SHINee Fic: JongYu
hidden in bed sheets
jonghyun/jinki, porn
There is a good explanation for this. Really. Or well. Okay, not really, but it feels good and that's all that matters anyway, right? It's not like this is serious or anything.
"A little higher," Jonghyun gasps and bites his lip when Jinki complies. His tongue slides up the inside of Jonghyun's thigh, hands shaking lightly where they hold Jinki up above Jonghyun somewhere near the other boy's hipbones, and there is a sharp, mirrored intake of breath as Jinki finally, finally reaches the crux of Jonghyun's body. He lays kisses gently over the skin there, soft and thoughtful, and slowly works his way up Jonghyun's cock until he reaches the tip.
"Um," says Onew. His voice breaks with nervousness. "How do I - I mean. What do you - want?" He runs his tongue over his bottom lip and Jonghyun thinks he's going to go crazy.
Jonghyun throws an arm over his eyes and laughs into his wrist. His chest heaves in a mix of anticipation and heady lust as his other hand slowly makes it's way into Jinki's hair, urging him to shift upward until they are eye to eye. "Jinki," he whispers, smiling when Jinki knocks his forehead into his own. The older boy's eyes flutter close and he keeps the contact, sweat-ladden bangs pressed between skin. "Jinki," he says again, trailing fingertips up Jinki's side. "Let's take this slow."
Jinki nods and opens his eyes to search Jonghyun's for assurance.
They do as Jonghyun suggested and keep it slow, taking time to let Jinki adjust and calm down. Jinki wraps his fingers around Jonhyun, twisting and pulling until he's hard against Jinki's stomach. The feeling of butterflies washes through him as Jonghyun's breath hitches, a noise catching in the back of his throat. Jonghyun is now breathing so hard that his back is arching slightly off of the mattress, skin brushing against Jinki's every few seconds. And then suddenly there is a quiet yelp of pain as Jinki loses his concentration, body jerking as Jonghyun reciprocates the hand motions, and Jinki pulls a little too hard and, yeah. That hurts.
"I didn't know - I mean - what am I doing? Oh god. I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have - Jonghyun, I'm so sorry and oh." He goes completely silent for a second. "Oh my god."
Jonghyun knows what he's doing - or at least he makes it seem like he does - and Jinki's falling apart in the other boy's arms in a matter of minutes. It's almost funny how one person's touch could undo him so easily, he thinks.
"Oh god, Jo-Jonghyun." Jinki lets his head fall forward and presses sloppy, lust-driven kisses to Jonghyun's shoulder. Jonghyun runs a thumb over the head of Jinki's cock, pressing firm and needy before he smooths his hand down and back up again and soon Jinki is meeting Jonghyun's tugs with his own thrusts, hips snapping forward irratically, and he all but loses his mind in the haze of it all.
"Jonghyun, there, yes. Yes yes yes." It's all whispered and practically inaudible, but Jonghyun can feel the light vibrations against his neck whenever he hits the right spot on Jinki's body and he doesn't need to hear anything to know that he's doing something right. "I - Hey, um. Jonghyun. I love your voice, you know that? I really, really do. It makes my heart hurt sometimes, but t-that's, well. That's a good thing. Really. And I just, um. Shit. I just wanted to say that I kind of maybe might really really really really be in love with you and - oh."
There is a flash of white lights, dizzying and out of nowhere, and it wouldn't be so surprising if it was Jinki that was falling forward, collapsing onto Jonghyun as the younger boy keeps him from falling off of the bed. But it's not Jinki, it's Jonghyun, and he's coming - hard - jerking upward and nearly bumping heads with Jinki as he does so, and it's completely unexpected and oh god embarrassing because Jinki hadn't even been touching him and.
"Oh, fuck," he says breathlessly, turning his cheek into the pillow. Jinki blinks in a panic above him, unsure as to what has really just happened, and is frantically checking as to whether or not Jonghyun is okay and did he hurt him? Oh god.
