Celebrating Victory
Title: Celebrating Victory
Pairing: Minho/Jonghyun
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Smut, bordering dub-con at first, first time, victory sex.
Summary: Minho wants to celebrate his victory at Dream Team. Jonghyun doesn't realise what celebrate really means though.
Word Count: 3,372
Notes: I couldn't resist! I really didn't think JongHo would be the pairing in my first complete SHINee fic, but I couldn't help but write this up as soon as I thought about it. Thinking about OnTaeKey being gone while these two were left alone! Plus, Minho winning was the perfect set-up for this. Maybe I should write the other three in Spain now. Teehee.
With Key, Taemin and Onew gone to Barcelona, Minho and Jonghyun were pretty much left on their own. Of course Minho was competing in Dream Team, something that kept him busy up until the day it happened because he was so serious about it. Jonghyun didn't care too much other than to wish him luck when he left that morning. Later on in the day Jonghyun got the text saying 'We're celebrating tonight'. Jonghyun couldn't help but grin, knowing that the message meant Minho had won. He didn't mind because celebrating with Minho was always fun and it generally involved drinking. So he texted back his agreement and went on with his own day.
Later on in the evening, Jonghyun wondered where Minho was as it got close to ten. He grumbled to himself as he sat at the dorm's kitchen table, wondering if Minho had decided to celebrate with someone else instead. He checked his phone, but nothing. He was about to just go to bed, because it wasn't like he had nothing to do the next day, when he heard the door. Frowning, Jonghyun slowly stood and walked out of the kitchen towards it. Minho grinned from the doorway as he took off his shoes.
"Jonghyun, you wouldn't believe it. I won a car!" he exclaimed excitedly, strutting in and dangling the keys in front of him.
"Really?" Jonghyun asked, staring at them with a smile, thoughts of being angry slipping slightly from his mind. "That's great. You've been wanting one."
"I know. I feel so lucky tonight. I feel like I'll get everything I want."
With a small laugh, Jonghyun shook his head. "Sorry, I forgot the strippers."
Minho shrugged and moved further into the room. He dropped his keys down on the table before turning back to Jonghyun. "So, ready to celebrate how awesome I am?"
Jonghyun tilted his head to the side and scanned the other man. "Yeah, sure. Where's the beer though?"
With a deep laugh rumbling in his throat, Minho stepped closer. "Not how we're going to celebrate, hyung."
Immediately Jonghyun felt on edge. "What do you," he was cut off as Minho stepped dangerously close, putting his hands on his shoulders and leaning in to press his lips roughly against Jonghyun's.
Jonghyun blanched before shoving his chest, pushing him away. "What was that?" he clearly tasted alcohol on Minho's breath, making him sure the other man had started celebrating before he got there. But did that mean he just did that because he was drunk, or was there something else? He wasn't really acting drunk, but it just didn't make sense.
Suddenly Minho was moving in again, and Jonghyun's hands shot up to grab his shirt. Minho wasn't going to take it though, and he roughly shoved Jonghyun back against the wall, moving in to press his body against Jonghyun's. The smaller man's eyes widened when he felt Minho's hard cock pressing into his gut. "Fuck. Minho, what the hell?"
"Don't you want to congratulate me, hyung?" Minho whispered deeply, his mouth close to Jonghyun's ear.
Jonghyun felt a hot flash shoot down his body making his eyes widen in shock. Pushing a little harder against Minho, Jonghyun managed to create a little distance between their bodies. "What are you talking about? We can't do something like that! I'm not gay," he exclaimed frantically, but then he looked up and met Minho's gaze and he suddenly felt like a deer caught in headlight. Fuck! His eyes were dark, hazed with lust and desire, and it was really fucking hot.
"Don't worry hyung," Minho said, leaning in again, moving his mouth to ghost over Jonghyun's neck. "The others are gone right now. No one will know," he whispered in a soft voice that had shivers running down Jonghyun's skin.
"Minho," the shorter man whispered, more questioning and uncertain than angry and defiant like before. It seemed like that uncertainty was all Minho needed because he suddenly crashed his body forward against Jonghyun's, pressing his hips against him, making Jonghyun gasp. His hands pushed up Jonghyun's shirt as he started kissing and licking his neck in a way that had Jonghyun shivering under his touch. "Fuck. Minho," he whimpered and moved his shaking hands up to grip Minho's arms tightly. His mind screamed that this couldn't be happening, but his body wasn't listening to reason, and Jonghyun felt like he couldn't push him away anymore.
"Hyung," Minho whispered against his neck, pressing Jonghyun against the wall with his body, sliding against him in a way that felt so unbelievably amazing. Then his hands moved down to Jonghyun's pants and they were undoing them. Jonghyun felt like he was in a state of shock and he just watched as Minho quickly yanked them off his hips.
