Bright Darkness | Chapter Five
Pairing: Jongkey
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, Drama
Summary: Kibum’s current relationship is lacking spice. To safe his relationship, he calls his boyfriend for an intimate phone conversation, but the one at the other side isn’t his boyfriend… It’s a boy called Jonghyun.
When Kibum woke up it was with a lazy smile on his face. Feeling so good after a deep sleep that had never been more satisfying.
Kibum stretched his arms, his fingers hovering over the soft sheets under him.
He smelt something tasty, mouthwatering already without knowing what would await him.
When he moved a bit, rolling over onto his belly he started to get the feeling that something was wrong.
Both of his arms were stretched out, both feeling the soft fabric.
His own bed wasn’t this big.
When he tried to open his eyes, to look around him in panic he noticed that even that was impossible.
One of his hands trailed from the sheet to his eyes, feeling the smooth fabric that took away his sight.
And then he remembered.
He remembered Jonghyun.
He remembered how he agreed to be blinded and giving the other the power to decide over his further life.
And he remembered what a beautiful night he had experienced.
Letting his head lower on the pillow again he knew he missed something.
Someone.
‘Jonghyun?’ he whispered. Not daring to talk louder for some reason.
After two more calls for the elder, his voice gaining more force each time, he knew the man wasn’t here.
Fine. What now.
He had promised the other that he wouldn’t see, but he had to get out of this bed. To get out of this house.
‘Jonghyun?’ he called a last time, still not receiving any answer, he decided that the boy was really gone.
Kibum hooked his fingers under the black fabric and pulled it up, letting it rest on his forehead.
For the first time he saw the room where he had spent the night.
He lied in a King-sized bed, sheets fumbled up at the end and enough traces of the night before.
Kibum smiled when he reached for the pillow where Jonghyun had slept on the past night, still smelling the masculine scent that Jonghyun carried around him.
When he rolled back on his back, the pillow still locked in his arms, he saw the origin of the delicious smell.
On the bedside table stood a bag from the Starbucks, a little note stuck on it.
Kibum sat up, leaving the pillow when he reached for the paper bag. When it was seated on his lap he couldn’t suppress a smile.
This isn’t a note to say you have to clean the bed sheets. - God, I will do that dirty job. ><’ You should repay me.- Here is some food and coffee to start the day. - Latte right?-
I left the apartment for the time being, so you could do your morning ritual while you can see. -No. you won’t see me. All the pictures are somewhere hidden. As long you won’t search for it you won’t see them.-
I’ll talk to you later ~
Kibum felt actually touched at the small notices of his personality. The latte coffee and his morning ritual.
He couldn’t help thinking that even after two years Siwon had to ask his order.
Kibum opened the little bag and took out a large plastic cup of latte. It was still hot so he hadn’t left it here too long ago.
The food Jonghyun had spoken about existed out of a Choco chip cookie and a muffin. Did he want him fat? Kibum thought when he took his first sip op the latte.
He could let out a moan for the delicious tasting liquid.
Exactly enough milk and sugar.
A second he thought about marrying Jonghyun if that meant he could have this every morning.
He left the two pieces of food untouched on the little side table, together with the hot plastic cup.
Kibum stood up from the bed, looking at the ground where the most of his clothing lied.
The smile on his face wasn’t going to leave this day he already noticed when he started to collect his clothes.
Kibum had to look around for a few seconds to find the bathroom.
Jonghyun’s home excited out of one room.
A small kitchen in the corner, a television screen against the wall with a somewhat big coffee table, probably also used as dining table not far away from it.
The rest of the room was filled with multiple closets and shelving.
In the corner on the other side of the bed, under the large window, stood two guitars. One acoustic and the other electric. Both entirely in shining black.
Kibum decided he would look at those later. He was getting in high need of a shower.
When Kibum opened the door to the bathroom he instantly saw all the body products on the stone table around the sink.
God. He loved Jonghyun.
Kibum wasn’t someone who needed much.
But he needed his routine.
And his facial products.
Kibum dropped the clothes onto the floor. He didn’t took long for showering, even when the person who owned this apartment had seen him naked -and wasn’t even in the house- he felt kind of uncomfortable to stand here so…exposed.
After drying his body and hair for the most part he reached for his boxer. Kibum wasn’t really fond of the dirty piece of clothing at the moment but it was that or looking through Jonghyuns’ drawers for a replacement. He wasn’t sure if Jonghyun would be happy with the thoughts of a stranger looking through his possessions.
Kibum reached for a pastel colored bottle, reading what it was supposed to do.
After reading a lot of the bottles contents he just went for a random crème.
After applying a few layers of multiple bottles he decided his skin had enough care for the day, only finishing with a small tube of bb cream which he found in a basket full of little packages -probably all testers the man never used before.-
Kibum smiled at the result of his blow-dried hair when he finally finished it. - Styling it with some other products he had found on the dresser.-
Kibum was content with himself when he walked fully clothed out of the small bathroom.
He searched for the bag coming from the coffee shop, and seated himself on the low table.
He pulled both the muffin and cookie out of the bag, placing it upon it. He wasn’t sure how clean Jonghyun was. But he didn’t want to leave a dirty house for the other to clean.
Kibum leant his head on his hand, elbow placed on the table, taking sips from the now somewhat colder coffee.
When he wasn’t drinking coffee he was busy with breaking little pieces off the Choco chip flavored cookie or naturel muffin.
He still couldn’t believe what he had done.
Normally he wasn’t the person for a one night stand, to share this intimate happening with someone he felt nothing for.
But Kibum also knew this wasn’t a one night stand. He had agreed to do this more often.
Until one of them would fall in love.
Kibum smiled, knowing that he wouldn’t date someone in the near future. For the time being, he was done with relationships.
So if Jonghyun shouldn’t fall in love with somebody either, they would do this for a long time.
And hell, Kibum loved the idea.
Even if he was going to be blinded, he didn’t mind. After tonight he knew how exciting it was when he could see nothing. Only feeling the other. Being more sensitive than ever before.
He liked the idea that he would have sex like that more often from now on.
Kibum was shocked by a loud song breaking the silence.
Kibum sighed when he knew it was his own mobile. He really didn’t want to go back to reality so fast.
But Kibum sat up, letting his legs support his weight when he stood up to find his cell phone on the little table where his coffee surprise package had stood a few minutes ago.
Jonghyun.
