This Isn't Our Van!
TITLE:This Isn't Our Van!
AUTHOR: giveitupjessica
PAIRING: Onho (my first time writing them ^^)
GENRE: smut with a little bit of comedy thrown in
SUMMARY: Minho and Onew sneak away to the group's van during break for MusicCore for a little birthday quicky, only to realize it's not their van.
A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR LOVELY, KLUTZY, LEADER ONEW AND HIS DUBULGE!!!! What better way to celebrate than with smut? haha. I wrote this one specially for kaybee38 Hope you enjoy it! This is unbeta'd so sorry for any typos or grammatical mistakes.
“No way Minho!” I shout as I rip his shirt off.
“Why not? You always get to do it. Even on my birthday you got to!” he complains as he unbuttons my pants.
“It’s MY birthday today and I’ll be damned if I do that. Today is my day and I get whatever I want,” I tear his pants off of him and throw them in the back of the van, “Now hurry up, we don’t have much time. It’s only a short break.”
“No, I don’t want to anymore,” he sits back on the seat with his arms crossed over his chest and pouts.
“See and this is why I won’t do it. You’re acting like Key right now,” I pay no attention to his little temper tantrum and finish pulling off my jeans and boxers. I breathe a sigh a relief when I finally release my erection from those damn skinny jeans. I hate wearing them, they’re always too tight on me now. I mean when I was skinnier they were fine, but I’ve been working out and now they’re just uncomfortable. Especially when I’m aroused and damnit that stupid tall, bug-eyed alien I like to call my boyfriend was always doing something to turn me on.
“You think talking to me like that will help you get lucky? You’re horribly mistakened. Now where are my pants?” he starts to look around the van and spots them in the far back. I watch as he gets up on his knees and leans over the chairs to reach it, his long limbs coming into good use. I lick my lips at the sight of my gorgeous boyfriend bent over like that. He’s pretty much asking for it at this point.
I get up and position myself behind him. I grab hold of my cock and smear the pre-cum that was leaking from the head all over it. I was planning on fucking him dry, letting him know why I always top. I brush the tip of my head at his puckered hole.
“HYUNG! WHAT THE FUCK!” he yells and jumps back, causing the tip to penetrate him just a little before he moves forward again.
“What did you expect me to do with you bent over like that? You were pretty much inviting me in,” I whisper in his ear as I lean over him, my cock continuing to brush against his hole.
“Hyung,” he moans, “That’s playing dirty though.”
“You love it though,” I reply and I start to trail kisses down his neck to his shoulder.
“Well are you going to do it or not?” he turns his head, grabbing my head with his hand to crash our lips together. Even though it was my birthday, I couldn’t say no to him. I could never say no to him. It got me in trouble sometimes, like the time where he wanted it so bad that we ended up doing it in one of the offices at the SM Ent. building and manager hyung caught us. We ended up having to clean all the offices on that floor. I thought it was unfair, if anything we should have just cleaned up the office we did it in. So as revenge, Minho and I did in Manager hyung’s bed that night, making sure we worked up a lot of sweat and cum. He still has no idea what we did.
I force my tongue into his mouth, making the kiss more sloppy. I wanted to make sure that he was distracted enough for when I pushed into him. I’m not going to lie, I’m damn big and proud of it. So is Minho. He likes to brag with our hyungs about how I’m hung like a horse. I have to give him credit too though because he’s packing as well.
“Hyung, I can’t wait anymore,” Minho moans when I start to kiss his neck again.
“Patience baby,” I mutter against his coffee colored skin. My hands start to roam over the front of his body, starting with his chest. I take a nipple in each hand and start to play with them, rubbing circles around them, brushing the pads of my fingers over them, pinching them. He’s moaning like a slut as I trail my hands down further, tracing his washboard abs that I love so much until I finally reach the place where he wants me to touch the most. I wrap on hand around his aching member and the other gently cradle his balls.
“Hyung, we don’t have time,” he pants and looks down at his watch, “We’re supposed to be back in like ten minutes. Hurry up and get in me already.”
He starts to push back into my crotch and rub his ass on it, moving his hips in small circles. I moan at the friction and realize that I can’t wait any longer either, “It’s going to hurt baby, so just bear with me okay. I promise I’ll make it feel good in no time.”
“Just do it already.”
