A Matter of Lazy Mornings (Drabble)
Pairing: domestic!JongKeyHyun
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, Fluff
Summary: Fill for this prompt over at jongkeykink.
It isn’t often that they get to laze around in bed for the better part of the day so Kibum intends to make the most of it.
WARNING: This one's smutty. Fluffy smut, as per usual with me this verse.
A/N: This takes place the morning after A Matter of Change but can definitely be read alone. All you need to know is that they just moved. I liked the prompt and I couldn't help but use this verse for the fill. I hope that's okay. Because we all miss the dinopup and this cheers me up. And thighs. Yes.
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When Kibum wakes up, he is a little confused by the cool air that sweeps over his skin. He’s naked, that much is obvious, but the lack of sheets covering him up is what has him frowning - until he remembers. The previous night, more specifically. They had only managed to find one of their old bed sheets, now too small for their new bed, amongst the pile of boxes before giving up and making do. Said bed sheet is now only covering part of his waist and one of his legs, and Kibum is about to reach down and fix that when a head pokes into the bedroom’s doorway.
“You’re awake,” Jonghyun says lightly, stepping inside. Kibum simply hums as he rubs the sleep out of his eyes and runs a hand through his bed hair. When he opens them, he’s forced to squint in the daylight and even though he may not have his glasses or contacts on, he’s pretty sure the pyjama pants Jonghyun is wearing are actually his and that Jonghyun is openly ogling him.
So, he beckons him over and Jonghyun wastes no time leaning over the side of the mattress to kiss him good morning.
“How long have you been up?” Kibum asks when Jonghyun pulls back to breathe against his lips. The hand that had slid to the back of his head combs through the dark strands there, in a way Kibum knows the other likes. Kibum considers it a small payback, of sorts, for letting him sleep in; he’d been working hard lately in an effort to have a bit of a lighter schedule after their move.
“About an hour or two,” Jonghyun tells him, crawling closer on his knees. Kibum settles back into the mattress and Jonghyun slithers up to his side with a wide smile, tangling their legs. “I was unpacking some boxes.”
“Good boy,” Kibum tells him, bopping him on the nose with a finger because Jonghyun reminds him of an excited, eager puppy at the moment. He is decidedly much more of a morning person than Kibum.
Jonghyun catches his finger and bites it teasingly, growling low in his throat. Kibum chuckles at it all, shaking his head at the man before him. Jonghyun simply proceeds to cup his cheek, tilt his head and kiss him again.
His breath is minty, fresh, and it prickles Kibum’s nose when he breathes it in but that doesn’t stop him from reciprocating. It isn’t often that they get to laze around in bed for the better part of the day so Kibum intends to make the most of it. It’s also a good way to distract himself from the mountain of boxes awaiting them one floor down; he’d been adamant about getting everything unpacked as quickly as possible but that was before he’d discovered just how comfortable their new mattress was. And before Jonghyun had coaxed his mouth open with skilled lips and a warm tongue.
Kibum complies easily and a little sleepily, but Jonghyun seems to be one step ahead already with how his thigh presses down in between Kibum’s. Kibum can feel him, snug against his hip, and while he isn’t exactly hard yet he’s well on his way there.
“I’m starting to think you let me sleep in as a way to gain some favours,” Kibum jokes after pulling away, Jonghyun going on to lay kisses down his neck.
“What? No,” Jonghyun speaks into his skin before rising onto his elbows to look at him properly. “I did it for you,” he teases back, complete with an exaggerated frown and an overly concerned expression.
Kibum is still chuckling when Jonghyun touches their lips once more. The elder sort of sighs into their lip-lock when Kibum’s hand flitters down to the front of his pants, only to gasp when Kibum suddenly palms him in earnest.
“But I won’t object to favours,” he says breathlessly. Kibum gives into a smile, part pleased and part amused, as he reaches into the slit in the front of the fabric to pull him out and stroke him. Jonghyun grows hard quickly with the help of his touch.
Jonghyun’s kiss becomes increasingly breathy, lips and tongue less responsive, making for a bit of a messy kiss considering Kibum’s lips are still twisted into a smile. Kibum enjoys having the other like this. He’s especially fond of the soft, aborted moans Jonghyun makes deep in his throat and his long, shaky exhales against his cheek. It’s always nice to know he’s making him feel good, which is exactly what he plans to keep doing.