One hand was quickly pressing against Jonghyun's hardening cock, and he couldn't help but press up against it, moaning deeply. Closing his eyes, Jonghyun turned his head and bit his lip, his body feeling like it was about to catch on fire.
Suddenly Minho was dropping to his knees in front of him, and Jonghyun could only stare down at him in wonder. As Minho leaned forward, pressing his face into Jonghyun's crotch, rubbing his mouth over his hard cock, Jonghyun moaned loudly and reached out to tangle his fingers in the younger man's hair. "Minho," he said, his voice deep with lust, his mind finally giving in to what his body wanted. If Minho wanted to suck his cock, why should he stop him?
Minho looked up at him with those bigs eyes and smiled, making Jonghyun's blood race in a surprising way. Minho was attractive. Jonghyun would have never disputed that, but he'd never looked at him in the way he was seeing him now. He'd never thought Minho would look so fucking good on his knees in front of him. "Oh fuck, Minho. I want your mouth on my dick," he moaned, pushing his hips forward to make his clothed cock bump against Minho's chin.
Simply smiling a little wider, Minho moved his hands to pull down Jonghyun boxers too. He ran his tongue slowly over his lips in a way that made Jonghyun's dick twitch in anticipation of having that hot mouth on it. Minho leaned forward and took the throbbing dick into his mouth, sliding his lips all the way down the length. Jonghyun gasped and tightened his fingers in Minho's hair. Pulling back, Minho ran his tongue over the length before pushing back down on it.
It felt so good having Minho sucking his cock and Jonghyun couldn't help but jerk his hips forward when Minho started sucking hard. He bit his lip and stroked his fingers against Minho's head in an apology when he made the other man choke slightly. Pulling back, Minho smirked at him and stood back up, making Jonghyun feel nervous all over again because Minho had been unpredictable all night, and he really didn't know what to expect next.
Suddenly, Minho fingers were against the side of his face, tracing down them and Jonghyun felt his lips make a small 'o' of surprise at the gentle and very intimate feeling touch. Then Minho was leaning in and pressing his lips against Jonghyun's again. The shorter man froze and tensed all over, but he didn't push Minho away this time. As Minho slowly moved his lips against Jonghyun's, the singer felt himself slowly start to relax into it. When Minho tongue swept out to push between his lips, Jonghyun let it, opening his mouth to the intrusion. God but it was worth it. Minho's tongue felt like sex in his mouth as it sensually swept over every surface. It felt like Minho was making love to every part that he touched and Jonghyun moaned into it, pressing his own body forward, reaching out to grab Minho's shirt. His body felt like it wanted more, needed more, even thought he wasn't exactly sure how he wanted to get it.
Minho seemed to have his own ideas though, and after slowly pulling back, he smirked and grabbed Jonghyun by the hips. Contrary to the way he'd been kissing him, Minho didn't hesitate to jerk Jonghyun away from the wall. He roughly turned him and pushed him over the table, quickly making it to where his ass was the part of him that was highest in the air.
With a gasp, Jonghyun quickly started to struggle against Minho's hand holding him down, afraid of what that position meant Minho intended to do. "Minho, I can't. I haven't ever," he started to spurt out nervously, but Minho shushed him in a comforting tone as he slowly started to work his hand against Jonghyun's back. It felt really nice, like a massage, but Jonghyun still felt that nervous tightening in his stomach.
"I know you want it, Jonghyun. Why else would you be so hard right now?" the question made Jonghyun start and he stared down at the table in consternation.
"That's not," he started to defend himself, but one of Minho's hands quickly moved around him to press against his mouth while the other one continued to rub his back.
"Just stop fighting, Jonghyun. If you don't like it, I promise I'll stop. I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to."
Jonghyun couldn't help but frown because it felt kind of like Minho had already been doing that, but at the same time maybe he hadn't really. Jonghyun felt like he actually had wanted it even if he hadn't been willing or even wasn't ready now to admit it. Pressing his eyes tightly shut, Jonghyun nodded slowly, although it was so slight that he was pretty sure he could deny that he'd ever actually done it.
The small movement seemed to be enough for Minho though, who promptly started to push a finger into Jonghyun's mouth. The singer frowned for a moment before Minho started to push the finger in and out. Jonghyun still didn't move though and Minho moved his hand to smack Jonghyun across the ass, making it obvious that he wanted Jonghyun to do more than lay there. And he did. Jonghyun shot up only to be quickly pushed back down, his chest hitting the table hard.
"Minho," he whined, his ass stinging, but his pride hurting even more.
"Suck my finger, hyung," Minho demanded in that low, soft voice, almost making it unbelievable that he'd ever smacked Jonghyun's ass the way he had.
