sex??? scene??, no editing whatsoever, also what is an ending

based off the thing. this is short so maybe i'll rewrite it better and longer, eventually. perhaps with a different pairing, too.

Jinki's hands are rough, grip tight around Minho's wrists where he pins them to the bed. Minho can't look away, not when Jinki is hovering over him like that, their eyes locked and expressions almost unreadable. The silence is deafening, borderline painful, but there is something sparking between them, something white hot, scalding. He enjoys it now, the heat that starts somewhere in the vicinity of his heart, pulsing, pulsing, pulsing, until his mind became foggy and he breathed out the smoke in his lungs.

Once, long ago, Minho had tried to leave.

It was futile, but he had attempted it. He'd realized, about a year into their relationship, just what exactly it could evolve into, the monstrosity that they had the potential to create. He had sensed the danger before it had come, had seen it in the intensity of Jinki's dark eyes when the older man watched him, felt it in the burning kisses that made his lips hurt so good, the way Jinki fucked him so ruthlessly into the mattress.

Minho saw it coming from a mile away and he had tried to run before he was in too deep (arguably, one could say he was already drowning, but Minho liked to think he wasn't so hopeless), but instead he'd fallen over, the shackles on his feet--his body, his heart, his mind--already attached to Jinki's own.

All his life, Minho has been waiting for someone that loved him, truly loved him, from the bottom of their heart. He's waited and waited and waited, and sometimes he'd come so, so close--close enough that his fingertips grazed the surface of what could have been something that lasted a forever, and yet every time he'd gotten a taste it would fall apart before his very eyes. He didn't know what he was doing wrong, why no one could love him.

But then Jinki came, and god, did Jinki love him. It was to the point where love was almost an understatement because Jinki needed him. He lived and breathed him, and Minho had never felt so complete than he did when Jinki's hands held his, perhaps a little too tight, but the feeling was there--bubbling, bursting, boiling over, hot, hot, too hot.

It was frightening.

Minho was scared of what they had, of what he felt, of what Jinki felt. He'd tried to pretend nothing had happened between them, slipping out of Jinki's life and trying to act as if he was done with their relationship. Jinki played along at first, but Minho could feel it even when he was alone, the throb of Jinki's pulse in his veins, the feeling of him against his lips, the aching, dark blue fingerprints still on the insides of his thighs. He could feel Jinki pulsing outside of him, pulsing inside, everywhere.

When they saw each other again after a month of separation, Jinki didn't hesitate--he never did. Jinki always knew what he wanted, what he needed, and Minho was top priority. He'd grabbed the back of Minho's hair and pulled him close, their lips crushing together in a searing kiss. Where the flames had been doused inside of Minho, they came alive once more, burning more intensely than ever before. Jinki fucked him that day, fucked him hard.

"If you ever leave me again," Jinki began, voice coarse and heavy with emotion, his strong hips flush against the back of Minho's thighs. "If you ever even try to leave me again," he repeated, harsher than before, fingers digging into the tanned skin of Minho's long legs and leaving crescent-shaped marks against the smooth surface. "I'll fuck you to death." If Minho was honest, he had seen god in Jinki that day--or perhaps it was the devil?--but what difference did it make when Jinki had looked at him, had glared at him like that while saying those very words, his brown hair sticking to his face from the sweat, eyes so pitch black, so promising, so dark, those fat red lips curled into a goddamn snarl--

Minho fucking loved it.

"Kill me, please," Minho had begged, pushing back, needing more of Jinki inside of him, deeper, faster. "Kill me--I won't leave, I won't, I won't, I can't--"

It was amazing what could happen when two broken people met, the jagged edges of their glass hearts fitting together like two missing pieces of a whole. And yes, there were still gaps that they could not fill but everything important was intact, even with all of the cracks and imperfections. It was what made them work, what kept them going.

Now, so many years later, that intensity is still there. Jinki's lips are still like open flames against Minho's, his eyes still just as fierce, his grip just as tight and unforgiving. Minho needed that--he needed someone who'd die before they'd let go of him, someone who'd devour him whole, someone who'd never give up--someone like Jinki. And sometimes you wondered if they'll continue like this forever, a constant push and pull, constantly on fire every second of every day. Minho isn't so sure if he had an answer to that, but he truly believes that if push came to shove, their last day in love would be their last day on Earth.

He could count on Jinki to see that through.

      a/n: not entirely sure if this was what i had in mind, but i think i got close. bottom!ho made up for it tho ♥ :3

[jinkisbelly]

Well, You Can't have him.

Warning! There is violence at the end, ( not well written cuz I suck at it) and a character death. Mpreg. Omegaverse and all that.

Minho is an omega from a different pack, but has always loved the Arctic wolf Alpha even when they were both promised to someone else. A treaty was signed between the packs, allowing the two to mate if both packs agreed to share supplies and the lot with each other.

3 years pass when Minho's past comes back. What will happen when JInki has to fight the man that his mate had been promised too?

Jinki was about to pounce and latch his teeth into the shoulder of the buck when the smell caught his his nose.  He growled, his senses gone red with desire as he pushed off the frozen ground and pushed himself hard to make it back to the cabin that he shared with the younger man. He could smell it, hear him even if he was miles away. 

  He strong limbs propelled him further, over the frozen solid ground, the leaves that have been long dead and over the frozen lake a little ways from camp. Over the fresh snow that blew behind him in a cloud of cold white, over the frozen river that for a couple months a year ran along camp, and then was skidding to a halt in the front of his cabin. 

  He snarled, because he knew what the younger man was doing, and before another thought could be even processed Jinki was shifting back into his human form and locking the door behind him. He took a deep breath, because he loved to watch the younger play with himself, but right now with all the hormones and the arousing smells bombarding him with desire he could no longer ignore, Jinki knew that as soon as he walked into that living room that he would be on that younger man. 

  When he did walk into the room, Minho was sitting on the chair by the fire his legs spread as he tried to relieve that immense heat welling inside him. He wasn't an arctic wolf, therefore he wasn't used to the below freezing tempertures. Hell, he wasn't made for blizzards, ice storms and the constant presence of freezing cold wet fluff on the ground, but he managed. He managed because this was Jinki's home, the pack he was the Alpha for, and Minho loved him way too much to make him give all that up. 

  The omega had his head thrown back, 2 fingers going entering him hard and relentlessly as he pumped his hand over his rock hard erection. Jinki growled, a low deep rummble in his chest that made Minho snap his head up, but at the sight of his Alpha he just slammed his fingers in harder and moaned his name loud. That motivated him to move, crossed those couple feet in not even a second before he was pressed against him with their lips locked and his hand replacing the younger's on his cock. 

  "Apparently you can't wait." But Jinki was already alligning himself with the man's twitching hole. "You're such a willing bitch for my cock." He slurred as he pushed himself into the tight hot man. He didn't give the man time to adjust, because he knew that he didn't need to. What Minho needed now was him hard and rough, all of him slamming into him as he bit his shoulder. 

  Just the touch of him made Minho come undone, covering the older man's hand and his own chest. Jinki hummed as he kissed the loud moan away, and felt the younger wrap his legs around his waist to pull him closer. 

  Jinki snapped his hips hard against the man, the chair underneath them scooting back a couple inches from the force, because he knew that Minho wasn't fulfilled. He wouldn't be until he was too exhausted to do more. In a swift motion he had the younger man above him with his hands firm on his thin hips. "Show me how much you want my cock Baby." 

  He knew how much Minho loved to ride him, control the tempo, and be the reason that the older man was loud. Jinki normally wasn't, just heavy panting and cursing, but when the younger moved those hips and slammed down over an over again as he left marks all up and down his neck, the older was loud. Moaning Minho's name, meeting the younger's movements thrust by thrust. Which was what the younger was doing now with his hands on his mate's chest to steady himself. 

