smtown paris - turbulence (1/1)
title: turbulence (1/1)
pairing: onkey
rating: nc-17
word count: 4926
summary: onew experiences something new; and that something isn't turbulence.
Onew could see that the plane was packed; it must’ve been tourist season because it had taken the SHINee members a seriously long time just to even step onto the plane. The queue moved slowly, and Onew thanked their manager for getting them first class seats because he could only imagine how stuffy it would be at the back of the plane. He rested his elbow on one of the seats and smiled; he was really excited to go and see Paris. He had never been there before, and had a hard time containing his excitement and he predicted that the other member’s felt the same; especially Taemin since it was a dream of his to visit the beautiful country. It was only when Onew felt a small pinch on his ass did he snap out of his thoughts. He turned around to see who the guilty party was and his eyes fell onto the witty member, Key. Onew’s eyebrows burrowed into his forehead, and he wondered why Key was staring at him. He was biting his lip and suggestively looking Onew straight in the eye, before he opened his mouth.
“Yah, keep it moving, people are waiting.” Key winked and Onew was flustered, turning around quickly. Onew caught up to Taemin who had already put his bag in the over-head compartment, holding his ipod and earphones in his hand.
Key laughed; he could see how much the pinch had flustered Onew, and Key marvelled at that fact. He enjoyed teasing his friends - making them want him in unethical ways. He eventually would let the members have him… but only after a small amount of teasing. Key followed behind Onew; he couldn’t wait to sit next to the other and tease him during the plane ride and his jaw nearly hit the floor as he saw Onew sit next to Taemin. He raised his eyebrow and let out a snort of disbelief, so that’s how he wants to play. Much to Key’s disliking, he sat in the seat in front of his target, throwing the other a small seductive smile before he did so.
Onew’s mouth gaped as he took in that smile that Key had gave him, unable to comprehend why his band member was giving him that look… the look of want.
Unfortunately for Onew, that look had still not left his mind; neither did the slight tingle he felt from the ass-pinch, nor the suggestive wink he had received earlier. It was in his mind on repeat and the other couldn’t help but consider what Key was suggesting with these gestures. Surely he wasn’t playing those games with him; those games that Key liked to play with the other members. He was their leader for Christ’s sake, and he wouldn’t take Key playing with him like that. Well, at least that’s what Onew told himself.
Onew looked over at Taemin, smiling at the boy sprawled out across his seat with his head resting on his chest as he slept. Taemin didn’t flinch when Onew shook his hand in front of the other’s face, confirming that the maknae was asleep, and his gaze flicked to the seat in front of him. Onew mentally thanked the manager for giving him an aisle seat and got up; he couldn’t take his thoughts anymore. It needed sorted.
Key looked up as he saw Onew go to sit in the seat next to him and laughed in playful bitterness.
“You can’t sit there.”
“Why not?” Onew asked.
“Because that seat is taken… Duh?”
Onew looked amused. “Oh? By who?”
“My bag. He needs a lot of air.” Key watched Onew as he rolled his eyes and tossed Key’s bag under the seat in front of Key. He fastened his seat belt quickly.
“Yah!” Key said loudly and Onew shushed him, his head gesturing Key to look at the sleeping boy behind them. Key smiled at Taemin, even though the younger couldn’t see him.
“Listen, we need to talk.” Onew bent over and spoke into Key’s ear. His low voice was seductive, and Key knew that the leader didn’t mean it on purpose. It didn’t even surprise Key when he felt that deep, sensual voice made his body temperature rise.
“Oh, we do? Well, I don’t want to talk to you. Go away.” Key muttered, turning to look out the window. He wasn’t really annoyed, he understood the relationship that Onew had with the magnae, but he wanted to tease the other… That was how his game worked.
“I’m sorry.”
That sentence made Key turn his head around. It was the first time, during his playing, did he hear one of the members apologize for something. He was taken aback, but rejoiced at the fact of Onew falling deeper into the game.
