Mine
Title: Mine
Pairing: Taemin/bottom! Jonghyun
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Taemin made Jonghyun understand that he belongs to him.
A/n: Thanks a lot to doneitall for beta-ing!!!
Requested by usakpopluvr .
He stood there in the corner of the ballroom wearing an ambiguous expression. He didn’t socialize with anyone. He just stood there with a goblet in his hand taking continuous sips of the champagne. The taste was crisp, like how love was to him. Even though it was acidic, he wanted more. His eyes never left a certain someone that was the spotlight of the crowd.
His every gesture replayed slowly in his eyes, his puppy eyes, his smile, the way he talked. He couldn’t pull his eyes away for even a moment. It was as if he would disappear in just a blink. He never liked attending such parties, but if it hadn’t been for him, he wouldn’t have been here tonight.
Of course he wouldn’t be so irritated if someone’s hand weren’t clinging onto his property so closely. Perhaps he could at least put up a smile for others to see rather than giving out a deathly aura. He placed his empty glass on the table and finally decided to make a move the night.
“Oppa, you are so funny,” the woman giggled as she listened to the joke that Jonghyun said. In Jonghyun’s eyes the lady was elegant and graceful but in Taemin’s eyes, she was a thorn in one’s flesh. He faked a smile as he approached the two.
“Jonghyun hyung, I think I left my hand-phone charger in your room. Can you get it for me?” The maknae ignored the glare that the lady was giving and continue to give his innocent maknae smile to his hyung.
“I’ll get it for you after the party.” Of course a logical answer that people will give, Taemin had expected Jonghyun to reject him but Taemin didn’t go into a battle without preparation. He took out his pre-prepare hand-phone that was running low of battery and showed to his hyung.
“But my phone is running out of battery.” Giving that innocent yet helpless stare, Jonghyun couldn’t reject Taemin anymore.
“Alright, I’ll go get it with you. Sorry Sekyung, I’ll be back later.” He pulled his hands away from lady and walked away with the maknae. Taemin didn’t forget to turn back to look and Sekyung, he did a merong before disappearing in the crowd with the person he secretly obsessed over.
“Taemin, I know it’s not your fault for wanting to be so careless. Still, be careful with your things.” Jonghyun wanted to ruffle the younger boy’s hair but thinking about the hairstylist and the pain she had put into it he pulled his hand back and restrained himself. They took the elevator up the second topmost floor. He walked to the room he got assigned to. He pulled out his card key and slid it into the slot. A soft beep sound was heard and he pushed the door opened. He switched on the lights before walking in.
“Taemin, get your charger.” Jonghyun knew he could just give Taemin his card key and let him search for himself, but Jonghyun didn’t. The truth is he wanted to find an excuse to get away from the place. Jonghyun walked to the full length glass wall and stood there enjoying the night scenery. It’d been too long since he gave himself time to stop, being an idol he had to keep on working hard and moving forward.
Tonight the night sky was more attractive than usual, a few stars were hung on the sky. He heard a click sound before the lights went off, he turned around to find out who was the one who switch off the light. Actually he didn’t have to, there were only two people in the room, if he hadn’t been the one responsible for switching off the lights, it could only be him.
Before he even could speak up and ask why, soft warm lips were pressed against his. He didn’t push away because he liked the feeling, even though it was wrong. The dancer dug his fingers in his hair, which messed the older male’s hair. Taemin’s tongue probed his lips, asking for permission to enter that moist cavern. His lips parted willing. Their tongues soon intertwined and Taemin reached in deeper as if in search of some sacred treasure.
He gripped onto Taemin’s shirt for support as he felt breathless from kiss. He broke away from the kiss, a thin line that shone under the moonlight connected their lips.
“Taemin… ” he said his name breathlessly. To Taemin, it sounded more like an invitation for him to continue than stopping here.
“We still have the go back.” Taemin pinned his hyung on the glass wall.
“Onew hyung will take care of it,” he growled into his ear.
“Our disappearance won’t be hindrance to the party’s finale.” Taemin nibbled along his cheek bone and down his neck as if Jonghyun was some kind of tasty delight. His hands fumbled with the buttons, undoing each slowly.
“Tae…” he moaned, he couldn’t help himself at all as everything just seem right.
