When Jonghyun returned home that day, he couldn’t help but watch the door next door, hoping that Gwiboon would step out again. But he knew she wouldn’t. Unlike in the morning, Gwiboon’s parents would be home now, and there would be kids and parents running around. And not many parents would want to see an almost-naked girl bending over to check the mail or whatever.
He climbs out of his car and walks up to his house, inserting the key into the lock and trying his best to eliminate the thoughts of the sixteen year old from his mind. There was an eleven year difference, for god’s sake! He should have been thinking about kids his age, not ones that weren’t even legal yet! He was sure that he could get any girl that possibly wanted with just a snap of his fingers.
What if Gwiboon was seducing him? What if she was trying to actually grab his attention in these very attention-grabbing outfits? Was she into him like he was into her? He couldn’t imagine that she would-that would make it very awkward for the two of them if her parents found out, but there must have been a reason why she stepped outside of her house at the exact time that he was off to go work. It couldn’t have been a coincidence. Jonghyun stepped out to his backyard and turned, watching the other house from the corner of his eye.
He sighed, getting his mail and settling down to a night of work, trying his best to keep from thinking about Kim Gwiboon from next door.
It was a Saturday. Jonghyun sat on his porch, still in his pajamas, thanking the gods that he lived on a sleepy street so that he wouldn’t have to deal with people pointing at him wearing only his jammies (they were comfortable, okay?). He smiled, sipping on his morning coffee, watching people go by-including a young boy on his bike, delivering the morning paper.
Jonghyun sat up and checked his watch-8:01. He tried rushing back into his house, but he heard the door opening. He turned his head and saw Gwiboon stepping out-this time in a robe. But when he looked at her legs, he knew that she was probably not wearing any shorts underneath that fluffy robe. She turned and their eyes locked, and her face lit up as she waved, beckoning him over with a cute “Jonghyun-oppa!”
Jonghun sat up slowly and walked over to the house with slow steps. Gwiboon smiled and brushed her brown hair over her shoulder, revealing a creamy, smooth collarbone. “My parents are away on business for the weekend,” she mumbled. Jonghyun raised an eyebrow. “And I wanted company.” She winks and Jonghyun gets hard… again.
Jonghyun swallows and nods and Gwiboon smirks. “Thanks, I’ve been wanting to talk to you for a while, now.” She closes the door behind him and Jonghyun steps into the house. She walks ahead and slips the robe off of her shoulders, and Jonghyun soon realizes that they aren’t going to be doing much talking, because as he suspected, she isn’t wearing any clothes.
He walks up to her and hugs her from behind, resting his hands on her breasts. She moans, throwing her head back so that it rests on Jonghyun’s shoulder, her eyes fluttering close. Jonghyun pinches her nipples and rubs them between his fingers, before cupping her breasts and running his hand down her sides, stopping at her hips. He uses his manly strength to turn her around, lean in, and steal her lips. She places her hands around his neck and tilts her head to get more of his mouth, and Jonghyun doesn’t think of anything-just of how hot Gwiboon is.
They part and Gwiboon pulls at the t-shirt he slept in, a crooked smile to her lips. Jonghyun slipped it off, revealing his abs from the years of working out before going to work or school. Gwiboon smirks, obviously liking what she sees, and she grabs his hand, pulling him onto the sofa. There isn’t a moment to loose-they kiss again, Jonghyun leading his hands down her naked body, admiring her curves with his hands. She pulls away, biting down hard on his lip, giving him a vixen stare.
She kisses his neck and Jonghyun straightens up when she puts her hand on his crotch, having noticed his growing erection. She smirks and pats it, whispering into his ear, “You must have wanted to talk to me, too.” Jonghyun smirks, leaning in and biting down on one of her nipples to signify ‘yes’. Gwiboon laughs and smashes their lips together yet again.
Jonghyun presses her down onto the couch and stands up to undo his pants and slip out of his boxers. “Oppa,” she begs, connecting their lips again as she gives him a fierce tug, his cock turning harder and harder by the second. “Oppa!” she calls again, half-opening her eyes. “Get in me.”
Jonghyun doesn’t think twice-and thrusts himself inside Gwiboon’s soaking core. She presses off the coach by the sudden intrusion, and Jonghyun swears-because Gwiboon is so damn tight. Jonghyun bites down on her nipples and she moans. “Jonghyun-oppa!” Her moans come out in choked, strangled groans and Jonghyun moves faster and faster inside of her, feeling his climax any time soon.
She grabs at his biceps and they kiss once more, their tongues mingling and exploring the other’s mouths. Gwiboon’s beautiful-and Jonghyun allows himself to ravish over exactly what he’s been imagining for the past few weeks, whenever she stepped out in nothing but her lingerie, the skimpier the better. Jonghyun thrusts in faster.
“Jonghyun!” she cries, her eyes rolling back, and Jonghyun climaxes seconds later.
She smirks, pulling them closer for a kiss, and Jonghyun doesn’t give a fuck about any eleven-year age difference.
writer here~ you're so welcome! the prompt caught my eye since i first read it, so i really needed to write it. plus het!jongkey does something for me.