Kibum keeps stroking him, easy and slow, as Jonghyun leans into him, letting the head of his cock touch and rub over Kibum’s skin. It’s hot and slick where it pokes his thighs and stomach, dragging easily across his skin and leaving trails of pre-cum.
Kibum kisses him hard when he feels Jonghyun try to pull away as he grows more and more breathless. Kibum is intent on drawing this out, loving the way the other is so affected by it. Still, Jonghyun pulls back forcefully some time later, dropping his forehead to Kibum’s shoulder when the slow, circular grinding motion he’d started on Kibum’s thigh got the better of him.
“You know,” he speaks lowly, panting the words, and it makes Kibum feel all kinds of proud and cocky that he can make Jonghyun like this without even breaking a sweat, “the lube is right there.”
Kibum understands at once what Jonghyun means by that, and as much as he’s enjoying keeping things lazy he can’t deny wanting it, too.
Jonghyun pushes himself onto his knees so that he’s squatting over one of Kibum’s legs and pushes off the sheet that was still covering half of Kibum’s lower body. Kibum stretches an arm and fumbles around for the lube on the floor to the side of the bed while Jonghyun runs his hands up his thighs in a very distracting manner. He hands Jonghyun the lube when he finds it and Jonghyun squeezes some out onto his palm without further ado and proceeds to slick Kibum’s hard length up. Jonghyun still has a hand on the inside of his thigh to hold it open and shamelessly watches Kibum. It’s the kind of stare that used to make him feel a little too bare, a little too exposed when they had first started being intimate. With time he grew to love it, although it still makes him feel weak in the knees. It’s the kind of look that grounds him, that reminds him they have nothing left to hide.
Jonghyun’s gaze changes then, as though clouded by thoughts. Jonghyun quickly lets go of him to pour more lube into his hand, only this time he smears it over the inside of his thigh. Kibum lifts himself on to his elbows in question, but it all becomes very clear when Jonghyun raises his eyes from his task to grant Kibum a heady look and a tilted smile. He leans in quickly, forcing Kibum’s legs to fold by his chest, to kiss him as though to persuade him. It’s not that Kibum usually minds doing this, it’s just that he usually prefers more mutually-pleasing… positions. Jonghyun is lucky Kibum is in a selfless mood, and Kibum lets him know by nipping at his thick lower lip before pushing his chest back.
When Kibum is wet enough, Jonghyun pulls his legs up by his shoulder and Kibum crosses them. Jonghyun slides himself into the dip between his thighs and drops a peck to his calf that Kibum tries and fails not to grin at.
Kibum lowers his head onto the mattress again, knowing full well that Jonghyun’s eyes are still on him. He tilts his head to the side, stretching his neck and showing off a faint bruise beneath his jawbone, a remnant of the previous day. He smirks knowingly when he feels Jonghyun thrust harder at that, their skin smacking loudly.
Kibum grabs the edge of the mattress above his head to keep from sliding off when Jonghyun quickens the pace afterwards. He can’t hide his smirk after that; it’s all too pleasing to know that he can push Jonghyun’s buttons so easily. After spending most of their lives in a very popular boyband, leaving visible love-marks on pale skin has become a bit of a fetish for the both of them, even more so for Jonghyun.
Kibum tenses the muscles in his thighs and Jonghyun outright groans. “I’m not going to last,” he mutters, eyelids falling shut. The steady slide against his skin is also doing funny things to Kibum - he’s always been sensitive in the area of his inner thighs. Kibum doesn’t touch himself, though, only holds Jonghyun’s gaze when the elder bites down into his calf. It’s a bit painful, but Kibum knows that just means Jonghyun is almost at his limit.
Surely enough, a few thrusts later Jonghyun moans out and Kibum doesn’t relieve the pressure, not until he’s done. Only then does he let his legs fall, Jonghyun’s release trickling down his thighs. He catches a few stray droplets with his fingers, all the while studied by a slightly panting Jonghyun.
“I don’t want to stain the mattress,” he explains, wiping his sticky fingers over his stomach. Jonghyun follows Kibum’s fingers with a faraway look in his eyes and Kibum has an inkling he didn’t understand a word he just said. So, he reaches forward to hold Jonghyun’s chin up and finally catch his attention.
