[mini-fic] let's turn the night ; jongho
let's turn the night ; jongho
a/n: i've had this sitting on my computer for a while and decided to finally fix and post it~ it was written in write or die with a 7 minute limit; but i had the idea tumbling around my head for a while.
Minho freezes at Jonghyun's request, the silence in their shared room deafening. "You cannot be serious," he begins, shock evident on his face. "really, Jonghyun. Really. you're not serious, are you?"
Jonghyun merely raises an eyebrow at minho's disbelief. "I have never been MORE serious, Minho. I'm not bottoming to you, ever. You're just...it's just emasculating, in all forms of the word."
Minho's eyes narrow as Jonghyun continues his small tangent, tuning everything out. The last thing he remembers catching was 'pencil dick', and it's finally at this he loses it. He kisses Jonghyun hard and deep to shut him up, pinning him to the bed between both of his thighs and trailing wet kisses down his neck.
"I'm still not bottoming to you," Jonghyun hisses, running a hand to Minho's hair and gently tugging him down, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth to nibble on it.
"I'm not bottoming to YOU," Minho snaps back, eyes black with lust and fury. Jonghyun ponders something for a moment as he rocks his hips with every touch and grind before his eyes suddenly lit up with an idea.
"You can ride me."
Minho's silent for a moment, and only lets out a soft groan when he feels Jonghyun grip his hips particularly hard against both of their erections, flat out grinding against him slow and hard. "F-fuck, Jonghyun."
"I'm not fucking you and your small dick, Minho. So if you want sex, you're going to have to ride me." Each tone is punctuated by a thrust and grind, sending more throaty moans from Minho's lips.
He finally concedes defeat and reaches into the side table drawer to pull out lubricant and a condom, raising his eyebrow at Jonghyun's sudden light blush. "Been busy with your right hand?"
"No, Kibum left them there last time."
It's at this Minho's taken aback at how Jonghyun fucks around with the other members so casually; suddenly more determined to not lose or prove himself unworthy.
However he's knocked of all thoughts as Jonghyun's suddenly sliding two slick fingers inside him, scissoring and stretching him as fast as he can. Minho merely bites his bottom lip and arches his body into the touch, ignoring Jonghyun's soft snorting reaction and dark chuckle.
"You know, I do this with Kibum too."
"O-oh?"
"Yeah, except he whimpers when I fuck him too hard. He's actually grabbed my hand and pulled my fingers out to tell me it's too much."
"Like this?" Minho's suddenly grabbing his wrist and forcing his short fingers deeper into him, making him slide a third one in; much to Jonghyun's surprise. He knocks them away after a few short minutes, suddenly climbing onto Jonghyun's lap and grabbing his erection lightly after rolling the condom down, carefully lowering himself onto it and struggling a moment to tangle their legs together.
Jonghyun lets out a slight hiss and moan of the heat suddenly surrounding him, ignoring how Minho's the one to set the pace and tempo to his preference. It's fast, it's definitely sloppy; but somehow it just works in their situation.
Minho freezes when he feels Jonghyun thrust particularly hard into him, a wanton moan escaping his lips. Jonghyun looks surprised, mouth forming into an 'o'; before quirking up at the corners in a smirk.
"Do that again. Moan like that."
"Fuck you," Minho hisses out, another moan escaping when Jonghyun thrusts against his prostate again, slamming down to meet each thrust and paying no mind to the creaking springs of their mattress. Their frenzied fuck session continues, long after Minho's thighs are trembling and he releases his come over Jonghyun's chest, long after he presses his sweaty forehead to Jonghyun's, trailing his lips down the male's neck and sucking tangy skin between his teeth, long after Jonghyun releases into the condom with a breathy Minho, shit, Minho.
It only stops when Jonghyun pushes Minho away, muttering something about 'too close of contact, even for him', and Minho snorts in irony. He climbs off Jonghyun carefully, steadying himself onto the bed on wobbly knees, before finally rolling off and getting some pants from where he threw them earlier.
"You'll tell no one of this," he spits, storming out of the room, slamming the door and hiding the fact he was limping all in one swift movement. Jonghyun just grins and rolls over, snuggling deep into his pillow.
