Too Stressed...
Title: In the Library
Rating: NC17
Pairing: 2min
Genre: AU, fluff, smut
Summary: Taemin is overly stressed about a research paper that was due. His boyfriend Minho decides to help out.
A/N: I wrote this in 35 minutes awhile ago.
The sound of soft typing and the smell of old books permeated the air. It was midday, a time when most students were eating lunch and chatting amiably amongst their friends. But a few students were in the school library, a majority of them lonely and outcasts of the school. One boy sat at a table openly though, three books opened and papers scattered every which way, his face scrunched in frustration as he flipped hastily through a notebook. The boy’s auburn hair was slightly tussled and his entire appearance seemed tense.
Taemin was on his first year in high school and he was already feeling the pressures of being a student. He wasn’t greatly hated or bullied much; rather it was the school work that clashed with his social life that seemed to give him the most trouble. He was working on a large research paper that was due at the end of the week, but he had put it off for dance practice and work and occasionally his delectable boyfriend. Now he was feeling the pains of procrastination and he wasn’t sure if he could handle much more.
When he found the slip of information he was looking for, he nearly gave a cry of joy, but remembered just at the last moment to rein it in. He was in the library after all. Taemin began to scribble desperately in his notebook, trying to make his hand writing legible so he could read it later when he would type it up. He then turned to another book and began to read through it, his mind feeling like mush as he massaged the back of his neck tiredly. He would have to cancel his date with his boyfriend and most likely stay up late in the night.
Taemin was feeling the utter stress building up slowly in his veins and he nearly screamed and pulled his hair, until he felt strong hands on his shoulders, rubbing soothingly at his muscles. “I warned you what could happen if you forgot to do your paper,” an amused, deep voice said, rumbling in Taemin’s ear.
The young male dropped his pencil, craning his head back to catch a look of his boyfriend. Minho was tall and handsome with doe eyes and a sweet smile. He was athletic and well built, but he was also caring and tender towards Taemin. He almost always gave in to the boy’s cute charms, but the elder male wouldn’t have it any other way. So as Taemin pouted, Minho felt the urge to help him. “Hyung… it’s just too hard. How am I going to finish a ten page paper in three days?”
“Easy enough…” Minho started, rubbing down Taemin’s backs, working the knots slowly. “First you need to relax and then I’ll help you like always.” He smirked, letting his hands travel down further, lightly rubbing at the spans of skin that peeked just below the hem of the shirt and above the boy’s jean’s waist band. He brushed his thumb over the little dip in Taemin’s lower back; knowing full well that once touched there his lover would mewl and arch his back.
Taemin had to bite his lip as Minho touched him intimately, his back going rigid. His breath caught for a moment and the slow tightening of his pants gave indications as to which way his mind was heading. “H-Hyung… not here… we’re in school and everyone can see.” His voice was airy as he struggled to breathe, but that was cut off as Minho stopped his light touches, kissing the boys neck, right over his pulse and flicking his tongue over the heated skin. No one was really paying attention to them, but they couldn’t very well continue this in the middle of the library on the table.
So without hesitation, Minho pulled away, grabbing Taemin’s hand and forcing the boy up and out of his seat. The elder of the two lead them to the far corner of the library where no one really went. Dust had collected on the shelves throughout time and Minho smirked, knowing no one would look for them there. The area was dimly lit and it cast a shadow on the younger boy’s flushed face, causing him to look debauched. This only made the hunger that grew in Minho’s gut stronger.
Minho pressed Taemin against the sturdy book shelf that was weighed down by heavy encyclopedias and melted his mouth against the younger boy’s. The two kissed heatedly, mouths opened and tongues battling for dominance as they felt the need to rush through this, knowing class would start as soon as lunch ended. Their wet muscles slid against one another, their lower bodies crashing together as Minho gripped Taemin’s hips in his large hand. Their clothed hardness rubbed harshly against one another and it took all of their power to keep from moaning loudly.
But knowing the time was short, Minho pulled back his mouth, removing one hand from Taemin’s body to press his fingers to the boy’s mouth. The full lips opened compliantly, sucking in each digit seductively as his head slowly bobbed. Taemin gave Minho a smoldering look through his lashes as he licked each finger and coated them in his saliva. The older male could barely hold in his urges as he used his other hand to undo Taemin’s pants and shove the skinny jeans midway down his thighs.
