Say Yes
Title: Say Yes
Pairing: JongKey
Rating: R
Genre: Romance, Fluffy Smut
Word count: 2169
Summary: And it’s like everything is in slow motion as Jonghyun gets to undress Key in the way he’s wanted to for so many years.
A/N: Title and story inspiration taken from Floetry’s Say Yes
Jonghyun presses Key up against a wall in the corner of the restaurant-slash-club the guys chose for tonight. Neither could say where the other three are, undoubtedly working out their post-concert energies on the dance floor or at the bar, but neither really cares right now anyway. His hands grip Key’s waist, one just underneath his shirt, warming the skin with his palm, and his nose nuzzles Key’s cheek, lips brushing his earlobe when he leans in to speak. Whether or not they’ve had too much to drink isn’t the issue, because they’ve both thought about this, wanted this when sober, the alcohol only giving the little courage required to act upon it. What is the issue however, is when it’s going to stop, if it’s going to stop, like it has before.
“All you have to do is say yes.”
Jonghyun whispers in his ear and little chills go down Key’s spine from his warm breath and the fingertips creeping just ever-so-slightly up his back. It’s a little difficult to think in his position, let alone say anything. So Key lets his fingers toy with the hair at the nape of Jonghyun’s neck, turns his head to get the elder’s attention, then kisses him slowly.
“Say yes and I’ll take you home and we can… finish this,” Jonghyun continues when they break apart.
“I-,” Key tries, “I don’t know…” He does know, he knows exactly what his heart wants and what his heart wants him to say, but his head disagrees and words are failing him.
Jonghyun threads fingers in Key’s hair and kisses his cheek, then his nose, then his lips.
“I’m leaving it up to you; it’s your decision, but I want you to know that I want this, for real. And if you want me to go, that-that’s okay too.”
Key shakes his head, “I don’t want you to go.” And Jonghyun smiles.
“I don’t want me to go either.”
“So stay.”
“I will, I’ll stay as long as you want me to.”
“Or, we could…” Key starts.
“Yeah,” Jonghyun finishes, cementing the point with another soft kiss. And then another kiss to Key’s jaw, and a few more to his neck, and a pair of hips pressing insistently against his own, and is this really happening? For real this time?
“But-but-maybe we should-”
Jonghyun slows his kisses to a stop and takes a deep breath, moving back to give Key a little more space. Key doesn’t let him go too far though, lowering his arms from the elder’s shoulders to clasp his hands behind his lower back, crinkling the crisp fabric of his button-down between his fingers. Jonghyun smiles at the gesture as he places his palm on the younger’s cheek and gently strokes it with his thumb.
“Whatever you want, Kibum, I mean it. I can walk away, or I can get you another drink, or I can keep kissing you… or we can get a cab, and go home,” he whispers.
Key looks into Jonghyun’s eyes, searching for a reason to say no or to ask him to leave, because this will change things, and he doesn’t want things to change. They can touch and kiss under the club’s amber lights, but continuing this at home makes it real, makes it scary. He can’t help but to ask himself if Jonghyun really feels this way or if it’s just the alcohol speaking for him. But despite his fears and his hesitation, all he finds is honesty in those big brown eyes that he’s always loved and always hoped would look at him like this. So he gives in.
“Let’s go.”
***************
A twenty minute cab ride, ₩15000, and two agonizing minutes in the elevator later, Jonghyun is leading Key to his bedroom by their tangled fingers.
He closes the door for privacy though no one else is home, and in that split-second he’s nervous about what’s to come. But then Key faces him, the moonlight and the dim bedside lamp the younger had turned on casting contrasting shadows across his face, and this is everything he’s ever wanted.
Key threads his fingers through the side of Jonghyun’s hair and to the back of his head and leans in.
The younger kisses him tentatively, and Jonghyun places reassuring hands on his sides and pulls him closer. With Key in his arms he feels - he knows that he has made a very good decision.
