Confession
Pairing: Jonghyun/Minho
Rating: Nc-17
Summary: Minho meets his predator again, this time in an unexpected place
Warning: School AU, vamp Jjong.
1: Beautiful 2: Satisfaction
a/n : I’m so sorry, I’ve been taking so long !I was sick for the last week and I didn’t write or go on livejournal, except for commenting on a few entries. I need to update my chaptered fic too omg. I hope you guys enjoy this, I guess its better than the previous one (i hope) there might be loads of grammer errors though, so beware!!!
ps. another obvious quote from one of the most famous vampire series around (cough)
Minho stares blankly at the clock at the top of the teacher’s desk. A few weeks had past, yet there still were no signs of the creature’s reappearance. He drums his pencil on the desk lightly, listening as his teacher droned on and on about new schedules for the start of the term.
“Your blood’s too delicious for us not to meet, Minho.”
A flashback on Jonghyun’s voice made his spine tingle as memories of that night rushed into his brain. He shakes his head lightly, and concentrates on the teacher.
“I’m also very happy to introduce a new student to our class this term!!” Gasps and clouds of discussion erupted within in the class. Mr. Kim clears his throat, dissolving any dialogue.
“You can come in.”
“Oh.my.god!!!”
“He’s- he’s- he’s….’
“He’s soooo hot!!!!”
Picking up the girls’ squeals and fangirling, he casts his eyes towards the teacher.
Fuck.
Tight black jeans, a messy navy shirt, laced black boots and a telling blonde fringe was enough to make Minho fall out of his chair. Literally.
“Hi, I’m Kim Jonghyun. Please take care of me!!”
Jonghyun beams at him cheerfully from the teacher’s desk, his smile radiating warmth, despite the creature that he was. Minho breaks their eye contact, focusing on the new carpeted flooring as Mr. Kim rattled on about how they should treat a new student properly. He was so focused that he missed the teacher asking the class about who would show Jonghyun around, that he had to fling his hand up at the last moment.
“Thank you, Taemin. Jonghyun, can you please sit next to Taemin over there?”
Minho watches in a mixture of despair and anger as Jonghyun willingly glides over to the red head’s desk, saying ‘hi’ to Taemin in a friendly manner.
By lunchtime, he was thoroughly frustrated.
Jonghyun hadn’t spoke a word to him, hardly even noticing his presence. He and Taemin sure were bonding together pretty quickly, the redhead showing him around the school, walking him to classes and setting his locker code for him. Jonghyun’s appearance seemed to have caused a pandemic around the school, with nearly every boy and girl catching the ‘Jonghyun disease’. It seems as if no one had noticed that Jonghyun’s skin was abnormally pale and smooth, that the way he moved and talked was inhumane, and devastatingly beautiful.
He chews on his beef sandwich harshly, sitting on the bleachers as he watched the team fool around, rolling around like bowling pins, when something distracted him.
Taemin and Jonghyun were having lunch together at the steps, the blonde’s eyes twinkling like that night as he chatted with Taemin, their arms carrying a tray of lunch.
And I thought vampires don’t eat.
He grunts as a worn out football knocked him square on the head, ready to glare at whoever had distracted him from his inner fury. Eunhyuk calls out to him on the field, motioning him to pass the ball back.
He stole a glance at Taemin, and a perfect idea came to mind.
“Choi Minho, I am very disappointed in you.” His football coach huffed as they waited outside the Principal’s office.
“Come in.”
They entered the room. Minho gulps, clenching his fists as he manages eye contact with the cold eyed principal. She gestured for him to sit down, her eyes unwavering.
“Well, I believe I’m waiting for an explanation.” She crosses her arms tightly.
“It…it was a mistake. I was going to throw the ball back to Eunhyuk-hyung, but I..I missed.” He blinks rapidly “It was an accident.”
“Do you think that I would believe that our school’s best player could miss a throw? I think not. Detention today with your homeroom tutor, and a week off the team. Leave.”
