Laundry
Title: Laundry
Pairing: het!JongKey (Jonghyun x Gwiboon)
Rated: NC-17
Type: Oneshot Smut
Word Count: 1,195
Summary: Gwiboon's waiting for the laundry machine to finish and she needs something to distract her
Author's Note: I wrote this right on the spot and it's 2:30 in the morning. Just a heads up if you read some bad quality writing.
She glanced at the mounds of clothes in front of her. She was good at this and was able to organize them into nice neat stacks. From left to right, they were sorted darks, colors, and whites. She was going to combine the colors and whites together since she didn't really have any bright colors but then she remembered she had a white summer dress and she wasn't going to risk that getting stained.
She decided that she'd do the darks first since it was the biggest pile. She wasn't actually a fan of dark clothes herself - the only ones being were for special occasions or things such as business trips - but Jonghyun was and he had a lot. She didn't complain, however, because most of those were v-neck shirts and they looked absolutely delicious, revealing that beauty mark that she loved.
With one big hug she was able to grab the entire pile in her arms. She squealed immediately, though, when her nose dipped into the hem of Jonghyun's dirty boxers. She scrunched up her face with disgust but continued her way to the laundry room, only dropping several articles of clothing on the way. She shoved it into the side of the washing machine before slamming the door shut with a bump of her hip. She pulled the side open and poured just the right amount of laundry detergent and softner into the moldings. Pressing start with her manicured finger, she stood back and watched as the soap poured in and the machine began to rumble.
She was entranced, really, by the way the washing machine would spin. She stood there watching as the household appliance worked its magic. It spun left and shook up, osilating over and over again as jets of water joined the combonation. She bent forwared, pressing her nose up against the clear plastic lid. She stared in awe as the machine vibrated her face and body.
Okay.
Now she was bored.
She peeled herself away from the machine and walked out the door, her soft slippers shuffling against the wood floors. She made her way towards the living room and plopped down on the couch. Grabbing the remote from the side table, she clicked the T.V. on and flipped through the channels. After seeing various advertisements, the scheduled program began.
"I. AM. BORED," she sighed heavily. Not even ten seconds into the show and she was already complaining. She looked over at the kitchen, comtemplating if she should make lunch or not. But then she remembered she was a lazy, fat kitten and kittens didn't know how to make their own food so she ended up sluggishly getting up from her spot on the couch and making her way to her bedroom.
"Jjong!" was the only heads-up she gave her boyfriend before she lept in the air. Jonghyun rose his head from his pillow at the sudden noise before being attacked. He let out a loud 'umphf' noise before he scrunched up his face.
"What are you doing, Boonnie?" Jonghyun chuckled as the girl squirmed around on the bed. Jonghyun had been listening to his iPod earlier. The night before, he had stayed up late working on some homework for his elective class so he was exhausted and decided that it'd be best for him if he slept for a few extra hours that morning. That plan, however, was not working because Jonghyun was too busy watching Gwiboon giggling in the sheets.
"Jjongie, I'm bored~" Gwiboon whinned as she crawled next to Jonghyun and rested her temple on Jonghyun's shoulder. Jonghyun chuckled at his girlfriend's adorble ways. It was kind of rare to see the girl like this. Usually, she was fierce and demanding, always in charge of doing this and that. But at the moment, she was acting like an eight-year old and it was so damn precious.
"Go watch some T.V.," Jonghyun offered as he turned his head to look at Gwiboon's face. Her eyes were closed, eyelashes pressed gingerly against her milky cheekbones. Jonghyun smiled tenderly as he pressed a kiss at the hair line.
"I tried that already but I got bored really quickly. But, you know what I think will cure my boredom?" Gwiboon began, her lips curling into a sly grin. She tilted her face and stared directly at Jonghyun's eyes. Jonghyun didn't even have to guess what the girl had in mind; he could tell by those murky, brown orbs.