Jonghyun moves instinctually then and dips down to press gentle kisses from the side of his neck down to his shoulder, carefully sliding Key’s denim jacket off and to the floor when it gets in his way. Key doesn’t let him do all the work, unbuttoning Jonghyun’s shirt one-by-one until it too pools at his feet.
And it’s like everything is in slow motion as Jonghyun gets to undress Key in the way he’s wanted to for so many years. The rush of feeling Key’s bare skin underneath his fingertips goes straight to his head as he slowly slides his hands underneath the younger’s tank top, along his waist, then all the way up, only breaking their kiss to hoist the shirt over his head. The skin to skin contact when Key pulls him back in is so gratifying that he gets lost in their mingling body heat and the thump of Key’s heart against his chest, and he unbuckles the younger’s belt a little more aggressively than planned. Then he has a novel idea.
Jonghyun turns the younger around in his arms without warning and smirks as Key’s breath shallows in response. He nuzzles into the crook of Key’s unattended shoulder and presses a series of slow, warm kisses into it from behind. His smirk transforms into a chuckle when the younger reaches up to fist his fingers in his hair, whimpering just the slightest bit as the elder unbuttons his shorts and toys with the trail of hair leading down into his briefs.
“Is this okay?” Jonghyun murmurs into the nape of his neck.
Key slides his hand on top of Jonghyun’s, lacing their fingers together and guiding their linked hands into his shorts. Jonghyun sinks his teeth deep into Key’s neck and gropes him roughly.
“Mmm, god, yes,” the younger breathes before leaning back into the elder’s embrace, grabbing his chin and kissing him thoroughly.
All at once, Jonghyun turns him back around, grabs fistfuls of his ass and uses it to lift him up the three feet it takes to get to his bed. He presses Key back and struggles to tug off his exceptionally tight shorts.
"I’ve never seen a guy wear shorts this fucking tight, Kibum.”
“There’s a first time for everything, apparently,” he responds pointedly.
Jonghyun chuckles when they’re finally off and creeps on top of him, “You’ve sure got a lot to say for someone who was so shy an hour ago.”
Key smiles his most beautiful, hazy, blissed-out smile, “Shut up and kiss me, asshole.”
And Jonghyun does.
***************
“So h-how-how do you wanna do this?” Jonghyun stutters when he comes up for air.
He’s lost all finesse because the blood that’s supposed to be in his brain has taken up residence in his groin and he can feel against his thigh that Key could say the same.
“We don’t- we can - c-come here,” Key beckons, and he wiggles himself from underneath Jonghyun and flips the elder over, pushing him back against the headboard. He smirks and kisses his way from his lips to his belly-button and pauses only to unfasten the elder’s belt and pull his jeans and underwear down his thighs.
“How are these not off yet?”
“I- I don’t kno- oh god.”
Key takes immense satisfaction in Jonghyun’s groan when he sinks his lips down onto the elder’s erection. He’s been with other guys and enjoyed the way that they tense and grunt while he works his magic, but something (everything) about being with Jonghyun is different. The way Jonghyun makes him feel is different, and something (everything) in his gut tells him that this is right. He hollows out his cheeks, and closes his eyes when he feels Jonghyun’s fingers tangle in his hair.
***************
“Kibum… Kibum,” Jonghyun calls, and the younger looks up at him mid-suck. He draws Key’s mouth off of his cock and to his lips for a kiss.
“Where did you get so good at that?”
Key only smiles bashfully in response. The shyness turns into surprise when Jonghyun tugs him into his lap, though he automatically locks his heels behind the elder’s back.
“I dunno, I guess I’ve been around the block a time or two…” Key chuckles.
“I can tell,” Jonghyun jokes and he looks away for a moment to reach for the hidden lube in his bedside table.
“Where-Why do you-?”
“Shhh, ask me no questions, I’ll tell you no lies.”
“Sorry, I just thought - “
“No need to be sorry. I don’t know why you’re surprised though, considering.”
“…This is true.”
“Sooo do you wanna keep having sex, or do you wanna talk some more?” Jonghyun asks, his right hand softly stroking the younger’s left thigh.