“But Mrs. Park! Minho’s one of the team’s best players, we can’t-“
‘Didn’t you guys win some match a few weeks ago? There won’t be a match soon, coach. You should worry about disciplining your players instead.”
Somehow, detention didn’t seem scary at all, despite his clean record. Minho smiles secretly as he remembers Taemin’s face when the ball was aimed at him. Scared, helpless and- well, spaghetti covered. He chuckles as he copies the line ‘I will not miss a throw again’ onto lined paper over and over again. Mr Kim throws him a odd look at his outburst and returns to his paperwork. He was the only student in the detention room. Awkward.
“Minho.”
“Y-yes Mr Kim?”
“I trust you to manage yourself. I’ll be going over to block 3 to photocopy some sheets. Behave.” Minho nods eagerly as the teacher makes his leave.
He groans as the point of his pencil breaks, and reaches down into his school bag to find his sharpener.
Wait.
Since when was his sharpener cold, soft and blonde?
“Jonghyun.” He breathes.
The blonde was kneeling against his desk, gazing down at his work silently. Minho reaches out to touch his cold chin, turning it towards him before it was slapped away playfully.
“Someone was jealous.” Jonghyun smirks as he plays with Minho’s long fingers, sending chills up his arm.
“H-he was all over you.”
“And now he’s in the nurse office being cooed over and you’re in detention. Very smart.”
Minho smiles at him sarcastically.
“Why are you here?”
“What do you mean? Here, Here, or here?” Jonghyun replies, his honey coated voice clotting Minho’s arteries for a second.
“W-hhy are you in this school?”
“Because. I wanted to.”
The blonde mummers as he runs his hand up Minho’s legs.
“…Yea?” the taller shudders as the hand travels across his thigh.
“And I read something. That I wanted to tell you.”
“Wh-“
Minho’s question was left alone as Jonghyun grabs his neck and pulls him down for a kiss, his wet tongue dipping into Minho’s mouth, earning a soft moan from the other. He nibbles on his lower lip, licking the roof of Minho’s mouth as he proceeds to pierce the inner area of the brunettes lips, gasping as streaks of fresh blood found their way into his mouth.
Minho gently urges Jonghyun onto his lap, which the blonde declined silently by unbuttoning his school pants. He groans as the other played with the elastic band of his boxers, and whimpers as a cold hand wraps itself around his arousal, pumping is gently. Jonghyun plants a kiss on his earlobe, licking his cartilage before whispering huskily into his ear.
“About three things, I am absolutely positive.”
He then kisses down Minho’s collarbones, tracing the outline of his chest through his shirt as he smiles at him gleefully.
“Minho-yah.”
“Yea’ he croaks. It was extremely difficult for him to put together a sentence while this vampire was touching him.
“You better be quite.”
“-“
His question was answered as a pair of moist lips brushed against his shaft teasingly, the other’s sleek tongue peeking out for a few experimental licks before engulfing his dick into its mouth.
Minho didn’t know what to be amazed about, the fact that he was getting blowed in the detention room, or that he was getting blowed by a vampire, who was supposed to be disintegrating, being exposed to direct sunlight and having eaten garlic bread for lunch.
His hands fly up to muffle his moans as Jonghyun swipes his tongue across the slit, swirling it skillfully up and down his dick before he reached up again.
“Firstly, Minho is a human.”
“I..Ngh.” Minho groans as Jonghyun’s cold fingers pinch his inner thighs, fondling with his balls before wrapping his lips around his shaft again, humming an irrelevant lullaby that sent sparks of pleasure right up into Minho’s brain. He pushes his dick deeper into Jonghyun’s eager mouth, moaning as the vampire’s fangs grazed the head each time the other changed position.
“Secondly, there was a part of him, which I don’t know how potent that part may be, that longed for me to drink his blood.”
Jonghyun whispers as he taps his tongue along Minho’s neck rhythmically before the other pushes him down again to his knees, fucking his mouth when he couldn’t bear to wait anymore.