“Shower?” is all he says, amused. Jonghyun nods hastily, picking up the lube and leading the way to the bathroom.
|| A Matter of Wonder
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, Fluff
Summary: Fill for this prompt over at jongkeykink.
It isn’t often that they get to laze around in bed for the better part of the day so Kibum intends to make the most of it.
WARNING: This one's smutty. Fluffy smut, as per usual with me this verse.
A/N: This takes place the morning after A Matter of Change but can definitely be read alone. All you need to know is that they just moved. I liked the prompt and I couldn't help but use this verse for the fill. I hope that's okay. Because we all miss the dinopup and this cheers me up. And thighs. Yes.
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When Kibum wakes up, he is a little confused by the cool air that sweeps over his skin. He’s naked, that much is obvious, but the lack of sheets covering him up is what has him frowning - until he remembers. The previous night, more specifically. They had only managed to find one of their old bed sheets, now too small for their new bed, amongst the pile of boxes before giving up and making do. Said bed sheet is now only covering part of his waist and one of his legs, and Kibum is about to reach down and fix that when a head pokes into the bedroom’s doorway.
“You’re awake,” Jonghyun says lightly, stepping inside. Kibum simply hums as he rubs the sleep out of his eyes and runs a hand through his bed hair. When he opens them, he’s forced to squint in the daylight and even though he may not have his glasses or contacts on, he’s pretty sure the pyjama pants Jonghyun is wearing are actually his and that Jonghyun is openly ogling him.
So, he beckons him over and Jonghyun wastes no time leaning over the side of the mattress to kiss him good morning.
“How long have you been up?” Kibum asks when Jonghyun pulls back to breathe against his lips. The hand that had slid to the back of his head combs through the dark strands there, in a way Kibum knows the other likes. Kibum considers it a small payback, of sorts, for letting him sleep in; he’d been working hard lately in an effort to have a bit of a lighter schedule after their move.
“About an hour or two,” Jonghyun tells him, crawling closer on his knees. Kibum settles back into the mattress and Jonghyun slithers up to his side with a wide smile, tangling their legs. “I was unpacking some boxes.”
“Good boy,” Kibum tells him, bopping him on the nose with a finger because Jonghyun reminds him of an excited, eager puppy at the moment. He is decidedly much more of a morning person than Kibum.
Jonghyun catches his finger and bites it teasingly, growling low in his throat. Kibum chuckles at it all, shaking his head at the man before him. Jonghyun simply proceeds to cup his cheek, tilt his head and kiss him again.
His breath is minty, fresh, and it prickles Kibum’s nose when he breathes it in but that doesn’t stop him from reciprocating. It isn’t often that they get to laze around in bed for the better part of the day so Kibum intends to make the most of it. It’s also a good way to distract himself from the mountain of boxes awaiting them one floor down; he’d been adamant about getting everything unpacked as quickly as possible but that was before he’d discovered just how comfortable their new mattress was. And before Jonghyun had coaxed his mouth open with skilled lips and a warm tongue.
Kibum complies easily and a little sleepily, but Jonghyun seems to be one step ahead already with how his thigh presses down in between Kibum’s. Kibum can feel him, snug against his hip, and while he isn’t exactly hard yet he’s well on his way there.
“I’m starting to think you let me sleep in as a way to gain some favours,” Kibum jokes after pulling away, Jonghyun going on to lay kisses down his neck.
“What? No,” Jonghyun speaks into his skin before rising onto his elbows to look at him properly. “I did it for you,” he teases back, complete with an exaggerated frown and an overly concerned expression.
Kibum is still chuckling when Jonghyun touches their lips once more. The elder sort of sighs into their lip-lock when Kibum’s hand flitters down to the front of his pants, only to gasp when Kibum suddenly palms him in earnest.
“But I won’t object to favours,” he says breathlessly. Kibum gives into a smile, part pleased and part amused, as he reaches into the slit in the front of the fabric to pull him out and stroke him. Jonghyun grows hard quickly with the help of his touch.
Jonghyun’s kiss becomes increasingly breathy, lips and tongue less responsive, making for a bit of a messy kiss considering Kibum’s lips are still twisted into a smile. Kibum enjoys having the other like this. He’s especially fond of the soft, aborted moans Jonghyun makes deep in his throat and his long, shaky exhales against his cheek. It’s always nice to know he’s making him feel good, which is exactly what he plans to keep doing.