Taking a shaky breath, Jonghyun wrapped his lips around the finger in his mouth and started to suck on it. He hadn't ever given a blow job or really sucked on anything like that before, his experience limited mostly to lollipops. So his movements felt experimental and uncertain. The slow, curious way he sucked on Minho's finger and experimentally flicked his tongue against it made Minho make a deep, rough moaning noise as he pressed his hips forward against Jonghyun's ass. Jonghyun felt his cock through his pants, still rock hard, rubbing against his ass and he felt heat flash through him, urging him on. When Minho pressed another finger against his lips, Jonghyun sucked it in eagerly, earning him another moan as Minho slowly ran his hand across Jonghyun's ass, squeezing and massaging the soft flesh.
"Your mouth feels good, hyung. Do you want my cock in your mouth too?"
The question made Jonghyun moan before he even realised he was doing it, but instead of fighting it, he eagerly nodded his head. He wanted it. Fuck, but he wanted Minho big, hard cock fucking his mouth. He wanted it badly.
Pulling his fingers out of Jonghyun's mouth, Minho took a step back from him. The heat of his body suddenly being gone from him made Jonghyun shiver. He slowly pushed himself up and turned around. Minho had already undone his pants and pushed them down. His hard cock seemed like it was staring right at him and Jonghyun felt captivated by it. He swallowed nervously and took a step forward before dropping to his knees. Reaching his hand out, he wrapped it around the base and leaned forward to press a curious swipe of his tongue across the head. The moan that came from Minho made Jonghyun smirk because he was starting to feel a little less out of control and a little more okay with what was happening. It was really too late to go back now, and since he'd already lost the fight, Jonghyun found it easy to just completely give in to what was happening, to what his body was telling him it wanted. All the question that would haunt him could be saved for later.
Wrapping his soft lips around Minho's dick, Jonghyun felt the pre-cum slide onto his tongue. He swallowed it without thinking, but felt like he didn't really mind as he slowly moved his lips down Minho's cock. He started to bob his head back and forth, earning several throaty moans from the taller man. One of Minho's hands tangled in his hair tightly, urging his head back and forth.
"Harder. Suck me harder," the commands from Minho actually really turned Jonghyun on, even to his own surprise, and he found himself automatically doing exactly what he was told. Hollowing out his cheeks, Jonghyun sucked hard on his big cock, rolling his tongue under the head as he pulled back before pushing forward on it again.
"Oh hyung. That's feels so good, hyung," Minho moaned in a needy tone that had Jonghyun's inside twisting so tightly his body felt like it was about to go crazy. He moved his hands up to hold onto Minho's legs as he sucked harder and bobbed his head faster. "Fuck. Jonghyun. Oh god, I want you. Jonghyun, I want to fuck you so hard. I want to fuck your tight ass."
Jonghyun felt blood pulse in his dick at Minho's words and he slowed his pace on Minho's cock before leaning back and looking up at Minho. His breath was heavy and uneven. "Fuck me then," he sounded breathless to his own ears, and just saying that made his cock ache with need. "Fuck me, Minho. I want you inside me," he practically moaned as he looked up at the other man with hooded, lust-filled eyes.
With a sound similar to a growl, Minho grabbed Jonghyun arms and jerked him up, turning him and pushing him down against the table again. "Your tight ass is going to feel so good. My dick is going to fill it up so easily," he said roughly as he pressed one of the fingers Jonghyun had sucked on earlier against his asshole. Jonghyun gasped as it sunk into him. Minho pushed it in quickly, as far as it would go, and Jonghyun wriggled underneath him in discomfort.
That other hand came back to massage his back in the same comforting way it had been before and Jonghyun slowly felt himself relaxing into it as Minho continued working his finger in and out of him. Then he added a second, pushing it in only a little slower than the first. Jonghyun gasped and bit down hard on his lip as Minho quickly began to scissor him, spreading him open for him. Then came a third finger, and Jonghyun felt like he was being split open. He squeezed his eyes shut and wondered at how Minho's cock was going to feel when his fingers felt so fucking huge.
Then something happened that made Jonghyun's entire body tense as pleasure shot through him. "Ah! Minho," he moaned, pressing back against him. His eyes rolled back at the feeling as Minho pushed his fingers harder against his prostate.
"Does that feel good?" Minho asked, his voice sounding smug and rough from arousal at the same time.
Jonghyun couldn't care less whether or not he should be mad at Minho for being smug because it felt too fucking good to fight. "More. Do it again."
A soft laugh came out of Minho's mouth and he pulled his finger back and out of Jonghyun's ass, making him suddenly feel incredibly empty. "Next time you feel that, it'll be my cock pushing against it, and it will feel so much better."
