Raindrops
Title: Raindrops
Pairing: Onew/Key
Author: kphoria
Genre: Smut, pwp
Rating:PG-17
Warnings: a bit of dirty talking and raw sex, restriction of movement.
Summary: "I’ve watched you change; I took you home, set you on the glass, I pulled off your wings; then I laughed and I look away, give you the gun, to blow me away...."
A/N: This the song that inspire me to write this fic: Deftones - Change
Twinkling lights, following the compass of a music that makes bodies move one against another. The atmosphere feels pretty heavy. The smell of perfume, tobacco and alcohol invades the place; people's skin shines with sweat, which wraps their bodies as a second skin. The friction between them is so intense that makes the whole body turn on and burn like a bonfire. Sensations of tight clothing and maximum excitement impregnate every single, letting show unknown and even forbidden facets.
Spotting him in that sea of people and sex ain't no easy, but I don't need to know about directions nor ubication. My mind and my desire lead me directly to where he is, as if it were a magnet. His graceful body moving, his face showing each one of his most intimate inner desires make the fire inside me to burn even stronger. I go near him and follow his rhythm, decadent but voluptuous; one of his hands holds my nape, making the space between us even more narrow 'til we reach the melting point. My hands on his hips massaging and accompanying all his moves and the friction, the fucking blessing friction between his buttocks and my body make me succumb slow and desperately. His head seems to know their place on my shoulders and even with his hand holding my nape, I can notice how my senses and sanity get completely lost to a sound that's like a divine plea.
"Jinki...".
My hands swing even lower, moving along his thighs and going back around them and ending their trip on his crotch. His back arches sensually giving me space on his white and long neck, I immediately run on his veins with my tongue, earning more moans and heavy breathing. This is a unique pleasure, his body shaking in ecstasy against mine, my hands running wild by his most intimate zones, lighting up his inner flame. His moans drive everytime crazier, my pants feel like stickers on my skin, his androgynous aroma intoxicate all my senses, it transforms me into a different person, releases my beast, my primitive self.
I turn him in front of me and stare at his face, which has an only word written all over it: lust. now he's the one whose hands run wild all over my body, his delicate hands stroke my dick over my clothes, I feel how it grows everytime harder by his touches, I drop my head back unable to cover up the pleasure I feel as I hear him laughing. His mouth quickly finds my earlobe, biting it, and with an addictively sensual voice he warns me that he'll be my property tonight.
- "Jinki... Touching you makes me feel alive...".
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His hands hold my waist with strength, running around it lustfully, and his steps lead mines backwards, where the darkness wrapped us as if it were part of us. I felt my back leaning against the cold bricks of some building at the time that a lightning tore the darkness we were immersed in. Soon the rain pours down on our warm bodies, drenching us and making every single sensation three times stronger and the wind, making us shiver and intensifying every single touch of his skin. I feel my wrists being taken and held up against the cold wall. His expert mouth crawls around every single inch of my neck, making a stop in my ear and leaving a warm whisper:
- "Ah... you drive me crazy...".
His words sound like a gunshot, the powder that detonates my desire, my animal instinct. I a toy in his hands, he doesn't show the slightest will to release me, I'm a prisoner in his hands, full of desire and lust.
I need more. I want more. more. With a moan and a ragged and almost understandable voice I end up saying those words among teeth, having a smirk by all reply. The pressure on my wrists starts to relent and when they were finally released, went down to his crotch as if they had life and will on their own, without taking too long. My hands repeatedly rub against the leather which separates them from his manhood. Friction is unbearable and his face is unable to hide the intense sensations that make his body react.
Carried away with lust, I rub my hips against his. Even if there were a way to measure the pleasure felt by someone, mine would be impossible to measure, seriously. His heavy breathing makes me lose my mind to the point where my thoughts become incoherent and warped.
His hands undo one after another the buttons of my shirt, attached to my skin by effect of the water. I lay a leg, wrapping his hip with it. I bow my neck back to his attacks, every bite runs through my nervous system and makes my brain burst out.
I'm turned with my face aiming the wall and my hands are held on my back. My shirt slowly becomes just a piece of fabric dropped down in some corner of that place. His hands run hungrily my thorax attached to his; ecstasy is unique when his fingers rub and pinch my nubs. Blood concentrates down there, in a single place, filling me with fire and traces of explosions. I feel his boner and try to imagine it and feel it inside me. I turn around again and in an animal rage fit, I undo his belt and every button of his pants. Without an ounce of scruple, I swing my hands in, rubbing them against his hard meat.