“Give that here, you don’t know what you’re doing.”
“Be my guest,” Jonghyun says, handing over the tube.
Key squeezes a little into his palm and lays the tube on the bed.
“Should I get a - “
“Mm-mm, no,” Key says, shaking his head.
“Then what do you want to do?”
Key leans in close and whispers against Jonghyun’s lips, “Just this.” He ruts his hips gently against Jonghyun’s and takes the elder’s cock into his hand before grasping his own with the same.
The position is intimate and Jonghyun’s nerves alight with every up,down,twist thrust of Key’s hand. The pressure and the pre-come and the lube are a fantastic combination, and he relishes the way Key moans against his mouth when he folds his hand on top to help guide the stroke.
“You mean everything to me, ‘Bum,” Jonghyun murmurs, and he hopes Key knows that he isn’t just talking, that he knows he means it, because he does.
He kisses the younger’s adam’s apple and the hollow between his collarbones, resting his head there until he’s close and closer and tightening his grip over Key’s hand and spilling over their fists.
The added tension spurs Key forward, and he’s finished not long after.
They sit for just a minute, enjoying the other’s warmth, until a sticky coolness sets in.
“Do you have any - “
“Yeah, hold on a sec, let me get it,” Jonghyun says, reaching to his nightstand for the box of tissues.
“It’s kind of all over the place,” Key laughs.
“Here. Yeah, I know, it’s the worst part.”
“Well, it can be kinda fun, in the beginning.”
“But then it’s just cold and gross,” Jonghyun says, making a face.
His expression of disgust turns into one of panic when a very drunk Taemin barges in.
Lost in their little bubble, Jonghyun missed the sounds of the other guys arriving at home about five minutes earlier.
“Hyung, what the -"
“Get the fuck out, Taemin!” He shouts, as Key turns away from the door and curls his body into Jonghyun’s.
“Are you guys..?”
“Out!” He yells again, feebly throwing a dirty tissue in the boy’s direction.
Taemin finally backs away and closes the door behind him, running into Minho. Jonghyun could just catch the muffled sounds of their conversation in the hallway.
“Taemin-ah, what’s wrong? I thought you were going to bed?”
“I was, but they- and I - I’m, I’m really fucking drunk, hyung,” he whines before dissolving into giggles.
“Come on, why don’t you sleep on the couch tonight? Might be safer that way…”
Jonghyun turns to Key once the initial shock wears off, “Hey, are you okay?”
Key uncurls himself to face Jonghyun, and he smiles before bursting into full laughter, “What the hell is wrong with him?”
“I wish I knew.”
“But I’m good,” he says, kissing the elder on the cheek, “Really good. How about you?”
“Ohh I’m great. I just made love to my best friend, sooo I’m pretty amazing actually.”
Key takes Jonghyun’s face in both hands and kisses him soundly. “Me too,” he whispers when they break apart.
“And we’ll deal with whatever the hell that was, tomorrow. If he even remembers,” Jonghyun says, nodding toward the door.
“Yeah that’s a big ‘if’,” Key chuckles, “He has no sense, I swear.”
“Mm,” Jonghyun hums, tenderly rubbing circles into the small of the younger’s back, “Kibum?”
“Yeah?”
“I meant what I said earlier.”
“I know,” Key smiles, drawing Jonghyun close for another kiss.
In turn, the elder buries his nose in Key’s neck and tightens his arms around him in a warm embrace.
“Are you ready for bed now?” Key asks, stroking his hair, “It’s late and we have a million things to do tomorrow.”
“Yeah but, can we sleep in your bed tonight? Mine is… compromised.”
Key smiles that beautiful, blissed-out smile again, “Sure.”
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A/N: Hi guys! Didja miss me?! Haha Anyway, I hope you liked this, it may not be perfect, but I had fun writing it. All feedback/questions/etc are welcomed. If you find a typo please let me know.
I started taking some local dance classes and this song (linked above in summary) was used for our cool down on my first day and I remembered how much I loved it. So naturally, some jongkey was in order :P. Thank you for reading <3.