“Fine. I accept your apology. What did you want to talk about?” He didn’t want to make it too hard on Onew; that would be too unfair.
“Earlier…Earlier when…Key are you - ” Onew started to say before Key cut him off, placing a soft hand on Onew’s knee and squeezing gently.
“Stop right there. I need to go to the bathroom, sweetie. One moment.” Key winked at Onew, celebrating internally when he watched Onew’s beautiful, plump lips open in surprise, and unbuckled his seatbelt. When he crossed the other to get to the aisle, he didn’t hesitate when he grind himself upon Onew, feeling the other’s semi-hard cock against his ass and couldn’t wait for the moment when Onew was finally inside of him. He walked down the aisle, briefly looking back at his seat; he sent a staring Onew another wink and beckoned the other to follow him with a small nudge of his head.
Onew sat there for several painful moments. Did Key want him to follow him into the bathroom? The plane bathroom? Surely not… Yet, Onew found himself getting up and walking down the small aisle to the bathroom, nearly tripping over somebodies bag along the way. He wondered how he was supposed to let Key know it was him… Should he knock on the door? But Key could think it’s anybody. He had to decide quickly, and choose to knock the rhythm to their recent Korean release “Hello”. The door opened quickly and a hand was grabbing his shirt, pulling him into the cramped space.
“Yeobo… I thought you would never come.” Key flashed Onew one of his trademark seductive smiles, and Onew felt himself hardening. This kid definitely knew what he was doing, and Onew was falling straight into his trap. It was so wrong.
Key didn’t waver as he pulled Onew into a kiss, and the kiss he gave was set out to do nothing other than tease. He was having a lot of fun with his game, and was relieved when Onew gave into the kiss, roughly grabbing Key’s hips and pulled them closer to his own. Key moaned into Onew’s mouth as he felt Onew’s length press against his own, and grinded his hips to create more friction. The kiss was just a distraction, neither one of them actually paying any attention to it anymore. It was more about that hypnotizing friction they created and Onew moved his hand down to palm Key’s erection.
“I want you…” Key mumbled into Onew’s mouth, pushing his elder down onto the toilet seat and stood in front of him. He attached his lips to Onew’s neck and he undid the button on Onew’s shorts, his fingertips tantalising the other as they ghosted over Onew’s generous erection. Key was restricted, he didn’t nearly have as much space as he would’ve liked, but this would have to do because he didn’t want to play the teasing game any longer - he just wanted Onew to straight-up fuck him.
“This has to be quick.” Key whispered into Onew’s ear, feeling the other shiver underneath him as he curled his hand around Onew’s now free-from-confinement member and gave it a quick tug.
Onew gave a nod of agreement as he watched Key unbutton his jeans, sliding them only half way down his legs. He didn’t want this - it was so wrong, he was the leader and he shouldn’t be approving of this behaviour - but he also did, and like Adam gave into the temptation of the apple, so did Onew. He found Key sitting on his lap with Onew’s dick pressing against his entrance yet not actually pushing in and Onew nearly grabbed Key and pushed him down onto his throbbing cock, but Onew had a sudden realisation and he lifted the boy up a little. He coated his fingers in saliva, and his fingers lined themselves up with Key’s sweet, puckered hole, teasing him and covering the area with Onew’s saliva.
“No, you don’t have to do that.” Key grabbed Onew’s wrist, pushing it away.
“E-excuse me?”
“We don’t have time…Just fuck me already.”
It was like a bomb had blown inside Onew’s head, like all of his coherent thoughts leaving his head and they were replaced with a jealous, horny rage.
“You’re such a slut, you don’t even need prepared. You’ve done this with all the members, haven’t you?” Onew grabbed a fistful of Key’s short hair, yanking his head back to attach his lips onto the other’s neck.
“Omo~ I’m not a slut. When did you learn words like those, Lee Jinki?” Key moaned, hardly being able to say the words because those delicious lips were doing sinful things to his neck and he used his hands to pull his cheeks apart, Onew’s cock, moist from pre-cum, was pressing into his ass.