“You are mine, hyung…” he breathed out onto his chest. “Only mine…” He pushed the shirt to the side, giving himself a better access. His finger pinched at his nipple, sometime tugging it. His moans were exotic enough to bring his member alive. He ground their hips together, letting both of their erections rub against each other.
“Nggghh… Taemin…” he whimpered wanting more than just their rubbing and grinding. Taemin sucked his left nipple, using his tongue to tease and play. His actions were just going to get themselves out of hand but who cares right now. They were losing their minds to one thing that humans could never resist, it was lust.
He descended his hand down into his pant and between his butt cheeks. He used one of his fingers to trace along the entrance of his weeping hole, feeling the rapid expansion and contraction. He loves the sound that his hyung was making, even though his hole begs for attention but his mouth doesn’t beg Taemin to do it at all. Taemin was a patient man, he doesn’t hurry things but do enjoy teasing. He licks along his pinna, while murmuring words in his ears.
“I don’t like it when Shin Sekyung has her claws on you.” He bit softly on his earlobe.
“Who is Shin Sekyung?” Taemin was more than satisfied with his reply before he crashed their lips together again. Their tongues battling for dominance. In order not to lose, he knew he would have to use his weakness against him.
He unbuckled his belt, pulling his pants to his knees. He used his kneecap to rub against his erection, sending waves of pleasure throughout his body. Perhaps Jonghun had long thrown away the thoughts of topping his maknae. He shut his eyes tightly to better feel the erotic touches.
Taemin didn’t know when he had started to act like Minho; he became possessive over his possessions. He grabbed his neglected cock with a thin layer of cloth in between. It was somehow like a reward he would give to Jonghyun for answering that way rather than explaining. The thin layer of cloth soon became wet by the older male’s precum.
Jonghyun knew he was near, he bit his bottom lips to suppress more of his uncontrollable moans. Taemin immediately pulled down his boxers, letting the older male‘s cock spring free in the cold air. He toyed around with his cock a little before pumping it. The pleasure he felt the moment he reached his climax, sent him to seventh heaven. Dino’s eyes remained close as he panted for air.
The dancer used his cum as a lubricant smearing it at his entrance. He slipped in a finger, caressing along the channel. Jonghyun squirmed in surprised the moment he felt the intruding finger, Taemin kissed his cheek to calm the older boy down. He slipped in another, scissoring in as a way to stretch and prepare him for the fucking. He let his hyung adjust to it before adding another. Jonghyun could feel the three fingers moving in him, he dug his fingers deep on Taemin’s shoulder.
“Taemin…. Slow down… A little…” he whined. Taemin didn’t really care now as his aroused member was aching painfully in his skinny pants. He shoved his finger deeper in, in search of his sweet spot. Sweat was trickling down their heated bodies, and the air seemed to be warmer than before.
“There… Yes..” Jonghyun arched his back as Taemin pressed on his prostate. His own eyes were hazed with lust, not too long after his member hardened again. Taemin felt that it was enough and pulled his fingers out. His hyung whimpered at the lost of being filled. Taemin flipped his hyung over and unbuckled his own pants. Jonghyun’s hands were on the glass wall as a way of support.
“Wait… Taemin… Other people might see us…” Having his chest and his lower body exposed in front of the glass wall, his face reddened with embarrassment. The truth was, other buildings were kilometers away, normal naked eyes wouldn’t be able to see this far clearly.
“That’s even better. They would know who you truly belong to.” He planted butterfly kisses on his back and shoulder, positioning his cock right at his hole. He didn’t let his hyung have any mental preparation and pushed his length all the way in.
“Taemin!” he almost screamed, in his mind he was grateful for the fact the room was sound proof so that his moans and screams would only be heard by Taemin. He writhed in agony.
“Hyung… Open your eyes and look at the glass.” His voice became lower than usual. Jonghyun slowly opened his eyes and saw his reflection on the glass wall.
“Look at how seductive you look when I fuck you.” Taemin started moving inside of him, Jonghyun moaned in pleasure the moment it hit his sweet spot.
“Ahh.. ha… ha…” He immediately covered his own mouth and closed his eyes. He couldn’t believe he could make those sound.
“Hyung, don’t close your eyes. I want you to stare at yourself.” Having Taemin in control, he couldn’t go against him. He then opened up his eyes and watched himself how his expression changed when he was fucked. Even though he felt embarrassed he couldn’t help but to feel arouse by his own image.