“I’d rather do you,” I say into his ear and push all the way into him. His head drops back and rests on my chest as a loud moan of pain and pleasure leaves his mouth. He’s breathing hard and I start to place kisses everywhere I can reach, giving him some time to get used to me inside of him.
“M-move,” he moans and I don’t waist any time. I pull almost all the way out before pushing back into him with a lot more force. I see his hands starting to turn white with the amount of force he’s using to hold onto the seat as I continue to thrust into him. We really didn’t have time to be all lovely dovey and gentle. Besides, we both knew it was going to be hard and rough when we snuck away in the first place.
He turns his head and I place my lips on top of his. Our tongues are soon added into the mix as I angle myself just a bit so when I thrust into him again I hit his prostate. He swallow the moan that leaves his mouth as I start to suck on his tongue. My hand is pumping him in time with my thrusts. I’m getting close, so I start to speed up the pace, hitting his prostate every time I push back into him. His moan is never ending at this point. The pleasure coursing through both of our bodies slowly becoming too much to handle.
“Damnit Minho!” I moan as I cum first, deep inside of him, the stream of cum hitting his prostate. I slow down and start to rock my hips back and forth, barely moving inside of him as I finish my orgasm, my hand continuing to pump him slowly.
“Hyung,” he groans as I pull out of him and flop down on the seat next to him.
“Hm?” I respond, closing my eyes and resting my head on the back of the chair. I feel him shifting beside me until he’s straddling my lap. I open one eye and stare at him for a second before closing it again.
“Hyung,” he says and starts to grind his hip into mine.
“Minho, we don’t have time for another round,” I grip his waist in my hands and stop his movements.
“But hyung,” I open my eyes and look at him. He’s biting his bottom lip and pouting. Damn he looked so innocent and the only thing I can think of is corrupting him by going for another round.
“Baby, we don’t have the time,” I lean forward and peck him on the lips, “I promise when we get back to the dorm, we’ll have another round okay? Besides, it is my birthday. I expect a lot of birthday sex. But first we need to finish our schedule, so let’s get dressed hm?”
“But hyung,” his arms are wrapped around me, stopping me from moving.
“What?”
“I need you.”
“Babe.”
“No, I really need you,” he grabs one of my hands from his waist and places it on his still rock hard cock. I look down and feel guilty. I was so busy coming down from the high of my orgasm that I forgot to help him reach his.
“Oh baby. Why didn’t you say something sooner?” I say.
“I was trying to, but you wouldn’t let me finish.”
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Here, let me make it better okay?” I lift him from my lap and lay him down on the seat. He opens his legs for me and I move down on his body, opening my mouth in a big ‘O.’ I lower my head and engulf his length, quickly closing my moist mouth over it. I don’t waste any time and hollow out my cheeks to suck him hard. I silently curse to myself as his moans fill the van again. I can feel myself getting hard again. I push my own arousal aside so I can focus on the one that’s currently in my mouth. I start to bob my head up and down, grazing his shaft with my teeth.
“Hyung! Deeper, I’m about to come. Take it deeper!” he orders me and again, I can’t find the strength to deny him what he wants. I spoil him too much, but then again, he spoils me too. I relax my jaw and let his cock slide to the back of my mouth before swallowing around him. I stare up at him and enjoy the sight I see. His back is starting to arch, his chest rising and falling in uneven breaths, hair plaster to his face as his hand runs through it. His other hand comes up to rest on the back of my head, forcing me down a little more and his cock further into my mouth. I swallow again and that seems to throw him over the edge. His warm cum slides down my throat. I hollow out my cheeks again and suck on him hard, milking him for every last drop.
When I feel like he’s dry, I lift my head and his cock leaves my mouth with a soft ‘pop.’ He pulls me up to him and kisses me on the lips. I know that he likes to make out after I give him a blow job, he said there was just something about tasting himself in my mouth. I didn’t argue, I love making out with him. Our kiss is long and lazy, our arms wrapped around each other, our bodies fitting together perfectly.
He’s the first to break the kiss and I rest my head on his chest, listening to the soft beat of his heart, “We’re already ten minutes late. Let’s just not go back. I want to stay here with you, I feel like we never spend time together.”
“Uh huh,” my eyes are starting to get heavy.
“I love you Jinki hyung,” he says into my hair, his hands rubbing circles into my back. I love cuddling with him. I admit that the sex we have tends to me more on the rough side than anything else, but after sex it’s always sweet and warm.