Swinging her leg over Jonghyun's side, Gwiboon pressed Jonghyun against the mattress before dipping her head down to close the space. Jonghyun hummed in approval as he kindly let Gwiboon's tongue enter his mouth. She tasted like strawberries, Jonghyun noted and he smiled into the kiss. While he was working on his assignments, he decided to make Gwiboon a sliced bowl of strawberries with sweet milk. He was happy to know that she had tried out his food.
"Oh fuck," Jonghyun cursed as Gwiboon began to grind her hips. If there was one thing Jonghyun loved more than anything in the world - besides Gwiboon herself, of course - it was the way the girl moved her hips. He could spend countless hours watching the girl shake her ass back and forth at the beat of the music. She was, after all, a dancer and Jonghyun was very thankful that Gwiboon knew just how to use them.
He bit his lip, feeling the friction against the fabric. The fact that Jonghyun wasn't wearing boxers underneath his sweats and that Gwiboon had some fabric booty-shorts on didn't make the situation any better. Well, actually, it did. Jonghyun could feel every twist and roll in his groin as they continued to mesh their lips together. He could feel himself painstakingly hard against the insides of her lucious thighs.
When Gwiboon harshly bit on his bottom lip, it took every fiber in Jonghyun's body not to just flip Gwiboon over and just fuck the shit out of her. Instead, he met Gwiboon's gyrating hips with his own as he pushed her down harder on his body with the help of his hands. He groaned into the kiss as he took the pleasure to another level. He knew he was close and he desperately wanted Gwiboon and her pretty, little mouth to help him get off. But he continued to play Gwiboon's way because he didn't want it to stop at all. So he kissed her roughly and gropped the top of her ass and shit, he could feel that coil in his stomach about to burst. His hips thrusted harder and faster and he knew that all it would take to make him cum was one more thru--
*ding*
"Laundry's done!" Gwiboon cheered as she broke the kiss and haulted all her body movements. Jonghyun watched in shock as Gwiboon climbed off his body and bounced out the door. He lay there staring at the ceiling and all he could think was, I knew I should've just fucked the shit out of her.
Pairing: het!JongKey (Jonghyun x Gwiboon)
Rated: NC-17
Type: Oneshot Smut
Word Count: 1,195
Summary: Gwiboon's waiting for the laundry machine to finish and she needs something to distract her
Author's Note: I wrote this right on the spot and it's 2:30 in the morning. Just a heads up if you read some bad quality writing.
She glanced at the mounds of clothes in front of her. She was good at this and was able to organize them into nice neat stacks. From left to right, they were sorted darks, colors, and whites. She was going to combine the colors and whites together since she didn't really have any bright colors but then she remembered she had a white summer dress and she wasn't going to risk that getting stained.
She decided that she'd do the darks first since it was the biggest pile. She wasn't actually a fan of dark clothes herself - the only ones being were for special occasions or things such as business trips - but Jonghyun was and he had a lot. She didn't complain, however, because most of those were v-neck shirts and they looked absolutely delicious, revealing that beauty mark that she loved.
With one big hug she was able to grab the entire pile in her arms. She squealed immediately, though, when her nose dipped into the hem of Jonghyun's dirty boxers. She scrunched up her face with disgust but continued her way to the laundry room, only dropping several articles of clothing on the way. She shoved it into the side of the washing machine before slamming the door shut with a bump of her hip. She pulled the side open and poured just the right amount of laundry detergent and softner into the moldings. Pressing start with her manicured finger, she stood back and watched as the soap poured in and the machine began to rumble.
She was entranced, really, by the way the washing machine would spin. She stood there watching as the household appliance worked its magic. It spun left and shook up, osilating over and over again as jets of water joined the combonation. She bent forwared, pressing her nose up against the clear plastic lid. She stared in awe as the machine vibrated her face and body.
Okay.
Now she was bored.
She peeled herself away from the machine and walked out the door, her soft slippers shuffling against the wood floors. She made her way towards the living room and plopped down on the couch. Grabbing the remote from the side table, she clicked the T.V. on and flipped through the channels. After seeing various advertisements, the scheduled program began.