With new found excitement he took his smartphone in his hand, taking the call with saying his name cheerfully.
‘You sound happy.’ Jonghyun laughed when Kibum walked back to the table.
‘I am happy. You don’t know how good this coffee tastes!’ He jolted, taking another sip.
‘I am glad to know that I ordered the right thing. Did you sleep well?’ He asked.
‘Uhum~’ he said approvingly, mouth full with a bite of cake. ‘You have a really big bed.’
‘You don’t?’ He sounded like he was in thought.
‘Yah! Pervert.’ Kibum said just before he took another sip of the coffee.
‘Why am I a pervert? I’m just interested.’
Kibum snorted. ‘Sure.’ He laughed while he took another bite of the cookie.
‘So… You are still at my place? The elder asked.
‘Yes, I wanted to leave after I finished the food. Where are you now?’ Kibum asked while he fumbled at the hem of his Capri pants.
‘I went to the library to finish some homework. But it’s all finished now.’ He sounded accomplished.
‘So you wanted to head home?’ The elder made an approvingly sound. ‘I’m actually ready to go. So if you wait five minutes, I’ll be gone.’
‘Don’t rush.’ He heard the other pulling a smirk. Kibum already rolled his eyes at what he was going to say. He felt that is was going to be something embarrassing. ‘With that ass of you, you should take it easy.’
‘Don’t talk almighty. It doesn’t hurt that bad.’
He already started to know Jonghyun.
Kibum grabbed the now empty bag and went on the search for a trash bin, quickly finding it tucked away in the corner of the kitchen.
‘You have a nice place.’ Kibum complimented him. Giving the place another look before he took his half full coffee cup from the low table.
‘It’s so small.’ Jonghyun complained while Kibum gave the floor one last look before deciding none of his possessions stayed behind.
‘Tsk. Have you seen my dorm room? It fits nothing more than a bed and desk.’
Kibum had left the room, securing that the door behind him was really closed so that no one could possibly get in the elders room.
Kibum listened to some rambling of the other. Taking fast steps down the stairs until he was on the ground floor.
Okay. Remember Kibum: Third floor, second door on your left.
Got it.
‘Jonghyun. You haven’t dropped me on the other side of town right?’ he asked. Already knowing the answer.
The other side of the line stayed silent.
‘Jonghyun!’ the other called in distress.
‘I forgot that you lived so far away.’
Damn. He knew that this was at least an hour walk to his dorm.
‘You’re going to keep me company till I arrived at my dorm. I don’t want to get raped in some deprived area.’
‘You’re exaggerating Kibum.’ The other sighed.
‘No. I’m not. Have you ever looked around? All those dark allies full of drugs dealers and potential
rapers. I swear Kim Jonghyun… If I get killed today…’
‘Gosh. It’s morning. And it’s just another area that’s not in the middle of the busy city. Sorry that it’s not to your liking, princess.’ Jonghyun laughed.
Kibum rolled his eyes before he started at his long,
Long,
Walk.
‘You did…What?!’ Minho exclaimed after Kibum told his story…
Not actually his story, just two sentences of the beginning of it.
‘Kibum, you are fucked up! He could’ve killed you!’ the other hissed, clearly not happy with the fact that something exciting happened in Kibums’ life for the first time since ages.
‘But he didn’t Minho. Instead of getting killed I got the best sex since….since forever!’ the other hissed back, fire in his eyes that the other judged him so fast. He couldn’t even finish what he was going to say.
‘Kibum. You can’t just jump in anyone’s car. You haven’t even met him before.’
‘I’ve talked with him for months. And I’m the one that dialed the wrong number.’ Kibum pointed his finger towards himself. ‘It was just an accident that we met. And I know our conversations were real. So why not get laid by him? He was amazing and I haven’t really felt special the last time. And he is able to let me feel like that again. Special. Is that too much to ask? ’
‘Kibum. He knows your story, you made it easy to let him take advantage of you.’ Minho was deadly serious.
Kibums’ jaw clenched together so hard that is almost hurt.
‘Jonghyun isn’t a bad person. I would know if he was.’
The glance in the younger’s eyes softened.
‘Kibum. You’re great in ignoring things that you don’t want to see.’ Minho said carefully. ‘Look at your situation with Siwon. You knew it already, didn’t you?’
‘That was a different situation. It was something I thought I could still save. If I didn’t trust Jonghyun I would never met with him. I’m not the one who puts his life on the line to get laid.’
Minho lowered his head. Clearly trying to not let his disapproval be seen by the other.
‘I only want you to be safe.’ Minho tried. ‘I don’t want to search for little pieces of your body when I can’t reach you.’
‘He’s not going to kill me.’
Minho nodded. Kibum knew he wanted to convince him. That he should never meet up with Jonghyun again. But Kibum wouldn’t listen; he trusted Jonghyun.
‘You just have to know that I disapprove the fact what you’re doing. And that you think about it before you ever decide to meet again.’
Kibum nodded. ‘But I already know I won’t listen to it.’
The blond was so happy he hadn’t told his best friend that he was blinded all this time, and that he
would be the next time too.
Minho would kill him.
Kibum really had thought about what Minho told him, even after everything, he didn’t know Jonghyun for real. But he trusted his own inner being, which told him the one year older boy was no threat. So he felt no regret when he walked out of the bus, nodding to the bus driver in thank who looked at him in the mirror before he stepped out of it. It was still so hot in Seoul, the buildings closing the heat in so every citizen wanted to walk around town without its clothes on. That was also the reason Kibum was dressed in no more than denim pants that reached till his knees and a white tank top with a flashy graphic printed on it. His black nerd like sunglasses were the only accessories for the day, knowing that any other jewelry would get lost with the future occurrences.
He only had to walk down two streets before seeing the one he anticipated for another week. After Friday, both of them were too busy with school to meet again. Of course they called every day in the minutes they were both free, or spent late nights before the television, playing some new games they found while they talked through headsets. Exams were coming, and it was killing their social life.
Kibum ran up the three stairs that leaded him to the others room, ringing the bell.
The few seconds he had to wait, he tried fixing his hair so they would fall nice after removing the sunglasses.
‘Is that you?’ He heard a tired, but excited, voice call from the other side.
‘If you mean Kibum, yes it’s me.’ He chuckles, rolling his eyes.
The door opened, showing a hand with the black, long, fabric placed in it.