Jonghyun moans as saliva dribbles out from the corners of his cherry lips, his eyes darkening as he takes the upper hand again by sucking hard on the tip, pleased by the combinations of muffled moans and whimpers that Minho was unsuccessfully trying to surpress
“Shhh…” the blonde mumbles “the teacher might be back soon…Finish yourself Minho-yah.” Minho obeys and pumps his own cock in a steady pace as Jonghyun marks his neck diligently, sucking on his bobbing Adam’s apple.
He groans when older settles snugly onto his lap, slinking his arms around his neck to pull him in for a wet kiss, their tongues sliding across each other leisurely. Jonghyun moans when Minho deepens the kiss, pushing him over so that he was nearly hitting the desk. He tangles his fingers into Minho’s long curls as the other reaches his high, spilling all over his boxers and Jonghyun’s new school pants.
Jonghyun giggles as he helps him to clean up and Minho swears he’s never seen anyone as beautiful as him. Minho chuckles satisfactorily, wrapping his arms tightly around the vampire’s thin waist and pulling him close for a hug, the only thing that reminded him of what the other was being his cold body
“Thirdly…”
“Hmm.”
“I am unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him....and his blood, of course.” Jonghyun finishes as he pecks Minho’s lips lightly.
“What book have you been reading?”
“Dunno. Sparkling night creatures? Forgot.”
A rattle from the doorknob distracted them.
“You locked the door?” Jonghyun smiles guiltily and hides on the balcony, waving at him. Minho sighs despairingly as he walked towards the door, smiling bashfully as a furious Mr Kim glared at him.
“Choi Minho. I believe I told you to-“
“My lines Mr Kim.” He says as he dumps the papers into the teacher’s hands.
He walks out of the classroom, pleased with himself, and was not surprised as Jonghyun stood waiting for him at the main gate.
Who knows what would happen.
A/N How was it? -nervous- AAHAH anyone spot the obvious twilight quote? -slaps self- yea. I’m just lame. Like that. Hehe. Thank you for reading! Please comment <3
Rating: Nc-17
Summary: Minho meets his predator again, this time in an unexpected place
Warning: School AU, vamp Jjong.
1: Beautiful 2: Satisfaction
a/n : I’m so sorry, I’ve been taking so long !I was sick for the last week and I didn’t write or go on livejournal, except for commenting on a few entries. I need to update my chaptered fic too omg. I hope you guys enjoy this, I guess its better than the previous one (i hope) there might be loads of grammer errors though, so beware!!!
ps. another obvious quote from one of the most famous vampire series around (cough)
Minho stares blankly at the clock at the top of the teacher’s desk. A few weeks had past, yet there still were no signs of the creature’s reappearance. He drums his pencil on the desk lightly, listening as his teacher droned on and on about new schedules for the start of the term.
“Your blood’s too delicious for us not to meet, Minho.”
A flashback on Jonghyun’s voice made his spine tingle as memories of that night rushed into his brain. He shakes his head lightly, and concentrates on the teacher.
“I’m also very happy to introduce a new student to our class this term!!” Gasps and clouds of discussion erupted within in the class. Mr. Kim clears his throat, dissolving any dialogue.
“You can come in.”
“Oh.my.god!!!”
“He’s- he’s- he’s….’
“He’s soooo hot!!!!”
Picking up the girls’ squeals and fangirling, he casts his eyes towards the teacher.
Fuck.
Tight black jeans, a messy navy shirt, laced black boots and a telling blonde fringe was enough to make Minho fall out of his chair. Literally.
“Hi, I’m Kim Jonghyun. Please take care of me!!”
Jonghyun beams at him cheerfully from the teacher’s desk, his smile radiating warmth, despite the creature that he was. Minho breaks their eye contact, focusing on the new carpeted flooring as Mr. Kim rattled on about how they should treat a new student properly. He was so focused that he missed the teacher asking the class about who would show Jonghyun around, that he had to fling his hand up at the last moment.