When Jonghyun returned home that day, he couldn’t help but watch the door next door, hoping that Gwiboon would step out again. But he knew she wouldn’t. Unlike in the morning, Gwiboon’s parents would be home now, and there would be kids and parents running around. And not many parents would want to see an almost-naked girl bending over to check the mail or whatever.
He climbs out of his car and walks up to his house, inserting the key into the lock and trying his best to eliminate the thoughts of the sixteen year old from his mind. There was an eleven year difference, for god’s sake! He should have been thinking about kids his age, not ones that weren’t even legal yet! He was sure that he could get any girl that possibly wanted with just a snap of his fingers.
What if Gwiboon was seducing him? What if she was trying to actually grab his attention in these very attention-grabbing outfits? Was she into him like he was into her? He couldn’t imagine that she would-that would make it very awkward for the two of them if her parents found out, but there must have been a reason why she stepped outside of her house at the exact time that he was off to go work. It couldn’t have been a coincidence. Jonghyun stepped out to his backyard and turned, watching the other house from the corner of his eye.
He sighed, getting his mail and settling down to a night of work, trying his best to keep from thinking about Kim Gwiboon from next door.
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It was a Saturday. Jonghyun sat on his porch, still in his pajamas, thanking the gods that he lived on a sleepy street so that he wouldn’t have to deal with people pointing at him wearing only his jammies (they were comfortable, okay?). He smiled, sipping on his morning coffee, watching people go by-including a young boy on his bike, delivering the morning paper.
Jonghyun sat up and checked his watch-8:01. He tried rushing back into his house, but he heard the door opening. He turned his head and saw Gwiboon stepping out-this time in a robe. But when he looked at her legs, he knew that she was probably not wearing any shorts underneath that fluffy robe. She turned and their eyes locked, and her face lit up as she waved, beckoning him over with a cute “Jonghyun-oppa!”
Jonghun sat up slowly and walked over to the house with slow steps. Gwiboon smiled and brushed her brown hair over her shoulder, revealing a creamy, smooth collarbone. “My parents are away on business for the weekend,” she mumbled. Jonghyun raised an eyebrow. “And I wanted company.” She winks and Jonghyun gets hard… again.
Jonghyun swallows and nods and Gwiboon smirks. “Thanks, I’ve been wanting to talk to you for a while, now.” She closes the door behind him and Jonghyun steps into the house. She walks ahead and slips the robe off of her shoulders, and Jonghyun soon realizes that they aren’t going to be doing much talking, because as he suspected, she isn’t wearing any clothes.
He walks up to her and hugs her from behind, resting his hands on her breasts. She moans, throwing her head back so that it rests on Jonghyun’s shoulder, her eyes fluttering close. Jonghyun pinches her nipples and rubs them between his fingers, before cupping her breasts and running his hand down her sides, stopping at her hips. He uses his manly strength to turn her around, lean in, and steal her lips. She places her hands around his neck and tilts her head to get more of his mouth, and Jonghyun doesn’t think of anything-just of how hot Gwiboon is.
They part and Gwiboon pulls at the t-shirt he slept in, a crooked smile to her lips. Jonghyun slipped it off, revealing his abs from the years of working out before going to work or school. Gwiboon smirks, obviously liking what she sees, and she grabs his hand, pulling him onto the sofa. There isn’t a moment to loose-they kiss again, Jonghyun leading his hands down her naked body, admiring her curves with his hands. She pulls away, biting down hard on his lip, giving him a vixen stare.
She kisses his neck and Jonghyun straightens up when she puts her hand on his crotch, having noticed his growing erection. She smirks and pats it, whispering into his ear, “You must have wanted to talk to me, too.” Jonghyun smirks, leaning in and biting down on one of her nipples to signify ‘yes’. Gwiboon laughs and smashes their lips together yet again.
Jonghyun presses her down onto the couch and stands up to undo his pants and slip out of his boxers. “Oppa,” she begs, connecting their lips again as she gives him a fierce tug, his cock turning harder and harder by the second. “Oppa!” she calls again, half-opening her eyes. “Get in me.”
Jonghyun doesn’t think twice-and thrusts himself inside Gwiboon’s soaking core. She presses off the coach by the sudden intrusion, and Jonghyun swears-because Gwiboon is so damn tight. Jonghyun bites down on her nipples and she moans. “Jonghyun-oppa!” Her moans come out in choked, strangled groans and Jonghyun moves faster and faster inside of her, feeling his climax any time soon.
She grabs at his biceps and they kiss once more, their tongues mingling and exploring the other’s mouths. Gwiboon’s beautiful-and Jonghyun allows himself to ravish over exactly what he’s been imagining for the past few weeks, whenever she stepped out in nothing but her lingerie, the skimpier the better. Jonghyun thrusts in faster.
“Jonghyun!” she cries, her eyes rolling back, and Jonghyun climaxes seconds later.
She smirks, pulling them closer for a kiss, and Jonghyun doesn’t give a fuck about any eleven-year age difference.
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you're so welcome! the prompt caught my eye since i first read it, so i really needed to write it. plus het!jongkey does something for me.
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