Kibum smiled at the memories it brought him, stepping forward to grab it out of his hands. But the hand moved back, leaving Kibum grabbing nothing more than air.
‘You’re really a kid.’ He laughed.
‘I feel more like an exhausted student.’ He heard the voice on the other side of the door. The next time the hand showed itself again he let Kibum take the silk fabric. This time he bound the knot himself, again fixing his bangs before he stepped in.
‘You already look beautiful.’ The voice said, now clearer because probably the door disappeared between them.
‘Not in this weather.’ Was his answer.
A hand found his and pulled him in. Kibum now knew how his room looked, so he instantly noticed that they didn’t walked towards the bed.
‘I only have to finish this, alright?’ Jonghyun asked when he pulled at his hand again, but this time from beneath him. He sat on the ground. Kibum let his own body getting closer to the ground until he felt the light wood touching his butt.
Kibum folded his legs and searched for the table with his hand, shuffling closer to it so he had
some support.
‘What are you doing?’ Kibum asked interested, feeling all the papers that were spread over the table.
‘An essay for music history.’ He said pained. ‘It’s not hard, but it’s so much. I have written over fifty pages, and it says really nothing!’ he complained.
Kibum pointed out his hand, searching for the others shoulder to give him some comfort.
‘Come here.’ He said with a low voice, again pulling at his arm. Kibum unfolded his legs and made his way closer to Jonghyun, eventually getting into his lap.
He laughed a bit. ‘What are you doing?’
Jonghyun had seated him between his legs, head resting on his shoulder and arms peaking under the ones from himself. Kibum heard the hitting on the keyboard again and knew that he was continuing his essay. ‘Making it somewhat more fun.’ He just said while sitting somewhat straighter. ‘But not really easier. You’re taller than me.’ He said while his chin dug deeper in his shoulder.
‘Really?’ he said astonished. ‘I had the idea you were taller.’ Kibum said while he let himself lie easier against the other’s chest, ducking down a little so he could sit more comfortable too.
‘Only a couple inches. Nothing drastic.’ He tried to ease, probably himself more than Kibum. ‘And sorry for me being so boring, I really thought that I would get it done on time, but it’s so much! I have to write a composition for piano and one for guitar, I need to write at least some lyrics and then I have to learn for three different coming tests.’
‘I have finished my projects, take your time. I don’t have to be home until afternoon tomorrow when my first class starts.’ He tried to comfort the elder.
The sound of the keyboard stopped. ‘I just feel bad for letting you come over while I’m so busy. I really don’t want to have sex now and leaving you alone immediately because of work. I would feel like a total jerk.’ He said, clearly conflicted.
‘Come on, it’s sex. Nothing important. After last time I really don’t feel as needy anymore.’ Kibum laughed, leaning his head back on one of his shoulders. ‘And you have a nice body, I can sit like this for hours.’ He said while letting his hand wander over his upper leg, kneading some point to let know that it wouldn’t mind him at all.
‘It can really take a while. You can just go home if you don’t want to wait.’
Kibum sighed. ‘I didn’t come all the way down here to leave. I’ll keep you company.’ He said, forcing more pressure on his chest. ‘We aren’t only sex buddies after all.’ He joked. ‘And it will save us a huge amount of money on the next bill, knowing that we would still call each other this evening.’
‘Fine, stay.’ Jonghyun said, his hands leaving the keyboard. ‘You’re a great friend.’ He heard a smile in his voice. But Kibum knew they were more than normal friends when broad arms locked him in an embrace, and kisses covered his neck.
‘Don’t get distracted. Back to work.’ Kibum ordered, grabbing his wrists and lead them back to the laptop on the low table.
He heard a whining protest, and something like ‘But you have such a nice neck.’ Before the loud sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard was heard again.
A while ago, Kibum had escaped from the other’s lap, now sitting beside him with his head resting on his shoulder. He had noticed that the elder got uncomfortable with the weight of him. ‘You’re a really hard worker.’ He complimented Jonghyun. He had worked on his paper for at least two hours straight, sometimes giving his hands rest by concentrating on Kibum, sharing innocent kisses, but no break was longer than five minutes.
‘I love to have my projects finished on time. I get really stressed if I am still working on them the day before turning them in. These were all last minute assignments.’ He explained. ‘I want to deliver quality.’
Kibum hummed in response, kissing the naked shoulder.
He felt two fingers lifting up his chin, leading him higher so his lips could welcome a pair of others. Kibum still was surprised about how soft the lips were. They were nothing like his former lovers, those were mostly rough and thin, but he knew that Jonghyun’s lips were nothing close to that. Also, as weird as it sounded, he had never been kissed with more love. Siwon had loved him in the past, he was sure of it. But it always had been different. He had always let himself being led, with Jonghyun, even when he was blinded, he felt like they were equal.
Suddenly the kiss gained force, almost letting Kibum fall on the ground behind him if Jonghyun hadn’t held his waist tightly.
“I thought you wanted to finish your work?” Kibum chuckled when he lied on the ground with Jonghyun lying on top of him. Their legs were tangled and hot lips were attached to his jaw.
“I think I need a break.” The man said with a low, needy voice.
It didn’t took him long to discharge his tank top, letting Jonghyun devour his already hardened nipples.
“I really thought you weren’t going to do anything tonight.” He said lazily when he moved his body up again, fisting his hands in Jonghyun’s hair. He felt him sigh against his neck, the breath made his little hairs stand up.
“With someone like you in my room? It would be too precious to let you walk away.” Jonghyun made his hands let go of his hair to stand up, wanting to leave for the bed but Kibum took a hold of his leg, making him stop his motions.
“Don’t be so fast.” He said semi-complaining.
He crawled closer towards the men, climbing up until he was sitting on his knees. His hand searched for his waist band, tugging the pants down after unbuttoning it. He heard Jonghyun’s breath slower, sounding more deep and full of expectation. Kibum smiled when he heard the pieces of fabric falling onto the ground, knowing that he was now facing Jonghyun’s pride.
Kibum closed his smooth long fingers around the still limp cock, pulling at it teasingly to get it harder. “Take this as a thank you for last time.” He lisped when he moved closer to Jonghyun, feeling him shiver when he let his breath ghosting over his cock, feeling how it affected him when it hardened slowly.