  "Fuck." Minho gasped as he pressed his forehead into the man's shoulder. Jinki wrapped his fingers around the younger's erection, rock hard again, as he lifted his hips hard against the man's downward movement. Minho moaned, a loud high pitch calling of the man's name, as Jinki's grip on his cock tightened. 

  "That's right. Cum for me." Jinki whispered as he kissed the man softly, his thrusts slowly down slightly, as he sat up a little to wrap his arms around the man. "Has my Baby had his fill?" 

  Minho just kissed him as he slid the other man's throbbing member out of him and whispered against his lips. "Fuck me against the wall." 

  Jinki didn't have to be told twice as the younger man placed his hands on the cool wall, spreading his legs a little as he bent slightly at the waist to give his mate a full view of his ass. 

  It was there as he was pounded into against the wall that he felt the older man stutter a little in his movements, and after pulling out fully, shoving back in deep as he felt the knot forming. Minho came hard as he felt himself being filled, the older man's grip on his cock fast and hard as he milked his mate for all his worth. 

  Minho collapsed into Jinki's strong hold, his legs giving out and the older man just smiled contently as he looked down at his beautiful mate. He carried the younger into their bedroom, laying him down onto the bed and gently climbing in with him. Minho giggled softly, his voice low breathy and tired, as he snuggled closer and his eyes drooped a little as he fought the hold of sleep.

  "Get some sleep Baby. You'll need it for round 2." 

  Jinki chuckled when he heard the man take a harsh intake of breath.

                                                         xoxox

  The moment that Minho knew he was shifting and running full sprint to find Jinki with his extra blankets that were usually around him tossed onto the snow covered ground. The older wolf was doing his rounds, making sure that every family in the pack had what they needed for the upcoming snow storm. This one was supposed to be the worst of the season, and as the pack's alpha, Jinki needed to make sure that his fellow pack members were well cared for and prepared. Minho knew that he shouldn't interrupt him, and that Jinki would be back in an hour or two, but he was too excited to wait any longer than he had to. After months of trying, and various mating cycles they finally succeeded, and he knew that his Alpha would be estatic at the news and wouldn't want him to wait to tell him.

  Jinki smelt him before he saw him. His precious Minho had a certain scent, a smell that was so unique to him that he could pick him out even in the huge crowd everynight by the bonfire. Being as the younger wolf wasn't from around here, he was from a pack further south, down the mountains and away from the freezing tempertures. He turned and smiled as the pitch black wolf came into view.  He skidded to a halt, big glossy eyes looking up at him as Jinki reached out and ran a hand over the smooth fur of his ears.

  "What are you doing out here Love?" He asked after kneeling in front of him and gently scratched his ears the way he knew Minho loved. "You're supposed to be helping get the tribe the food they need."

  I was... but after I woke up and walked over to the food storage... I found something out.

  "That you are a horrible morning person?"  

  You know, why the hell do I love you? Jinki chuckled softly. But uh, we might need to add on that extra room to the cabin. 

   "Why? I thought you liked our little home."

   Minho just gently licked his face, before shifting. His pitch black fur changing to equally beautiful tan skin. He smiled as he brought the man's lips to his own, "Because you won't be saying that in about 8 months when we have a little wolf running around the house."  

  It took the older man a moment, but when it clicked a huge smile erupted on his face. His eyes glanced between the man's stomach and his face. "You're sure?" 

  Minho nodded, a goofy happy smile plastered on his face. "About 2 weeks." 

  Jinki stood then, wrapping his arms around the man and laughing happily as he spun the man in a circle. He slowly came to a stop, allowing Minho to slide softly into his embrace to get a slow warm kiss. He chuckled, a soft sound as he smiled hazingly up at younger man. "I love you, you know that?" As he looked into those dark eyes he began to notice the small white flakes falling against those dark soft eyelashes. The snow had begun to fall around them in a gentle flurry of white.

  "Mhmm." But then Minho was leaning in against his ear and whispering, "I think you better let me go and go back to doing what you were doing. Taemin is sending me death glares."

  Jinki looked over his shoulder at the beta, before turning back to his mate as he felt the man shiver in his hold. He frowned slightly, concerned, because he knew how cold Minho got sometimes. "Don't worry about my little brother. Why don't you go on home and run that bath you wanted to take hmm? Give me about 20 minutes and I'll be home to climb in with you. Okay Beautiful?"

  Minho nodded, and after giving the man a quick peck on the lips, shifted and bounded over the hill toward their home. Jinki just smiled, a warm fuzzy feeling decending over his heart as he turned back to his brother to finish the last couple cabins. 

  As they walked up to the next one Taemin snickered. Jinki turned to him with a confused expression, "What?" 

  "Oh nothing. Nothing at all.. Papa." Being called that only made Jinki smile more, and Taemin just rolled his eyes. "And to think, Minho was almost my mate. I wonder how cuter our baby would have been compared to yours. " 

  Jinki glared, a soft growl rumbling out of his chest and the younger wolf just chuckled before dipping into the cabin before he could get smacked upside the head. He knew that Minho hadn't technicaly been promised to Taemin, but he had been promised to someone else, and he really didn't want to think about everything that led up to him finally being able to call the wolf his.

                                                                                                xoxox 

  Jinki finished his rounds quickly, and when he walked into his cabin that he shared with the younger man the smell of vanilla filled the air. The fire was crackling gently in the living room, adding more heat into the already cooling cabin. Outside the snow was falling in heavy drifts, and on the way home Jinki hadn't been able to see more than a foot infront of him. He was glad that he had sent Minho home early, because if he had been out in that Jinki had no idea what he would be doing with himself.

  The door to the bathroom was open, and besides the fire, it was the only light source in the small cabin. There was soft music playing, classic just the way Minho liked it at night, and Jinki smiled when he saw the younger man sitting on the edge of the tumb in only his robe checking the water temperture. He knew that the younger wolf knew he was there, just by that little smile that was forming on his lips, but he didn't look up. He just gently turned the hot water knob a little further to the right, and gently lit the other couple candles that still needed to be lit.

  Minho always liked having candles lit around the house. He loved the way they swayed and flickered in the air, causing the light they give to sway too. When the lights were off, which usually they were, Minho would lean back against his mate and just watch the patterns the moving flames were causing on the ceiling as they softly talked to one another. It was something they used to do when they were younger, teens that were promised to others who didn't care about anything but each other, and it was a way then to be close and intimate without doing something they both would regret.

  Now though as he watched the man's red silky robe slowly fall off his shoulders and float down to the ground slowly, the one he had gotten Minho before their mating cermony, the past could be forgotten. They weren't promised to other people, those ties had long been broken, and they were each other's finally with a child on the way. Jinki felt giddy just thinking about it. He was finally going to be a father, and the fact it was with Minho only made it that much better.

  Minho turned his head toward him as he poured the last little bit of bubble bath into the water, his long hair that was usually in a ponytail at the back of his head cascaded down around his face, and a small soft smile formed on his lips. "I know I'll only look this good for a little while longer, but try not to stare so much."

  Jinki grinned then, before walking over and gently wrapping his arms around the man and kissing his shoulder softly. "All you are going to is get even more beautiful in the next couple months."

  Minho snorted before pulling on the man's arm and making him walk in front of him. "Get it you big lug." 

  Jinki grinned and did as he was told. Minho flicked the light switch off, and gently sank into the warm water in front of the older man. He sighed after leaning back against Jinki's firm warm chest. The older man just softly smiled, taking in the man's beautiful features that the candle's light was dancing over, as he wrapped his arms around him and softly laid his palm against Minho's firm abdomen."It's a blizzard out there. It's going to be freezing tonight."