“I love you too Minho.”
“Happy birthday.”
“Thank you.”
It’s silent, the only sound in the car is our even breathing. I can barely keep my eyes open and right when I’m about to submit to the exhaustion, he says something, “So since you forgot about me after you came, I get to top tonight.”
“What?!” I turn my head up to glare at him, “I thought we discussed this? It’s my birthday! I’m topping!”
“No, I get to top tonight. Remember our agreement? It’s only fair.”
“But,” he had me there.
“Don’t worry hyung. I’ll make sure you enjoy it. I have a few surprises for you back at the dorm. Trust me, you’ll want me to top tonight with what I have planned,” he winks at me and places a kiss on my forehead.
“If you say so,” I rest my head on his chest and close my eyes again. I find myself falling asleep to him giving me hints as to what he has planned for me. I can’t really pay attention, the exhaustion was making it hard to listen. I did hear birthday cake, ice cream, and whipped cream though, so I knew tonight was going to be an enjoyable one.
“FUCK!” Minho suddenly sits up and I groan.
“Babe, I was just about to sleep,” I complain and lean into him.
“Hyung, hurry up and get dressed!” Minho throws me aside and starts to grab our clothes.
“What? Why? I though we decided to just skip the rest of the broadcast and stay here,” I’m thoroughly confused, watching him throw on his clothes and shove my own into my chest.
“We did, but…”
“But what?”
“This isn’t our van!”
“What?” I look around me for any signs, saying this was our van. I don’t see any though. Our bags aren’t here or the snacks Taemin thought he kept hidden in the seats, but we all knew where they were and would occasionally steal some. Instead I see purses and high heels, “Who’s van is this?”
“I don’t know and I don’t want to find out. So hurry up and get dressed so we can get into our own van!”
I quickly throw on my clothes and Minho is pulling me out of the van before I have time to finish pulling up my pants. We’re sprinting across the parking garage towards our van just as we hear voices coming towards us. We duck into our van and I let go of my pants, making them fall off me a little. Minho peeks through the window and I curl into him, trying to hide just in case we get in trouble again.
“Who’s van is it?” I ask and he just looks at me, his eyes wide with horror, “Never mind, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.”
AUTHOR: giveitupjessica
PAIRING: Onho (my first time writing them ^^)
GENRE: smut with a little bit of comedy thrown in
SUMMARY: Minho and Onew sneak away to the group's van during break for MusicCore for a little birthday quicky, only to realize it's not their van.
A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR LOVELY, KLUTZY, LEADER ONEW AND HIS DUBULGE!!!! What better way to celebrate than with smut? haha. I wrote this one specially for kaybee38 Hope you enjoy it! This is unbeta'd so sorry for any typos or grammatical mistakes.
“No way Minho!” I shout as I rip his shirt off.
“Why not? You always get to do it. Even on my birthday you got to!” he complains as he unbuttons my pants.
“It’s MY birthday today and I’ll be damned if I do that. Today is my day and I get whatever I want,” I tear his pants off of him and throw them in the back of the van, “Now hurry up, we don’t have much time. It’s only a short break.”
“No, I don’t want to anymore,” he sits back on the seat with his arms crossed over his chest and pouts.
“See and this is why I won’t do it. You’re acting like Key right now,” I pay no attention to his little temper tantrum and finish pulling off my jeans and boxers. I breathe a sigh a relief when I finally release my erection from those damn skinny jeans. I hate wearing them, they’re always too tight on me now. I mean when I was skinnier they were fine, but I’ve been working out and now they’re just uncomfortable. Especially when I’m aroused and damnit that stupid tall, bug-eyed alien I like to call my boyfriend was always doing something to turn me on.
“You think talking to me like that will help you get lucky? You’re horribly mistakened. Now where are my pants?” he starts to look around the van and spots them in the far back. I watch as he gets up on his knees and leans over the chairs to reach it, his long limbs coming into good use. I lick my lips at the sight of my gorgeous boyfriend bent over like that. He’s pretty much asking for it at this point.
I get up and position myself behind him. I grab hold of my cock and smear the pre-cum that was leaking from the head all over it. I was planning on fucking him dry, letting him know why I always top. I brush the tip of my head at his puckered hole.
“HYUNG! WHAT THE FUCK!” he yells and jumps back, causing the tip to penetrate him just a little before he moves forward again.