Key couldn’t contain his moan - he didn’t even try to - once he felt Onew’s cock being fully situated inside him. His hands palmed the walls on either side of him, and he rolled his head back, resting it on Onew’s shoulder.
The other released his grip on Key’s hair, gasping as he felt that hot, tight heat that was Key. It was luscious - feeling the muscles of Key cling onto him and Onew bucked his hips up into that heat. He wanted more…more than what Key was giving him and he grabbed on to the other’s hips. Key got the message and quickly recovered from his slight pain. The pleasure quickly overrode the pain as he slammed down on the leader, earning moans from both parties.
“Holy fuck...Jinki…You’re so big.” Key moaned out, clawing at the back of the other ones head as he continued to flex his hips. The restricted movement that they had no longer bothered Key, and he felt a spike of hot pleasure soar through his body as Onew pressed against his prostate. His hand tightly grabbed his erection, throbbing, red and angry from lack of attention and started moving his hand in unison with his hips.
“There…Fuck, Jinki...Right there.” His moans were loud, and Jinki had to place his hand over the other’s mouth to try and conceal them. They were on a plane, after all. Onew started to move his hips in rhythm with Key, bucking up and earning more moans from Key before they felt the floor underneath them shake rather violently. That caused Key to gasp at the new feeling, if Onew’s cock hammering into him wasn’t going to bring him to completion, then Onew’s shaking cock hammering into him definitely would.
Taemin shook his head as he woke up from his slumber, his eyes opening slowly to adjust to the lighting contrast. The turbulence had woken him up, and he couldn’t say he was too happy about that. Checking around him, he searched for his hyung who was nowhere to be found. He stood up in his seat, trying to find the other hyungs and his bladder screamed at him for release.
Taemin clenched his region as he stood at the bathroom door. He pressed his ear to the door out of sheer curiosity once he heard a loud grunt, and Taemin giggled before he realised that it had uniqueness to it… That sounds like Jinki-hyung!
Taemin lightly tapped his knuckles against the door. “Jinki-hyung, is that you?”
Onew and Key both stilled as they heard Taemin’s voice from outside the door.
“Fuck…” Onew heard Key whisper and Onew pressed his finger to Key’s lips.
“What, Taemin-ah? I’m busy.”
Deciding that this wasn’t as bad as it seemed, Key took advantage of the potentially awkward situation and started to slam back down onto Onew, biting down on Onew’s finger to keep him from moaning. Onew didn’t have such luck though, and a loud grunt flew from his mouth.
“Hyung, what are you doing? I need to pee!” Taemin knocked on the door again and Onew cursed the magnae in his head.
“Taemin…go away. I’m… busy!” He moaned out, eyes closing shut as he felt that intense heat suffocating his dick. He could’ve punched the youngest when he heard him announcing one again that he needed to pee.
“Taemin…THERE’S MORE THAN ONE TOILET, GO USE ANOTHER ONE.” He shouted through the door and could practically hear Taemin pouting as the boy walked away. Not that he cared; all he could possibly care about at this moment was how Key’s muscles were clenching around his cock. He felt lightheaded, all blood shooting towards his cock as Key rode the other into oblivion. That familiar heat at the pit of his stomach arose and Onew didn’t resist that luscious feeling as he planted his seed inside the other boy, rolls of succulent pleasure taking over his body, hearing Key let out one last moan as he came into his hand.
Minho let out a hearty laugh as he saw Onew and Key leave the bathroom, both of them looking particularly flushed. So…Onew fell into Key’s trap.
“What? What are you laughing at?” Jonghyun looked at Minho with a highly confused look onto his face and Minho waited until Onew and Key returned to their seats before he answered his hyung.
“Nothing, hyung. I’ll be right back, I need to pee.”
Minho couldn’t let this opportunity pass by, and as he walked in the direction of the bathroom, he stopped briefly at their seats.
“How are you?” He asked Onew.
“What?”
