MES PREMIERES. Pt.2. Chapter Five.

[joycekeewy]

Finally.

Finally he was able to be with his yeobo. Gosh how I miss him. But just going back to him would not do. He had a plan. Make Jonghyun lust like crazy for him, have sex like monkeys and then take a good day of just taking a good all-day-long-sleep well deserved.

And he knew how to do it.

First, not tell Jonghyun that the plane was arriving at 7 pm instead of 8. So that poor baby Jjong would wait for him a good boring hour at the airport. He’s gonna be so pissed *grin* .

Second, he needed to be well clothed. Sexy but casual. Just so that he could make Jonghyun drool without looking like it was planned. These would do. A simple long sleeved shirt, loose on the shoulder to show some skin, a pair of white Converse and one of his male shorts from his new collection. These one were not far from women’s. Just the good amount of shortness, of tightness, of sexiness. The whole not looking like a man who wore his girlfriend’s short. Just long enough to be seen under his long shirt. Yes, Kim Key Kibum could and had designed that.

With the sunny weather right now in Seoul this outfit was perfect. Just add the good shades and the hairdo and Melt Jonghyunnie boy, melt. Poor gGod had no escape.

As expected a very pissed Jonghyun was waiting for him at the airport. He had not been very far from the arrival’s exit when,

“What the Hell Kim Kibum do you know for how many time I was waiting ? Your plane was arriving an hour later. And I checked, I am Not the one who misread the hour you told me. I was here 30 minutes before to make sure you did not have to wait for me.”

“Hello to you too Jjong.” Yes, Just like that. Act as if you don’t care and make him flame a bit kkk.

“Oh don’t start okay !? You’re not even trying to find an excuse ?”

“I thought you’ll be late. You usually are.”

“Well this time I was Not.” He exhaled. “Just ... Pick your bag and let’s go ohn !?”

“I have none, only my handbag. I’m here for two days, no need to have one.” And I don’t plan on doing any work except working on this yummy body of yours baby.

“Okay. Let’s go then.”

“You’re not even going to kiss me ?” He made a pouty face.

“Nah. I’m sulking right now.”

That’s what you think Jjongie bear.

Everything was going like planned. Key proposed they go eating at a restaurant since he was too tired to cook for tonight.

“I missed Korean ramyeon. I want some hot and spicy kimchi and ramyeon like, right now!”

Jonghyun found nothing to object. Plus he was still sulking. See if you last long doing that baby.

Next step of the plan was to tease the other to no extent. That’s why he chose to wear that short. He just knew Jonghyun had a thing for his thighs. Maybe it came from the fact that except from his brows and head he had no hair on his body, and never had had. Thus saying he had a baby-smooth skin was nowhere near a lie. Not that it had anything to do with all the skin-cosmetics he used, no one thing.

It went pretty well.

“Driver-ssi, how long before we reach the restaurant ?”

“At least half an hour sir.”

Perfect. “Thanks ahjussi.” Let’s get started.

He removed his shoes and started to massage his legs lightly. Jonghyun was still not paying any attention - well, trying not to - and looking outside the window.

Meanwhile Kibum started to moan just a little. Loud enough for only Jonghyun to hear. Quiet enough to seem like he wasn’t doing it on purpose. That must have reached the older’s psyche since he turned his head to look at Key.

And he saw exactly what Key wanted him to see. A very, very gorgeous man, back against the cab’s seat, one leg crossed on top of the other and massaging it sexily. Shirt hanging loose on one shoulder and showing just enough of skin to want to reach and touch it. Back arching just the good amount, lips slightly parted and moans slipping from there.

If Kibum was looking he would have seen Jonghyun swallow the lump he did not knew was in his throat. But no need for that, he knew just perfectly what could arouse his four-year-long companion. And he was no wrong.

“Ahem.”

“Moan.”

“Kib- ... Ahem. Bummie ?”

“Hun ?” He answered as if startled, like he had not been sensing Jonghyun’s gaze on him.

“You sore ?”

“Eh ?” He looked around him as if searching a clue for what Jjong could have been talking about. “Ah, yes. A little. That was an awful week and all the waiting to board at the airport and the sitting in the plane, ugh. I could not even sleep there were children blabling near me.”

Well, that was not entirely true, he did sleep in the plane. Enough to be able to stand a good night of ... you know what /wink. But no one would tell his yeobo that so no problem.

“Ohh.” Jonghyun nodded.

Kibum just resumed his motions on his thighs. Lowering his leg, he changed the leg that was on top of the other. Palpating and caressing his leg, he moaned again.

“Mmm, so good.”

Even without looking he heard Jonghyun swallowing. He chuckled internally. After only a minute,

“Baby ?”

Ohh, so now it’s baby again ? no more sulking now yes ? You softie.

“Yes babe ?” He breathed.

“Want me to do that for you ?”

At that Kibum arched a brow in feigned surprise.

“You know ...” Jonghyun said motioning to his lap, “Just lay your legs here I’ll do it.”

“If you like.” He shrugged. He thought he’d heard Jonghyun say something like “Oh yes I like!” but he was not so sure.

“As you like.” He shrugged. Gotcha.

Key shifted, back facing the car’s window, feet on Jonghyun’s lap and just relaxed. Never mind the car’s door’s angles jabbing his back.

While Jonghyun did wonders on him, he just laid there moaning. Where did he learn that ? I didn’t knew you improved your skills so much Jjong.

The older had started from his shins and was going up and up. The upper he was palpating, the slightly louder Key was moaning.

Jonghyun’s hands were now inside his shorts and the moans had now been joined by small gasps. His fingertips were now an inch away from his boxer brief, brushing his innerthighs in promising ways. He decided if he wanted to really have an amazing night, he had to stop Jonghyun. He snapped his eyes open and,

“Omo, we’re already here.” He said, removing abruptly his legs from Jonghyun’s lap. Waking the other from his trance, eyes half lidded and liking his lips.

