Privacy is to be respected
Title: Privacy is to be respected
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jong2min
Summary: PWP tbh ye
(Key is napping.)
Jonghyun turned the door handle to his and Taemin's room, eyes still focused on the phone in his hand.
'Hey, Tae, have you seen-'
A gasp interrupted him , and he looked up, mouth dropping open when he saw a dark head between Taemin's bare legs, his trousers pulled down mid-thigh to expose creamy skin. Taemin was covered in a light sheen of sweat, fingers still threaded through the messy waves of black hair, Minho releasing and emptying his mouth to turn and frown at the distraction.
'Shit - Tae, what do we do?'
Taemin only extracted his hands from Minho's head, eyebrows furrowing as he leant back on his elbows.
Minho sighed, licking the corners of his lips with a frown to his eyes.
'Fucking hell, Jonghyun. Just hurry up and shut the door before Key comes in.'
Jonghyun made to back out of the room, edging out with his mouth gaping open, in shock with that image burned onto the back of his eyelids.
'Don't go out,' Minho admonished. 'Key will realise something's wrong if you're going to be like that. Come in, you're going to have to now.'
Jonghyun closed the door behind him with trembling hands, trying to ignore the fact that his cock was already beginning to harden just from walking into the room, and the nervousness pooling inside his stomach now that there was no escape from taking part in whatever this was. The air seemed to hum around him in anticipation, palpable tension and expectancy in the air.
'Lock it,' he heard, and with the click of the lock turning, it was finalised.
'Hyung,' Taemin demanded. 'You stopped.'
Minho obediently lowered his head again, bobbing up and down as his mouth took in Taemin's whole length, to the extent where Taemin threw his head back, moaning obscenely as his hands fisted in the sheets. He stared, lost in the beauty of the locks of hair stuck to his sweaty forehead and the lips that formed a perfect, wide 'o'.
Perfect, plump, cock sucking lips.
Taemin's eyes met his, eyes lidded and Jonghyun's breath hitched as he shifted his weight to one foot from the other, uncomfortable as he began to feel the tightness of his jeans.
'Hyung,' Taemin crooned, breath hitching when Minho licked along his underside teasingly. 'Come over here. On the bed.'
He shuffled closer, pausing hesitantly as he came to the space between Taemin's bed and his own, kneeling uncertainly on the edge and embarrassed at the increasing tent of his pants.
Taemin's fingers danced up his denim clad thigh, Minho pausing with lips wet from spit and precum, eyes dark as he followed the path that his fingers took. His fingers moved swiftly, and his deftly undoing the button surprised him, more elegant and quick than he thought it would be. The sound of the zip slowly moving down tooth by tooth was tantalizing, loud in the silent room save for heavy breaths.
Cold hit his thighs when Minho pulled his jeans off in one swift movement, Taemin already running his fingers ever so lightly along the tent in his boxers. Jonghyun groaned, wanting to buck his hips into Taemin's patient hand but holding back. The fingers ran up further, edging teasingly at the waistband of his boxers, before pulling back the fabric and letting his cock spring out.
Taemin's hand was already working up and down his length, bringing it to life as he dragged his thumb over the slit, pressing down to make Jonghyun shudder. He didn't need to look up to know that there would be a smirk on Taemin's face - instead, he focused on Minho's big, strong hands that were caressing his thighs, pulling his thumbs over the width of them as he waited patiently for his turn.
Jonghyun reached out, impatient and wanting to touch for himself. His hands came to the curve of Taemin's back, Minho's toned stomach and he explored the expanse of their skin, lightly dragging his fingernails along as he watched the goosebumps that followed after. He was thus unprepared for the hot cavity of Taemin's mouth that engulfed his cock, letting out a startled moan as Taemin sucked hard, cheeks hollowing.
Minho chuckled.
'I never knew you sounded so pretty, hyung.'
Minho's hand came down to trace Taemin's lips as he sucked, Jonghyun's fists clenching the bedsheets in a pathetic attempt to control himself. His hand drifted further, pumping the base into Taemin's mouth whilst Jonghyun could only watch, letting out little pants, thighs shaking. He bit his lip, trying to stay silent because he didn't want to give Minho the satisfaction of hearing him moan like a slut.
'How should we do this?' Minho asked, glancing at Taemin.
Taemin slowed down, sucking at the tip thoughtfully before ending with one final lick.
'You could bottom for Jonghyun.'
He scoffed. 'There is no way I’m doing that for Jonghyun. For you,but not for him.'
'Shall I do it then?' Jonghyun's gaze flickered over to Minho again,watching the possessiveness build up in his eyes that seemed to rage and burn.
'Woah. I’m pretty sure he's gonna rip my balls off if I top you, Taemin.So thanks, but no thanks.' Taemin chuckled, hands running over Minho's thighs reassuringly.
'True.' Minho amended. 'Well, there's only one thing for it, then.'
Minho's hand came to grasp his ankles, pushing them up in the air as Taemin watched with a Cheshire grin, his hand slowing and moving to Jonghyun. He felt horribly exposed like this, embarrassed before being indignant.
'Hang on,' Taemin mumbled, rummaging in his bedside table before coming up with a bottle of lube. Minho took it from him, and Taemin sat back on his haunches, watching and waiting.
Jonghyun felt something cold hit his ass, and he jerked involuntarily, the icy liquid dribbling its way into his hole. Taemin and Minho glanced at each other, the want mirrored in both of their eyes as they watched his muscles clench around Minho's finger. Jonghyun stiffened, feeling the movement inside and squirmed uneasily.
'Hey,' Minho's low voice came up. 'Have you ever done this?'