“What does it feel like to be fuck on top of the world?” His dangerously low voice traveled through his ears. The silent room was only filled with the slapping sound made by two bodies of skin slapping against each other. The sensation was too awesome that Jonghyun couldn’t speak up to reply the younger boy. Taemin felt the muscle around his cock tighten, Jonghyun spurted his seed on the glass wall while Taemin came in him. Although Taemin had reached his climax, his member hadn’t softened at all. Jonghyun grew weak and leaned on Taemin for support.
“Kim Jonghyun. You belong only to me and no one else. Tonight, I’m going to get you understand this.” He didn’t waste any of the time he had for tonight as he threw his hyung on the bed for another round.
“Jinki, where is Jonghyun and Taemin?” Jinki’s face immediately changed as he remembered his little maknae’s words.
“Hyung, Jonghyun hyung and I are not attending tonight finale.” His innocent cheery voice filled the room.
“Why?”
“Because I’m going to claim Jonghyun hyung as mine tonight. I know you can find a good excuse to give manager hyung. I’m counting on you.” The cutest maknae gave his leader a big hug before he escaped from his leader’s room and back to his own room.
Jinki couldn’t believe that Taemin had actually meant what he had said. Jinki hit himself mentally in his head.
“Jinki, I’m waiting for an answer.” His manager looked at him sternly.
“Ah… Well, they… Ah! Jonghyun is feeling unwell so he went back to his room, because Taemin was afraid Jonghyun might faint on his way and followed him back to his room.” Jinki forced up a smile, not the usual dubu smile. Of course, in his mind he was hoping that manager hyung would buy it.
“I see… Alright then, it means that the three of you shall do the finale.” Jinki wiped away his cold sweat, with the thought that Taemin would have prepared a bucket of KFC chicken for him to pay him back.
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Happy Birthday to usakpopluvr !
Well you told me your birthday is on 19 Feb :D
And you requested from me :D
I rushed this out for you~
Hope you like it :)
Sorry that it's not better than other fic you requested from other author,
but I tried my best :)
Pairing: Taemin/bottom! Jonghyun
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Taemin made Jonghyun understand that he belongs to him.
A/n: Thanks a lot to doneitall for beta-ing!!!
Requested by usakpopluvr .
He stood there in the corner of the ballroom wearing an ambiguous expression. He didn’t socialize with anyone. He just stood there with a goblet in his hand taking continuous sips of the champagne. The taste was crisp, like how love was to him. Even though it was acidic, he wanted more. His eyes never left a certain someone that was the spotlight of the crowd.
His every gesture replayed slowly in his eyes, his puppy eyes, his smile, the way he talked. He couldn’t pull his eyes away for even a moment. It was as if he would disappear in just a blink. He never liked attending such parties, but if it hadn’t been for him, he wouldn’t have been here tonight.
Of course he wouldn’t be so irritated if someone’s hand weren’t clinging onto his property so closely. Perhaps he could at least put up a smile for others to see rather than giving out a deathly aura. He placed his empty glass on the table and finally decided to make a move the night.
“Oppa, you are so funny,” the woman giggled as she listened to the joke that Jonghyun said. In Jonghyun’s eyes the lady was elegant and graceful but in Taemin’s eyes, she was a thorn in one’s flesh. He faked a smile as he approached the two.
“Jonghyun hyung, I think I left my hand-phone charger in your room. Can you get it for me?” The maknae ignored the glare that the lady was giving and continue to give his innocent maknae smile to his hyung.
“I’ll get it for you after the party.” Of course a logical answer that people will give, Taemin had expected Jonghyun to reject him but Taemin didn’t go into a battle without preparation. He took out his pre-prepare hand-phone that was running low of battery and showed to his hyung.
“But my phone is running out of battery.” Giving that innocent yet helpless stare, Jonghyun couldn’t reject Taemin anymore.
“Alright, I’ll go get it with you. Sorry Sekyung, I’ll be back later.” He pulled his hands away from lady and walked away with the maknae. Taemin didn’t forget to turn back to look and Sekyung, he did a merong before disappearing in the crowd with the person he secretly obsessed over.