Pairing: JongKey
Rating: R
Genre: Romance, Fluffy Smut
Word count: 2169
Summary: And it’s like everything is in slow motion as Jonghyun gets to undress Key in the way he’s wanted to for so many years.
A/N: Title and story inspiration taken from Floetry’s Say Yes
Jonghyun presses Key up against a wall in the corner of the restaurant-slash-club the guys chose for tonight. Neither could say where the other three are, undoubtedly working out their post-concert energies on the dance floor or at the bar, but neither really cares right now anyway. His hands grip Key’s waist, one just underneath his shirt, warming the skin with his palm, and his nose nuzzles Key’s cheek, lips brushing his earlobe when he leans in to speak. Whether or not they’ve had too much to drink isn’t the issue, because they’ve both thought about this, wanted this when sober, the alcohol only giving the little courage required to act upon it. What is the issue however, is when it’s going to stop, if it’s going to stop, like it has before.
“All you have to do is say yes.”
Jonghyun whispers in his ear and little chills go down Key’s spine from his warm breath and the fingertips creeping just ever-so-slightly up his back. It’s a little difficult to think in his position, let alone say anything. So Key lets his fingers toy with the hair at the nape of Jonghyun’s neck, turns his head to get the elder’s attention, then kisses him slowly.
“Say yes and I’ll take you home and we can… finish this,” Jonghyun continues when they break apart.
“I-,” Key tries, “I don’t know…” He does know, he knows exactly what his heart wants and what his heart wants him to say, but his head disagrees and words are failing him.
Jonghyun threads fingers in Key’s hair and kisses his cheek, then his nose, then his lips.
“I’m leaving it up to you; it’s your decision, but I want you to know that I want this, for real. And if you want me to go, that-that’s okay too.”
Key shakes his head, “I don’t want you to go.” And Jonghyun smiles.
“I don’t want me to go either.”
“So stay.”
“I will, I’ll stay as long as you want me to.”
“Or, we could…” Key starts.
“Yeah,” Jonghyun finishes, cementing the point with another soft kiss. And then another kiss to Key’s jaw, and a few more to his neck, and a pair of hips pressing insistently against his own, and is this really happening? For real this time?
“But-but-maybe we should-”
Jonghyun slows his kisses to a stop and takes a deep breath, moving back to give Key a little more space. Key doesn’t let him go too far though, lowering his arms from the elder’s shoulders to clasp his hands behind his lower back, crinkling the crisp fabric of his button-down between his fingers. Jonghyun smiles at the gesture as he places his palm on the younger’s cheek and gently strokes it with his thumb.
“Whatever you want, Kibum, I mean it. I can walk away, or I can get you another drink, or I can keep kissing you… or we can get a cab, and go home,” he whispers.
Key looks into Jonghyun’s eyes, searching for a reason to say no or to ask him to leave, because this will change things, and he doesn’t want things to change. They can touch and kiss under the club’s amber lights, but continuing this at home makes it real, makes it scary. He can’t help but to ask himself if Jonghyun really feels this way or if it’s just the alcohol speaking for him. But despite his fears and his hesitation, all he finds is honesty in those big brown eyes that he’s always loved and always hoped would look at him like this. So he gives in.
“Let’s go.”
***************
A twenty minute cab ride, ₩15000, and two agonizing minutes in the elevator later, Jonghyun is leading Key to his bedroom by their tangled fingers.
He closes the door for privacy though no one else is home, and in that split-second he’s nervous about what’s to come. But then Key faces him, the moonlight and the dim bedside lamp the younger had turned on casting contrasting shadows across his face, and this is everything he’s ever wanted.
Key threads his fingers through the side of Jonghyun’s hair and to the back of his head and leans in.
The younger kisses him tentatively, and Jonghyun places reassuring hands on his sides and pulls him closer. With Key in his arms he feels - he knows that he has made a very good decision.
