In the Meantime, Part 15 (Drabble)
Pairing: college roommates!JongKey
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Fluff, Smut
Summary: Jonghyun's Saturday morning workout routine has its perks.
A/N: I just wanted some cuddly JongKey, but I guess Key's recent fashion inspired me.
( 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14)
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When Jonghyun made it back to the dorm after his usual Saturday morning workout, Kibum was just beginning to stir in their bed. He rubbed at his eyes when he noticed Jonghyun come in, his other hand mindlessly coming up to flatten his bed hair.
“’time’s it?” Kibum slurred, voice rough with sleep.
“Too early for you,” Jonghyun replied easily. Kibum stopped squirming at once, going still and burrowed back into his pillow. He mumbled something else that Jonghyun didn’t quite catch, but it sounded appreciative. Jonghyun dumped his training bag near his desk, silently weighing his options for the rest of the morning: he could get started on that essay that had been plaguing his mind all week or he could join his boyfriend in bed. Really, it wasn’t a dilemma at all. He quickly stripped out of his shirt, his pants and boxers following before making his way to the bed. Kibum gave a small groan when he climbed onto the bed and jostled him, but hummed contentedly when Jonghyun stretched out alongside him. Kibum then shuffled quietly towards him, draping himself over his chest and tucking his face into Jonghyun’s neck. Jonghyun planted a kiss to his hair, feeling Kibum’s relaxed weight settle into him. He made another throaty sound when Jonghyun wrapped an arm around him.
Jonghyun found himself chuckling softly. “You sound so groggy,” he spoke lowly, trying not to startle Kibum further, “more than usual. Had a late night?”
Now that Jonghyun thought of it, he couldn’t remember Kibum crawling into bed last night, meaning that he’d fallen asleep way before. Kibum mumbled something into his neck before tilting his head slightly so that his words were clearer. Jonghyun just managed to discern, “Working on a project.”
“I’ll let you sleep then,” and Jonghyun pressed his lips to his temple before attempting to untangle himself from the sheets.
“No,” Kibum muttered at once, louder, but with his eyes still half-closed, “stay.”
Jonghyun chuckled again, “I was just going to fix the sheet over us, babe.”
It was in moments like these that Jonghyun couldn’t help but let the pet name slip. It was also in moments like these that he knew Kibum didn’t mind it, although maybe he was simply too out of it to respond. Jonghyun quickly tugged on the sheet, untangling it from his feet and pulling it up to their waists.
“But you’re more comfy,” Kibum spoke up, fitting himself once more against Jonghyun, “warmer, too.”
“Good to know all these muscles I work so hard for aren’t just decoration to you,” Jonghyun replied with humour, amused by Kibum’s sleep-riddled talk. Kibum usually tended more towards the quiet side when he was particularly tired or groggy, but Jonghyun was finding his distracted chatter to be irresistible.
“No,” Kibum spoke again with a small frown that probably shouldn’t have been so adorable to Jonghyun. “Comfy,” he repeated, shifting even more into Jonghyun’s body as if to prove his point.
They both dozed off this time, and when Jonghyun woke up it was because Kibum was softly stroking his stomach and pressing kisses to his neck.
Jonghyun stretched himself out a little to soothe his stiff muscles before uttering a lazy, “G’morning, again.”
Kibum simply hummed back his greeting and sought out Jonghyun’s lips when he turned his head. Kibum’s kiss was just this side of demanding, tongue sweeping out to meet his, muffling Jonghyun’s surprised grunt. He didn’t miss the way Kibum’s lips tilted into a small smile, even when Kibum’s hand crept lower, his thumb brushing along the trail of hair below his navel. Kibum shifted his hips then, his erection hard and hot against Jonghyun’s thigh, even through the soft fabric of his sleeping shorts.
“Mmm,” Jonghyun let out when Kibum gave him space to breathe, “it is a good morning.”
Kibum simply rolled his hips in reply, diving back down to drag his lips along Jonghyun’s jaw. His hand never faltered, his thumb now stroking up and down the side of Jonghyun’s rapidly hardening dick. Jonghyun fisted a hand into Kibum’s tank top, keeping him close even though Kibum had no intention of going anywhere, and guided him back in for a kiss.