  "I guess I have to sleep next to you to survive." Minho said softly, offhandedly, as he gently moved his fingers in and out of the waters surface making a quiet splashing noise. 

  "I guess you do. How ever will you live?" Jinki whispered against the shell of the man's ear. 

  Minho chuckled softly as he ran his hand slowly over his now firm stomach."In a couple months I won't have this, and a couple more and I'll have a child. Can you believe we're going to be parents?"

  "Are you nervous about it Love?" Jinki asked softly as the younger moved his long legs up at little so that his knees were now seen over the bubbles. 

  "Not about the actual pregnancy, because I'm excited for it," The man just stared at his stomach, at the older man's hand that was slowly caressing the taunt skin, as he bit his lip. "I'm nervous about the time after the baby's here. Like what if I'm a horrible father?"

  "I've seen you with the little ones of the pack. You won't be Love." Minho turned slightly when he felt Jinki softly kiss his neck. "I promise you."

  Minho reached for the shower head, turning the middle knob and handing it to the older man before sitting down in front of him again. Jinki smiled lovingly as he gently washed the man's long hair. His short slim fingers gently massaged the shampoo into his soft damp hair as Minho hummed softly. "Gwiboon just welcomed another child today. A little girl." 

  "Did she? I thought she wasn't due till Feburary."

  "Well nothing ever goes as planned when it comes to her." Both of them laughed then, soft and sweet, as the older man continued to wash his hair and then rinse it. Minho glared as he spat out the water that had entered his mouth, and Jinki just laughed harder. "You're very mean to me."

  "I'm mean to you?" 

  "Yes. Why in the world did I choose you over my other life?" Minho nudged the man softly, because he was just joking, but he felt the soft sigh against his neck as the hot air rushed past the man's lips. The younger man turned, sitting on his heels as he placed his hands on each side of the man's face. He ran his thumbs softly over Jinki's cheeks. "Baby, I was joking. You know that I love you and this life you've given me." 

  "But do you miss him?" 

  "Who? Jonghyun?" Jinki slowly nodded, and Minho just softly kissed him with a small smile on his face. "  Jonghyun was just someone I was promised to Baby. I've always loved you. You know this."

  The older man gave a half smile, leaning in the touch. "Just my overjealous heart working." 

  "Besides, I'm bounded to you. I'm having your child Jinki. I wouldn't dare leave you." Jinki blinked up at him as the man pushed his long fingers through his ash blond hair. "Now how about I wash you and you remind me that I'm yours huh?"

  "Would you like that Minho?" 

  "I'd love that."  

                                                                                                            xoxox  

4 Months later.  

Jinki sighed as he heard the other man grumble as he pulled on a shirt. The pack wasn't very into clothing. It was very in the way when they shifted, but they owned at least an outfit or two. Minho was different, because he got cold, a lot more cold than the other wolves, and therefore he always had clothes on if he knew he wasn't going to shift. He wore blankets over his shoulders, and Jinki's mom had even knitted him a hat. 

  When Minho got fed up with the shirt he shreded it in his hands, the tiny pieces of fabric floating to the floor. Jinki frowned and walked over to him, taking his hands into his own and softly kissing his forehead. " You don't have to wear anything. I'll be by you the entire time to warm you up." 

  Minho looked at him with a scowl. "Nothing fits Jinki. Not one thing."

  "They fit. Just not the way you want them." The older man corrected, but then he was bending down and pressing his lips on the growing stomach. "You're beautiful you know that?"

  Minho snorted and pulled away from the man's hold. "Sure I am. Will you hand me my blankets? We must get going if we are going to make it to Gwiboon's on time." Jinki sighed and did as he was told. He gently laid them over his mates shoulders, his hands lingering a little longer as he kissed the man's neck gently. He heard Minho sigh, and look over at him with a soft smile. 

  As they walked to the woman's house to play with her baby girl Minho grabbed ahold of Jinki's hand. When they arrived at the house the younger man played with the young girl for a while as Jinki watched him fondly from the nearby couch. Then Minho yawned, and stood up with a smile before sitting next to his mate. As he was leaning his head on his shoulder the older wolf could hear the man whisper, "I'm sorry."

  He just moved his thumb over the man's hand, because he knew Minho didn't mean to be like he was right now, he was just dealing with all the changes to his body, and Jinki understood that. "I love you."

  "Love you too." He said quietly, and a moment later Jinki could hear him softly snoring. 

  Later that night he carried him home, gently laying him on the bed ( that he had demanded be moved into the living room to be by the fire) and tucked him in before climbing in behind him. He placed a warm hand flat on Minho's stomach, and he smiled when he felt the man wiggle back to be closer to him. "You make him so calm." 

  It was so quiet Jinki almost didn't hear him. "I have that effect on my daughter."    

Minho was too tired to snort, so he just shook his head a little, but before he could reply he was already asleep; the combined warmth of Jinki, tha blankets and the fire was too much to stay awake. The older one just chuckled and softly kissed his temple as he continuely moved his hand over Minho's taunt skin. He heard him hum in his sleep, a soft deep voice vibrating from his chest, and Jinki smiled as he laid his head against the middle of his back as he continued his soft massage.   

                    xoxox  

3 months later  

He didn't need the scouts to tell him that the other wolf was on their land; he could sense it, smell the foreign scent of the plains that he could still smell a little on Minho. He growled, because that Alpha was trespassing on his land and he didn't like it one bit. He glanced over at his mate, who was sitting by the fire in the middle of camp gently running a hand over his bulging stomach as he softly talked to Gwiboon, and then he shook his head and was bounding over the ground in his wolf form toward the tresspassing wolf.

  The other Alpha had been running on his packs land for 2 days, running full spring from the southern most border, and making no indication of stopping and turning around. Jinki knew Taemin and two other wolves were following him close behind, because they too had sensed the invading wolf. 

  When Jinki reached the crest of the hill, he saw the other wolf stopped at the base of the valley below. He was an off black, a little lighter than Minho, but his eyes were green. He snarled, his upper lip rasising a bit as he pawed the ground. As Jinki approached he shifted into his human form to show a muscular man with dark chocolate hair, and bronze skin. 

  Jinki followed suit, and he watched the other wolf eye him up and down. Taemin and the other two waited up on the hill, because they knew their Alpha could handle it but close enough to interfere incase something went amiss.

  "Leave here. You don't belong here Southy." Jinki commanded as he curled his hands into fists. 

  "Either does the wolf you call your mate." 

  At the mention of Minho it clicked in his mind. "You're Jonghyun aren't you?" 

  The other's eyes glinted slightly as he shifted. "Does it matter? I came for what's mine." 

  "Well, you can't have him. It's been 3 years. I think the little claim you had on him dissolved and faded when the treaty was signed." 

  "You don't think I would have been here sooner if I had known or was allowed to?" Jonghyun growled. His eyes glowed bright for a moment, as he shifted in his stance. "He is mine. No matter what you've done to him, and what thoughts you've forced into his mind, he is mine. Your bond means nothing."

  Before Jinki could say anything though, he heard Minho's voice. "Jinki.. what's going on here?" He turned quickly, even though he knew it was stupid to expose his back to his foe, to see the younger wolf slowly making his way down the hill. His blanket was wrapped around his shoulders, his walking more of a waddle to help with his stomach, as he stopped at the base of the hill. He looked over with his big eyes; their usual brillance dimmed slightly because of his lack of sleep lately. 

  "Minho.. go back to the pack." Jinki ordered softly, and Minho scowled slightly.