- “Not tonight Kibum…”.
My incoherent mind barely understands that as I had the control a couple minutes ago, I quickly and without being conscious of it, get cornered against the cold brick wall, by arms held up and my hands tied with a thick rope to the emergency stairs above our heads. Being deprived of the ability to move turn all my senses on in a state of alert and increase my sensitivity even more.
His hands keep on running every space of my body, caressing every exposed inch of it. These sensations make my vocal chords burst out in desperate moans of pleasure and need.
His hands cease their doing in my body for some seconds, in which I hear sounds of zippers and belts getting undone; nit long after, everything is just a pile of wet clothes dropped on the floor and his warm skin harbors my fragile back. My neck is continuously attacked without the slightest mercy and I can't prevent myself from moaning.
- “Jinki…” -his hands go lower, caressing delicately every one of my ribs, and along with sudden goosebumps, I can't help shaking. My breath goes heavier and my vocal chords are unable to stop the sounds made by my body, enraptured of pleasure.
Jinki seizes this moment of incoherence and madness to slowly undo my belt in a teasing way.
- "What can happen if I do this? Will you resist... Kibum?" -his whisper on my ear makes nothing but intensify my fire and my desire. I would willingly battle, but with my arms tied up it's almost impossible. Frustration blended with these body restraints are perfect to make me fall on the deepest.
- “You have nowhere to run Kibum… You belong to me…”
His ragged voice, almost forcing the vibrations of his vocal chords, is the most fucking sensual thing I ever heard. I feel kinda uncomfortable in my boxers due to precum.
My pants are soon pulled down to my ankles and with accurate moves are a piece more to the pile of clothes dropped down on the floor. Now I'm just someone to his entire disposal. As if it weren't enough, my crotch is stealthily scrutinized. His skilled hand stroke my cock as the other one clings onto my chest; and at the same time, my neck is bitten and sucked by his glorious tongue.
- “Danm Jinki… m-m’ah, oh fuck…”
- “Good boy, good boy Kibum… yell all you want”.
I’m unable of controlling my thoughts, my body seems enchanted by his stimulation; my hands are tied, I’m naked and soaking wet, humming the name that tortures my sanity. My conscience is about to collapse, his touches, licks, everything makes my sanity crumble slowly.
The sound of something metallic opening brings me back to myself, his hands abandon my hips a few seconds to get rid of those useless clothes. Almost immediately I feel his boner rubbing against my butt cheeks. It’s imminent. With difficulty, I try to get even closer to him, I want to feel him inside of me right now.
- “Jinki…. Fuck me… fuck me now…” I say not even clearly.
- “Hmmm Kibummie… I can’t hear you…” - whispers in my ear- “What did you say?”.
- “Pl….please… f.. fuck me…”.
- “Ahhh… you want me, right? You want every fucking inch of me inside you… well.. what should I do?”.
I feel two intruder fingers sliding through my butt cheeks.
- “Ah.. f..fuck, Jinki”- His lubicated fingers start to draw circles around my butt hole.
- “How does it feel, Bummie? Want me to go inside?” - and saying that, two fingers go inside my butt hole slowly.
- “Oh… J..Jinki!!” - I feel like breaking in half, but quickly his free hand pinches my nubs making the pain bearable.
- “Does it hurt?”. I feel concern through his voice.
- “It does… but.. no too much.. keep going.. please…”.
- “Good boy, my Kibum, good boy” -His fingers go more deeply inside, almost touching my bundle of nerves, and I can’t help raising my voice.
- “Ngh-ah… shit Jinki, feels so damn good, please don’t stop.. More… please, more…” - I hum by inertia. Fuck, there’s no exact word to describe the cocktail of sensations I’m feeling.
When my muscles start to get used to his fingers, something blows and my eyes start to roll on themselves. His fingers have found my G spot, I’m so aroused that I feel like exploding.
- “Jinki… Oh God! There! There for fuck’s sake!”.
I’m a ball of emotions and ecstasy, but suddenly I feel empty, his fingers stop giving me that pleasure and I show my frustration with little whines. My whines don’t last long, though; his incredible thick length slowly makes its way in my hole.
- “O..ohh, oh god.. Jinki.. fuck…”.