Jonghyun shivered in anticipation and moaned in desire, wanting Minho to just go ahead and do it because he wanted it so much. Minho didn't make him wait too long before Jonghyun felt the tip of his dick pressing against his entrance. Then the head was pushing in and Jonghyun gasped because it stretched so much more than his fingers. It felt like he was being ripped in half. Jonghyun hadn't know his eyes could feel so wide, and his knuckles turned white because of how tightly he was gripping the edge of the table.
The hand on his back moved to his side, still rubbing into his muscles in a gentle way that felt so fucking different than the cock in his ass. Breathing heavily, Jonghyun turned his head and let his cheek press against the cool wood as Minho slowly pushed deeper into him.
"Fuck, Jonghyun. You're so tight. God, you feel so good," Minho moaned as he pushed in all the way. Once he was completely buried inside Jonghyun, he leaned over him. His front flush against Jonghyun's back, he pressed several kisses against Jonghyun's shoulder blade as the smaller man practically shook beneath him.
"Minho," he whined, wanting the other man to hurry up and make it hurt less and feel better because wasn't that how it was supposed to work? At his quiet plea, Minho slowly started to rock his hips against Jonghyun's ass. They were gentle movements, but it still felt rough to Jonghyun because he'd never had anything like that happen to him before.
Slowly, Minho started to pull back and push in again, letting Jonghyun get accustomed to his size and to the movements inside of him without moving too quickly. Jonghyun panted beneath Minho, his body screaming from everything that was happening. Suddenly, Minho's hand was slipping underneath Jonghyun to wrap around his penis. He slowly started to pull his hand up and down Jonghyun's length. The feeling took some of the edge off of Minho pushing into him harder, and Jonghyun moaned at being touched because it felt good.
Before Jonghyun realised it he was suddenly hurting less and feeling good more. He started to push his hips back, trying to get more. Minho groaned from the jerky movements Jonghyun was making and started to thrust harder into him, making Jonghyun gasp and then his vision blurred as Minho suddenly started to pound against his sweet spot.
A string of curses and pleas left Jonghyun's mouth as he felt his body go crazy with everything Minho was making him feel. He found himself begging for more, for Minho to fuck him harder without even realising what he was saying. Minho complied, fucking him and jerking him off so hard that Jonghyun quickly felt his climax hitting him and he felt his entire body tense as his balls tightened and his seed shot out, covering Minho's hand and getting on his stomach, the table, and the floor too.
Minho's hand quickly moved to grasp his hip, mirroring the other one and he barely had time to enjoy coming down from his orgasm before Minho started thrusting into him incredibly hard. So hard that Jonghyun felt his body sliding against the table, his stomach digging into it almost painfully, and Jonghyun was pretty sure there would be marks. Within minutes, Minho's thrusts changed to quick, short thrusts and then Jonghyun felt Minho's hot seed filling his ass. He moaned at the feeling, pressing back against Minho.
Breathing heavily, Minho leaned over him as he came down, and Jonghyun let him stay there without fighting, even though his stomach and back were crying out in protest. Pressing a kiss against Jonghyun's back, Minho sighed contently before leaning back and pulling out.
"Fuck, Jonghyun. That was so hot," he said breathily. Jonghyun heard him move farther away, but didn't know what he was doing until he straightened and turned to see Minho stepping closer again with some paper towels in hand. He smiled and helped Jonghyun clean off, something that made Jonghyun grin in amusement rather than feeling embarrassed about it.
"It was," he replied, feeling surprised by not only the fact that it was hot, but also by the fact that it had even happened. "What made you suddenly want to do that?" Jonghyun asked curiously as he reached for his pants, pulling them up but leaving them undone because he already felt sore and he already wanted to change into something more comfortable.
"After I got the car I felt like it was the perfect day, and then I thought to myself 'What could make this day better?' And then I realised really good sex would be the perfect end to the day. You were the person who came to my mind first."
Jonghyun felt his cheeks flush, almost surprising himself as much as Minho's words had. "You thought about me? Why?"
"Because I always thought you'd be good. I always thought your ass would feel really good around my cock, and I always like being right."
Jonghyun felt himself flush even harder before he shook his head. He wondered how he hadn't noticed, how he hadn't known Minho wanted to fuck him. Then again, he hadn't ever realised he would consent to something like that either. It was more than he felt like thinking about though, so instead he shrugged and smirked at the taller man. "Well, of course it would feel amazing. It is my ass."
Minho just smirked right back at him before stepping closer and sliding his hand behind Jonghyun's neck to pull him close for a kiss again. This time, Jonghyun matched him easily, pushing his tongue demandingly into Minho's mouth. He wouldn't be bested again, now that he knew what was going on. They kissed for what felt like several minutes, and when they pulled back they were both breathless and Jonghyun felt like his legs might be about to give out on him.
"I guess showing off the car will have to wait until tomorrow. I'm going to take a shower," Minho added with a wink before turning and heading toward the bathroom. Jonghyun only smiled and shook his head at his back. This was going to take a while to sink in.