When he was finally half hard Kibum decided to stop the teasing and licked the top, hearing how Jonghyun’s marvelous voice hissed under the attention. It had been a while since he had given someone a head, so a bit expecting he let it fill his mouth, letting his tongue trail a wet trail over the sensitive underside. Kibum let all his doubts fly away when he felt a hand fisting his hair, feeling it shake lightly when he pushed Kibum closer, wanting more of the delicious heat.
Kibum never minded to give a blowjob, he enjoyed the feeling of how he could let someone feel so good with just his mouth. Now he knew how it felt himself he was only more confident in letting the other feel all the pleasure of the world.
He hollowed his cheeks before taking him in as deep as he could without being chocked, feeling how the hand around his hair tightened with more force. Kibum really couldn’t get used to the now soft moans that left the others throat in an almost beasty manner. He loved how it was parallel with how Kibum moved around him, hearing getting it higher pitched when he let his tongue run over the slit, or when he almost deep throated him and Jonghyun was clearly restating the urge to just let his hips move in the way they wanted, then the moans became deeper and more desperate.
“Forget the bed.” He hissed as he pulled Kibums head back a bit roughly, landing on his knees before the younger to let his lips crash into his.
The kiss was rough, and Kibum liked it. It wasn’t as sweet and new as the first time last week. Jonghyun’s tongue stroked the inside of his mouth, letting his own tongue caress the other to let him taste himself. He pushed him down again, tugging at his pants to leave him naked too.
“Prepare yourself.” Jonghyun ordered before he started to nibble at his ear, making him moan slightly.
He felt a bit awkward when he put his fingers in his own mouth, he hadn’t really done this before in somebody else’s sight. But it worked magically to turn him on. Jonghyun probably felt him tense at the slow motion of bringing his fingers out of his mouth. But maybe he didn’t, Kibum thought when he felt the lingering look on his body when Jonghyun had backed away, his hands resting on Kibum’s knees.
“Don’t stare.” He said a bit ashamed when his hand stopped before his entrance.
“But you look so good.” The husky voice replied, hands sliding over the inside of his thigh to his hand, pushing it closer to his pale skin.
Kibum knew that his cheeks were tinted with a slight pink, he moved his head to the side hoping that
Jonghyun wouldn’t notice his embarrassment.
Jonghyun pushed at Kibum’s hand once again, encouraging to just do it. So he did just that. It felt a bit awkward to lay there so exposed, pleasing himself.
“You can do better.” He heard Jonghyun chuckle. “I heard it in our first conversation.” Kibum decided to let the second finger enter himself, trying more to find his one perfect spot. When he did he wasn’t able to keep silent, a needy moan escaped from his lips and his butt lifted from the ground. “Great.” He heard Jonghyun grunt beside his ear, feeling how he planted soft kisses on his neck.
Jonghyun kept pleasuring him with kisses and teasing bites while his own fingers worked magic.
When Kibum tried to get more friction by moving more desperately Jonghyun grabbed his wrist, pulling his fingers out roughly. It didn’t took long until he felt Jonghyun’s cock at his entrance as replacement, he grabbed Kibum’s tights, lifting them up so he could get a better angle. Different than the first time, Jonghyun didn’t let him adjust to the size, he immediately pulled himself out again to slam in again.
Kibum hissed at the pain, this time also from the floor beneath him that set his back on fire. After two thrusts he was sure he didn’t want to lay on the ground for a second longer, he lifted himself from the ground, forcing Jonghyun to sit on the ground.
“The floor… hurts.” He moaned when Jonghyun tried to just pound further.
When he finally managed to get in his lap, his legs both at Jonghyun sides, he immobilized Jonghyun who was now desperate whining at the lack of happening.
“Don’t be so needy.” He chuckled letting his hands rest over the elder’s neck while sitting utterly silent, only clenching his muscles together to tease him. When he finally sat right he lifted himself up, and sat down again, hiding his face in the crook of his neck. It felt amazing to be in control for one time.
“Go faster.” Jonghyun hissed like he was in pain. But he decided not to listen, just lazily riding the elder who was now holding his hips, moaning against the soft skin of his neck.
Kibum decided not to be a tease anymore when he felt Jonghyun moving from the ground to get more. Kibum let Jonghyun decide the pace again, leading him at his hips.
Kibum felt like he was about to faint from the heat. His room had been horrible hot, but this made everything even worse. Not that he minded, it made him needier for release.
Kibum shrieked when Jonghyun fisted his hand around his arousal, pumping him faster to his awaited orgasm.
It didn’t take long until he released into his hand, hips bucking higher to milk it out. He found it sad that he had come so quickly, but he felt Jonghyun sliding out of him, not expecting to stay empty since Jonghyun hadn’t finished. He felt himself being lifted up clumsy, he laughed when he heard Jonghyun breathe restlessly, clearly in need of more. He got thrown onto the bed -or did Jonghyun just slip? - what resulted in him yelling a very manly scream. He didn’t get much time to just lie before Jonghyun hovered over him, parting his closed legs.
“You probably can take another round, right?” Jonghyun said breathily. Kibum winced when Jonghyun entered him again, hissing from the over-sensitiveness.
Jonghyun kissed his lips, it was messy since he was trembling all over, but Kibum pulled him in for more now he felt that he got aroused again by Jonghyun’s uneven thrusts against his prostate.
It didn’t take long until he came, filling Kibum with his semen.
This time he let Kibum whining for more, he wasn’t planning on finishing himself of now Jonghyun was ready.
He heard Jonghyun catching his breath, sitting back so he didn’t touched his skin anymore.
He didn’t get a warning when he felt two fingers entering him, immediately finding his sweet spot to abuse it time after time. When Kibum was desperately clenching his fists in the sheets beneath him and heels digging in the mattress Jonghyun started to stroke his neglected cock. Kibum couldn’t do anything more than mewl and hitch at the sensation of being pleased like that.
“Damn…” he breathed when he had come for the second time this evening, his arm covered his forehead and his chest kept raising in a fast pace, still seeing white spots in the total darkness.
“I guess I will write very erotical songs tonight.” Jonghyun chuckled, lying beside Kibum now to take his hand and softly kneed in it.
“About hot summer nights and blinded boys?” Kibum laughed too, still trying to catch his breath.
“About hot summer nights and beautiful blinded boys.” Jonghyun said cheekily while kissing his jaw. The man crawled way, leaving the bed to hear the hollow sound of a guitar being picked up.
“Please, wash your hands first.” Kibum growled when he heard the first accord being played.