  Then the deep growl could be heard and both wolves looked over at the foreigner. "You.. you bastard! How dare you force your spawn inside him!" Jonghyun shifted and ran full speed toward Jinki. He reacted quickly before the dark grey wolf could latch onto him and shifted to counter the incoming blow. 

  Taemin rushed down to pull Minho back, because he knew no matter what happened that's what Jinki would want, but the omega was stronger than he looked. He pulled away from the grasp, screaming over the snarls of the two wolves attempting to latch their jaws on the other. "Stop it! Jonghyun stop!" 

  For a moment Minho thought that it would work, but all it did was distract Jinki long enough for the other to land a good blow on him; sinking his teeth into the light grey wolf's shoulder as a sharp howl shattered the air. Jonghyun continued to open his mouth and sink his sharp teeth into the flesh of the other. Jinki landed blows too, one to the neck and two to the back, but the other wolf was smaller, and therefore more manueverable. Jonghyun shook his head, tossing the wolf onto the ground with a soft whimper.

  Minho rushed to Jinki's side. He gently ran his fingers over the soft fur that was no matted with blood. The wolf looked up at him; his usual steady and calm eyes were soft and tired, but Minho still saw life in them. "Jinki..." 

  But then he was being pulled up from the ground and away from his mate. He turned to see Jonghyun, and he growled. The man seemed to be surprised as he backed up a little. "Minho.. what? Aren't you glad to see me?" 

  "You.. you think you can just come in here and hurt my mate and think I'd be happy to see you?" Minho hissed. "He didn't force himself on me. I wanted it. This child inside me, isn't his spawn. He's our child." 

  "Minho. Come back with me. You no longer have to stay here." 

  Minho shook his head and shook the man's grip off of him. "I love him." Jonghyun froze. "I love him Jonghyun. Not you. I never loved you. It's always been him."

  Jonghyun snarled and before anyone could do anything he was bring his clawed hand across the man's stomach. Minho howled; stumbling back as he tried to stop the blood dripping from the wound. Jinki had seen everything, could feel his mate's panic, and as he slowly pushed up off the ground that's what propelled him further. Minho was hurt, enough that could cause them to loose their child, and no one harmed him. 

  He gathered his strength as his wounds began to heal. He pushed off the ground with a growl and as he felt his teeth puncture the flesh of the man he finally allowed himself to relax. With a snap of his head the man's throat was ripped out, and with the coppery taste of blood in his mouth he shifted into his human form and stumbled over to Minho.

  He didn't care about his wounds, or his broken ankle. All he cared about was the man before him. He had reached Minho and had gently took the man's hand into his when he blacked out. The last thing he had heard was Taemin and the other two running down the hill as Minho's face began to disappear as his eyes closed.  

                    xoxox  

When he opened his eyes Jinki didn't know where he was, but the only thing on his mind was Minho. He looked around him, and his heart thumped loudly against his chest when he saw him across the room. 

  Minho was gently sitting in the rocker by the fire, two small soft blue bundles in his arms. He looked up when he felt the eyes on him, and Jinki could see as well as hear the man take in a harsh breath. "Jinki." 

  The younger man walked over to the bed and gently sat on the edge. A bundle in his arms gurgled softly, and Jinki's heart stopped for a moment. Minho pulled down the blanket a little and the baby boy's big eyes stared up at his father. The younger man softly placed one into the man's arms, and the older man stared at them with wide eyes. " Twins... we had twins.. " Jinki let out a sigh of relief as he moved to caress the baby boy's smooth chubby cheek with his finger as he held the boy closer to his chest.

  Minho softly smiled, even though tears softly fell from his eyes. "It's not us we were worried about." 

  Jinki looked up at Minho before pressing their foreheads together. "Do you hate me?"

  "For.. what happened?"  Jinki nodded. He didn't know how the younger wolf would react to him basically ripping the throat out of the man that would have been his mate. "You were protecting me, our family, and even so, what I told him was the truth. I've only loved you." 

  Jinki softly pressed their lips together. He looked down at the sons they made together and he almost wanted to cry. They was so beautiful. Their dark hair that was on their heads, and those big black curious eyes staring back up at him, made his assumtions true. Jinki knew they were perfect. 

  Later on Minho would tell him what happened, and how long he was out. Later on the younger wolf would tell him that Taemin was the one that got the babies out once they returned to camp, and the one that had run full speed back to camp nonstop to get him the help he needed, knowing full well that it was what Jinki would have want. Later on Jinki would sit in the bathtub as the younger gently ran his fingers over the scars all over his body as their sons softly slept in the other room, but for now all that matter were the two babies between them. 

  Because Minho was okay, and so were their baby boys and that's really all that mattered to him.  

                        xoxox

[jinkisbelly]

I dislike how when I read onho fanfictions I see the writers warning of bottom!ho... like its something that needs to be warned about. Is minho bottoming that voodooy for people? Sigh. Stereotypes.

[jinkisbelly]

Blond Jinki and Scarves

So this is Minho's reaction to Jinki going blond.. so yea.. here.

Minho sat on the couch, waiting with Jonghyun and Taemin for Key and Jinki to come out from behind the curtain. Both had been back there for hours, and Minho was almost willing to go back there to see what the hell was going on. Mainly because the only time someone is back there for that long, is if they are getting a color on the opposite side of the spectrum. Key was probably going back to black.. and Jinki? From red to brown wasn't that far, so why was it taking them forever to finish?

A moment later he heard the two men walking in, and when he looked up he really didn't know what to think. The other members looked up at him and snorted. He was just staring at his boyfriend, their leader, with wide eyes and a slack jaw. Jinki just smirked and crossed his arms. "Is something wrong Minho?"

"Wh... what? How.. what?"

Jonghyun and Taemin almost collided with one another they were laughing so hard, but Jinki's glare shut them up. Their leader walked over to Minho and took his hand softly. He smiled up at him, a smile that only the tall man received, and pushed the man's hair out of his face gently. "Do you like it Minnie?" 

Minho just licked his lips and asked softly, "Can we go home now?" 

Jinki smiled, his eyes glinting slightly at the look in the younger man's eyes, and he nodded. He pulled on a hat, to make sure that fangirls didn't see his hair until it was absolutely necessary, and lead the group out to the van to go to the dorm.

It took Minho almost everything in him to force himself not to reach over and touch him. All he wanted to do was be pushed up against something, the wall or the bed or anything, and fucked senseless as he tugged on that bright blond hair, but he would have to wait. He didn't want to touch Jinki and annoy him, because then he wouldn't get what he wanted when they got home. He would get it, just later, after a period of teasing and begging to make the older man do it. 

Jinki just smiled and held Minho's hand in his lap. He leaned in head on the man's shoulder, smiling up at him when he looked over. "Hyung!" He softly whined. "I can't handle you right now."

"Why's that Minho?"

Minho just pressed his lips together and looked out the window. Jinki didn't fail to notice how the man shifted in his seat, or how his thighs were moving against one another. He smirked, because he knew his Baby had a problem. He just made sure that their clasped hands were placed right over his growing erection, and he smiled when he heard Minho hiss softly. "Hyung please stop." 

Jinki looked up and pouted. "I'm just leaning on you." He released the man's hand and moved a little ways away. "Here. I'll make sure to stay over here."

Minho almost crawled over to him, almost whined because he needed Jinki that close to him, but he forced himself not to. He placed his hand on the seat between them, and didn't stop pouting himself until the older man grasped it. "Come back.." 

But they were almost home, and Jinki was standing up to move into the middle seats. Then their manager pressed the break, and the man was falling back onto Minho's lap, and he had to bite the man's jacket to even attempt to mask the moan that he couldn't contain. Just feeling Jinki's ass pressed against his already hard cock was just too much, and it was a feeling that he rarely got to feel.