“I asked how you are.” Minho smiled and winked at Key, and Key let out a loud chuckle which Onew flinched at.
“What?” Minho could see Onew was clearly confused as he looked up at Minho with red cheeks, and he patted Onew on the back with force.
“Hope you had fun.” He bent over to whisper into Onew’s ear and watched as his muscles tensed underneath Minho’s fingertips.
pairing: onkey
rating: nc-17
word count: 4926
summary: onew experiences something new; and that something isn't turbulence.
Onew could see that the plane was packed; it must’ve been tourist season because it had taken the SHINee members a seriously long time just to even step onto the plane. The queue moved slowly, and Onew thanked their manager for getting them first class seats because he could only imagine how stuffy it would be at the back of the plane. He rested his elbow on one of the seats and smiled; he was really excited to go and see Paris. He had never been there before, and had a hard time containing his excitement and he predicted that the other member’s felt the same; especially Taemin since it was a dream of his to visit the beautiful country. It was only when Onew felt a small pinch on his ass did he snap out of his thoughts. He turned around to see who the guilty party was and his eyes fell onto the witty member, Key. Onew’s eyebrows burrowed into his forehead, and he wondered why Key was staring at him. He was biting his lip and suggestively looking Onew straight in the eye, before he opened his mouth.
“Yah, keep it moving, people are waiting.” Key winked and Onew was flustered, turning around quickly. Onew caught up to Taemin who had already put his bag in the over-head compartment, holding his ipod and earphones in his hand.
Key laughed; he could see how much the pinch had flustered Onew, and Key marvelled at that fact. He enjoyed teasing his friends - making them want him in unethical ways. He eventually would let the members have him… but only after a small amount of teasing. Key followed behind Onew; he couldn’t wait to sit next to the other and tease him during the plane ride and his jaw nearly hit the floor as he saw Onew sit next to Taemin. He raised his eyebrow and let out a snort of disbelief, so that’s how he wants to play. Much to Key’s disliking, he sat in the seat in front of his target, throwing the other a small seductive smile before he did so.
Onew’s mouth gaped as he took in that smile that Key had gave him, unable to comprehend why his band member was giving him that look… the look of want.
Unfortunately for Onew, that look had still not left his mind; neither did the slight tingle he felt from the ass-pinch, nor the suggestive wink he had received earlier. It was in his mind on repeat and the other couldn’t help but consider what Key was suggesting with these gestures. Surely he wasn’t playing those games with him; those games that Key liked to play with the other members. He was their leader for Christ’s sake, and he wouldn’t take Key playing with him like that. Well, at least that’s what Onew told himself.
Onew looked over at Taemin, smiling at the boy sprawled out across his seat with his head resting on his chest as he slept. Taemin didn’t flinch when Onew shook his hand in front of the other’s face, confirming that the maknae was asleep, and his gaze flicked to the seat in front of him. Onew mentally thanked the manager for giving him an aisle seat and got up; he couldn’t take his thoughts anymore. It needed sorted.
Key looked up as he saw Onew go to sit in the seat next to him and laughed in playful bitterness.
“You can’t sit there.”
“Why not?” Onew asked.
“Because that seat is taken… Duh?”
Onew looked amused. “Oh? By who?”
“My bag. He needs a lot of air.” Key watched Onew as he rolled his eyes and tossed Key’s bag under the seat in front of Key. He fastened his seat belt quickly.
“Yah!” Key said loudly and Onew shushed him, his head gesturing Key to look at the sleeping boy behind them. Key smiled at Taemin, even though the younger couldn’t see him.
“Listen, we need to talk.” Onew bent over and spoke into Key’s ear. His low voice was seductive, and Key knew that the leader didn’t mean it on purpose. It didn’t even surprise Key when he felt that deep, sensual voice made his body temperature rise.
“Oh, we do? Well, I don’t want to talk to you. Go away.” Key muttered, turning to look out the window. He wasn’t really annoyed, he understood the relationship that Onew had with the magnae, but he wanted to tease the other… That was how his game worked.