“Thank you, Taemin. Jonghyun, can you please sit next to Taemin over there?”
Minho watches in a mixture of despair and anger as Jonghyun willingly glides over to the red head’s desk, saying ‘hi’ to Taemin in a friendly manner.
By lunchtime, he was thoroughly frustrated.
Jonghyun hadn’t spoke a word to him, hardly even noticing his presence. He and Taemin sure were bonding together pretty quickly, the redhead showing him around the school, walking him to classes and setting his locker code for him. Jonghyun’s appearance seemed to have caused a pandemic around the school, with nearly every boy and girl catching the ‘Jonghyun disease’. It seems as if no one had noticed that Jonghyun’s skin was abnormally pale and smooth, that the way he moved and talked was inhumane, and devastatingly beautiful.
He chews on his beef sandwich harshly, sitting on the bleachers as he watched the team fool around, rolling around like bowling pins, when something distracted him.
Taemin and Jonghyun were having lunch together at the steps, the blonde’s eyes twinkling like that night as he chatted with Taemin, their arms carrying a tray of lunch.
And I thought vampires don’t eat.
He grunts as a worn out football knocked him square on the head, ready to glare at whoever had distracted him from his inner fury. Eunhyuk calls out to him on the field, motioning him to pass the ball back.
He stole a glance at Taemin, and a perfect idea came to mind.
“Choi Minho, I am very disappointed in you.” His football coach huffed as they waited outside the Principal’s office.
“Come in.”
They entered the room. Minho gulps, clenching his fists as he manages eye contact with the cold eyed principal. She gestured for him to sit down, her eyes unwavering.
“Well, I believe I’m waiting for an explanation.” She crosses her arms tightly.
“It…it was a mistake. I was going to throw the ball back to Eunhyuk-hyung, but I..I missed.” He blinks rapidly “It was an accident.”
“Do you think that I would believe that our school’s best player could miss a throw? I think not. Detention today with your homeroom tutor, and a week off the team. Leave.”
“But Mrs. Park! Minho’s one of the team’s best players, we can’t-“
‘Didn’t you guys win some match a few weeks ago? There won’t be a match soon, coach. You should worry about disciplining your players instead.”
Somehow, detention didn’t seem scary at all, despite his clean record. Minho smiles secretly as he remembers Taemin’s face when the ball was aimed at him. Scared, helpless and- well, spaghetti covered. He chuckles as he copies the line ‘I will not miss a throw again’ onto lined paper over and over again. Mr Kim throws him a odd look at his outburst and returns to his paperwork. He was the only student in the detention room. Awkward.
“Minho.”
“Y-yes Mr Kim?”
“I trust you to manage yourself. I’ll be going over to block 3 to photocopy some sheets. Behave.” Minho nods eagerly as the teacher makes his leave.
He groans as the point of his pencil breaks, and reaches down into his school bag to find his sharpener.
Wait.
Since when was his sharpener cold, soft and blonde?
“Jonghyun.” He breathes.
The blonde was kneeling against his desk, gazing down at his work silently. Minho reaches out to touch his cold chin, turning it towards him before it was slapped away playfully.
“Someone was jealous.” Jonghyun smirks as he plays with Minho’s long fingers, sending chills up his arm.
“H-he was all over you.”
“And now he’s in the nurse office being cooed over and you’re in detention. Very smart.”
Minho smiles at him sarcastically.
“Why are you here?”
“What do you mean? Here, Here, or here?” Jonghyun replies, his honey coated voice clotting Minho’s arteries for a second.
“W-hhy are you in this school?”
“Because. I wanted to.”
The blonde mummers as he runs his hand up Minho’s legs.
“…Yea?” the taller shudders as the hand travels across his thigh.
“And I read something. That I wanted to tell you.”
“Wh-“
Minho’s question was left alone as Jonghyun grabs his neck and pulls him down for a kiss, his wet tongue dipping into Minho’s mouth, earning a soft moan from the other. He nibbles on his lower lip, licking the roof of Minho’s mouth as he proceeds to pierce the inner area of the brunettes lips, gasping as streaks of fresh blood found their way into his mouth.