Minho pulled his fingers from Taemin’s mouth reluctantly and reached back, gently circling the hot opening with his middle finger before easing it in with care. No matter how rushed they were or how desperate Taemin would act, the elder boy would always take care to make sure he was not harmed. This process was slightly slower, their mouths meeting in hot kisses over and over as Minho stretched him with his fingers. But without much more hesitation, he removed the digits and gave Taemin one final breath taking kiss before flipping him and making him lean against the book shelf.
Minho removed undid his own pants, letting them fall to his knees as he spat in his hand, giving himself a quick coating before pushing up Taemin’s shirt to reveal his milky bottom more. Minho held up his own shirt, holding his erection in place as he moved forward, pressing straight into his lover’s entrance before easing in slowly. A tight heat gripped onto his member, sucking him in slowly until he was all the way in. Taemin was forced to cover his mouth to hide his needy cries from the rest of the library.
Taemin peeked back over his shoulder, his eyes glazed over in pleasure and lust as he watched Minho grab his hips once more, one steadying on the plane of his back as he began to rock slowly within him. The shorter male hand to keep a hand clamped over his mouth as he bit his lip and soft sounds emitted from his throat as he tried not to make much noise. But it was nearly impossible with the initial slow pace that Minho set and the way he kissed at the back of his neck and upper spine.
But Minho’s slow thrusts began to grow quicker as he felt the pressure of time upon them. He jerked his hips quickly, pressing deep and hard into Taemin as the boy fought to keep his cries inside. One of his hands held the book shelf in a deathly grip as it swayed with their jarring motions. Minho and Taemin both felt the pressure building deep within them and all it took was the taller boy reaching around and jerking Taemin’s member in time with his thrusts to cause their undoing.
Taemin saw white as his release splattered onto the carpet and lower shelves of books. In his pleasure, his muscles tightened around Minho and the male gave a deep groan in Taemin’s ear, spilling his seed deep within his boyfriend as he rode out the pleasure. But the sound of the bell ringing in the distance caused both boys to jerk up from their post-orgasmic glow and quickly pull up their pants. Taemin felt slightly uncomfortable as he felt Minho’s release slipping from him and into his underwear, but that could be handled later when he could afford to go to the bathroom. Instead, they shared one last heated kiss before walking back to the table and gathering Taemin’s things and walking to class as if nothing happened. The only indication was the flush on Taemin’s face as he tried to calm his racing heart.
Rating: NC17
Pairing: 2min
Genre: AU, fluff, smut
Summary: Taemin is overly stressed about a research paper that was due. His boyfriend Minho decides to help out.
A/N: I wrote this in 35 minutes awhile ago.
The sound of soft typing and the smell of old books permeated the air. It was midday, a time when most students were eating lunch and chatting amiably amongst their friends. But a few students were in the school library, a majority of them lonely and outcasts of the school. One boy sat at a table openly though, three books opened and papers scattered every which way, his face scrunched in frustration as he flipped hastily through a notebook. The boy’s auburn hair was slightly tussled and his entire appearance seemed tense.
Taemin was on his first year in high school and he was already feeling the pressures of being a student. He wasn’t greatly hated or bullied much; rather it was the school work that clashed with his social life that seemed to give him the most trouble. He was working on a large research paper that was due at the end of the week, but he had put it off for dance practice and work and occasionally his delectable boyfriend. Now he was feeling the pains of procrastination and he wasn’t sure if he could handle much more.
When he found the slip of information he was looking for, he nearly gave a cry of joy, but remembered just at the last moment to rein it in. He was in the library after all. Taemin began to scribble desperately in his notebook, trying to make his hand writing legible so he could read it later when he would type it up. He then turned to another book and began to read through it, his mind feeling like mush as he massaged the back of his neck tiredly. He would have to cancel his date with his boyfriend and most likely stay up late in the night.
Taemin was feeling the utter stress building up slowly in his veins and he nearly screamed and pulled his hair, until he felt strong hands on his shoulders, rubbing soothingly at his muscles. “I warned you what could happen if you forgot to do your paper,” an amused, deep voice said, rumbling in Taemin’s ear.
The young male dropped his pencil, craning his head back to catch a look of his boyfriend. Minho was tall and handsome with doe eyes and a sweet smile. He was athletic and well built, but he was also caring and tender towards Taemin. He almost always gave in to the boy’s cute charms, but the elder male wouldn’t have it any other way. So as Taemin pouted, Minho felt the urge to help him. “Hyung… it’s just too hard. How am I going to finish a ten page paper in three days?”