“I’m sorry.”
That sentence made Key turn his head around. It was the first time, during his playing, did he hear one of the members apologize for something. He was taken aback, but rejoiced at the fact of Onew falling deeper into the game.
“Fine. I accept your apology. What did you want to talk about?” He didn’t want to make it too hard on Onew; that would be too unfair.
“Earlier…Earlier when…Key are you - ” Onew started to say before Key cut him off, placing a soft hand on Onew’s knee and squeezing gently.
“Stop right there. I need to go to the bathroom, sweetie. One moment.” Key winked at Onew, celebrating internally when he watched Onew’s beautiful, plump lips open in surprise, and unbuckled his seatbelt. When he crossed the other to get to the aisle, he didn’t hesitate when he grind himself upon Onew, feeling the other’s semi-hard cock against his ass and couldn’t wait for the moment when Onew was finally inside of him. He walked down the aisle, briefly looking back at his seat; he sent a staring Onew another wink and beckoned the other to follow him with a small nudge of his head.
Onew sat there for several painful moments. Did Key want him to follow him into the bathroom? The plane bathroom? Surely not… Yet, Onew found himself getting up and walking down the small aisle to the bathroom, nearly tripping over somebodies bag along the way. He wondered how he was supposed to let Key know it was him… Should he knock on the door? But Key could think it’s anybody. He had to decide quickly, and choose to knock the rhythm to their recent Korean release “Hello”. The door opened quickly and a hand was grabbing his shirt, pulling him into the cramped space.
“Yeobo… I thought you would never come.” Key flashed Onew one of his trademark seductive smiles, and Onew felt himself hardening. This kid definitely knew what he was doing, and Onew was falling straight into his trap. It was so wrong.
Key didn’t waver as he pulled Onew into a kiss, and the kiss he gave was set out to do nothing other than tease. He was having a lot of fun with his game, and was relieved when Onew gave into the kiss, roughly grabbing Key’s hips and pulled them closer to his own. Key moaned into Onew’s mouth as he felt Onew’s length press against his own, and grinded his hips to create more friction. The kiss was just a distraction, neither one of them actually paying any attention to it anymore. It was more about that hypnotizing friction they created and Onew moved his hand down to palm Key’s erection.
“I want you…” Key mumbled into Onew’s mouth, pushing his elder down onto the toilet seat and stood in front of him. He attached his lips to Onew’s neck and he undid the button on Onew’s shorts, his fingertips tantalising the other as they ghosted over Onew’s generous erection. Key was restricted, he didn’t nearly have as much space as he would’ve liked, but this would have to do because he didn’t want to play the teasing game any longer - he just wanted Onew to straight-up fuck him.
“This has to be quick.” Key whispered into Onew’s ear, feeling the other shiver underneath him as he curled his hand around Onew’s now free-from-confinement member and gave it a quick tug.
Onew gave a nod of agreement as he watched Key unbutton his jeans, sliding them only half way down his legs. He didn’t want this - it was so wrong, he was the leader and he shouldn’t be approving of this behaviour - but he also did, and like Adam gave into the temptation of the apple, so did Onew. He found Key sitting on his lap with Onew’s dick pressing against his entrance yet not actually pushing in and Onew nearly grabbed Key and pushed him down onto his throbbing cock, but Onew had a sudden realisation and he lifted the boy up a little. He coated his fingers in saliva, and his fingers lined themselves up with Key’s sweet, puckered hole, teasing him and covering the area with Onew’s saliva.
“No, you don’t have to do that.” Key grabbed Onew’s wrist, pushing it away.
“E-excuse me?”
“We don’t have time…Just fuck me already.”
It was like a bomb had blown inside Onew’s head, like all of his coherent thoughts leaving his head and they were replaced with a jealous, horny rage.
“You’re such a slut, you don’t even need prepared. You’ve done this with all the members, haven’t you?” Onew grabbed a fistful of Key’s short hair, yanking his head back to attach his lips onto the other’s neck.