“Uh ?” Jonghyun said dumbly. This guy really.

“Have to wear my shoes, we’re already here.”

“Oh. Okay.” He replied, blinking rapidly and shaking his head as if to shake away the fog that sure had been clouding his brain by now.

“This is it.”

“Oh, thanks Ahjussi.” Kibum said, bowing a little. He turned to face Jonghyun, he cupped his face and said

“Thanks baby I feel better now. Let’s go, I’m so~ hungry!” gave him a peck and the second after he was out of the cab bowing properly at the driver.

Jonghyun, a bit dazed, just paid the driver and went out too. He hadn’t even paid any attention to how much he gave the man. His eyes were trained on his Bummie’s legs, advancing towards the restaurant’s door.

“Damn snap out of it Jonghyun, you were supposed to be sulking for god’s sake.” He said, and slapped his own face twice before following that pair of legs inside the restaurant.

Let’s say that the fog clouding him did not really left. Not to count the tingle feeling that seemed to have a life of its own under the skin of his hands. The sensation of Kibum’s body still lingering there.

Key had been waiting him inside. As soon as he saw him and during all the time the restaurant’s host has been taking their order and leading them to a table, Kibum had nuzzled his left side and was running his fingers on his back and the slight curve between his lower back and his bum.

Jonghyun, with Kibum under his shoulder and his hand on Kibum’s left hip could only clench the fabric of the shirt on top of it. Key seemingly not taking the hint to stop, continued to ‘innocently’ tease the other. He knew Jonghyun arousing was just growing and growing. And that’s exactly what he wanted to happen.

Kibum was all over him all dinner long. Be it laying a napkin on Jjong’s lap, aka brushing his crotch as much as he could. Or removing again his shoes under the table and tracing Jonghyun’s legs with his toes oh so sexily. When Jonghyun couldn’t take it anymore he asked Key to come and sit next to him.

Still wearing that mask of pure - fake - innocence, the younger shrugged and did as he was told. First their thighs were brushing and soon Kibum had his thigh on top of Jjong’s. By that time Jonghyun had no will to fight anymore and just went with the flow. Caressing said thigh, feeding his Bummie and kissing away the stain of kimchi sauce at the corner of his lips.

“Thought you didn’t wanted to kiss me.” Key said with a small smirk of his own.

“You know I can’t resist you. Plus I know you planned this you fox thing.”

Kibum only chuckled and leaned to give a small kiss to Jonghyun. Who, as it seemed, had decided a small kiss won’t be enough.

By the time they had finished eating, they had the host call a cab for them. Kibum particularly liked that restaurant because of the good food. Healthy at that. But also because they were very caring of their customers. They also had a partnership with a cab agency so it was easier to have a cab, a thing you can’t really expect in busy nights in Seoul city.

They decided to wait for the cab outside, taking the cool air a bit. With all the spice that the kimchi had, and also their little games, needless to say they were a bit heated.

In front of the restaurant, back pressed to Jonghyun’s chest in a backhug, Key could sense something hard pressed against his lower back.

“Baby ?”

“Hm ?”

“What do we have down there ?”

“Oh.” Kibum sensed the rumble of Jonghyun’s silent laugh with his back pressed against his chest. “You feel that ?”

“Oh yes! Raptorsaurus is awake.”

“Well, we have to get home soon.”

It was Kibum’s turn to chuckle, a smirk on his face, “Will you be able to wait ?”

“Let’s hope the taxi’s fast yeah !?” he said nibbling at Key’s neck and swaying them from one side to the other.

“I’m not sure you’ll survive these 15 minutes Jjong baby.”

“Hmm,” Jjong hummed, “not sure I can control Raptor that long.”

Fortunately the cab arrived and they were in. Doing all they could not to touch the other on places that would drawn too loud sounds from him.

How they paid they driver, entered the building’s code, got the floor right in the elevator and entered the flat was a total mystery. The thing is, teasing Jonghyun all this time long had not left Key as unmoved as he had thought.

One thing he remembered was seeing himself in the elevator’s mirror, one hand in Jonghyun’s hair and the other around his shoulder. Jonghyun doing wonders on that sensitive place below his ear and him gasping for dear life.

By the time they were out of the elevator he had his legs around Jonghyun’s waist and a minute later - or so, really, he could not tell - Jonghyun was grinding against him, sliding him up and down his front like there were no layer of clothes between them.

Before they reached the bedroom they had come once each, Kibum’s back still against the wall. As soon as Jonghyun had thrown him on top of their bed, they had had the clothes join the floor hastily. The older was now watching his Bummie - no, wait, scratch that - my sexy yummy amazing Key on the bed.

“C’mere.”

Jonghyun just let an animal-like groan before pouncing on all that skin displayed there for him.

That night, they beat their record of ‘How many times a night’. They had been at it rough, then slow, then teasingly, then full of love. And all over again. So exhausted that they really did fell asleep Jonghyun still buried in Kibum.

Only when he shifted a mere hour after did he slide out of his love. Said Kibum just groaned a little before quickly falling back asleep.

“Must be so exhausted, my poor baby.”

He just resumed their spooning position, lulled to sleep by the feel of Kibum’s silky strands against his fringertips.

“Sleep tight my love.”

Kibum slept so well, dreamt of pretty things and little Jjongies. Had he known maybe he would have worried a bit more.

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||| How was it ? Next chapter will be back in the present and Jjong in the room and Key under the covers and Ohmygod what will Jjong say when he'll know, knowing is commitment phobia ? I'm writing the chapter as I speak ;P
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