“Taemin, I know it’s not your fault for wanting to be so careless. Still, be careful with your things.” Jonghyun wanted to ruffle the younger boy’s hair but thinking about the hairstylist and the pain she had put into it he pulled his hand back and restrained himself. They took the elevator up the second topmost floor. He walked to the room he got assigned to. He pulled out his card key and slid it into the slot. A soft beep sound was heard and he pushed the door opened. He switched on the lights before walking in.
“Taemin, get your charger.” Jonghyun knew he could just give Taemin his card key and let him search for himself, but Jonghyun didn’t. The truth is he wanted to find an excuse to get away from the place. Jonghyun walked to the full length glass wall and stood there enjoying the night scenery. It’d been too long since he gave himself time to stop, being an idol he had to keep on working hard and moving forward.
Tonight the night sky was more attractive than usual, a few stars were hung on the sky. He heard a click sound before the lights went off, he turned around to find out who was the one who switch off the light. Actually he didn’t have to, there were only two people in the room, if he hadn’t been the one responsible for switching off the lights, it could only be him.
Before he even could speak up and ask why, soft warm lips were pressed against his. He didn’t push away because he liked the feeling, even though it was wrong. The dancer dug his fingers in his hair, which messed the older male’s hair. Taemin’s tongue probed his lips, asking for permission to enter that moist cavern. His lips parted willing. Their tongues soon intertwined and Taemin reached in deeper as if in search of some sacred treasure.
He gripped onto Taemin’s shirt for support as he felt breathless from kiss. He broke away from the kiss, a thin line that shone under the moonlight connected their lips.
“Taemin… ” he said his name breathlessly. To Taemin, it sounded more like an invitation for him to continue than stopping here.
“We still have the go back.” Taemin pinned his hyung on the glass wall.
“Onew hyung will take care of it,” he growled into his ear.
“Our disappearance won’t be hindrance to the party’s finale.” Taemin nibbled along his cheek bone and down his neck as if Jonghyun was some kind of tasty delight. His hands fumbled with the buttons, undoing each slowly.
“Tae…” he moaned, he couldn’t help himself at all as everything just seem right.
“You are mine, hyung…” he breathed out onto his chest. “Only mine…” He pushed the shirt to the side, giving himself a better access. His finger pinched at his nipple, sometime tugging it. His moans were exotic enough to bring his member alive. He ground their hips together, letting both of their erections rub against each other.
“Nggghh… Taemin…” he whimpered wanting more than just their rubbing and grinding. Taemin sucked his left nipple, using his tongue to tease and play. His actions were just going to get themselves out of hand but who cares right now. They were losing their minds to one thing that humans could never resist, it was lust.
He descended his hand down into his pant and between his butt cheeks. He used one of his fingers to trace along the entrance of his weeping hole, feeling the rapid expansion and contraction. He loves the sound that his hyung was making, even though his hole begs for attention but his mouth doesn’t beg Taemin to do it at all. Taemin was a patient man, he doesn’t hurry things but do enjoy teasing. He licks along his pinna, while murmuring words in his ears.
“I don’t like it when Shin Sekyung has her claws on you.” He bit softly on his earlobe.
“Who is Shin Sekyung?” Taemin was more than satisfied with his reply before he crashed their lips together again. Their tongues battling for dominance. In order not to lose, he knew he would have to use his weakness against him.
He unbuckled his belt, pulling his pants to his knees. He used his kneecap to rub against his erection, sending waves of pleasure throughout his body. Perhaps Jonghun had long thrown away the thoughts of topping his maknae. He shut his eyes tightly to better feel the erotic touches.
Taemin didn’t know when he had started to act like Minho; he became possessive over his possessions. He grabbed his neglected cock with a thin layer of cloth in between. It was somehow like a reward he would give to Jonghyun for answering that way rather than explaining. The thin layer of cloth soon became wet by the older male’s precum.
Jonghyun knew he was near, he bit his bottom lips to suppress more of his uncontrollable moans. Taemin immediately pulled down his boxers, letting the older male‘s cock spring free in the cold air. He toyed around with his cock a little before pumping it. The pleasure he felt the moment he reached his climax, sent him to seventh heaven. Dino’s eyes remained close as he panted for air.