"Shut up," Jonghyun groans, voice still hoarse and breathy, and he fists Jinki faster and faster, hand muscles still weak from his blinding release. But he's desperate to get Jinki off, to make them even, and. Yeah. He's determined.
Jinki comes quickly after because he's inexperienced and not exactly aware of what's happening. He folds forward violently, chin knocking somewhat painfully into Jonghyun's nose, but he's shuddering so hard in the aftermath that Jonghyun doesn't even have the heart to reprimand him for it.
They lay there, breathing heavily into sweaty, sticky bed sheets, ankles locked and fingers mysteriously intertwined in the others, and Jonghyun's heart refuses to stop beating so fucking hard because. Well. Because.
"I think I love you too," he gets out in a rush because, okay, yeah, maybe this is serious or something and Jinki looks at him all funny, head tilting to the right like a puppy's.
"Huh?" he asks and Jonghyun shakes his head.
"Nothing," he says, louder. "Nothing."
Jinki blinks up at Jonghyun from where his head his resting on the younger boy's chest and Jonghyun stares up at the ceiling, cheeks burning under Jinki's gaze.
But then Jinki is snoring, sounds muffled by Jonghyun's skin and Jonghyun can swear that the other boy is drooling on him, really, and that is disgusting, really really disgusting, but. But Jonghyun pulls him closer anyway, refusing to acknowledge the fact that he's being kind of girly and gay about all of this, and instead focuses on how warm and soft Jinki feels in his arms.
So there's not really an explanation for this. Not really. Except for maybe that they're in love - stupidly, irrevocably, undeniably in love - and well. It feels right and that's all that matters anyway.
For dubulove. OMG I USED THE WORD COCK. OH MY GOOODDD. ;___; I FEEL TAINTED AND...SLIGHTLY MORE MATURE. In a dirty way. >D IJA;SDLKJF. I luff you. Jsyk.
LOL. And Beccaaaa. Is this nc-17-tag worthy? ;;
jonghyun/jinki, porn
There is a good explanation for this. Really. Or well. Okay, not really, but it feels good and that's all that matters anyway, right? It's not like this is serious or anything.
"A little higher," Jonghyun gasps and bites his lip when Jinki complies. His tongue slides up the inside of Jonghyun's thigh, hands shaking lightly where they hold Jinki up above Jonghyun somewhere near the other boy's hipbones, and there is a sharp, mirrored intake of breath as Jinki finally, finally reaches the crux of Jonghyun's body. He lays kisses gently over the skin there, soft and thoughtful, and slowly works his way up Jonghyun's cock until he reaches the tip.
"Um," says Onew. His voice breaks with nervousness. "How do I - I mean. What do you - want?" He runs his tongue over his bottom lip and Jonghyun thinks he's going to go crazy.
Jonghyun throws an arm over his eyes and laughs into his wrist. His chest heaves in a mix of anticipation and heady lust as his other hand slowly makes it's way into Jinki's hair, urging him to shift upward until they are eye to eye. "Jinki," he whispers, smiling when Jinki knocks his forehead into his own. The older boy's eyes flutter close and he keeps the contact, sweat-ladden bangs pressed between skin. "Jinki," he says again, trailing fingertips up Jinki's side. "Let's take this slow."
Jinki nods and opens his eyes to search Jonghyun's for assurance.
They do as Jonghyun suggested and keep it slow, taking time to let Jinki adjust and calm down. Jinki wraps his fingers around Jonhyun, twisting and pulling until he's hard against Jinki's stomach. The feeling of butterflies washes through him as Jonghyun's breath hitches, a noise catching in the back of his throat. Jonghyun is now breathing so hard that his back is arching slightly off of the mattress, skin brushing against Jinki's every few seconds. And then suddenly there is a quiet yelp of pain as Jinki loses his concentration, body jerking as Jonghyun reciprocates the hand motions, and Jinki pulls a little too hard and, yeah. That hurts.