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, Drama
Summary: Kibum’s current relationship is lacking spice. To safe his relationship, he calls his boyfriend for an intimate phone conversation, but the one at the other side isn’t his boyfriend… It’s a boy called Jonghyun.
When Kibum woke up it was with a lazy smile on his face. Feeling so good after a deep sleep that had never been more satisfying.
Kibum stretched his arms, his fingers hovering over the soft sheets under him.
He smelt something tasty, mouthwatering already without knowing what would await him.
When he moved a bit, rolling over onto his belly he started to get the feeling that something was wrong.
Both of his arms were stretched out, both feeling the soft fabric.
His own bed wasn’t this big.
When he tried to open his eyes, to look around him in panic he noticed that even that was impossible.
One of his hands trailed from the sheet to his eyes, feeling the smooth fabric that took away his sight.
And then he remembered.
He remembered Jonghyun.
He remembered how he agreed to be blinded and giving the other the power to decide over his further life.
And he remembered what a beautiful night he had experienced.
Letting his head lower on the pillow again he knew he missed something.
Someone.
‘Jonghyun?’ he whispered. Not daring to talk louder for some reason.
After two more calls for the elder, his voice gaining more force each time, he knew the man wasn’t here.
Fine. What now.
He had promised the other that he wouldn’t see, but he had to get out of this bed. To get out of this house.
‘Jonghyun?’ he called a last time, still not receiving any answer, he decided that the boy was really gone.
Kibum hooked his fingers under the black fabric and pulled it up, letting it rest on his forehead.
For the first time he saw the room where he had spent the night.
He lied in a King-sized bed, sheets fumbled up at the end and enough traces of the night before.
Kibum smiled when he reached for the pillow where Jonghyun had slept on the past night, still smelling the masculine scent that Jonghyun carried around him.
When he rolled back on his back, the pillow still locked in his arms, he saw the origin of the delicious smell.
On the bedside table stood a bag from the Starbucks, a little note stuck on it.
Kibum sat up, leaving the pillow when he reached for the paper bag. When it was seated on his lap he couldn’t suppress a smile.
This isn’t a note to say you have to clean the bed sheets. - God, I will do that dirty job. ><’ You should repay me.- Here is some food and coffee to start the day. - Latte right?-
I left the apartment for the time being, so you could do your morning ritual while you can see. -No. you won’t see me. All the pictures are somewhere hidden. As long you won’t search for it you won’t see them.-
I’ll talk to you later ~
Kibum felt actually touched at the small notices of his personality. The latte coffee and his morning ritual.
He couldn’t help thinking that even after two years Siwon had to ask his order.
Kibum opened the little bag and took out a large plastic cup of latte. It was still hot so he hadn’t left it here too long ago.
The food Jonghyun had spoken about existed out of a Choco chip cookie and a muffin. Did he want him fat? Kibum thought when he took his first sip op the latte.
He could let out a moan for the delicious tasting liquid.
Exactly enough milk and sugar.
A second he thought about marrying Jonghyun if that meant he could have this every morning.
He left the two pieces of food untouched on the little side table, together with the hot plastic cup.
Kibum stood up from the bed, looking at the ground where the most of his clothing lied.
The smile on his face wasn’t going to leave this day he already noticed when he started to collect his clothes.
Kibum had to look around for a few seconds to find the bathroom.
Jonghyun’s home excited out of one room.
A small kitchen in the corner, a television screen against the wall with a somewhat big coffee table, probably also used as dining table not far away from it.
The rest of the room was filled with multiple closets and shelving.
In the corner on the other side of the bed, under the large window, stood two guitars. One acoustic and the other electric. Both entirely in shining black.
Kibum decided he would look at those later. He was getting in high need of a shower.
When Kibum opened the door to the bathroom he instantly saw all the body products on the stone table around the sink.
God. He loved Jonghyun.
Kibum wasn’t someone who needed much.
But he needed his routine.
And his facial products.
Kibum dropped the clothes onto the floor. He didn’t took long for showering, even when the person who owned this apartment had seen him naked -and wasn’t even in the house- he felt kind of uncomfortable to stand here so…exposed.
After drying his body and hair for the most part he reached for his boxer. Kibum wasn’t really fond of the dirty piece of clothing at the moment but it was that or looking through Jonghyuns’ drawers for a replacement. He wasn’t sure if Jonghyun would be happy with the thoughts of a stranger looking through his possessions.
Kibum reached for a pastel colored bottle, reading what it was supposed to do.
After reading a lot of the bottles contents he just went for a random crème.
After applying a few layers of multiple bottles he decided his skin had enough care for the day, only finishing with a small tube of bb cream which he found in a basket full of little packages -probably all testers the man never used before.-
Kibum smiled at the result of his blow-dried hair when he finally finished it. - Styling it with some other products he had found on the dresser.-
Kibum was content with himself when he walked fully clothed out of the small bathroom.
He searched for the bag coming from the coffee shop, and seated himself on the low table.
He pulled both the muffin and cookie out of the bag, placing it upon it. He wasn’t sure how clean Jonghyun was. But he didn’t want to leave a dirty house for the other to clean.
Kibum leant his head on his hand, elbow placed on the table, taking sips from the now somewhat colder coffee.
When he wasn’t drinking coffee he was busy with breaking little pieces off the Choco chip flavored cookie or naturel muffin.
He still couldn’t believe what he had done.
Normally he wasn’t the person for a one night stand, to share this intimate happening with someone he felt nothing for.
But Kibum also knew this wasn’t a one night stand. He had agreed to do this more often.
Until one of them would fall in love.
Kibum smiled, knowing that he wouldn’t date someone in the near future. For the time being, he was done with relationships.
So if Jonghyun shouldn’t fall in love with somebody either, they would do this for a long time.
And hell, Kibum loved the idea.
Even if he was going to be blinded, he didn’t mind. After tonight he knew how exciting it was when he could see nothing. Only feeling the other. Being more sensitive than ever before.
He liked the idea that he would have sex like that more often from now on.
Kibum was shocked by a loud song breaking the silence.
Kibum sighed when he knew it was his own mobile. He really didn’t want to go back to reality so fast.
But Kibum sat up, letting his legs support his weight when he stood up to find his cell phone on the little table where his coffee surprise package had stood a few minutes ago.
Jonghyun.