Jonghyun moves instinctually then and dips down to press gentle kisses from the side of his neck down to his shoulder, carefully sliding Key’s denim jacket off and to the floor when it gets in his way. Key doesn’t let him do all the work, unbuttoning Jonghyun’s shirt one-by-one until it too pools at his feet.
And it’s like everything is in slow motion as Jonghyun gets to undress Key in the way he’s wanted to for so many years. The rush of feeling Key’s bare skin underneath his fingertips goes straight to his head as he slowly slides his hands underneath the younger’s tank top, along his waist, then all the way up, only breaking their kiss to hoist the shirt over his head. The skin to skin contact when Key pulls him back in is so gratifying that he gets lost in their mingling body heat and the thump of Key’s heart against his chest, and he unbuckles the younger’s belt a little more aggressively than planned. Then he has a novel idea.
Jonghyun turns the younger around in his arms without warning and smirks as Key’s breath shallows in response. He nuzzles into the crook of Key’s unattended shoulder and presses a series of slow, warm kisses into it from behind. His smirk transforms into a chuckle when the younger reaches up to fist his fingers in his hair, whimpering just the slightest bit as the elder unbuttons his shorts and toys with the trail of hair leading down into his briefs.
“Is this okay?” Jonghyun murmurs into the nape of his neck.
Key slides his hand on top of Jonghyun’s, lacing their fingers together and guiding their linked hands into his shorts. Jonghyun sinks his teeth deep into Key’s neck and gropes him roughly.
“Mmm, god, yes,” the younger breathes before leaning back into the elder’s embrace, grabbing his chin and kissing him thoroughly.
All at once, Jonghyun turns him back around, grabs fistfuls of his ass and uses it to lift him up the three feet it takes to get to his bed. He presses Key back and struggles to tug off his exceptionally tight shorts.
"I’ve never seen a guy wear shorts this fucking tight, Kibum.”
“There’s a first time for everything, apparently,” he responds pointedly.
Jonghyun chuckles when they’re finally off and creeps on top of him, “You’ve sure got a lot to say for someone who was so shy an hour ago.”
Key smiles his most beautiful, hazy, blissed-out smile, “Shut up and kiss me, asshole.”
And Jonghyun does.
***************
“So h-how-how do you wanna do this?” Jonghyun stutters when he comes up for air.
He’s lost all finesse because the blood that’s supposed to be in his brain has taken up residence in his groin and he can feel against his thigh that Key could say the same.
“We don’t- we can - c-come here,” Key beckons, and he wiggles himself from underneath Jonghyun and flips the elder over, pushing him back against the headboard. He smirks and kisses his way from his lips to his belly-button and pauses only to unfasten the elder’s belt and pull his jeans and underwear down his thighs.
“How are these not off yet?”
“I- I don’t kno- oh god.”
Key takes immense satisfaction in Jonghyun’s groan when he sinks his lips down onto the elder’s erection. He’s been with other guys and enjoyed the way that they tense and grunt while he works his magic, but something (everything) about being with Jonghyun is different. The way Jonghyun makes him feel is different, and something (everything) in his gut tells him that this is right. He hollows out his cheeks, and closes his eyes when he feels Jonghyun’s fingers tangle in his hair.
***************
“Kibum… Kibum,” Jonghyun calls, and the younger looks up at him mid-suck. He draws Key’s mouth off of his cock and to his lips for a kiss.
“Where did you get so good at that?”
Key only smiles bashfully in response. The shyness turns into surprise when Jonghyun tugs him into his lap, though he automatically locks his heels behind the elder’s back.
“I dunno, I guess I’ve been around the block a time or two…” Key chuckles.
“I can tell,” Jonghyun jokes and he looks away for a moment to reach for the hidden lube in his bedside table.
“Where-Why do you-?”
“Shhh, ask me no questions, I’ll tell you no lies.”
“Sorry, I just thought - “
“No need to be sorry. I don’t know why you’re surprised though, considering.”
“…This is true.”
“Sooo do you wanna keep having sex, or do you wanna talk some more?” Jonghyun asks, his right hand softly stroking the younger’s left thigh.
“Give that here, you don’t know what you’re doing.”