"I didn't know - I mean - what am I doing? Oh god. I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have - Jonghyun, I'm so sorry and oh." He goes completely silent for a second. "Oh my god."
Jonghyun knows what he's doing - or at least he makes it seem like he does - and Jinki's falling apart in the other boy's arms in a matter of minutes. It's almost funny how one person's touch could undo him so easily, he thinks.
"Oh god, Jo-Jonghyun." Jinki lets his head fall forward and presses sloppy, lust-driven kisses to Jonghyun's shoulder. Jonghyun runs a thumb over the head of Jinki's cock, pressing firm and needy before he smooths his hand down and back up again and soon Jinki is meeting Jonghyun's tugs with his own thrusts, hips snapping forward irratically, and he all but loses his mind in the haze of it all.
"Jonghyun, there, yes. Yes yes yes." It's all whispered and practically inaudible, but Jonghyun can feel the light vibrations against his neck whenever he hits the right spot on Jinki's body and he doesn't need to hear anything to know that he's doing something right. "I - Hey, um. Jonghyun. I love your voice, you know that? I really, really do. It makes my heart hurt sometimes, but t-that's, well. That's a good thing. Really. And I just, um. Shit. I just wanted to say that I kind of maybe might really really really really be in love with you and - oh."
There is a flash of white lights, dizzying and out of nowhere, and it wouldn't be so surprising if it was Jinki that was falling forward, collapsing onto Jonghyun as the younger boy keeps him from falling off of the bed. But it's not Jinki, it's Jonghyun, and he's coming - hard - jerking upward and nearly bumping heads with Jinki as he does so, and it's completely unexpected and oh god embarrassing because Jinki hadn't even been touching him and.
"Oh, fuck," he says breathlessly, turning his cheek into the pillow. Jinki blinks in a panic above him, unsure as to what has really just happened, and is frantically checking as to whether or not Jonghyun is okay and did he hurt him? Oh god.
"Shut up," Jonghyun groans, voice still hoarse and breathy, and he fists Jinki faster and faster, hand muscles still weak from his blinding release. But he's desperate to get Jinki off, to make them even, and. Yeah. He's determined.
Jinki comes quickly after because he's inexperienced and not exactly aware of what's happening. He folds forward violently, chin knocking somewhat painfully into Jonghyun's nose, but he's shuddering so hard in the aftermath that Jonghyun doesn't even have the heart to reprimand him for it.
They lay there, breathing heavily into sweaty, sticky bed sheets, ankles locked and fingers mysteriously intertwined in the others, and Jonghyun's heart refuses to stop beating so fucking hard because. Well. Because.
"I think I love you too," he gets out in a rush because, okay, yeah, maybe this is serious or something and Jinki looks at him all funny, head tilting to the right like a puppy's.
"Huh?" he asks and Jonghyun shakes his head.
"Nothing," he says, louder. "Nothing."
Jinki blinks up at Jonghyun from where his head his resting on the younger boy's chest and Jonghyun stares up at the ceiling, cheeks burning under Jinki's gaze.
But then Jinki is snoring, sounds muffled by Jonghyun's skin and Jonghyun can swear that the other boy is drooling on him, really, and that is disgusting, really really disgusting, but. But Jonghyun pulls him closer anyway, refusing to acknowledge the fact that he's being kind of girly and gay about all of this, and instead focuses on how warm and soft Jinki feels in his arms.
So there's not really an explanation for this. Not really. Except for maybe that they're in love - stupidly, irrevocably, undeniably in love - and well. It feels right and that's all that matters anyway.
For dubulove. OMG I USED THE WORD COCK. OH MY GOOODDD. ;___; I FEEL TAINTED AND...SLIGHTLY MORE MATURE. In a dirty way. >D IJA;SDLKJF. I luff you. Jsyk.
LOL. And Beccaaaa. Is this nc-17-tag worthy? ;;