With new found excitement he took his smartphone in his hand, taking the call with saying his name cheerfully.
‘You sound happy.’ Jonghyun laughed when Kibum walked back to the table.
‘I am happy. You don’t know how good this coffee tastes!’ He jolted, taking another sip.
‘I am glad to know that I ordered the right thing. Did you sleep well?’ He asked.
‘Uhum~’ he said approvingly, mouth full with a bite of cake. ‘You have a really big bed.’
‘You don’t?’ He sounded like he was in thought.
‘Yah! Pervert.’ Kibum said just before he took another sip of the coffee.
‘Why am I a pervert? I’m just interested.’
Kibum snorted. ‘Sure.’ He laughed while he took another bite of the cookie.
‘So… You are still at my place? The elder asked.
‘Yes, I wanted to leave after I finished the food. Where are you now?’ Kibum asked while he fumbled at the hem of his Capri pants.
‘I went to the library to finish some homework. But it’s all finished now.’ He sounded accomplished.
‘So you wanted to head home?’ The elder made an approvingly sound. ‘I’m actually ready to go. So if you wait five minutes, I’ll be gone.’
‘Don’t rush.’ He heard the other pulling a smirk. Kibum already rolled his eyes at what he was going to say. He felt that is was going to be something embarrassing. ‘With that ass of you, you should take it easy.’
‘Don’t talk almighty. It doesn’t hurt that bad.’
He already started to know Jonghyun.
Kibum grabbed the now empty bag and went on the search for a trash bin, quickly finding it tucked away in the corner of the kitchen.
‘You have a nice place.’ Kibum complimented him. Giving the place another look before he took his half full coffee cup from the low table.
‘It’s so small.’ Jonghyun complained while Kibum gave the floor one last look before deciding none of his possessions stayed behind.
‘Tsk. Have you seen my dorm room? It fits nothing more than a bed and desk.’
Kibum had left the room, securing that the door behind him was really closed so that no one could possibly get in the elders room.
Kibum listened to some rambling of the other. Taking fast steps down the stairs until he was on the ground floor.
Okay. Remember Kibum: Third floor, second door on your left.
Got it.
‘Jonghyun. You haven’t dropped me on the other side of town right?’ he asked. Already knowing the answer.
The other side of the line stayed silent.
‘Jonghyun!’ the other called in distress.
‘I forgot that you lived so far away.’
Damn. He knew that this was at least an hour walk to his dorm.
‘You’re going to keep me company till I arrived at my dorm. I don’t want to get raped in some deprived area.’
‘You’re exaggerating Kibum.’ The other sighed.
‘No. I’m not. Have you ever looked around? All those dark allies full of drugs dealers and potential
rapers. I swear Kim Jonghyun… If I get killed today…’
‘Gosh. It’s morning. And it’s just another area that’s not in the middle of the busy city. Sorry that it’s not to your liking, princess.’ Jonghyun laughed.
Kibum rolled his eyes before he started at his long,
Long,
Walk.
‘You did…What?!’ Minho exclaimed after Kibum told his story…
Not actually his story, just two sentences of the beginning of it.
‘Kibum, you are fucked up! He could’ve killed you!’ the other hissed, clearly not happy with the fact that something exciting happened in Kibums’ life for the first time since ages.
‘But he didn’t Minho. Instead of getting killed I got the best sex since….since forever!’ the other hissed back, fire in his eyes that the other judged him so fast. He couldn’t even finish what he was going to say.
‘Kibum. You can’t just jump in anyone’s car. You haven’t even met him before.’
‘I’ve talked with him for months. And I’m the one that dialed the wrong number.’ Kibum pointed his finger towards himself. ‘It was just an accident that we met. And I know our conversations were real. So why not get laid by him? He was amazing and I haven’t really felt special the last time. And he is able to let me feel like that again. Special. Is that too much to ask? ’
‘Kibum. He knows your story, you made it easy to let him take advantage of you.’ Minho was deadly serious.
Kibums’ jaw clenched together so hard that is almost hurt.
‘Jonghyun isn’t a bad person. I would know if he was.’
The glance in the younger’s eyes softened.
‘Kibum. You’re great in ignoring things that you don’t want to see.’ Minho said carefully. ‘Look at your situation with Siwon. You knew it already, didn’t you?’
‘That was a different situation. It was something I thought I could still save. If I didn’t trust Jonghyun I would never met with him. I’m not the one who puts his life on the line to get laid.’
Minho lowered his head. Clearly trying to not let his disapproval be seen by the other.
‘I only want you to be safe.’ Minho tried. ‘I don’t want to search for little pieces of your body when I can’t reach you.’
‘He’s not going to kill me.’
Minho nodded. Kibum knew he wanted to convince him. That he should never meet up with Jonghyun again. But Kibum wouldn’t listen; he trusted Jonghyun.
‘You just have to know that I disapprove the fact what you’re doing. And that you think about it before you ever decide to meet again.’
Kibum nodded. ‘But I already know I won’t listen to it.’
The blond was so happy he hadn’t told his best friend that he was blinded all this time, and that he
would be the next time too.
Minho would kill him.
Kibum really had thought about what Minho told him, even after everything, he didn’t know Jonghyun for real. But he trusted his own inner being, which told him the one year older boy was no threat. So he felt no regret when he walked out of the bus, nodding to the bus driver in thank who looked at him in the mirror before he stepped out of it. It was still so hot in Seoul, the buildings closing the heat in so every citizen wanted to walk around town without its clothes on. That was also the reason Kibum was dressed in no more than denim pants that reached till his knees and a white tank top with a flashy graphic printed on it. His black nerd like sunglasses were the only accessories for the day, knowing that any other jewelry would get lost with the future occurrences.
He only had to walk down two streets before seeing the one he anticipated for another week. After Friday, both of them were too busy with school to meet again. Of course they called every day in the minutes they were both free, or spent late nights before the television, playing some new games they found while they talked through headsets. Exams were coming, and it was killing their social life.
Kibum ran up the three stairs that leaded him to the others room, ringing the bell.
The few seconds he had to wait, he tried fixing his hair so they would fall nice after removing the sunglasses.
‘Is that you?’ He heard a tired, but excited, voice call from the other side.
‘If you mean Kibum, yes it’s me.’ He chuckles, rolling his eyes.
The door opened, showing a hand with the black, long, fabric placed in it.