“Easy enough…” Minho started, rubbing down Taemin’s backs, working the knots slowly. “First you need to relax and then I’ll help you like always.” He smirked, letting his hands travel down further, lightly rubbing at the spans of skin that peeked just below the hem of the shirt and above the boy’s jean’s waist band. He brushed his thumb over the little dip in Taemin’s lower back; knowing full well that once touched there his lover would mewl and arch his back.
Taemin had to bite his lip as Minho touched him intimately, his back going rigid. His breath caught for a moment and the slow tightening of his pants gave indications as to which way his mind was heading. “H-Hyung… not here… we’re in school and everyone can see.” His voice was airy as he struggled to breathe, but that was cut off as Minho stopped his light touches, kissing the boys neck, right over his pulse and flicking his tongue over the heated skin. No one was really paying attention to them, but they couldn’t very well continue this in the middle of the library on the table.
So without hesitation, Minho pulled away, grabbing Taemin’s hand and forcing the boy up and out of his seat. The elder of the two lead them to the far corner of the library where no one really went. Dust had collected on the shelves throughout time and Minho smirked, knowing no one would look for them there. The area was dimly lit and it cast a shadow on the younger boy’s flushed face, causing him to look debauched. This only made the hunger that grew in Minho’s gut stronger.
Minho pressed Taemin against the sturdy book shelf that was weighed down by heavy encyclopedias and melted his mouth against the younger boy’s. The two kissed heatedly, mouths opened and tongues battling for dominance as they felt the need to rush through this, knowing class would start as soon as lunch ended. Their wet muscles slid against one another, their lower bodies crashing together as Minho gripped Taemin’s hips in his large hand. Their clothed hardness rubbed harshly against one another and it took all of their power to keep from moaning loudly.
But knowing the time was short, Minho pulled back his mouth, removing one hand from Taemin’s body to press his fingers to the boy’s mouth. The full lips opened compliantly, sucking in each digit seductively as his head slowly bobbed. Taemin gave Minho a smoldering look through his lashes as he licked each finger and coated them in his saliva. The older male could barely hold in his urges as he used his other hand to undo Taemin’s pants and shove the skinny jeans midway down his thighs.
Minho pulled his fingers from Taemin’s mouth reluctantly and reached back, gently circling the hot opening with his middle finger before easing it in with care. No matter how rushed they were or how desperate Taemin would act, the elder boy would always take care to make sure he was not harmed. This process was slightly slower, their mouths meeting in hot kisses over and over as Minho stretched him with his fingers. But without much more hesitation, he removed the digits and gave Taemin one final breath taking kiss before flipping him and making him lean against the book shelf.
Minho removed undid his own pants, letting them fall to his knees as he spat in his hand, giving himself a quick coating before pushing up Taemin’s shirt to reveal his milky bottom more. Minho held up his own shirt, holding his erection in place as he moved forward, pressing straight into his lover’s entrance before easing in slowly. A tight heat gripped onto his member, sucking him in slowly until he was all the way in. Taemin was forced to cover his mouth to hide his needy cries from the rest of the library.
Taemin peeked back over his shoulder, his eyes glazed over in pleasure and lust as he watched Minho grab his hips once more, one steadying on the plane of his back as he began to rock slowly within him. The shorter male hand to keep a hand clamped over his mouth as he bit his lip and soft sounds emitted from his throat as he tried not to make much noise. But it was nearly impossible with the initial slow pace that Minho set and the way he kissed at the back of his neck and upper spine.
But Minho’s slow thrusts began to grow quicker as he felt the pressure of time upon them. He jerked his hips quickly, pressing deep and hard into Taemin as the boy fought to keep his cries inside. One of his hands held the book shelf in a deathly grip as it swayed with their jarring motions. Minho and Taemin both felt the pressure building deep within them and all it took was the taller boy reaching around and jerking Taemin’s member in time with his thrusts to cause their undoing.
Taemin saw white as his release splattered onto the carpet and lower shelves of books. In his pleasure, his muscles tightened around Minho and the male gave a deep groan in Taemin’s ear, spilling his seed deep within his boyfriend as he rode out the pleasure. But the sound of the bell ringing in the distance caused both boys to jerk up from their post-orgasmic glow and quickly pull up their pants. Taemin felt slightly uncomfortable as he felt Minho’s release slipping from him and into his underwear, but that could be handled later when he could afford to go to the bathroom. Instead, they shared one last heated kiss before walking back to the table and gathering Taemin’s things and walking to class as if nothing happened. The only indication was the flush on Taemin’s face as he tried to calm his racing heart.