"I. AM. BORED," she sighed heavily. Not even ten seconds into the show and she was already complaining. She looked over at the kitchen, comtemplating if she should make lunch or not. But then she remembered she was a lazy, fat kitten and kittens didn't know how to make their own food so she ended up sluggishly getting up from her spot on the couch and making her way to her bedroom.
"Jjong!" was the only heads-up she gave her boyfriend before she lept in the air. Jonghyun rose his head from his pillow at the sudden noise before being attacked. He let out a loud 'umphf' noise before he scrunched up his face.
"What are you doing, Boonnie?" Jonghyun chuckled as the girl squirmed around on the bed. Jonghyun had been listening to his iPod earlier. The night before, he had stayed up late working on some homework for his elective class so he was exhausted and decided that it'd be best for him if he slept for a few extra hours that morning. That plan, however, was not working because Jonghyun was too busy watching Gwiboon giggling in the sheets.
"Jjongie, I'm bored~" Gwiboon whinned as she crawled next to Jonghyun and rested her temple on Jonghyun's shoulder. Jonghyun chuckled at his girlfriend's adorble ways. It was kind of rare to see the girl like this. Usually, she was fierce and demanding, always in charge of doing this and that. But at the moment, she was acting like an eight-year old and it was so damn precious.
"Go watch some T.V.," Jonghyun offered as he turned his head to look at Gwiboon's face. Her eyes were closed, eyelashes pressed gingerly against her milky cheekbones. Jonghyun smiled tenderly as he pressed a kiss at the hair line.
"I tried that already but I got bored really quickly. But, you know what I think will cure my boredom?" Gwiboon began, her lips curling into a sly grin. She tilted her face and stared directly at Jonghyun's eyes. Jonghyun didn't even have to guess what the girl had in mind; he could tell by those murky, brown orbs.
Swinging her leg over Jonghyun's side, Gwiboon pressed Jonghyun against the mattress before dipping her head down to close the space. Jonghyun hummed in approval as he kindly let Gwiboon's tongue enter his mouth. She tasted like strawberries, Jonghyun noted and he smiled into the kiss. While he was working on his assignments, he decided to make Gwiboon a sliced bowl of strawberries with sweet milk. He was happy to know that she had tried out his food.
"Oh fuck," Jonghyun cursed as Gwiboon began to grind her hips. If there was one thing Jonghyun loved more than anything in the world - besides Gwiboon herself, of course - it was the way the girl moved her hips. He could spend countless hours watching the girl shake her ass back and forth at the beat of the music. She was, after all, a dancer and Jonghyun was very thankful that Gwiboon knew just how to use them.
He bit his lip, feeling the friction against the fabric. The fact that Jonghyun wasn't wearing boxers underneath his sweats and that Gwiboon had some fabric booty-shorts on didn't make the situation any better. Well, actually, it did. Jonghyun could feel every twist and roll in his groin as they continued to mesh their lips together. He could feel himself painstakingly hard against the insides of her lucious thighs.
When Gwiboon harshly bit on his bottom lip, it took every fiber in Jonghyun's body not to just flip Gwiboon over and just fuck the shit out of her. Instead, he met Gwiboon's gyrating hips with his own as he pushed her down harder on his body with the help of his hands. He groaned into the kiss as he took the pleasure to another level. He knew he was close and he desperately wanted Gwiboon and her pretty, little mouth to help him get off. But he continued to play Gwiboon's way because he didn't want it to stop at all. So he kissed her roughly and gropped the top of her ass and shit, he could feel that coil in his stomach about to burst. His hips thrusted harder and faster and he knew that all it would take to make him cum was one more thru--
*ding*
"Laundry's done!" Gwiboon cheered as she broke the kiss and haulted all her body movements. Jonghyun watched in shock as Gwiboon climbed off his body and bounced out the door. He lay there staring at the ceiling and all he could think was, I knew I should've just fucked the shit out of her.