“What did you expect me to do with you bent over like that? You were pretty much inviting me in,” I whisper in his ear as I lean over him, my cock continuing to brush against his hole.
“Hyung,” he moans, “That’s playing dirty though.”
“You love it though,” I reply and I start to trail kisses down his neck to his shoulder.
“Well are you going to do it or not?” he turns his head, grabbing my head with his hand to crash our lips together. Even though it was my birthday, I couldn’t say no to him. I could never say no to him. It got me in trouble sometimes, like the time where he wanted it so bad that we ended up doing it in one of the offices at the SM Ent. building and manager hyung caught us. We ended up having to clean all the offices on that floor. I thought it was unfair, if anything we should have just cleaned up the office we did it in. So as revenge, Minho and I did in Manager hyung’s bed that night, making sure we worked up a lot of sweat and cum. He still has no idea what we did.
I force my tongue into his mouth, making the kiss more sloppy. I wanted to make sure that he was distracted enough for when I pushed into him. I’m not going to lie, I’m damn big and proud of it. So is Minho. He likes to brag with our hyungs about how I’m hung like a horse. I have to give him credit too though because he’s packing as well.
“Hyung, I can’t wait anymore,” Minho moans when I start to kiss his neck again.
“Patience baby,” I mutter against his coffee colored skin. My hands start to roam over the front of his body, starting with his chest. I take a nipple in each hand and start to play with them, rubbing circles around them, brushing the pads of my fingers over them, pinching them. He’s moaning like a slut as I trail my hands down further, tracing his washboard abs that I love so much until I finally reach the place where he wants me to touch the most. I wrap on hand around his aching member and the other gently cradle his balls.
“Hyung, we don’t have time,” he pants and looks down at his watch, “We’re supposed to be back in like ten minutes. Hurry up and get in me already.”
He starts to push back into my crotch and rub his ass on it, moving his hips in small circles. I moan at the friction and realize that I can’t wait any longer either, “It’s going to hurt baby, so just bear with me okay. I promise I’ll make it feel good in no time.”
“Just do it already.”
“I’d rather do you,” I say into his ear and push all the way into him. His head drops back and rests on my chest as a loud moan of pain and pleasure leaves his mouth. He’s breathing hard and I start to place kisses everywhere I can reach, giving him some time to get used to me inside of him.
“M-move,” he moans and I don’t waist any time. I pull almost all the way out before pushing back into him with a lot more force. I see his hands starting to turn white with the amount of force he’s using to hold onto the seat as I continue to thrust into him. We really didn’t have time to be all lovely dovey and gentle. Besides, we both knew it was going to be hard and rough when we snuck away in the first place.
He turns his head and I place my lips on top of his. Our tongues are soon added into the mix as I angle myself just a bit so when I thrust into him again I hit his prostate. He swallow the moan that leaves his mouth as I start to suck on his tongue. My hand is pumping him in time with my thrusts. I’m getting close, so I start to speed up the pace, hitting his prostate every time I push back into him. His moan is never ending at this point. The pleasure coursing through both of our bodies slowly becoming too much to handle.
“Damnit Minho!” I moan as I cum first, deep inside of him, the stream of cum hitting his prostate. I slow down and start to rock my hips back and forth, barely moving inside of him as I finish my orgasm, my hand continuing to pump him slowly.
“Hyung,” he groans as I pull out of him and flop down on the seat next to him.
“Hm?” I respond, closing my eyes and resting my head on the back of the chair. I feel him shifting beside me until he’s straddling my lap. I open one eye and stare at him for a second before closing it again.
“Hyung,” he says and starts to grind his hip into mine.
“Minho, we don’t have time for another round,” I grip his waist in my hands and stop his movements.
“But hyung,” I open my eyes and look at him. He’s biting his bottom lip and pouting. Damn he looked so innocent and the only thing I can think of is corrupting him by going for another round.
“Baby, we don’t have the time,” I lean forward and peck him on the lips, “I promise when we get back to the dorm, we’ll have another round okay? Besides, it is my birthday. I expect a lot of birthday sex. But first we need to finish our schedule, so let’s get dressed hm?”
“But hyung,” his arms are wrapped around me, stopping me from moving.
“What?”
“I need you.”
“Babe.”