Jinki just smiled, wiggling his hips slightly, before standing up and exiting the van. Minho cursed his boyfriend, and the stylist for giving him that hair, but he was just happy to be home. Relieved that soon he would get the relief he really needed.

As soon as they walked through the front door, Minho had his hand on the man's wrist pulling him into his bedroom and kicking the door closed behind them, because his hands were already pushed up in that hair of his. Jinki chuckled against the hot kiss, pressing the man against the door and locking it. 

"Strip." Jinki ordered against his lips, before backing off and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Of course he loved to undress Minho, like a present on Christmas before you play with it, but he also liked watching the man do it himself. He had an idea, one that he knew Minho loved, but that he wouldn't love so much now. 

All Minho wanted to do was touch his hair. Grip it, pull it as he was fucked, but Jinki was in a teasing mood, but he was far too gone to have the patience to hold back in order to tease him in the normal manner. He could use their belts.. but that always left marks and he didn't like it when that happened. Then he looked past the undressing man, to see his pile of scrafs that he just had to have and Jinki smiled, because what else were the stupid cloth things useful for if not bondage?

"Oppa?" Minho asked softly as he paused in taking off his pants when he saw Jinki walk over to the scrafs.. "What are you doing?"

Jinki just looked back and nodded toward the bed. " Go lay in the bed, prepare yourself for me." 

"Prepare myself?"

Jinki stopped in his search for the right scarf and looked back at him. "Did I stutter Baby?" 

"No oppa."

"Good. Now get to it. Nice and wet for me okay?" Minho nodded and climbed into bed. 

Even though Jinki wanted to watch, he turned to find the scrafs he needed. Right as loud moan erupted from Minho, he found them and turned around. His cock was hard and pressing up against the thick fabric of his jeans, and if the younger man wasn't ready, he honestly didn't know what he was going to do. 

He pulled off his shirt, tossing it across the room, but never taking his eyes off of Minho's two fingers going in and out of him relentlessly. He quickly unbuckled his belt, slid his pants and boxers off before stepping closer to his boyfriend. The man stopped though when he felt Jinki's eyes on him. He reached out, trying to pull Jinki over but the older man was having none of it. He needed to get him tied up before he allowed Minho to touch him, because when that happened he was gone. 

He grabbed Minho's hands, moving to straddle him and he smiled when the man whined and moved his hips up. "Shh Baby. I'll give you what you want in a moment." He quickly tied the man's wrists to the metal railing on his bedpost, and gently kissed his lips. 

"I need to touch you Jinki." Minho said almost breathlessly as Jinki moved down him. 

Jink hummed. "Hmm.. maybe later." He pushed Minho's legs wide, settling between them. He pushed two fingers in, and oh did he love the heat. "Shit Minho. I could fuck you right now." 

"Do it." Minho arched his back as Jinki pulled his fingers out and shoved them back in hard making the man almost scream. "Please Oppa." 

Jinki took in a deep breath and leaned over to get the lube from the bed right beside the man's shoulder. As he coated himself he continued to finger fuck him hard, Minho a withering mess against the bonds. When he pulled his fingers from him the man almost wanted to whine from the loss of contact, but then Jinki was pushing into him, little by little. Stretching him almost to the point in which it hurt and anything he was about to say was stuck in his throat. 

Jinki didn't have to wait, because he wasn't even fully seated before Minho was pushing against him. He pulled almost all the way out before shoving all the way back in. Minho grabbed the scrafs, pulled them taunt as he arched his back, Jinki's name rolling off his lips.  

Jinki leaned down as he moved his hips against the man. The kiss was sloppy, and hot, and neither cared. Minho was moaning, panting the pleas for the bondage to be gone so he could touch him, but Jinki wasn't going to let him go anytime soon. He shifted his hips slightly, making the angle different, and when he slammed back in Minho latched onto his shoulder as he screamed. Most of the noise was muffled by the bite, but it still made Jinki curse and moved faster against him. 

"Please... Oppa Please." Minho whined, because he was close and Jinki hadn't even touched his cock yet. He needed to touch Jinki, pull that new hair of his that had started all of this. 

When Jinki looked into those big pleading dark eyes, he gave in, pressing their lips together as his hips slowed and he moved to pull the man's arms loose. Minho's hands were in the older man's hair as soon as the tie was pulled, and he tugged the hair hard. Jinki groaned, because he loved it when his hair was pulled, and his hips resumed their hard rushed movement. 

Jinki reached between them, wrapping his fingers around him and Minho threw his head back as his fingers tightened around the man's hair. Jinki moaned loudly, not even trying to hold back as he moved his hand faster.

"Jinx.. fuck." Minho breathed, "Harder." 

It was when the man pulled out almost completely and slammed back in with such force that Minho came. He saw white as his prostate was abused over and over again, the man's hand covered in the liquid.

It was almost unbarable for Minho, in his ultra sensitive state, as Jinki continued to pound into him, to find his release. It was when the younger man's fingers clawed his back, the main reason he made sure no one ever saw his body, that he came. His hips stuttered a moment before releasing his seed deep into the younger man. 

For a moment neither moved, and as Minho pushed the man's blond hair out of his face he chuckled softly. "You should have gone blond years ago." 

Jinki pulled out and laughed as he settled next to his boyfriend. He kissed him slowly, running his hand over the man's damp skin, before smiling. "And you should get more scarfs. Perferably silk ones." 

Minho blushed and moved to lay his head on the man's chest. "I love you Jinki." 

He kissed Minho's forehead and pulled him close. "And I you Babydoll." 

                        xoxox

[jinkisbelly]

 Jinki hates the fuzzy blue socks Minho still had from his ex, but more importantly he hates what the younger man can do with them on.

The soft sizzling of the meat in the pan and the sweet smell of it wafted through the air as the man gently tossed the meat around the pan. He set it back on the stove top and turned to check the rice that was in the steamer. He glanced down the hallway, at the older man that was peacefully sleeping in their shared bedroom. The man had come home from work exhausted, mumbling about some fight or something in his 5th bell class, and his legs had begun to collapse underneath him before he even made it into their living room.

  Minho debated whether or not to go and wake up the man. It had only been a little over 2 hours, but he also knew that he might not even have to go wake him up because the older man was like a dog when it came to food. He pressed his lips together and quickly lowered the heat on both the rice and the stove and walked into their bedroom. He'd just peek in, see if he was awake and if he wasn't he'd just put the food in the oven to keep warm and go climb in with him. There was no point in eating alone without his lover. 

  "Baby?" He whispered as he gently pushed the slightly ajar door open even more and slipped into the room. Gentle breathy snores were his only answer. Jinki was sprawled out over the bed, taking up as much space as he could. His slightly longer red tinted hair cascaded over the bright white bedding. He was handsome like this, well he always was, but like this he was even more so. His slightly chubby cheeks, plush lips and his need to sprawl out while he can were adorable.

  Minho softly smiled as he withdrew from the room and placed the food in glass containers and into the slightly heated oven. He returned to their room, laughing quietly as he noticed the change in position of the younger man, before slowly climbing into the bed. He pushed Jinki's soft hair out of his face and ran his fingers over his jaw line before kissing his forehead softly. 

  The older man murmured at the sudden touch and warmth of the younger man against him. "Shhh Baby just sleep." Minho whispered as he hugged the man softly against him. A small smile formed on Jinki's lips at the sound of the younger man's voice. 

  For the last 2 years they had been together, cuddling like this had always been Minho's favorite. The older man was adorable when he slept, with his soft murmurings and being in a very overly affectionate mood. He giggled when kissed, smiled softly when held and nuzzled against the younger man's neck. 