Kibum pulled away a moment later, waiting until Jonghyun had opened his eyes to look at him before slowly wrapping his fingers around him and tugging once, hard.
“Oh fuck,” Jonghyun chocked out in a moan, breath knocked out of him. Kibum merely smirked, apparently enjoying this quiet game of his. He began moving his hand in a steady rhythm, watching Jonghyun through hooded eyes and with parted lips and Jonghyun was torn between staring back at him or looking down to watch the hand thoroughly working him over.
Kibum knew all his weaknesses, knew that the fastest way to bring him to the edge was to keep a tight grip and a steady pace, which was why he’d slow down every now and then, loosen his fingers and either tease the head with his thumb or dip lower to fondle his balls. He’d wait until Jonghyun’s breathing had slowed down again, pulling back to watch him intently and Jonghyun had to admit the scrutiny was hot as hell. Jonghyun found himself making a show out of licking his lips, biting them in between moans of Kibum’s name but even at that, his pace remained stubbornly slow. It was only when Jonghyun uttered a gruff, “Please,” that Kibum began stroking him in earnest again.
But then Kibum suddenly flicked his wrist, thumb rubbing against the slit and that was it; Jonghyun’s hips jerked as he shot over his own chest and stomach, the rest of his release dribbling down Kibum’s fingers. Kibum gave him a few more lazy strokes that seemed to draw out his orgasm that much more before dropping back down onto the pillow next to him.
“Good morning,” Kibum spoke up once Jonghyun had turned to face him. Jonghyun blinked a few times to clear his vision, only to notice Kibum smiling back at him. “That was for letting me sleep in,” Kibum went on, gaze appraising, tempting.
Jonghyun let out a shaky breath, body still thrumming from it all. “I’ll be your pillow any time.”
Kibum leaned in to kiss him, soft and slow, before pulling back and eyeing Jonghyun mischievously. “Great,” he said, suddenly looking so much more awake than before, “because right now I need a body pillow.” He bit down onto his lip to conceal a smirk, but his dark eyes said it all. “Turn over.”
Jonghyun shot him a similar smirk over his shoulder as he complied, laying himself out and looking forward to Kibum’s own version of a Saturday morning workout.
Part 16
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Fluff, Smut
Summary: Jonghyun's Saturday morning workout routine has its perks.
A/N: I just wanted some cuddly JongKey, but I guess Key's recent fashion inspired me.
( 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14)
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When Jonghyun made it back to the dorm after his usual Saturday morning workout, Kibum was just beginning to stir in their bed. He rubbed at his eyes when he noticed Jonghyun come in, his other hand mindlessly coming up to flatten his bed hair.
“’time’s it?” Kibum slurred, voice rough with sleep.
“Too early for you,” Jonghyun replied easily. Kibum stopped squirming at once, going still and burrowed back into his pillow. He mumbled something else that Jonghyun didn’t quite catch, but it sounded appreciative. Jonghyun dumped his training bag near his desk, silently weighing his options for the rest of the morning: he could get started on that essay that had been plaguing his mind all week or he could join his boyfriend in bed. Really, it wasn’t a dilemma at all. He quickly stripped out of his shirt, his pants and boxers following before making his way to the bed. Kibum gave a small groan when he climbed onto the bed and jostled him, but hummed contentedly when Jonghyun stretched out alongside him. Kibum then shuffled quietly towards him, draping himself over his chest and tucking his face into Jonghyun’s neck. Jonghyun planted a kiss to his hair, feeling Kibum’s relaxed weight settle into him. He made another throaty sound when Jonghyun wrapped an arm around him.
Jonghyun found himself chuckling softly. “You sound so groggy,” he spoke lowly, trying not to startle Kibum further, “more than usual. Had a late night?”
Now that Jonghyun thought of it, he couldn’t remember Kibum crawling into bed last night, meaning that he’d fallen asleep way before. Kibum mumbled something into his neck before tilting his head slightly so that his words were clearer. Jonghyun just managed to discern, “Working on a project.”
“I’ll let you sleep then,” and Jonghyun pressed his lips to his temple before attempting to untangle himself from the sheets.
“No,” Kibum muttered at once, louder, but with his eyes still half-closed, “stay.”
Jonghyun chuckled again, “I was just going to fix the sheet over us, babe.”