“Be my guest,” Jonghyun says, handing over the tube.
Key squeezes a little into his palm and lays the tube on the bed.
“Should I get a - “
“Mm-mm, no,” Key says, shaking his head.
“Then what do you want to do?”
Key leans in close and whispers against Jonghyun’s lips, “Just this.” He ruts his hips gently against Jonghyun’s and takes the elder’s cock into his hand before grasping his own with the same.
The position is intimate and Jonghyun’s nerves alight with every up,down,twist thrust of Key’s hand. The pressure and the pre-come and the lube are a fantastic combination, and he relishes the way Key moans against his mouth when he folds his hand on top to help guide the stroke.
“You mean everything to me, ‘Bum,” Jonghyun murmurs, and he hopes Key knows that he isn’t just talking, that he knows he means it, because he does.
He kisses the younger’s adam’s apple and the hollow between his collarbones, resting his head there until he’s close and closer and tightening his grip over Key’s hand and spilling over their fists.
The added tension spurs Key forward, and he’s finished not long after.
They sit for just a minute, enjoying the other’s warmth, until a sticky coolness sets in.
“Do you have any - “
“Yeah, hold on a sec, let me get it,” Jonghyun says, reaching to his nightstand for the box of tissues.
“It’s kind of all over the place,” Key laughs.
“Here. Yeah, I know, it’s the worst part.”
“Well, it can be kinda fun, in the beginning.”
“But then it’s just cold and gross,” Jonghyun says, making a face.
His expression of disgust turns into one of panic when a very drunk Taemin barges in.
Lost in their little bubble, Jonghyun missed the sounds of the other guys arriving at home about five minutes earlier.
“Hyung, what the -"
“Get the fuck out, Taemin!” He shouts, as Key turns away from the door and curls his body into Jonghyun’s.
“Are you guys..?”
“Out!” He yells again, feebly throwing a dirty tissue in the boy’s direction.
Taemin finally backs away and closes the door behind him, running into Minho. Jonghyun could just catch the muffled sounds of their conversation in the hallway.
“Taemin-ah, what’s wrong? I thought you were going to bed?”
“I was, but they- and I - I’m, I’m really fucking drunk, hyung,” he whines before dissolving into giggles.
“Come on, why don’t you sleep on the couch tonight? Might be safer that way…”
Jonghyun turns to Key once the initial shock wears off, “Hey, are you okay?”
Key uncurls himself to face Jonghyun, and he smiles before bursting into full laughter, “What the hell is wrong with him?”
“I wish I knew.”
“But I’m good,” he says, kissing the elder on the cheek, “Really good. How about you?”
“Ohh I’m great. I just made love to my best friend, sooo I’m pretty amazing actually.”
Key takes Jonghyun’s face in both hands and kisses him soundly. “Me too,” he whispers when they break apart.
“And we’ll deal with whatever the hell that was, tomorrow. If he even remembers,” Jonghyun says, nodding toward the door.
“Yeah that’s a big ‘if’,” Key chuckles, “He has no sense, I swear.”
“Mm,” Jonghyun hums, tenderly rubbing circles into the small of the younger’s back, “Kibum?”
“Yeah?”
“I meant what I said earlier.”
“I know,” Key smiles, drawing Jonghyun close for another kiss.
In turn, the elder buries his nose in Key’s neck and tightens his arms around him in a warm embrace.
“Are you ready for bed now?” Key asks, stroking his hair, “It’s late and we have a million things to do tomorrow.”
“Yeah but, can we sleep in your bed tonight? Mine is… compromised.”
Key smiles that beautiful, blissed-out smile again, “Sure.”
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A/N: Hi guys! Didja miss me?! Haha Anyway, I hope you liked this, it may not be perfect, but I had fun writing it. All feedback/questions/etc are welcomed. If you find a typo please let me know.
I started taking some local dance classes and this song (linked above in summary) was used for our cool down on my first day and I remembered how much I loved it. So naturally, some jongkey was in order :P. Thank you for reading <3.