Kibum smiled at the memories it brought him, stepping forward to grab it out of his hands. But the hand moved back, leaving Kibum grabbing nothing more than air.
‘You’re really a kid.’ He laughed.
‘I feel more like an exhausted student.’ He heard the voice on the other side of the door. The next time the hand showed itself again he let Kibum take the silk fabric. This time he bound the knot himself, again fixing his bangs before he stepped in.
‘You already look beautiful.’ The voice said, now clearer because probably the door disappeared between them.
‘Not in this weather.’ Was his answer.
A hand found his and pulled him in. Kibum now knew how his room looked, so he instantly noticed that they didn’t walked towards the bed.
‘I only have to finish this, alright?’ Jonghyun asked when he pulled at his hand again, but this time from beneath him. He sat on the ground. Kibum let his own body getting closer to the ground until he felt the light wood touching his butt.
Kibum folded his legs and searched for the table with his hand, shuffling closer to it so he had
some support.
‘What are you doing?’ Kibum asked interested, feeling all the papers that were spread over the table.
‘An essay for music history.’ He said pained. ‘It’s not hard, but it’s so much. I have written over fifty pages, and it says really nothing!’ he complained.
Kibum pointed out his hand, searching for the others shoulder to give him some comfort.
‘Come here.’ He said with a low voice, again pulling at his arm. Kibum unfolded his legs and made his way closer to Jonghyun, eventually getting into his lap.
He laughed a bit. ‘What are you doing?’
Jonghyun had seated him between his legs, head resting on his shoulder and arms peaking under the ones from himself. Kibum heard the hitting on the keyboard again and knew that he was continuing his essay. ‘Making it somewhat more fun.’ He just said while sitting somewhat straighter. ‘But not really easier. You’re taller than me.’ He said while his chin dug deeper in his shoulder.
‘Really?’ he said astonished. ‘I had the idea you were taller.’ Kibum said while he let himself lie easier against the other’s chest, ducking down a little so he could sit more comfortable too.
‘Only a couple inches. Nothing drastic.’ He tried to ease, probably himself more than Kibum. ‘And sorry for me being so boring, I really thought that I would get it done on time, but it’s so much! I have to write a composition for piano and one for guitar, I need to write at least some lyrics and then I have to learn for three different coming tests.’
‘I have finished my projects, take your time. I don’t have to be home until afternoon tomorrow when my first class starts.’ He tried to comfort the elder.
The sound of the keyboard stopped. ‘I just feel bad for letting you come over while I’m so busy. I really don’t want to have sex now and leaving you alone immediately because of work. I would feel like a total jerk.’ He said, clearly conflicted.
‘Come on, it’s sex. Nothing important. After last time I really don’t feel as needy anymore.’ Kibum laughed, leaning his head back on one of his shoulders. ‘And you have a nice body, I can sit like this for hours.’ He said while letting his hand wander over his upper leg, kneading some point to let know that it wouldn’t mind him at all.
‘It can really take a while. You can just go home if you don’t want to wait.’
Kibum sighed. ‘I didn’t come all the way down here to leave. I’ll keep you company.’ He said, forcing more pressure on his chest. ‘We aren’t only sex buddies after all.’ He joked. ‘And it will save us a huge amount of money on the next bill, knowing that we would still call each other this evening.’
‘Fine, stay.’ Jonghyun said, his hands leaving the keyboard. ‘You’re a great friend.’ He heard a smile in his voice. But Kibum knew they were more than normal friends when broad arms locked him in an embrace, and kisses covered his neck.
‘Don’t get distracted. Back to work.’ Kibum ordered, grabbing his wrists and lead them back to the laptop on the low table.
He heard a whining protest, and something like ‘But you have such a nice neck.’ Before the loud sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard was heard again.
A while ago, Kibum had escaped from the other’s lap, now sitting beside him with his head resting on his shoulder. He had noticed that the elder got uncomfortable with the weight of him. ‘You’re a really hard worker.’ He complimented Jonghyun. He had worked on his paper for at least two hours straight, sometimes giving his hands rest by concentrating on Kibum, sharing innocent kisses, but no break was longer than five minutes.
‘I love to have my projects finished on time. I get really stressed if I am still working on them the day before turning them in. These were all last minute assignments.’ He explained. ‘I want to deliver quality.’
Kibum hummed in response, kissing the naked shoulder.
He felt two fingers lifting up his chin, leading him higher so his lips could welcome a pair of others. Kibum still was surprised about how soft the lips were. They were nothing like his former lovers, those were mostly rough and thin, but he knew that Jonghyun’s lips were nothing close to that. Also, as weird as it sounded, he had never been kissed with more love. Siwon had loved him in the past, he was sure of it. But it always had been different. He had always let himself being led, with Jonghyun, even when he was blinded, he felt like they were equal.
Suddenly the kiss gained force, almost letting Kibum fall on the ground behind him if Jonghyun hadn’t held his waist tightly.
“I thought you wanted to finish your work?” Kibum chuckled when he lied on the ground with Jonghyun lying on top of him. Their legs were tangled and hot lips were attached to his jaw.
“I think I need a break.” The man said with a low, needy voice.
It didn’t took him long to discharge his tank top, letting Jonghyun devour his already hardened nipples.
“I really thought you weren’t going to do anything tonight.” He said lazily when he moved his body up again, fisting his hands in Jonghyun’s hair. He felt him sigh against his neck, the breath made his little hairs stand up.
“With someone like you in my room? It would be too precious to let you walk away.” Jonghyun made his hands let go of his hair to stand up, wanting to leave for the bed but Kibum took a hold of his leg, making him stop his motions.
“Don’t be so fast.” He said semi-complaining.
He crawled closer towards the men, climbing up until he was sitting on his knees. His hand searched for his waist band, tugging the pants down after unbuttoning it. He heard Jonghyun’s breath slower, sounding more deep and full of expectation. Kibum smiled when he heard the pieces of fabric falling onto the ground, knowing that he was now facing Jonghyun’s pride.
Kibum closed his smooth long fingers around the still limp cock, pulling at it teasingly to get it harder. “Take this as a thank you for last time.” He lisped when he moved closer to Jonghyun, feeling him shiver when he let his breath ghosting over his cock, feeling how it affected him when it hardened slowly.