Pairing: Minho/Jonghyun
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Smut, bordering dub-con at first, first time, victory sex.
Summary: Minho wants to celebrate his victory at Dream Team. Jonghyun doesn't realise what celebrate really means though.
Word Count: 3,372
Notes: I couldn't resist! I really didn't think JongHo would be the pairing in my first complete SHINee fic, but I couldn't help but write this up as soon as I thought about it. Thinking about OnTaeKey being gone while these two were left alone! Plus, Minho winning was the perfect set-up for this. Maybe I should write the other three in Spain now. Teehee.
With Key, Taemin and Onew gone to Barcelona, Minho and Jonghyun were pretty much left on their own. Of course Minho was competing in Dream Team, something that kept him busy up until the day it happened because he was so serious about it. Jonghyun didn't care too much other than to wish him luck when he left that morning. Later on in the day Jonghyun got the text saying 'We're celebrating tonight'. Jonghyun couldn't help but grin, knowing that the message meant Minho had won. He didn't mind because celebrating with Minho was always fun and it generally involved drinking. So he texted back his agreement and went on with his own day.
Later on in the evening, Jonghyun wondered where Minho was as it got close to ten. He grumbled to himself as he sat at the dorm's kitchen table, wondering if Minho had decided to celebrate with someone else instead. He checked his phone, but nothing. He was about to just go to bed, because it wasn't like he had nothing to do the next day, when he heard the door. Frowning, Jonghyun slowly stood and walked out of the kitchen towards it. Minho grinned from the doorway as he took off his shoes.
"Jonghyun, you wouldn't believe it. I won a car!" he exclaimed excitedly, strutting in and dangling the keys in front of him.
"Really?" Jonghyun asked, staring at them with a smile, thoughts of being angry slipping slightly from his mind. "That's great. You've been wanting one."
"I know. I feel so lucky tonight. I feel like I'll get everything I want."
With a small laugh, Jonghyun shook his head. "Sorry, I forgot the strippers."
Minho shrugged and moved further into the room. He dropped his keys down on the table before turning back to Jonghyun. "So, ready to celebrate how awesome I am?"
Jonghyun tilted his head to the side and scanned the other man. "Yeah, sure. Where's the beer though?"
With a deep laugh rumbling in his throat, Minho stepped closer. "Not how we're going to celebrate, hyung."
Immediately Jonghyun felt on edge. "What do you," he was cut off as Minho stepped dangerously close, putting his hands on his shoulders and leaning in to press his lips roughly against Jonghyun's.
Jonghyun blanched before shoving his chest, pushing him away. "What was that?" he clearly tasted alcohol on Minho's breath, making him sure the other man had started celebrating before he got there. But did that mean he just did that because he was drunk, or was there something else? He wasn't really acting drunk, but it just didn't make sense.
Suddenly Minho was moving in again, and Jonghyun's hands shot up to grab his shirt. Minho wasn't going to take it though, and he roughly shoved Jonghyun back against the wall, moving in to press his body against Jonghyun's. The smaller man's eyes widened when he felt Minho's hard cock pressing into his gut. "Fuck. Minho, what the hell?"
"Don't you want to congratulate me, hyung?" Minho whispered deeply, his mouth close to Jonghyun's ear.
Jonghyun felt a hot flash shoot down his body making his eyes widen in shock. Pushing a little harder against Minho, Jonghyun managed to create a little distance between their bodies. "What are you talking about? We can't do something like that! I'm not gay," he exclaimed frantically, but then he looked up and met Minho's gaze and he suddenly felt like a deer caught in headlight. Fuck! His eyes were dark, hazed with lust and desire, and it was really fucking hot.
"Don't worry hyung," Minho said, leaning in again, moving his mouth to ghost over Jonghyun's neck. "The others are gone right now. No one will know," he whispered in a soft voice that had shivers running down Jonghyun's skin.
"Minho," the shorter man whispered, more questioning and uncertain than angry and defiant like before. It seemed like that uncertainty was all Minho needed because he suddenly crashed his body forward against Jonghyun's, pressing his hips against him, making Jonghyun gasp. His hands pushed up Jonghyun's shirt as he started kissing and licking his neck in a way that had Jonghyun shivering under his touch. "Fuck. Minho," he whimpered and moved his shaking hands up to grip Minho's arms tightly. His mind screamed that this couldn't be happening, but his body wasn't listening to reason, and Jonghyun felt like he couldn't push him away anymore.
"Hyung," Minho whispered against his neck, pressing Jonghyun against the wall with his body, sliding against him in a way that felt so unbelievably amazing. Then his hands moved down to Jonghyun's pants and they were undoing them. Jonghyun felt like he was in a state of shock and he just watched as Minho quickly yanked them off his hips.