It was in moments like these that Jonghyun couldn’t help but let the pet name slip. It was also in moments like these that he knew Kibum didn’t mind it, although maybe he was simply too out of it to respond. Jonghyun quickly tugged on the sheet, untangling it from his feet and pulling it up to their waists.
“But you’re more comfy,” Kibum spoke up, fitting himself once more against Jonghyun, “warmer, too.”
“Good to know all these muscles I work so hard for aren’t just decoration to you,” Jonghyun replied with humour, amused by Kibum’s sleep-riddled talk. Kibum usually tended more towards the quiet side when he was particularly tired or groggy, but Jonghyun was finding his distracted chatter to be irresistible.
“No,” Kibum spoke again with a small frown that probably shouldn’t have been so adorable to Jonghyun. “Comfy,” he repeated, shifting even more into Jonghyun’s body as if to prove his point.
They both dozed off this time, and when Jonghyun woke up it was because Kibum was softly stroking his stomach and pressing kisses to his neck.
Jonghyun stretched himself out a little to soothe his stiff muscles before uttering a lazy, “G’morning, again.”
Kibum simply hummed back his greeting and sought out Jonghyun’s lips when he turned his head. Kibum’s kiss was just this side of demanding, tongue sweeping out to meet his, muffling Jonghyun’s surprised grunt. He didn’t miss the way Kibum’s lips tilted into a small smile, even when Kibum’s hand crept lower, his thumb brushing along the trail of hair below his navel. Kibum shifted his hips then, his erection hard and hot against Jonghyun’s thigh, even through the soft fabric of his sleeping shorts.
“Mmm,” Jonghyun let out when Kibum gave him space to breathe, “it is a good morning.”
Kibum simply rolled his hips in reply, diving back down to drag his lips along Jonghyun’s jaw. His hand never faltered, his thumb now stroking up and down the side of Jonghyun’s rapidly hardening dick. Jonghyun fisted a hand into Kibum’s tank top, keeping him close even though Kibum had no intention of going anywhere, and guided him back in for a kiss.
Kibum pulled away a moment later, waiting until Jonghyun had opened his eyes to look at him before slowly wrapping his fingers around him and tugging once, hard.
“Oh fuck,” Jonghyun chocked out in a moan, breath knocked out of him. Kibum merely smirked, apparently enjoying this quiet game of his. He began moving his hand in a steady rhythm, watching Jonghyun through hooded eyes and with parted lips and Jonghyun was torn between staring back at him or looking down to watch the hand thoroughly working him over.
Kibum knew all his weaknesses, knew that the fastest way to bring him to the edge was to keep a tight grip and a steady pace, which was why he’d slow down every now and then, loosen his fingers and either tease the head with his thumb or dip lower to fondle his balls. He’d wait until Jonghyun’s breathing had slowed down again, pulling back to watch him intently and Jonghyun had to admit the scrutiny was hot as hell. Jonghyun found himself making a show out of licking his lips, biting them in between moans of Kibum’s name but even at that, his pace remained stubbornly slow. It was only when Jonghyun uttered a gruff, “Please,” that Kibum began stroking him in earnest again.
But then Kibum suddenly flicked his wrist, thumb rubbing against the slit and that was it; Jonghyun’s hips jerked as he shot over his own chest and stomach, the rest of his release dribbling down Kibum’s fingers. Kibum gave him a few more lazy strokes that seemed to draw out his orgasm that much more before dropping back down onto the pillow next to him.
“Good morning,” Kibum spoke up once Jonghyun had turned to face him. Jonghyun blinked a few times to clear his vision, only to notice Kibum smiling back at him. “That was for letting me sleep in,” Kibum went on, gaze appraising, tempting.
Jonghyun let out a shaky breath, body still thrumming from it all. “I’ll be your pillow any time.”
Kibum leaned in to kiss him, soft and slow, before pulling back and eyeing Jonghyun mischievously. “Great,” he said, suddenly looking so much more awake than before, “because right now I need a body pillow.” He bit down onto his lip to conceal a smirk, but his dark eyes said it all. “Turn over.”
Jonghyun shot him a similar smirk over his shoulder as he complied, laying himself out and looking forward to Kibum’s own version of a Saturday morning workout.
Part 16