Kibum keeps stroking him, easy and slow, as Jonghyun leans into him, letting the head of his cock touch and rub over Kibum’s skin. It’s hot and slick where it pokes his thighs and stomach, dragging easily across his skin and leaving trails of pre-cum.
Kibum kisses him hard when he feels Jonghyun try to pull away as he grows more and more breathless. Kibum is intent on drawing this out, loving the way the other is so affected by it. Still, Jonghyun pulls back forcefully some time later, dropping his forehead to Kibum’s shoulder when the slow, circular grinding motion he’d started on Kibum’s thigh got the better of him.
“You know,” he speaks lowly, panting the words, and it makes Kibum feel all kinds of proud and cocky that he can make Jonghyun like this without even breaking a sweat, “the lube is right there.”
Kibum understands at once what Jonghyun means by that, and as much as he’s enjoying keeping things lazy he can’t deny wanting it, too.
Jonghyun pushes himself onto his knees so that he’s squatting over one of Kibum’s legs and pushes off the sheet that was still covering half of Kibum’s lower body. Kibum stretches an arm and fumbles around for the lube on the floor to the side of the bed while Jonghyun runs his hands up his thighs in a very distracting manner. He hands Jonghyun the lube when he finds it and Jonghyun squeezes some out onto his palm without further ado and proceeds to slick Kibum’s hard length up. Jonghyun still has a hand on the inside of his thigh to hold it open and shamelessly watches Kibum. It’s the kind of stare that used to make him feel a little too bare, a little too exposed when they had first started being intimate. With time he grew to love it, although it still makes him feel weak in the knees. It’s the kind of look that grounds him, that reminds him they have nothing left to hide.
Jonghyun’s gaze changes then, as though clouded by thoughts. Jonghyun quickly lets go of him to pour more lube into his hand, only this time he smears it over the inside of his thigh. Kibum lifts himself on to his elbows in question, but it all becomes very clear when Jonghyun raises his eyes from his task to grant Kibum a heady look and a tilted smile. He leans in quickly, forcing Kibum’s legs to fold by his chest, to kiss him as though to persuade him. It’s not that Kibum usually minds doing this, it’s just that he usually prefers more mutually-pleasing… positions. Jonghyun is lucky Kibum is in a selfless mood, and Kibum lets him know by nipping at his thick lower lip before pushing his chest back.
When Kibum is wet enough, Jonghyun pulls his legs up by his shoulder and Kibum crosses them. Jonghyun slides himself into the dip between his thighs and drops a peck to his calf that Kibum tries and fails not to grin at.
Kibum lowers his head onto the mattress again, knowing full well that Jonghyun’s eyes are still on him. He tilts his head to the side, stretching his neck and showing off a faint bruise beneath his jawbone, a remnant of the previous day. He smirks knowingly when he feels Jonghyun thrust harder at that, their skin smacking loudly.
Kibum grabs the edge of the mattress above his head to keep from sliding off when Jonghyun quickens the pace afterwards. He can’t hide his smirk after that; it’s all too pleasing to know that he can push Jonghyun’s buttons so easily. After spending most of their lives in a very popular boyband, leaving visible love-marks on pale skin has become a bit of a fetish for the both of them, even more so for Jonghyun.
Kibum tenses the muscles in his thighs and Jonghyun outright groans. “I’m not going to last,” he mutters, eyelids falling shut. The steady slide against his skin is also doing funny things to Kibum - he’s always been sensitive in the area of his inner thighs. Kibum doesn’t touch himself, though, only holds Jonghyun’s gaze when the elder bites down into his calf. It’s a bit painful, but Kibum knows that just means Jonghyun is almost at his limit.
Surely enough, a few thrusts later Jonghyun moans out and Kibum doesn’t relieve the pressure, not until he’s done. Only then does he let his legs fall, Jonghyun’s release trickling down his thighs. He catches a few stray droplets with his fingers, all the while studied by a slightly panting Jonghyun.
“I don’t want to stain the mattress,” he explains, wiping his sticky fingers over his stomach. Jonghyun follows Kibum’s fingers with a faraway look in his eyes and Kibum has an inkling he didn’t understand a word he just said. So, he reaches forward to hold Jonghyun’s chin up and finally catch his attention.
“Shower?” is all he says, amused. Jonghyun nods hastily, picking up the lube and leading the way to the bathroom.
|| A Matter of Wonder