One hand was quickly pressing against Jonghyun's hardening cock, and he couldn't help but press up against it, moaning deeply. Closing his eyes, Jonghyun turned his head and bit his lip, his body feeling like it was about to catch on fire.
Suddenly Minho was dropping to his knees in front of him, and Jonghyun could only stare down at him in wonder. As Minho leaned forward, pressing his face into Jonghyun's crotch, rubbing his mouth over his hard cock, Jonghyun moaned loudly and reached out to tangle his fingers in the younger man's hair. "Minho," he said, his voice deep with lust, his mind finally giving in to what his body wanted. If Minho wanted to suck his cock, why should he stop him?
Minho looked up at him with those bigs eyes and smiled, making Jonghyun's blood race in a surprising way. Minho was attractive. Jonghyun would have never disputed that, but he'd never looked at him in the way he was seeing him now. He'd never thought Minho would look so fucking good on his knees in front of him. "Oh fuck, Minho. I want your mouth on my dick," he moaned, pushing his hips forward to make his clothed cock bump against Minho's chin.
Simply smiling a little wider, Minho moved his hands to pull down Jonghyun boxers too. He ran his tongue slowly over his lips in a way that made Jonghyun's dick twitch in anticipation of having that hot mouth on it. Minho leaned forward and took the throbbing dick into his mouth, sliding his lips all the way down the length. Jonghyun gasped and tightened his fingers in Minho's hair. Pulling back, Minho ran his tongue over the length before pushing back down on it.
It felt so good having Minho sucking his cock and Jonghyun couldn't help but jerk his hips forward when Minho started sucking hard. He bit his lip and stroked his fingers against Minho's head in an apology when he made the other man choke slightly. Pulling back, Minho smirked at him and stood back up, making Jonghyun feel nervous all over again because Minho had been unpredictable all night, and he really didn't know what to expect next.
Suddenly, Minho fingers were against the side of his face, tracing down them and Jonghyun felt his lips make a small 'o' of surprise at the gentle and very intimate feeling touch. Then Minho was leaning in and pressing his lips against Jonghyun's again. The shorter man froze and tensed all over, but he didn't push Minho away this time. As Minho slowly moved his lips against Jonghyun's, the singer felt himself slowly start to relax into it. When Minho tongue swept out to push between his lips, Jonghyun let it, opening his mouth to the intrusion. God but it was worth it. Minho's tongue felt like sex in his mouth as it sensually swept over every surface. It felt like Minho was making love to every part that he touched and Jonghyun moaned into it, pressing his own body forward, reaching out to grab Minho's shirt. His body felt like it wanted more, needed more, even thought he wasn't exactly sure how he wanted to get it.
Minho seemed to have his own ideas though, and after slowly pulling back, he smirked and grabbed Jonghyun by the hips. Contrary to the way he'd been kissing him, Minho didn't hesitate to jerk Jonghyun away from the wall. He roughly turned him and pushed him over the table, quickly making it to where his ass was the part of him that was highest in the air.
With a gasp, Jonghyun quickly started to struggle against Minho's hand holding him down, afraid of what that position meant Minho intended to do. "Minho, I can't. I haven't ever," he started to spurt out nervously, but Minho shushed him in a comforting tone as he slowly started to work his hand against Jonghyun's back. It felt really nice, like a massage, but Jonghyun still felt that nervous tightening in his stomach.
"I know you want it, Jonghyun. Why else would you be so hard right now?" the question made Jonghyun start and he stared down at the table in consternation.
"That's not," he started to defend himself, but one of Minho's hands quickly moved around him to press against his mouth while the other one continued to rub his back.
"Just stop fighting, Jonghyun. If you don't like it, I promise I'll stop. I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to."
Jonghyun couldn't help but frown because it felt kind of like Minho had already been doing that, but at the same time maybe he hadn't really. Jonghyun felt like he actually had wanted it even if he hadn't been willing or even wasn't ready now to admit it. Pressing his eyes tightly shut, Jonghyun nodded slowly, although it was so slight that he was pretty sure he could deny that he'd ever actually done it.
The small movement seemed to be enough for Minho though, who promptly started to push a finger into Jonghyun's mouth. The singer frowned for a moment before Minho started to push the finger in and out. Jonghyun still didn't move though and Minho moved his hand to smack Jonghyun across the ass, making it obvious that he wanted Jonghyun to do more than lay there. And he did. Jonghyun shot up only to be quickly pushed back down, his chest hitting the table hard.
"Minho," he whined, his ass stinging, but his pride hurting even more.
"Suck my finger, hyung," Minho demanded in that low, soft voice, almost making it unbelievable that he'd ever smacked Jonghyun's ass the way he had.