After I got used to him, I feel him moving inside of me, our breaths and heartbeats accelerate, his thrusts take rhythm and I went with the flow of my pleasure, my neck becomes his tongue's victim again and I can’t do anything but hum and hum. His hand grabs my hair, and my head is violently pulled back, his tongue licks my lobule and I can hear him whispering.
- “Ah… Kibum… you’re so tight…”.
His humming, his accelerated and fast breathing, I feel like a volcano about to burst out. His hand lets my hair go, and stroking my body goes to my hips, one takes my boner and with firm movements he strokes it to the rhythm of his thrusts. Our hums can be heard by the whole alley, but I don’t feel ashamed even if there’s a chance of someone finding us out, the adrenaline of this situation makes my pleasure grow.
Every feeling is almost unbearable, I can’t hold it any longer, the pool of sensations soon becomes evident in my belly, I’m almost there. His thrusts become faster and faster, almost taking an erratic rhythm, we’re both on the edge, we’ll soon explode.
-‘‘ Together… together, Kibum..’’
His voice is my ending, I violently cum in his hands and in the wall staining it white, my voice echoes in the whole block, I’ve never had such a strong and intense orgasm.
I hum again when I feel his warm cum feeling my inside, he keeps thrusting to calm his ecstasy. Our breathing slowly calm down with the sound of the rain falling on our over aroused bodies and his hands stroke my hips while he gets out of me, I can feel his cum coming out of my abused butt hole, I feel full.
My hands are set free softly while he kisses my neck sweetly, and says nice things to my ear.
- ‘‘ You were amazing Kibum… amazing’’ - I laugh to his compliments and we get dressed quickly, my skin bristles at the touch of the soaking wet clothes, then his strong arms pull me to a warm hug.
- ‘‘ Let’s go home for a hot shower, and maybe a round 2… ‘’ I look at him shocked while he smirks at me, which ends my composure completely again…
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A.N: Hi there! i'm here with a new fic, in this case with a OnKey oneshot, well a smut oneshot haha, these days I was listening a song that made me think of them, so I had this crazy idea, of a club, they, grunge aura, and of course sexy times ;) I'm not a english native speaker, so please understand that I can have errors, but I will gradually overcome, I promise.
I hope you like it, because it is made for all of you ^^ well.. i guess thats all, enjoy your reading and please comment!!
Pairing: Onew/Key
Author: kphoria
Genre: Smut, pwp
Rating:PG-17
Warnings: a bit of dirty talking and raw sex, restriction of movement.
Summary: "I’ve watched you change; I took you home, set you on the glass, I pulled off your wings; then I laughed and I look away, give you the gun, to blow me away...."
A/N: This the song that inspire me to write this fic: Deftones - Change
Twinkling lights, following the compass of a music that makes bodies move one against another. The atmosphere feels pretty heavy. The smell of perfume, tobacco and alcohol invades the place; people's skin shines with sweat, which wraps their bodies as a second skin. The friction between them is so intense that makes the whole body turn on and burn like a bonfire. Sensations of tight clothing and maximum excitement impregnate every single, letting show unknown and even forbidden facets.
Spotting him in that sea of people and sex ain't no easy, but I don't need to know about directions nor ubication. My mind and my desire lead me directly to where he is, as if it were a magnet. His graceful body moving, his face showing each one of his most intimate inner desires make the fire inside me to burn even stronger. I go near him and follow his rhythm, decadent but voluptuous; one of his hands holds my nape, making the space between us even more narrow 'til we reach the melting point. My hands on his hips massaging and accompanying all his moves and the friction, the fucking blessing friction between his buttocks and my body make me succumb slow and desperately. His head seems to know their place on my shoulders and even with his hand holding my nape, I can notice how my senses and sanity get completely lost to a sound that's like a divine plea.
"Jinki...".
My hands swing even lower, moving along his thighs and going back around them and ending their trip on his crotch. His back arches sensually giving me space on his white and long neck, I immediately run on his veins with my tongue, earning more moans and heavy breathing. This is a unique pleasure, his body shaking in ecstasy against mine, my hands running wild by his most intimate zones, lighting up his inner flame. His moans drive everytime crazier, my pants feel like stickers on my skin, his androgynous aroma intoxicate all my senses, it transforms me into a different person, releases my beast, my primitive self.
I turn him in front of me and stare at his face, which has an only word written all over it: lust. now he's the one whose hands run wild all over my body, his delicate hands stroke my dick over my clothes, I feel how it grows everytime harder by his touches, I drop my head back unable to cover up the pleasure I feel as I hear him laughing. His mouth quickly finds my earlobe, biting it, and with an addictively sensual voice he warns me that he'll be my property tonight.
