Taemin is a Man [one-shot]
It’s been too long. Way too long. Taemin was a man damnit and it was about time SHINee started treating him like one. He understood that it was simply too late to change the mind’s of fans. Once they believed he was cute Taemin, cuddly Taemin, there wasn’t anything he could do to change their minds. But his hyungs… Yea he was going to try.
His first, and really only, target was Jonghyun. Him with his cocky attitude, claiming he was the manliest (which Key always seemed to laugh at) and that study body. Why does he get to have a lost of muscles?! Why isn’t Taemin allowed to grow any? Well this would just have to be taken into account when the younger would commit that ill-full crime that haunts his head. His hyung was going to pay for teasing him all those times.
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It was the night of their concert that Taemin planned his revenge. While the crowd was pumped from looking at their favorite idols, and said idols tired from singing and dancing for hours, Taemin kept the sequence of events in the back of his mind so he would always know what to do at certain moments. First, it started with the first break, when SHINee went backstage to change and get a drink of water.
“Here hyung! Just for you!”
Taemin smiled his childish grin and handed a cold bottle of water to Jonghyun. The older smiled back, nodding his head in a thank you before running off to some place with a stylist noona so she may do his hair and makeup once more.
Step two was next.
It wasn’t until the near end of the night, when they were all together on stage with their glorious sweaty bodies (some of the fans might say), Taemin snuck himself over to Jonghyun, wrapping a hand around his waist. He smiled toward the screaming fan girls not far away before turning his head to whisper right on Jonghyun’s ear.
“I want to see you after the show hyung.”
The older looked at him with a smile, but his eyes shown slight concern and suspicion. He couldn’t give himself away at a concert because the fans might wonder what was wrong and create a whole scandal that wasn’t necessary in the least so he kept quiet. Taemin smiled happily to himself and hopped away to another hyung.
Step three, the final step, was next.
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By the end of the night, with the clean up crew doing their thing and the other members of SHINee either sleeping or eating, Taemin was in his dressing room, nervously pacing the room. What if this doesn’t go to plan? What if the water didn’t work? How was he suppose to overpower a man if he wasn’t drugged properly!?
The door opened slowly and Taemin froze, eyes large. Jonghyun stepped in, closing the door behind him. The younger suddenly smiled, both from the fact that it was the person he wanted to see and the drug was taking effect (or maybe Jonghyun was just really really tired). His eyes seemed like he was squinting when Taemin knew it was probably because he was tired of walking around. He knew his body felt like almost like a dead weight and he wanted nothing more than to lay down and sleep. Oh yes, Taemin did his homework.
“Hyung! I’m really glad you came to see me.”
Taemin acted cute and messed with the front of his shirt like he was nervous with something.
“Of course… You asked me.”
The younger was practically glowing with pride. Even Jonghyun’s voice was slower and exhausted like. Looking up at the older, he gave a well practiced pout and eagerly took his hand.
“Hyung you don’t look so well. Please, come over here and lay down. Was the concert too much for you?”
Jonghyun almost excitedly lied down on the couch and rested his head on the head rest. He let out a sigh of relief just from how good this felt, lying down like nothing mattered. He forgot to answer Taemin back, he even forgot he was really in the room when he heard a zipper sound. Jonghyun opened his eyes and watched the youngest member of SHINee undo his pants, bringing them down to his ankles and then finally off.
“What-“
Taemin looked quickly up at him and winked before placing a hand to his lips.
“Shh. It’s ok. You’re tired right? I’ll take care of you hyung.”
Jonghyun mumbled something unintelligent, the drug that Taemin had slipped him working really well but of course only the younger knew what was happening. Taemin sat up as he straddled the older’s lap, smiling in triumph at the site before him; Jonghyun’s cock wrapped so nicely in black briefs. A bulge had already formed, another glorious side effect of the drug. He hovered his hand over the spot tentively, like it was something that shouldn’t be touched but how could he resist? He suddenly retracted his hand, remembering that he wasn’t here to be the woman. It was time for Jonghyun to take that turn.
Taemin no longer cared for his hyung, putting the other’s hands above his head because he knew that it would stay like that. Jonghyun couldn’t fight him now even if he could think straight. The younger got off the older’s lap, grabbing the lube from the stand not far away and taking off his pants and underwear. Obviously Jonghyun could help with getting an erection so he starting to stroke himself, settling on the couch beforehand.
Jonghyun moaned softly, shifting his head back and forth on the arm of the couch as he tried to fight himself but it only caused Taemin to laugh.
“Hyung, do you want me inside you?”
Taemin lifted his head as he moaned softly, hand going faster around his dick as he continued stroking himself to full length. He would tighten his fingers on the head and then loosen up at the base, repeating the action until he nearly came. He ended up panting with his back arched outward when he took his hand away. Hot and bothered, he looked up and smirked at Jonghyun whom seemed to be sweating with a equal hot and bothered erection.
Biting his lip, the younger folded his knees underneath him and lifted Jonghyun’s legs, which invoked a small moan from his lips. Taemin smiled at him and continued until the older was almost bent in half, legs pressed to his chest. He took the lube on the floor next to him and spread a generous amount on his fingers. He didn’t care that it dripped onto Jonghyun’s flexing stomach because it only made them glisten and look inviting. God he wanted to lick them so badly but he wouldn’t. Not yet.
“It’s ok Jonghyun hyung, I’ll be gentle. But you know… it’s sort of hard because I’ve never done this before. You’ll have to forgive me.”
He laughed to himself before leaning forward and kissing Jonghyun on the cheek softly as he pressed two fingers into his entrance. Considering that Taemin’s fingers were small and slender, it wasn’t as tight as he had expected. That changed when he added another finger and Jonghyun groaned. He seemed to be glittering with sweat more and the younger knew he didn’t have much time before it was just torture of Jonghyun not getting attention to his cock. The guilt started to hurt because the maknae wasn’t that evil…not like Kyuhyun hyung at least.
Taemin took out his fingers after stretching his hyung enough and rubbed the remaining slickness on his member, glistening it up for the soon to be intrusion. His body was nearly shaking from the excitement but he wouldn’t do anything wrong. No, Taemin would be extra careful for his hyung because men were kind. He was a man.
Leaning forward, Taemin angled his cock just as Jonghyun instinctively arched his back, groaning from what he could only imagine was boner trouble. He then pressed fully into him, his cock disappearing into the heat. Taemin bowed his head and moaned loudly. Was this what they felt?
Jonghyun’s entrance held tightly onto his member as he thrust in and out of him, the only indication that this was satisfactory being Jonghyun’s moans and groans. Taemin held onto the older’s hips as he tried to drive himself faster and harder, snapping his hips increasing until they just stopped with his orgasm, signaled by a loud moan, until he collapsed on his chest panting. He didn’t realize that Jonghyun was still whimpering for a release until he pulled out of him and blushed.
“Oh… Hyung.”
Figuring the drug wouldn’t wear off for at least another hour, he grabbed Jonghyun’s member in his small hand tightly, pumping him fast right off the bat. His body was tired from, technically, losing his “top” virginity but he couldn’t allow his hyung to suffer, god only knew what he would remember when he got over the drug’s effects.
Jonghyun moaned and arched his back more, fingers and hands starting to get much of their control as he held tightly onto the couch. Not surprisingly, he came rather quickly in Taemin’s hand, who was all too happy to pull it away and lick it clean.
“Now wasn’t that fun?”
He giggled, getting off the couch and heading to his clothes.
“Let’s do this again sometime.”
Laughing still, more out of slight fear of what his hyung would do when he woke up, went over to him and kissed his forehead.