Taking a shaky breath, Jonghyun wrapped his lips around the finger in his mouth and started to suck on it. He hadn't ever given a blow job or really sucked on anything like that before, his experience limited mostly to lollipops. So his movements felt experimental and uncertain. The slow, curious way he sucked on Minho's finger and experimentally flicked his tongue against it made Minho make a deep, rough moaning noise as he pressed his hips forward against Jonghyun's ass. Jonghyun felt his cock through his pants, still rock hard, rubbing against his ass and he felt heat flash through him, urging him on. When Minho pressed another finger against his lips, Jonghyun sucked it in eagerly, earning him another moan as Minho slowly ran his hand across Jonghyun's ass, squeezing and massaging the soft flesh.
"Your mouth feels good, hyung. Do you want my cock in your mouth too?"
The question made Jonghyun moan before he even realised he was doing it, but instead of fighting it, he eagerly nodded his head. He wanted it. Fuck, but he wanted Minho big, hard cock fucking his mouth. He wanted it badly.
Pulling his fingers out of Jonghyun's mouth, Minho took a step back from him. The heat of his body suddenly being gone from him made Jonghyun shiver. He slowly pushed himself up and turned around. Minho had already undone his pants and pushed them down. His hard cock seemed like it was staring right at him and Jonghyun felt captivated by it. He swallowed nervously and took a step forward before dropping to his knees. Reaching his hand out, he wrapped it around the base and leaned forward to press a curious swipe of his tongue across the head. The moan that came from Minho made Jonghyun smirk because he was starting to feel a little less out of control and a little more okay with what was happening. It was really too late to go back now, and since he'd already lost the fight, Jonghyun found it easy to just completely give in to what was happening, to what his body was telling him it wanted. All the question that would haunt him could be saved for later.
Wrapping his soft lips around Minho's dick, Jonghyun felt the pre-cum slide onto his tongue. He swallowed it without thinking, but felt like he didn't really mind as he slowly moved his lips down Minho's cock. He started to bob his head back and forth, earning several throaty moans from the taller man. One of Minho's hands tangled in his hair tightly, urging his head back and forth.
"Harder. Suck me harder," the commands from Minho actually really turned Jonghyun on, even to his own surprise, and he found himself automatically doing exactly what he was told. Hollowing out his cheeks, Jonghyun sucked hard on his big cock, rolling his tongue under the head as he pulled back before pushing forward on it again.
"Oh hyung. That's feels so good, hyung," Minho moaned in a needy tone that had Jonghyun's inside twisting so tightly his body felt like it was about to go crazy. He moved his hands up to hold onto Minho's legs as he sucked harder and bobbed his head faster. "Fuck. Jonghyun. Oh god, I want you. Jonghyun, I want to fuck you so hard. I want to fuck your tight ass."
Jonghyun felt blood pulse in his dick at Minho's words and he slowed his pace on Minho's cock before leaning back and looking up at Minho. His breath was heavy and uneven. "Fuck me then," he sounded breathless to his own ears, and just saying that made his cock ache with need. "Fuck me, Minho. I want you inside me," he practically moaned as he looked up at the other man with hooded, lust-filled eyes.
With a sound similar to a growl, Minho grabbed Jonghyun arms and jerked him up, turning him and pushing him down against the table again. "Your tight ass is going to feel so good. My dick is going to fill it up so easily," he said roughly as he pressed one of the fingers Jonghyun had sucked on earlier against his asshole. Jonghyun gasped as it sunk into him. Minho pushed it in quickly, as far as it would go, and Jonghyun wriggled underneath him in discomfort.
That other hand came back to massage his back in the same comforting way it had been before and Jonghyun slowly felt himself relaxing into it as Minho continued working his finger in and out of him. Then he added a second, pushing it in only a little slower than the first. Jonghyun gasped and bit down hard on his lip as Minho quickly began to scissor him, spreading him open for him. Then came a third finger, and Jonghyun felt like he was being split open. He squeezed his eyes shut and wondered at how Minho's cock was going to feel when his fingers felt so fucking huge.
Then something happened that made Jonghyun's entire body tense as pleasure shot through him. "Ah! Minho," he moaned, pressing back against him. His eyes rolled back at the feeling as Minho pushed his fingers harder against his prostate.
"Does that feel good?" Minho asked, his voice sounding smug and rough from arousal at the same time.
Jonghyun couldn't care less whether or not he should be mad at Minho for being smug because it felt too fucking good to fight. "More. Do it again."
A soft laugh came out of Minho's mouth and he pulled his finger back and out of Jonghyun's ass, making him suddenly feel incredibly empty. "Next time you feel that, it'll be my cock pushing against it, and it will feel so much better."
Jonghyun shivered in anticipation and moaned in desire, wanting Minho to just go ahead and do it because he wanted it so much. Minho didn't make him wait too long before Jonghyun felt the tip of his dick pressing against his entrance. Then the head was pushing in and Jonghyun gasped because it stretched so much more than his fingers. It felt like he was being ripped in half. Jonghyun hadn't know his eyes could feel so wide, and his knuckles turned white because of how tightly he was gripping the edge of the table.