“No, I really need you,” he grabs one of my hands from his waist and places it on his still rock hard cock. I look down and feel guilty. I was so busy coming down from the high of my orgasm that I forgot to help him reach his.
“Oh baby. Why didn’t you say something sooner?” I say.
“I was trying to, but you wouldn’t let me finish.”
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Here, let me make it better okay?” I lift him from my lap and lay him down on the seat. He opens his legs for me and I move down on his body, opening my mouth in a big ‘O.’ I lower my head and engulf his length, quickly closing my moist mouth over it. I don’t waste any time and hollow out my cheeks to suck him hard. I silently curse to myself as his moans fill the van again. I can feel myself getting hard again. I push my own arousal aside so I can focus on the one that’s currently in my mouth. I start to bob my head up and down, grazing his shaft with my teeth.
“Hyung! Deeper, I’m about to come. Take it deeper!” he orders me and again, I can’t find the strength to deny him what he wants. I spoil him too much, but then again, he spoils me too. I relax my jaw and let his cock slide to the back of my mouth before swallowing around him. I stare up at him and enjoy the sight I see. His back is starting to arch, his chest rising and falling in uneven breaths, hair plaster to his face as his hand runs through it. His other hand comes up to rest on the back of my head, forcing me down a little more and his cock further into my mouth. I swallow again and that seems to throw him over the edge. His warm cum slides down my throat. I hollow out my cheeks again and suck on him hard, milking him for every last drop.
When I feel like he’s dry, I lift my head and his cock leaves my mouth with a soft ‘pop.’ He pulls me up to him and kisses me on the lips. I know that he likes to make out after I give him a blow job, he said there was just something about tasting himself in my mouth. I didn’t argue, I love making out with him. Our kiss is long and lazy, our arms wrapped around each other, our bodies fitting together perfectly.
He’s the first to break the kiss and I rest my head on his chest, listening to the soft beat of his heart, “We’re already ten minutes late. Let’s just not go back. I want to stay here with you, I feel like we never spend time together.”
“Uh huh,” my eyes are starting to get heavy.
“I love you Jinki hyung,” he says into my hair, his hands rubbing circles into my back. I love cuddling with him. I admit that the sex we have tends to me more on the rough side than anything else, but after sex it’s always sweet and warm.
“I love you too Minho.”
“Happy birthday.”
“Thank you.”
It’s silent, the only sound in the car is our even breathing. I can barely keep my eyes open and right when I’m about to submit to the exhaustion, he says something, “So since you forgot about me after you came, I get to top tonight.”
“What?!” I turn my head up to glare at him, “I thought we discussed this? It’s my birthday! I’m topping!”
“No, I get to top tonight. Remember our agreement? It’s only fair.”
“But,” he had me there.
“Don’t worry hyung. I’ll make sure you enjoy it. I have a few surprises for you back at the dorm. Trust me, you’ll want me to top tonight with what I have planned,” he winks at me and places a kiss on my forehead.
“If you say so,” I rest my head on his chest and close my eyes again. I find myself falling asleep to him giving me hints as to what he has planned for me. I can’t really pay attention, the exhaustion was making it hard to listen. I did hear birthday cake, ice cream, and whipped cream though, so I knew tonight was going to be an enjoyable one.
“FUCK!” Minho suddenly sits up and I groan.
“Babe, I was just about to sleep,” I complain and lean into him.
“Hyung, hurry up and get dressed!” Minho throws me aside and starts to grab our clothes.
“What? Why? I though we decided to just skip the rest of the broadcast and stay here,” I’m thoroughly confused, watching him throw on his clothes and shove my own into my chest.
“We did, but…”
“But what?”
“This isn’t our van!”
“What?” I look around me for any signs, saying this was our van. I don’t see any though. Our bags aren’t here or the snacks Taemin thought he kept hidden in the seats, but we all knew where they were and would occasionally steal some. Instead I see purses and high heels, “Who’s van is this?”
“I don’t know and I don’t want to find out. So hurry up and get dressed so we can get into our own van!”
I quickly throw on my clothes and Minho is pulling me out of the van before I have time to finish pulling up my pants. We’re sprinting across the parking garage towards our van just as we hear voices coming towards us. We duck into our van and I let go of my pants, making them fall off me a little. Minho peeks through the window and I curl into him, trying to hide just in case we get in trouble again.
“Who’s van is it?” I ask and he just looks at me, his eyes wide with horror, “Never mind, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.”