- "Jinki... Touching you makes me feel alive...".
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His hands hold my waist with strength, running around it lustfully, and his steps lead mines backwards, where the darkness wrapped us as if it were part of us. I felt my back leaning against the cold bricks of some building at the time that a lightning tore the darkness we were immersed in. Soon the rain pours down on our warm bodies, drenching us and making every single sensation three times stronger and the wind, making us shiver and intensifying every single touch of his skin. I feel my wrists being taken and held up against the cold wall. His expert mouth crawls around every single inch of my neck, making a stop in my ear and leaving a warm whisper:
- "Ah... you drive me crazy...".
His words sound like a gunshot, the powder that detonates my desire, my animal instinct. I a toy in his hands, he doesn't show the slightest will to release me, I'm a prisoner in his hands, full of desire and lust.
I need more. I want more. more. With a moan and a ragged and almost understandable voice I end up saying those words among teeth, having a smirk by all reply. The pressure on my wrists starts to relent and when they were finally released, went down to his crotch as if they had life and will on their own, without taking too long. My hands repeatedly rub against the leather which separates them from his manhood. Friction is unbearable and his face is unable to hide the intense sensations that make his body react.
Carried away with lust, I rub my hips against his. Even if there were a way to measure the pleasure felt by someone, mine would be impossible to measure, seriously. His heavy breathing makes me lose my mind to the point where my thoughts become incoherent and warped.
His hands undo one after another the buttons of my shirt, attached to my skin by effect of the water. I lay a leg, wrapping his hip with it. I bow my neck back to his attacks, every bite runs through my nervous system and makes my brain burst out.
I'm turned with my face aiming the wall and my hands are held on my back. My shirt slowly becomes just a piece of fabric dropped down in some corner of that place. His hands run hungrily my thorax attached to his; ecstasy is unique when his fingers rub and pinch my nubs. Blood concentrates down there, in a single place, filling me with fire and traces of explosions. I feel his boner and try to imagine it and feel it inside me. I turn around again and in an animal rage fit, I undo his belt and every button of his pants. Without an ounce of scruple, I swing my hands in, rubbing them against his hard meat.
- “Not tonight Kibum…”.
My incoherent mind barely understands that as I had the control a couple minutes ago, I quickly and without being conscious of it, get cornered against the cold brick wall, by arms held up and my hands tied with a thick rope to the emergency stairs above our heads. Being deprived of the ability to move turn all my senses on in a state of alert and increase my sensitivity even more.
His hands keep on running every space of my body, caressing every exposed inch of it. These sensations make my vocal chords burst out in desperate moans of pleasure and need.
His hands cease their doing in my body for some seconds, in which I hear sounds of zippers and belts getting undone; nit long after, everything is just a pile of wet clothes dropped on the floor and his warm skin harbors my fragile back. My neck is continuously attacked without the slightest mercy and I can't prevent myself from moaning.
- “Jinki…” -his hands go lower, caressing delicately every one of my ribs, and along with sudden goosebumps, I can't help shaking. My breath goes heavier and my vocal chords are unable to stop the sounds made by my body, enraptured of pleasure.
Jinki seizes this moment of incoherence and madness to slowly undo my belt in a teasing way.
- "What can happen if I do this? Will you resist... Kibum?" -his whisper on my ear makes nothing but intensify my fire and my desire. I would willingly battle, but with my arms tied up it's almost impossible. Frustration blended with these body restraints are perfect to make me fall on the deepest.
- “You have nowhere to run Kibum… You belong to me…”
His ragged voice, almost forcing the vibrations of his vocal chords, is the most fucking sensual thing I ever heard. I feel kinda uncomfortable in my boxers due to precum.
My pants are soon pulled down to my ankles and with accurate moves are a piece more to the pile of clothes dropped down on the floor. Now I'm just someone to his entire disposal. As if it weren't enough, my crotch is stealthily scrutinized. His skilled hand stroke my cock as the other one clings onto my chest; and at the same time, my neck is bitten and sucked by his glorious tongue.
- “Danm Jinki… m-m’ah, oh fuck…”
- “Good boy, good boy Kibum… yell all you want”.