The hand on his back moved to his side, still rubbing into his muscles in a gentle way that felt so fucking different than the cock in his ass. Breathing heavily, Jonghyun turned his head and let his cheek press against the cool wood as Minho slowly pushed deeper into him.
"Fuck, Jonghyun. You're so tight. God, you feel so good," Minho moaned as he pushed in all the way. Once he was completely buried inside Jonghyun, he leaned over him. His front flush against Jonghyun's back, he pressed several kisses against Jonghyun's shoulder blade as the smaller man practically shook beneath him.
"Minho," he whined, wanting the other man to hurry up and make it hurt less and feel better because wasn't that how it was supposed to work? At his quiet plea, Minho slowly started to rock his hips against Jonghyun's ass. They were gentle movements, but it still felt rough to Jonghyun because he'd never had anything like that happen to him before.
Slowly, Minho started to pull back and push in again, letting Jonghyun get accustomed to his size and to the movements inside of him without moving too quickly. Jonghyun panted beneath Minho, his body screaming from everything that was happening. Suddenly, Minho's hand was slipping underneath Jonghyun to wrap around his penis. He slowly started to pull his hand up and down Jonghyun's length. The feeling took some of the edge off of Minho pushing into him harder, and Jonghyun moaned at being touched because it felt good.
Before Jonghyun realised it he was suddenly hurting less and feeling good more. He started to push his hips back, trying to get more. Minho groaned from the jerky movements Jonghyun was making and started to thrust harder into him, making Jonghyun gasp and then his vision blurred as Minho suddenly started to pound against his sweet spot.
A string of curses and pleas left Jonghyun's mouth as he felt his body go crazy with everything Minho was making him feel. He found himself begging for more, for Minho to fuck him harder without even realising what he was saying. Minho complied, fucking him and jerking him off so hard that Jonghyun quickly felt his climax hitting him and he felt his entire body tense as his balls tightened and his seed shot out, covering Minho's hand and getting on his stomach, the table, and the floor too.
Minho's hand quickly moved to grasp his hip, mirroring the other one and he barely had time to enjoy coming down from his orgasm before Minho started thrusting into him incredibly hard. So hard that Jonghyun felt his body sliding against the table, his stomach digging into it almost painfully, and Jonghyun was pretty sure there would be marks. Within minutes, Minho's thrusts changed to quick, short thrusts and then Jonghyun felt Minho's hot seed filling his ass. He moaned at the feeling, pressing back against Minho.
Breathing heavily, Minho leaned over him as he came down, and Jonghyun let him stay there without fighting, even though his stomach and back were crying out in protest. Pressing a kiss against Jonghyun's back, Minho sighed contently before leaning back and pulling out.
"Fuck, Jonghyun. That was so hot," he said breathily. Jonghyun heard him move farther away, but didn't know what he was doing until he straightened and turned to see Minho stepping closer again with some paper towels in hand. He smiled and helped Jonghyun clean off, something that made Jonghyun grin in amusement rather than feeling embarrassed about it.
"It was," he replied, feeling surprised by not only the fact that it was hot, but also by the fact that it had even happened. "What made you suddenly want to do that?" Jonghyun asked curiously as he reached for his pants, pulling them up but leaving them undone because he already felt sore and he already wanted to change into something more comfortable.
"After I got the car I felt like it was the perfect day, and then I thought to myself 'What could make this day better?' And then I realised really good sex would be the perfect end to the day. You were the person who came to my mind first."
Jonghyun felt his cheeks flush, almost surprising himself as much as Minho's words had. "You thought about me? Why?"
"Because I always thought you'd be good. I always thought your ass would feel really good around my cock, and I always like being right."
Jonghyun felt himself flush even harder before he shook his head. He wondered how he hadn't noticed, how he hadn't known Minho wanted to fuck him. Then again, he hadn't ever realised he would consent to something like that either. It was more than he felt like thinking about though, so instead he shrugged and smirked at the taller man. "Well, of course it would feel amazing. It is my ass."
Minho just smirked right back at him before stepping closer and sliding his hand behind Jonghyun's neck to pull him close for a kiss again. This time, Jonghyun matched him easily, pushing his tongue demandingly into Minho's mouth. He wouldn't be bested again, now that he knew what was going on. They kissed for what felt like several minutes, and when they pulled back they were both breathless and Jonghyun felt like his legs might be about to give out on him.
"I guess showing off the car will have to wait until tomorrow. I'm going to take a shower," Minho added with a wink before turning and heading toward the bathroom. Jonghyun only smiled and shook his head at his back. This was going to take a while to sink in.