  After a moment a deep, soft , questioning " Love?" could be heard. Minho looked down to see Jinki looking up at him with half open eyes. 

  "Hey." Minho smiled softly as he felt Jinki wrapping his arms around him, his finger tips trailing over the hem of the younger man's t shirt. 

  "Hey." Jinki replied with a silly, sleepy smile. The man giggled and nuzzled his head into his lover's chest. He seemed more like a teenage girl than a 24 year old high school history teacher. "Mmm Minnie."

  Minho chuckled softly and he loved how the man's fingers gently grazed his lower back as the older man asked. "You never told me of your exam today. How did it go?" 

  Minho smiled up at him. "Thanks to you I had to have aced it Baby." He kissed the older man's brow softly.  

  "Mm. I'm a history teacher. You should be proud I even know how to add." He mumbled as he slightly stretched in the younger man's embrace. "What time is it?"

  "Almost 8."  The older man cursed and scrambled out of the bed, only to trip and collapse onto the ground in a heap of sheets and blankets. Minho looked over the edge of the bed and tried to hold back his laughter. Jinki glared up at him as he blew the sheet from his face. " If you wanted to lay on the floor, you could have done it without falling. "

  As the older man got up and threw the blankets straight into Minho's face he pulled on a t shirt. "I have like 150 History tests to grade." 

  Before the man could leave Minho grabbed his wrist and pulled him into a hug. "At least go eat something. I made your favorite."

  The man agreed, though grumbling. They went to eat, Jinki finishing quickly, and hurrying to finish grading. Minho frowned slightly, because it was obvious that the man had forgotten what today was, and though they normally didn't celebrate it, he still wished Jinki would say something about it. 

  Minho had gotten him something. The small gift was wrapped and hidden under their bed; the pretty tiny silver and red ribbon tied around it. He knew that he shouldn't be upset, because of course they hadn't made any plans for tonight, but he had made his favorite dinner, and he had wanted to eat it together while talking, but he knew Jinki was exhausted and he didn't want the older man tired.

  Besides the older man was working his ass off to pay for his boyfriend to go through college without having to work multiple jobs to pay for it. Minho knew that he was the reason Jinki was tired all the time, because he even tutored students from multiple private schools in various forms of history. The older man swore that he would never allow his boyfriend to be over worked, and that all he wanted Minho to do was focus on schooling and his part time job at the local book store. Jinki was an angel in every way but the lack of wings, and the younger man knew that he was lucky to have him.

  He finished cleaning the dishes; quickly drying them off and placing them in the cupboard. He turned to see Jinki hunched over the coffee table, tests sprawled out across the table and Minho knew that the man's back would act up later that night because of it.

  When he called the man's name he didn't respond, and the younger man realized that he did care about today. They had been together for over 2 years and he really did like spoiling the older man when he could. Together they were simple. Falling into the daily routine that both of them loved so much, but sometimes Minho really wanted to give something, anything, back to the man that worked his ass off for him without even asking for a thank you in return. So he thought of how he could get Jinki's attention, and that's when he remembered the blue socks that were shoved as far back in their dresser as the could be.

  His ex boyfriend had gotten them for him, and once Jinki found that out, the older man hated it and refused to allow him to wear them. At the time Minho had just laughed, because his boyfriend could be really adorable when he was jealous, and then he had never worn them again because he realized that Jinki was actually really bothered by them. He had asked the man about it, and all he had replied was,  you say you hate your ex, but you still kept those damn thing, and then went and washed the dishes he had forgotten to do.

  He called the teacher's name again, and when he didn't reply he smirked. Queue mission Piss off Jinki.

                                                                                 xoxox

Jinki rubbed his eyes as he huffed and fell backwards against the overused couch cushion. He glanced toward the kitchen, wondering what the younger man was doing, before sighing. He had always loved history, ever since ancient history in middle school, and the kids were great (most of the time) but add on the almost 3 hour tutoring sessions after the already 8 hours of teaching, and he was ready to fall over. 

  He knew that he was neglecting the younger man, and he hated himself for it, but he was doing all of this for him. Even the part time job at the convenient store down the street on the weekends. All so his boyfriend could focus on school. 

  "Minho?" He called, and when there was no answer he frowned. Maybe rushing through dinner was a mistake, because the younger man did make him his favorite even though he had spent hours today doing advance chemistry problems. 

  Lately the man found himself cursing at how many mistakes he keeps making. Minho was the best thing to ever happen to him, and yet the older man began to realize he never really shows it to him anymore. The taller man was what made him smile when he randomly thought of him in the middle of the day. The reason he looked forward to coming home, and more importantly he was home to him. Yet, Jinki couldn't tell himself for sure if Minho himself knew all that.

  He looked back at the tests that were on the table, between the ones that were already graded and those that still needed to be, and groaned and the huge difference in size between the two piles. All he wanted to do was cuddle on the couch or in their bedroom. Watch a movie and feed each other skittles and other sweets that he really didn't need to eat, but he couldn't because of the stupid test he had given them thinking that it was a punishment for them. Even though at the moment it seemed a much bigger punishment for himself. 

  With a groan he sat back up and flipped the page on the test he had paused in grading and frowned when he noticed his glass of banana juice was empty. He was too tired to get up and refill it, plus he really wanted to get done with these by 9, because that's when Minho's favorite show came on and he really wanted to lay with his boyfriend and cuddle while he watched it. 

  A moment later he heard the soft padding of the younger man walking out of the hallway, and glanced up just in time to see him disappear into the kitchen. He frowned and turned the test over and scribbled the grade down, and that's when he saw the fresh glass of juice being placed on the table beside him and the younger man's long legs in his peripheral vision.

  He looked up and smiled at the sight of his boyfriend, because just the sight of Minho made every thing seem a little bit better. "I thought you might need it Baby." With a soft smile he sat down next to him, looking at him with gentle eyes. "How many more do you have?"

  "Way too many than I want to admit." Jinki grumbled as he took a sip of the juice. He placed it back on the table and smiled as the younger man kissed his cheek. 

  "You don't mind if I keep you company do you?" 

  Jinki flashed a smile. "No, not at all Love." 

  Minho beamed, pushing himself all the way onto the couch with his back against the further away arm rest. He wiggled his feet under the older man's thigh, just like he always loved to do and Jinki softly smiled when he heard him giggle. "Pass me a stack of them."

  "You want to help me grade?" Jinki rose an eyebrow. "Thought you hated history."

  Minho hummed in agreement. "Well, not hate, just a strong dislike. Mostly because of it's hatred for me, but you seem like you need a dose of my touch." 

  Jinki smiled, not just because Minho was adorably sweet, but because he was truly grateful. He may never ask anything in return for all the hours he works for him, but the simple smiles and the refills of juice and helping him grade, the simple things, were more than enough for him. 

  As he glanced over to check on the younger man's progress he felt the man wiggle his feet onto his lap. Usually he would smile and think nothing of it, but he caught sight of the blue fabric. He frowned slightly as he took a better look. 

  Minho smirked slightly as he glanced over the packet of tests in his hand at the noticeable change in the older man demeanor when he noticed the socks. His shoulders were more slumped, his eyes more focused and way less drowsy. His brow was scrunched up in a way Minho could only describe as adorable, and his grip on the red pen tightened enough that his knuckles were turning white. 

  He reached over and took a drink from the man's juice, knowing full well he wouldn't really mind, and pushed his foot up under Jinki's flimsy pooh bear t shirt. He nuzzled the blue fuzzy sock against the older man's slightly toned stomach and smiled contently to himself when he heard the man exhale harshly. 