I’m unable of controlling my thoughts, my body seems enchanted by his stimulation; my hands are tied, I’m naked and soaking wet, humming the name that tortures my sanity. My conscience is about to collapse, his touches, licks, everything makes my sanity crumble slowly.
The sound of something metallic opening brings me back to myself, his hands abandon my hips a few seconds to get rid of those useless clothes. Almost immediately I feel his boner rubbing against my butt cheeks. It’s imminent. With difficulty, I try to get even closer to him, I want to feel him inside of me right now.
- “Jinki…. Fuck me… fuck me now…” I say not even clearly.
- “Hmmm Kibummie… I can’t hear you…” - whispers in my ear- “What did you say?”.
- “Pl….please… f.. fuck me…”.
- “Ahhh… you want me, right? You want every fucking inch of me inside you… well.. what should I do?”.
I feel two intruder fingers sliding through my butt cheeks.
- “Ah.. f..fuck, Jinki”- His lubicated fingers start to draw circles around my butt hole.
- “How does it feel, Bummie? Want me to go inside?” - and saying that, two fingers go inside my butt hole slowly.
- “Oh… J..Jinki!!” - I feel like breaking in half, but quickly his free hand pinches my nubs making the pain bearable.
- “Does it hurt?”. I feel concern through his voice.
- “It does… but.. no too much.. keep going.. please…”.
- “Good boy, my Kibum, good boy” -His fingers go more deeply inside, almost touching my bundle of nerves, and I can’t help raising my voice.
- “Ngh-ah… shit Jinki, feels so damn good, please don’t stop.. More… please, more…” - I hum by inertia. Fuck, there’s no exact word to describe the cocktail of sensations I’m feeling.
When my muscles start to get used to his fingers, something blows and my eyes start to roll on themselves. His fingers have found my G spot, I’m so aroused that I feel like exploding.
- “Jinki… Oh God! There! There for fuck’s sake!”.
I’m a ball of emotions and ecstasy, but suddenly I feel empty, his fingers stop giving me that pleasure and I show my frustration with little whines. My whines don’t last long, though; his incredible thick length slowly makes its way in my hole.
- “O..ohh, oh god.. Jinki.. fuck…”.
After I got used to him, I feel him moving inside of me, our breaths and heartbeats accelerate, his thrusts take rhythm and I went with the flow of my pleasure, my neck becomes his tongue's victim again and I can’t do anything but hum and hum. His hand grabs my hair, and my head is violently pulled back, his tongue licks my lobule and I can hear him whispering.
- “Ah… Kibum… you’re so tight…”.
His humming, his accelerated and fast breathing, I feel like a volcano about to burst out. His hand lets my hair go, and stroking my body goes to my hips, one takes my boner and with firm movements he strokes it to the rhythm of his thrusts. Our hums can be heard by the whole alley, but I don’t feel ashamed even if there’s a chance of someone finding us out, the adrenaline of this situation makes my pleasure grow.
Every feeling is almost unbearable, I can’t hold it any longer, the pool of sensations soon becomes evident in my belly, I’m almost there. His thrusts become faster and faster, almost taking an erratic rhythm, we’re both on the edge, we’ll soon explode.
-‘‘ Together… together, Kibum..’’
His voice is my ending, I violently cum in his hands and in the wall staining it white, my voice echoes in the whole block, I’ve never had such a strong and intense orgasm.
I hum again when I feel his warm cum feeling my inside, he keeps thrusting to calm his ecstasy. Our breathing slowly calm down with the sound of the rain falling on our over aroused bodies and his hands stroke my hips while he gets out of me, I can feel his cum coming out of my abused butt hole, I feel full.
My hands are set free softly while he kisses my neck sweetly, and says nice things to my ear.
- ‘‘ You were amazing Kibum… amazing’’ - I laugh to his compliments and we get dressed quickly, my skin bristles at the touch of the soaking wet clothes, then his strong arms pull me to a warm hug.
- ‘‘ Let’s go home for a hot shower, and maybe a round 2… ‘’ I look at him shocked while he smirks at me, which ends my composure completely again…
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A.N: Hi there! i'm here with a new fic, in this case with a OnKey oneshot, well a smut oneshot haha, these days I was listening a song that made me think of them, so I had this crazy idea, of a club, they, grunge aura, and of course sexy times ;) I'm not a english native speaker, so please understand that I can have errors, but I will gradually overcome, I promise.
I hope you like it, because it is made for all of you ^^ well.. i guess thats all, enjoy your reading and please comment!!