He shook his head quickly to the left then right.
Minho grinned, looking at Taemin. 'A virgin, then.'
Taemin laughed, peals ringing out as Minho added another finger.
'I suppose you better have him then, Tae.'
Jonghyun didn't know what to do; this was all foreign to him, yet he wanted it. The stretch of Minho's fingers right now, the way Taemin's drew patterns on his legs that tingled all the way up to his spine. He shut his eyes, trying to even out his breathing as the two jostled their positions on the bed. Taemin's smaller hands grasped his hips, and he opened his eyes fleetingly to see Taemin's smiling back into his.
'Ready, hyung?' His tone was reassuring, making Jonghyun feel safe in the hands of the maknae.
'Don't worry, I’ll be gentle.' He heard Minho laugh.
Taemin pushed in, slowly, inch by inch. Jonghyun gasped, much to Taemin's pleasure.
'Hyung didn't stretch you much, did he? He knows I like him tight.'
He paused, for which Jonghyun was grateful.
'Breathe,hyung,' came Minho's voice, sitting on the edge of his bed as he watched the two of them. Jonghyun took a gulp of air, trying to relax as much as possible.
'You ready yet?'' Taemin's voice was steady in his ear. He nodded hesitantly, feeling Taemin starting to gently rock inside him. Jonghyun gripped onto his shoulders as he started snapping those dancer's hips, deeper into him and the concentration on Taemin's face was beautiful, the effort forming as sweat that started beading down his temple.
Minho came to sit next to him, taking Jonghyun's cock into his hand casually and started to fist him in time to Taemin's thrusts. Jonghyun groaned, unconsciously clenching his muscles and causing Taemin to inhale sharply, increasing the depth of his thrusts. He felt Minho suck at his collarbones, yelped when he bit down on one before licking away the pain, lick the mole that lay proudly at the base of his neck.
'Shh,' Minho murmured. 'It's Key's nap time right now.'
It started to feel good. Jonghyun never knew it would feel this good, having a cock up his ass. But there was a way that Taemin moved, the fluidity of his hips and the way he angled his thrusts in every way, searching for that perfect spot for Jonghyun.
Jonghyun couldn't help but yelp again when Taemin eventually found it, leading to a satisfied smile on the maknae's swollen lips as he picked up his pace. Taemin's hands found their place, gripping so hard Jonghyun was sure there were already bruises forming. He needed something to hold on to, some way for him to give back after all he had taken.
Jonghyun's hand brushed against Minho's thigh, taking his length into his hand, thankful for the way he spread his legs wider to allow him easier access. His mind was hazy with Taemin's thrusts, and the three of them moved in a rhythm they easily fell into, easily acquired by the many late nights spent practising songs for their next comeback. Minho's hand was teasing in the way his feathery touches made Jonghyun want more, crave more until he whined impatiently, and only then did Minho let his fist curl around Jonghyun, thumb gathering the precum and swiping generously over his slit.
He felt his high coming, felt it as Taemin kept hitting his sweet spot over and over again until he felt like a ball of sensitive nerves. His breaths became shorter and frantic, panting, Minho's hand moving faster until his muscles jerked, causing Taemin to groan inwardly and thrust with his all, Jonghyun spurting long ribbons of white over Minho's hand and his own stomach and Taemin following not long after, hot warmth filling him from the inside.
His muscles felt like jelly, unable to move as Taemin slid out of him carefully, wincing at the emptiness he felt once he was done. Minho lifted his hand to his lips, and he watched as Taemin licked, sucked
off his cum with his pink tongue, eyelids fluttering closed. His
head gracefully dipped after he was done, moving to Minho's cock again which still twitched, erect and begging for attention.
Jonghyun lay back, messy and disheveled and he heard Minho's long moan vibrate from his throat, watched as he arched his back and threw his head back to expose his throat, his adam's apples, watched the outline his cock made in Taemin's cheek. Minho jerked, shallowly and frantically thrusting in his mouth as he came, Taemin's throat visibly constricting around the length and swallowing obediently, only a little white dribbling from the corners of his mouth.
Minho dropped next to him, sated and lazy.
'Fuck,' he heard Taemin groan as he crawled up the bed, nudging the two aside so he could nestle in the middle. He lay his head on Jonghyun's thigh, threw his legs across Minho's own and they lay there, a mix of exhausted limbs on one small bed.
[Jonghyun got up an hour later, carefully manoeuvring Taemin's head so as not to wake him. He cleaned off with the baby wipes that lay conveniently on the bedside table, before throwing on his clothes and walking carefully out of the room, wincing.
Key lay on the sofa, one leg crossed over the other mid-air, seemingly watching some drama on the tv. He glanced over to Jonghyun, who grit his teeth trying to walk as normally as possible.
'Hey,' he said, having (in his head) a nonchalant and entirely normal grin on his face.
Key sighed. 'They got to you as well, huh?' ]
A/N: um. This is my first smut fic.
/awkward
so ye first smut fic and I decide to skip a step and jump straight into threesomes idk
hey funny story I was asking my friend on help on what to put in it
and I sent it to her but it wasn't finished yet, just at the part where Taemin and Jonghyun are basically done
and I said I thought it needed something else, so my friend said, 'They can all just lie down and laugh about it and be like yeah no homo dude'
so my ending was gonna be,
They lay there.
'No homo,' Jonghyun said.
But then I was like hey that sorta might possibly ruin so no
NO HOMO INTERACTIONS
NO HOMO HE MOANED AROUND THE DICK IN HIS MOUTH
ye ok i hope you guys liked it
MERRY CHRISTMAS