Minho gently urges Jonghyun onto his lap, which the blonde declined silently by unbuttoning his school pants. He groans as the other played with the elastic band of his boxers, and whimpers as a cold hand wraps itself around his arousal, pumping is gently. Jonghyun plants a kiss on his earlobe, licking his cartilage before whispering huskily into his ear.
“About three things, I am absolutely positive.”
He then kisses down Minho’s collarbones, tracing the outline of his chest through his shirt as he smiles at him gleefully.
“Minho-yah.”
“Yea’ he croaks. It was extremely difficult for him to put together a sentence while this vampire was touching him.
“You better be quite.”
“-“
His question was answered as a pair of moist lips brushed against his shaft teasingly, the other’s sleek tongue peeking out for a few experimental licks before engulfing his dick into its mouth.
Minho didn’t know what to be amazed about, the fact that he was getting blowed in the detention room, or that he was getting blowed by a vampire, who was supposed to be disintegrating, being exposed to direct sunlight and having eaten garlic bread for lunch.
His hands fly up to muffle his moans as Jonghyun swipes his tongue across the slit, swirling it skillfully up and down his dick before he reached up again.
“Firstly, Minho is a human.”
“I..Ngh.” Minho groans as Jonghyun’s cold fingers pinch his inner thighs, fondling with his balls before wrapping his lips around his shaft again, humming an irrelevant lullaby that sent sparks of pleasure right up into Minho’s brain. He pushes his dick deeper into Jonghyun’s eager mouth, moaning as the vampire’s fangs grazed the head each time the other changed position.
“Secondly, there was a part of him, which I don’t know how potent that part may be, that longed for me to drink his blood.”
Jonghyun whispers as he taps his tongue along Minho’s neck rhythmically before the other pushes him down again to his knees, fucking his mouth when he couldn’t bear to wait anymore.
Jonghyun moans as saliva dribbles out from the corners of his cherry lips, his eyes darkening as he takes the upper hand again by sucking hard on the tip, pleased by the combinations of muffled moans and whimpers that Minho was unsuccessfully trying to surpress
“Shhh…” the blonde mumbles “the teacher might be back soon…Finish yourself Minho-yah.” Minho obeys and pumps his own cock in a steady pace as Jonghyun marks his neck diligently, sucking on his bobbing Adam’s apple.
He groans when older settles snugly onto his lap, slinking his arms around his neck to pull him in for a wet kiss, their tongues sliding across each other leisurely. Jonghyun moans when Minho deepens the kiss, pushing him over so that he was nearly hitting the desk. He tangles his fingers into Minho’s long curls as the other reaches his high, spilling all over his boxers and Jonghyun’s new school pants.
Jonghyun giggles as he helps him to clean up and Minho swears he’s never seen anyone as beautiful as him. Minho chuckles satisfactorily, wrapping his arms tightly around the vampire’s thin waist and pulling him close for a hug, the only thing that reminded him of what the other was being his cold body
“Thirdly…”
“Hmm.”
“I am unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him....and his blood, of course.” Jonghyun finishes as he pecks Minho’s lips lightly.
“What book have you been reading?”
“Dunno. Sparkling night creatures? Forgot.”
A rattle from the doorknob distracted them.
“You locked the door?” Jonghyun smiles guiltily and hides on the balcony, waving at him. Minho sighs despairingly as he walked towards the door, smiling bashfully as a furious Mr Kim glared at him.
“Choi Minho. I believe I told you to-“
“My lines Mr Kim.” He says as he dumps the papers into the teacher’s hands.
He walks out of the classroom, pleased with himself, and was not surprised as Jonghyun stood waiting for him at the main gate.
Who knows what would happen.
A/N How was it? -nervous- AAHAH anyone spot the obvious twilight quote? -slaps self- yea. I’m just lame. Like that. Hehe. Thank you for reading! Please comment <3