  Minho knew that the older man was fighting the urge to say something, because he hated the ugly burning emotion that he felt when it came to his ex Taemin. They had been together all through high school, 5 years all together, only to break up when the younger of the two decided he had enough of Korea and flew without a second thought to America. Minho had only been 19 at the time through it all, and when he met Jinki they only started off as friends. 

  Jinki hated Taemin. Not just because of of the fact that he was Minho's ex, but because there were still times during the beginning of their relationship that the younger man had been thinking of him. Maybe it was his insecurities playing around with his emotions, and the fact that he never really thought he was enough for the taller man, but there were still times he believed that Minho still loved Taemin. How could you just forget how you felt for someone for over 5 years? Taemin was his first love, and you never forget that.

  See the way the socks effected Jinki, Minho began to regret ever pulling them out. They had been the last thing Taemin have given him, that last weekend before he had gone over to the younger man's dorm only to find the place bare of everything that was the skinny teenager's. Jinki sighed again as he finished the last test in the small stack he had taken out. He bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut. 

  He knew he shouldn't be so effected by the damn socks, but he couldn't stop himself from feeling that nasty emotion of jealousy and anger erupting through him. "Maybe you should go get changed for bed." He said, his lips barely moving.

  Minho gulped and nodded before walking back into their bedroom. He officially felt like shit. All he really wanted to do was get the older man's attention, get him mad enough to snap and grab him like he used to before the school year really began to pick up. He missed him, that was all, and it being Valentine's day.. it was the perfect time to reconnect and all he had done was ruin everything. Yeah, he had been a little frustrated that the man had forgotten what day it was, but he had no right to cause the man he loved to get that hurt.

  He slipped off his jeans and was about to pull on his pajama bottoms when he saw the really oversized white t shirt sticking out from the dresser drawer he had gotten the socks from. He smiled brightly as he pulled it out and straightened it against his frame. Maybe he could repair what he had broken.

                                                                                       xoxox

When the music began to play Jinki opened his closed eyes and looked around the room.  Why in the world was Usher playing? "Minho shut that off! I'm trying to finish here." 

  The music was just turned up higher and he scowled, but before he could go and yell at the younger man he came sliding out of the hallway. Yes, Sliding. On those damn socks. Jinki glared slightly. "What are you doing? I thought we were going to watch your show?" 

  Minho just smiled, and slid forward to him grabbing his hand and pulling him off the couch. He pulled him close and with the socks, swayed his hips to the music. "I'd rather make a show of our own." 

  Jinki pushed him away as he shook his head. He moved to return to the couch but Minho had his arms wrapped around his waist and had the older man pulled against him before he could make it to the seat. As the younger man moved his hips to the music, and how his feet slid across their hardwood floor, he was reminded that Minho was wearing the socks he had asked him not to wear. 

  When he felt the sock rubbing against his calf softly he snapped. He turned in the hold quickly, grabbing the man's face in his hands and pressed their lips together with an almost animalistic tendency. "How dare you wear them." He growled against the younger man's lips as he forced him against the wall. "How dare you wear them knowing how much I hate it." Jinki grabbed his neck, sucking on the sweet tan skin before biting his shoulder; not too hard but hard enough to leave a mark. "How fucking dare you." 

  Minho allowed a soft moan to escape his lips as the older man's fingers gripped his hair and forced his head to the side and exposing more of his neck as his other hand pushed up under the huge white T shirt. His thigh pressed up against him and Minho heard the man growl. "You aren't wearing anything under this." It wasn't a question, but the younger man found himself humming in agreement as the other man held his nipple between his fingers. "You big tease." 

  Jinki eyes flashed up to him, and Minho almost lost it. The man hadn't looked at him like that in weeks, maybe even months. Life and all it's responsibilities had prevented them from doing anything but collapsing into bed and cuddling before falling asleep shortly afterwards, both not being up to doing anything more. At least at the same time. 

  Minho hissed as the man wrapped his slightly calloused fingers around him,  pressing himself even more closer to him as he moved his hand in slow torturing movements. "I'm tired Love. You know that right?" His tongue lapped at his ear lobe before the older man brought it into his mouth for a long slow suck. "I'm tired of not touching you, of not being in you. I'm tired of those socks and the stupid fucking emotion they make me feel." 

  "Touch me then Baby." Minho breathed as his head flew back hard against the wall behind him. 

  Jinki chuckled slightly as he tightened his grip and Minho's big eyes snapped open. "Oh I will. I'll make you wish you had me way before you did." 

  He released him from his grip, a loud whine coming from the younger man at the lost of contact. Jinki pushed him down the wall. Minho looked up at him with a questioning gaze, but both men knew he didn't have to say a thing. His long bony fingers made quick work of the knot in the man's pajama pants before pulling them and his boxer briefs down in one go. Minho licked his lips as the man's thick erection sprung free from it's prison. 

  Jinki had to admit that seeing those lips thin around him was up there on the list of things that he loved to see. He placed his hand flat against the wall, his eyes squeezed shut and a heavy breath leaving him, as the younger man took most of him in. When he gave the man's thighs a gentle urging squeeze, Jinki took it as the sign and began to move his hips. Minho gagged a little as the man moved himself in and out of his mouth, before forcing himself to relax. Jinki had complete control, and if he didn't relax it wouldn't end well.

  Using the wall as support he continued to fuck his boyfriends mouth. Each moment his pulled out and back into the warm wet bliss that was his mouth he got closer to the point where he wouldn't be able to hold back. With Minho's hands roaming his thighs, squeezing them as he moved them further up him, made it very hard to control his movements. He didn't want to hurt the man, so he quickly pulled out completely when it was way too much. 

  Minho looked up at him as he ran his tongue over his abused lips. "Why did you stop?" He asked in a raw voice. 

  Jinki didn't answer though, instead lifting the man up and bringing their lips together like the younger man's just weren't around his cock. "I'm going to fuck you on against this wall and you're going to be a good little boy and show me you like it."

  Jinki grabbed one of the man's legs, pulling it up to rest on his hip and Minho used it to force the man closer against him. The younger man almost ripped the shirt off of him, but managed to pull it over the man's head between their sloppy kisses. Minho's shirt followed soon after, and the shorter man had to take a sharp intake of breath at the sight of the exposed skin.

  He ran his fingers over the well sculpted man, breaking their kiss to layer his jaw line and his neck with kisses. "Have I ever told you how absolutely beautiful you are?"

  Minho just lifted his hips up against the man, trying unsuccessfully to fulfill the burning desire for the friction he oh so needed. Jinki just chuckled at the action and forced the man harder against the wall. He put two fingers into the man's mouth, and Minho gladly sucked on them. Jinki smiled as he took them out and pushed them between those muscular thighs of his. Minho whimpered, and the older man had to admit he loved seeing the man squirm because of his touches. 

  As he moved one finger slowly into him Minho almost lost it. It had been so long, and even if it hadn't the older man's touches had always done something to him. Just something about Jinki, whether it was a kiss, or a soft touch to his hip, every touch no matter the size or where did something to him. He couldn't explain it, but he was addicted to the older man and his touches, and he wouldn't change it for anything. 

  Once he knew the younger man was ready he stopped the scissoring action of his fingers, and he loved it when the man whimpered, because he knew that he needed his touches.

  "You'll like this." Jinki whispered as he grabbed the man's other leg, and Minho wrapped them around his waist as the man slowly pushed himself in after coating himself thoroughly. "You have to relax Love. I'll cum way too soon if you don't." 

  Minho cursed as he let himself relax, his fingers almost clawing the older man's back as he was pressed against the wall even further. "Holy fuck." 