"Whatever, you liked it," is the last shout Minho hears as he's almost to the bathroom to shower up. A thump from Minho throwing his shoes in a proper response at the closed door was the only sound in the dorm's hallway; and Jonghyun laughs to himself.
a/n: i've had this sitting on my computer for a while and decided to finally fix and post it~ it was written in write or die with a 7 minute limit; but i had the idea tumbling around my head for a while.
Minho freezes at Jonghyun's request, the silence in their shared room deafening. "You cannot be serious," he begins, shock evident on his face. "really, Jonghyun. Really. you're not serious, are you?"
Jonghyun merely raises an eyebrow at minho's disbelief. "I have never been MORE serious, Minho. I'm not bottoming to you, ever. You're just...it's just emasculating, in all forms of the word."
Minho's eyes narrow as Jonghyun continues his small tangent, tuning everything out. The last thing he remembers catching was 'pencil dick', and it's finally at this he loses it. He kisses Jonghyun hard and deep to shut him up, pinning him to the bed between both of his thighs and trailing wet kisses down his neck.
"I'm still not bottoming to you," Jonghyun hisses, running a hand to Minho's hair and gently tugging him down, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth to nibble on it.
"I'm not bottoming to YOU," Minho snaps back, eyes black with lust and fury. Jonghyun ponders something for a moment as he rocks his hips with every touch and grind before his eyes suddenly lit up with an idea.
"You can ride me."
Minho's silent for a moment, and only lets out a soft groan when he feels Jonghyun grip his hips particularly hard against both of their erections, flat out grinding against him slow and hard. "F-fuck, Jonghyun."
"I'm not fucking you and your small dick, Minho. So if you want sex, you're going to have to ride me." Each tone is punctuated by a thrust and grind, sending more throaty moans from Minho's lips.
He finally concedes defeat and reaches into the side table drawer to pull out lubricant and a condom, raising his eyebrow at Jonghyun's sudden light blush. "Been busy with your right hand?"
"No, Kibum left them there last time."
It's at this Minho's taken aback at how Jonghyun fucks around with the other members so casually; suddenly more determined to not lose or prove himself unworthy.
However he's knocked of all thoughts as Jonghyun's suddenly sliding two slick fingers inside him, scissoring and stretching him as fast as he can. Minho merely bites his bottom lip and arches his body into the touch, ignoring Jonghyun's soft snorting reaction and dark chuckle.
"You know, I do this with Kibum too."
"O-oh?"
"Yeah, except he whimpers when I fuck him too hard. He's actually grabbed my hand and pulled my fingers out to tell me it's too much."
"Like this?" Minho's suddenly grabbing his wrist and forcing his short fingers deeper into him, making him slide a third one in; much to Jonghyun's surprise. He knocks them away after a few short minutes, suddenly climbing onto Jonghyun's lap and grabbing his erection lightly after rolling the condom down, carefully lowering himself onto it and struggling a moment to tangle their legs together.
Jonghyun lets out a slight hiss and moan of the heat suddenly surrounding him, ignoring how Minho's the one to set the pace and tempo to his preference. It's fast, it's definitely sloppy; but somehow it just works in their situation.
Minho freezes when he feels Jonghyun thrust particularly hard into him, a wanton moan escaping his lips. Jonghyun looks surprised, mouth forming into an 'o'; before quirking up at the corners in a smirk.
"Do that again. Moan like that."
"Fuck you," Minho hisses out, another moan escaping when Jonghyun thrusts against his prostate again, slamming down to meet each thrust and paying no mind to the creaking springs of their mattress. Their frenzied fuck session continues, long after Minho's thighs are trembling and he releases his come over Jonghyun's chest, long after he presses his sweaty forehead to Jonghyun's, trailing his lips down the male's neck and sucking tangy skin between his teeth, long after Jonghyun releases into the condom with a breathy Minho, shit, Minho.
It only stops when Jonghyun pushes Minho away, muttering something about 'too close of contact, even for him', and Minho snorts in irony. He climbs off Jonghyun carefully, steadying himself onto the bed on wobbly knees, before finally rolling off and getting some pants from where he threw them earlier.
"You'll tell no one of this," he spits, storming out of the room, slamming the door and hiding the fact he was limping all in one swift movement. Jonghyun just grins and rolls over, snuggling deep into his pillow.
"Whatever, you liked it," is the last shout Minho hears as he's almost to the bathroom to shower up. A thump from Minho throwing his shoes in a proper response at the closed door was the only sound in the dorm's hallway; and Jonghyun laughs to himself.