The dancer used his cum as a lubricant smearing it at his entrance. He slipped in a finger, caressing along the channel. Jonghyun squirmed in surprised the moment he felt the intruding finger, Taemin kissed his cheek to calm the older boy down. He slipped in another, scissoring in as a way to stretch and prepare him for the fucking. He let his hyung adjust to it before adding another. Jonghyun could feel the three fingers moving in him, he dug his fingers deep on Taemin’s shoulder.
“Taemin…. Slow down… A little…” he whined. Taemin didn’t really care now as his aroused member was aching painfully in his skinny pants. He shoved his finger deeper in, in search of his sweet spot. Sweat was trickling down their heated bodies, and the air seemed to be warmer than before.
“There… Yes..” Jonghyun arched his back as Taemin pressed on his prostate. His own eyes were hazed with lust, not too long after his member hardened again. Taemin felt that it was enough and pulled his fingers out. His hyung whimpered at the lost of being filled. Taemin flipped his hyung over and unbuckled his own pants. Jonghyun’s hands were on the glass wall as a way of support.
“Wait… Taemin… Other people might see us…” Having his chest and his lower body exposed in front of the glass wall, his face reddened with embarrassment. The truth was, other buildings were kilometers away, normal naked eyes wouldn’t be able to see this far clearly.
“That’s even better. They would know who you truly belong to.” He planted butterfly kisses on his back and shoulder, positioning his cock right at his hole. He didn’t let his hyung have any mental preparation and pushed his length all the way in.
“Taemin!” he almost screamed, in his mind he was grateful for the fact the room was sound proof so that his moans and screams would only be heard by Taemin. He writhed in agony.
“Hyung… Open your eyes and look at the glass.” His voice became lower than usual. Jonghyun slowly opened his eyes and saw his reflection on the glass wall.
“Look at how seductive you look when I fuck you.” Taemin started moving inside of him, Jonghyun moaned in pleasure the moment it hit his sweet spot.
“Ahh.. ha… ha…” He immediately covered his own mouth and closed his eyes. He couldn’t believe he could make those sound.
“Hyung, don’t close your eyes. I want you to stare at yourself.” Having Taemin in control, he couldn’t go against him. He then opened up his eyes and watched himself how his expression changed when he was fucked. Even though he felt embarrassed he couldn’t help but to feel arouse by his own image.
“What does it feel like to be fuck on top of the world?” His dangerously low voice traveled through his ears. The silent room was only filled with the slapping sound made by two bodies of skin slapping against each other. The sensation was too awesome that Jonghyun couldn’t speak up to reply the younger boy. Taemin felt the muscle around his cock tighten, Jonghyun spurted his seed on the glass wall while Taemin came in him. Although Taemin had reached his climax, his member hadn’t softened at all. Jonghyun grew weak and leaned on Taemin for support.
“Kim Jonghyun. You belong only to me and no one else. Tonight, I’m going to get you understand this.” He didn’t waste any of the time he had for tonight as he threw his hyung on the bed for another round.
“Jinki, where is Jonghyun and Taemin?” Jinki’s face immediately changed as he remembered his little maknae’s words.
“Hyung, Jonghyun hyung and I are not attending tonight finale.” His innocent cheery voice filled the room.
“Why?”
“Because I’m going to claim Jonghyun hyung as mine tonight. I know you can find a good excuse to give manager hyung. I’m counting on you.” The cutest maknae gave his leader a big hug before he escaped from his leader’s room and back to his own room.
Jinki couldn’t believe that Taemin had actually meant what he had said. Jinki hit himself mentally in his head.
“Jinki, I’m waiting for an answer.” His manager looked at him sternly.
“Ah… Well, they… Ah! Jonghyun is feeling unwell so he went back to his room, because Taemin was afraid Jonghyun might faint on his way and followed him back to his room.” Jinki forced up a smile, not the usual dubu smile. Of course, in his mind he was hoping that manager hyung would buy it.
“I see… Alright then, it means that the three of you shall do the finale.” Jinki wiped away his cold sweat, with the thought that Taemin would have prepared a bucket of KFC chicken for him to pay him back.
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Happy Birthday to usakpopluvr !
Well you told me your birthday is on 19 Feb :D
And you requested from me :D
I rushed this out for you~
Hope you like it :)
Sorry that it's not better than other fic you requested from other author,
but I tried my best :)