When he was finally half hard Kibum decided to stop the teasing and licked the top, hearing how Jonghyun’s marvelous voice hissed under the attention. It had been a while since he had given someone a head, so a bit expecting he let it fill his mouth, letting his tongue trail a wet trail over the sensitive underside. Kibum let all his doubts fly away when he felt a hand fisting his hair, feeling it shake lightly when he pushed Kibum closer, wanting more of the delicious heat.
Kibum never minded to give a blowjob, he enjoyed the feeling of how he could let someone feel so good with just his mouth. Now he knew how it felt himself he was only more confident in letting the other feel all the pleasure of the world.
He hollowed his cheeks before taking him in as deep as he could without being chocked, feeling how the hand around his hair tightened with more force. Kibum really couldn’t get used to the now soft moans that left the others throat in an almost beasty manner. He loved how it was parallel with how Kibum moved around him, hearing getting it higher pitched when he let his tongue run over the slit, or when he almost deep throated him and Jonghyun was clearly restating the urge to just let his hips move in the way they wanted, then the moans became deeper and more desperate.
“Forget the bed.” He hissed as he pulled Kibums head back a bit roughly, landing on his knees before the younger to let his lips crash into his.
The kiss was rough, and Kibum liked it. It wasn’t as sweet and new as the first time last week. Jonghyun’s tongue stroked the inside of his mouth, letting his own tongue caress the other to let him taste himself. He pushed him down again, tugging at his pants to leave him naked too.
“Prepare yourself.” Jonghyun ordered before he started to nibble at his ear, making him moan slightly.
He felt a bit awkward when he put his fingers in his own mouth, he hadn’t really done this before in somebody else’s sight. But it worked magically to turn him on. Jonghyun probably felt him tense at the slow motion of bringing his fingers out of his mouth. But maybe he didn’t, Kibum thought when he felt the lingering look on his body when Jonghyun had backed away, his hands resting on Kibum’s knees.
“Don’t stare.” He said a bit ashamed when his hand stopped before his entrance.
“But you look so good.” The husky voice replied, hands sliding over the inside of his thigh to his hand, pushing it closer to his pale skin.
Kibum knew that his cheeks were tinted with a slight pink, he moved his head to the side hoping that
Jonghyun wouldn’t notice his embarrassment.
Jonghyun pushed at Kibum’s hand once again, encouraging to just do it. So he did just that. It felt a bit awkward to lay there so exposed, pleasing himself.
“You can do better.” He heard Jonghyun chuckle. “I heard it in our first conversation.” Kibum decided to let the second finger enter himself, trying more to find his one perfect spot. When he did he wasn’t able to keep silent, a needy moan escaped from his lips and his butt lifted from the ground. “Great.” He heard Jonghyun grunt beside his ear, feeling how he planted soft kisses on his neck.
Jonghyun kept pleasuring him with kisses and teasing bites while his own fingers worked magic.
When Kibum tried to get more friction by moving more desperately Jonghyun grabbed his wrist, pulling his fingers out roughly. It didn’t took long until he felt Jonghyun’s cock at his entrance as replacement, he grabbed Kibum’s tights, lifting them up so he could get a better angle. Different than the first time, Jonghyun didn’t let him adjust to the size, he immediately pulled himself out again to slam in again.
Kibum hissed at the pain, this time also from the floor beneath him that set his back on fire. After two thrusts he was sure he didn’t want to lay on the ground for a second longer, he lifted himself from the ground, forcing Jonghyun to sit on the ground.
“The floor… hurts.” He moaned when Jonghyun tried to just pound further.
When he finally managed to get in his lap, his legs both at Jonghyun sides, he immobilized Jonghyun who was now desperate whining at the lack of happening.
“Don’t be so needy.” He chuckled letting his hands rest over the elder’s neck while sitting utterly silent, only clenching his muscles together to tease him. When he finally sat right he lifted himself up, and sat down again, hiding his face in the crook of his neck. It felt amazing to be in control for one time.
“Go faster.” Jonghyun hissed like he was in pain. But he decided not to listen, just lazily riding the elder who was now holding his hips, moaning against the soft skin of his neck.
Kibum decided not to be a tease anymore when he felt Jonghyun moving from the ground to get more. Kibum let Jonghyun decide the pace again, leading him at his hips.
Kibum felt like he was about to faint from the heat. His room had been horrible hot, but this made everything even worse. Not that he minded, it made him needier for release.
Kibum shrieked when Jonghyun fisted his hand around his arousal, pumping him faster to his awaited orgasm.
It didn’t take long until he released into his hand, hips bucking higher to milk it out. He found it sad that he had come so quickly, but he felt Jonghyun sliding out of him, not expecting to stay empty since Jonghyun hadn’t finished. He felt himself being lifted up clumsy, he laughed when he heard Jonghyun breathe restlessly, clearly in need of more. He got thrown onto the bed -or did Jonghyun just slip? - what resulted in him yelling a very manly scream. He didn’t get much time to just lie before Jonghyun hovered over him, parting his closed legs.
“You probably can take another round, right?” Jonghyun said breathily. Kibum winced when Jonghyun entered him again, hissing from the over-sensitiveness.
Jonghyun kissed his lips, it was messy since he was trembling all over, but Kibum pulled him in for more now he felt that he got aroused again by Jonghyun’s uneven thrusts against his prostate.
It didn’t take long until he came, filling Kibum with his semen.
This time he let Kibum whining for more, he wasn’t planning on finishing himself of now Jonghyun was ready.
He heard Jonghyun catching his breath, sitting back so he didn’t touched his skin anymore.
He didn’t get a warning when he felt two fingers entering him, immediately finding his sweet spot to abuse it time after time. When Kibum was desperately clenching his fists in the sheets beneath him and heels digging in the mattress Jonghyun started to stroke his neglected cock. Kibum couldn’t do anything more than mewl and hitch at the sensation of being pleased like that.
“Damn…” he breathed when he had come for the second time this evening, his arm covered his forehead and his chest kept raising in a fast pace, still seeing white spots in the total darkness.
“I guess I will write very erotical songs tonight.” Jonghyun chuckled, lying beside Kibum now to take his hand and softly kneed in it.
“About hot summer nights and blinded boys?” Kibum laughed too, still trying to catch his breath.
“About hot summer nights and beautiful blinded boys.” Jonghyun said cheekily while kissing his jaw. The man crawled way, leaving the bed to hear the hollow sound of a guitar being picked up.
“Please, wash your hands first.” Kibum growled when he heard the first accord being played.