  Jinki let out a breath that he hadn't even known he was holding in as he finally was fully in his lover. He opened his eyes to meet the big dark ones of Minho, and the man gave him a soft reassuring smile. Jinki took that as the sign to move, and so he did. The way the man felt around him, so tight and hot, the older man had no idea how long he would last. Minho felt amazing around him, and those loud moans the younger was making wasn't making it any easier to keep himself together.

  Minho showed him that he liked it. His head thrown back against the wall, or more often than not pressed firmly into Jinki's shoulder as the man continued to pound into him. With the angle that they were at the older man continued to hit that tight bundle of nerves, and with ever thrust Minho gave him the sounds only he could make him make. 

  "Oh God." Minho almost screamed when Jinki's warm hand wrapped around his aching neglected cock at the exact moment he thrusted hard against him. 

  Jinki's hand moved against him with fast animalistic movements as he smashed their lips together in a sloppy heated kiss. He felt Minho tighten around him, the loud moan that was almost a scream against his lips as he came all over his hand and between their chests, and he lost it. He pressed his head into the nook of the man's shoulder and neck, as he continued to ride out his orgasm. 

  His hips movements slowly began to slow down, but he stayed inside him as he lifted his head when the younger man kissed his neck. "I love you."

  Jinki gave him an exhausted smile, before giving him a gentle kiss. When he finally pulled out and Minho had to put his weight back on his legs, he almost collapsed because his legs were almost too numb to hold him up. Jinki chuckled and picked the man up, carrying him to the couch before softly laying him upon it. He climbed up next to him and wrapped his arms around him. Minho pushed his leg between the man's thighs and ran his foot along his shin, and that's when he felt the fuzzy fabric. He looked down to see that Minho was indeed wearing the socks. The damn socks that had started it all.

  He groaned and Minho softly chuckled as he kissed the underside of the man's ear. "I'm sorry I wore them. Here." He gently slipped them off and kicked them off the couch before holding the man tighter. 

  "Don't be." Jinki smiled as he pressed his lips against the man's hair, taking in his scent. "He may have given them to you, but I'm the only one that's fucked you in them."

  Minho blushed, pressing his cheek into the man's body to hide it from him. Jinki just smiled.

  Maybe the socks weren't so bad after all.

[shineedrabbles]

His idol. Chapter 2.

‘Well, Choi Minho… Let’s have some fun tonight, okay?’ Taemin smirked lightly when he saw the red blush on the taller boy’s face. Minho’s eyes landed on his own feet again, not being able to look at the feline and beautiful boy in front of him. Instead he slowly nodded his head, his brown, untamed hair falling in front of his eyes and his hands fumbling with his shirt. What would Taemin want to do? Minho did not know. Maybe… he wanted to play some games or eat something. When he dared to look up he saw that Taemin was walking to a room and he blinked, quickly following the singer.

‘W-where are we going?’ Soft words were out of his mouth before he realized he must have sounded childishly. Taemin softly chuckled, his face turning to look at the shy boy and he took the other’s hand in his.

‘My bedroom. There we will have some fun.’ But Minho did not get it again. He was oblivious to the mood and shrugged some, thinking the black-haired singer had to have some games in his bedroom. They walked in and Minho sucked in his breath. A huge, white bed was standing in the big room. All the posters he also had were hanging on the wall, but there were no games, no TV and no chairs. Just a bed. Taemin sat down on bed and looked up at him with a small smile. ‘Like it?’

Minho blinked, nodding slowly as if he was still in trance. ‘Y-yeah… but… where are the games?’ To his horror he heard Taemin laugh.

‘Oh boy… We will have some fun…together.’ Minho blinked again and looked at the singer with a confused face, blushing deeply when he realized what the other meant. How could he have been so stupid? But… Minho was a virgin… He did not know what to do… what if he would fuck it up?

As if Taemin could see Minho’s internal struggles he walked to him and took the older boy’s hand, leading him to the bed and let him sit down.

‘Don’t worry, babe. I will make you feel good.’ Minho blushed at the nickname and could not do but trust the man. Those dark eyes of Taemin were filled with warmth and he nodded instantly when he looked in them. A smile appeared on the face of the singer, leaning down and placed his lips on top of Minho’s, making the latter widen his eyes. He was being kissed for the first time by… Lee Taemin. Thé Lee Taemin. Soon he slowly closed his eyes, letting the singer take control. His arms were wrapped around the neck and his hands played with the raven black hair. Their lips fitted perfectly like puzzle pieces, Minho thought. He was so lost in the kiss that he did not even noticed Taemin had layed him down and hovered over the shy boy.

When they parted because of lack of air, they looked in each other’s eyes and Minho smiled brightly for the first time that night, he did not notice, however, how Taemin’s cheeks became slightly rosy. They kissed again, Taemin’s hands roaming over the other’s body. A soft moan escaped and made Minho blush like crazy. Wanting to hear more, Taemin sneaked his hands under the shirt, his hands touching those faint abs.

Soon they were both only in both in only their boxers and deep and passionate kisses were shared while Minho dared to touch the rockstar. The flawless, milky skin was so gorgeous and how he hovered over Minho made him look like an angel. He will be having sex with Taemin… Angel Taemin. This was all Minho had dreamed of since he had seen the boy on stage for the first time and now it was happening.

‘T-take care of me…’ Barely a whisper. A soft smile on the angel’s face reassured him nothing would be wrong. Those milky hands pushed down Minho’s dark blue boxers and Taemin looked at Minho. The shy boy was beautiful. Dark, big eyes looked into the lust filled eyes of Taemin. Minho felt like a lamb in front of a lion, but he did not mind. He was not scared. He fully trusted the other.

A cold, wet substance was poured on Minho’s entrance and he could not do but flinch because of the coldness, that beautiful voice speaking up again. ‘It will hurt a bit… but after that it will be fine, okay?’ Minho nodded, blushing deeply since he felt overly exposed in front of the singer. A finger gently pushed into him and made him frown. It did not hurt… but it was not comfortable either. That feeling ebbed away when suddenly long fingers wrapped around his erection, making him moan and he covered his mouth. ‘Don’t… I want to hear your moans.’ Taemin smiled and pushed down his boxers, revealing his obvious erection. Minho wrapped his arms around Taemin’s neck and kissed him back when the singer leaned down, positioning his length in front of Minho’s entrance and slowly pushed in.

‘A-ah… i-it hurts, T-Taemin…’ Tears welled up and Taemin’s groans could be heard. The whole room was filled with soft whimpers from Minho and moans from Taemin when the latter began to move his hips, feeling how Minho’s walls clenched around him.

‘F-fuck you are tight.’ Minho did not care anymore when he felt white stars and moaned out, his back arching up and he grabbed the sheets when he felt an immense pleasure. This made Taemin smirk and he began to slam into him, every time against that one spot, making both man moan loudly.

Minho blushed deeper and covered his face again with the pillow he was holding. It was so embarrassing to think about it. He had been squirming and moaning like a girl and even screamed out when he reached his orgasm! His face sadden when he remembered the rest, shaking his head slightly. 

[jinkisbelly]

Dinner seemed to go smoothly until he felt a slight jerk as vibration sped, making Minho almost choke on the rice he was eating. The other members gave him a concerned look, which he just smiled off but his attention was on the older man. Jinki was looking sideways at him and when he lowered his gaze Minho followed it. The older man smirked when he saw Minho's eyes widen when he realized what he was seeing between the man's plush thighs. 

Jinki's thumb rolled over power and Minho bit his lip as his grip on his chop sticks tightened. Anymore and he would snap right through them. Jinki leaned over and whispered into his ear, "Maybe you should think again before breaking my rule."

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so yea. Just a little tid bit. Rest is on AFF if you take the link that way. 

Honestly don't know what's going on in my head.