“Omo~ I’m not a slut. When did you learn words like those, Lee Jinki?” Key moaned, hardly being able to say the words because those delicious lips were doing sinful things to his neck and he used his hands to pull his cheeks apart, Onew’s cock, moist from pre-cum, was pressing into his ass.
Key couldn’t contain his moan - he didn’t even try to - once he felt Onew’s cock being fully situated inside him. His hands palmed the walls on either side of him, and he rolled his head back, resting it on Onew’s shoulder.
The other released his grip on Key’s hair, gasping as he felt that hot, tight heat that was Key. It was luscious - feeling the muscles of Key cling onto him and Onew bucked his hips up into that heat. He wanted more…more than what Key was giving him and he grabbed on to the other’s hips. Key got the message and quickly recovered from his slight pain. The pleasure quickly overrode the pain as he slammed down on the leader, earning moans from both parties.
“Holy fuck...Jinki…You’re so big.” Key moaned out, clawing at the back of the other ones head as he continued to flex his hips. The restricted movement that they had no longer bothered Key, and he felt a spike of hot pleasure soar through his body as Onew pressed against his prostate. His hand tightly grabbed his erection, throbbing, red and angry from lack of attention and started moving his hand in unison with his hips.
“There…Fuck, Jinki...Right there.” His moans were loud, and Jinki had to place his hand over the other’s mouth to try and conceal them. They were on a plane, after all. Onew started to move his hips in rhythm with Key, bucking up and earning more moans from Key before they felt the floor underneath them shake rather violently. That caused Key to gasp at the new feeling, if Onew’s cock hammering into him wasn’t going to bring him to completion, then Onew’s shaking cock hammering into him definitely would.
Taemin shook his head as he woke up from his slumber, his eyes opening slowly to adjust to the lighting contrast. The turbulence had woken him up, and he couldn’t say he was too happy about that. Checking around him, he searched for his hyung who was nowhere to be found. He stood up in his seat, trying to find the other hyungs and his bladder screamed at him for release.
Taemin clenched his region as he stood at the bathroom door. He pressed his ear to the door out of sheer curiosity once he heard a loud grunt, and Taemin giggled before he realised that it had uniqueness to it… That sounds like Jinki-hyung!
Taemin lightly tapped his knuckles against the door. “Jinki-hyung, is that you?”
Onew and Key both stilled as they heard Taemin’s voice from outside the door.
“Fuck…” Onew heard Key whisper and Onew pressed his finger to Key’s lips.
“What, Taemin-ah? I’m busy.”
Deciding that this wasn’t as bad as it seemed, Key took advantage of the potentially awkward situation and started to slam back down onto Onew, biting down on Onew’s finger to keep him from moaning. Onew didn’t have such luck though, and a loud grunt flew from his mouth.
“Hyung, what are you doing? I need to pee!” Taemin knocked on the door again and Onew cursed the magnae in his head.
“Taemin…go away. I’m… busy!” He moaned out, eyes closing shut as he felt that intense heat suffocating his dick. He could’ve punched the youngest when he heard him announcing one again that he needed to pee.
“Taemin…THERE’S MORE THAN ONE TOILET, GO USE ANOTHER ONE.” He shouted through the door and could practically hear Taemin pouting as the boy walked away. Not that he cared; all he could possibly care about at this moment was how Key’s muscles were clenching around his cock. He felt lightheaded, all blood shooting towards his cock as Key rode the other into oblivion. That familiar heat at the pit of his stomach arose and Onew didn’t resist that luscious feeling as he planted his seed inside the other boy, rolls of succulent pleasure taking over his body, hearing Key let out one last moan as he came into his hand.
Minho let out a hearty laugh as he saw Onew and Key leave the bathroom, both of them looking particularly flushed. So…Onew fell into Key’s trap.
“What? What are you laughing at?” Jonghyun looked at Minho with a highly confused look onto his face and Minho waited until Onew and Key returned to their seats before he answered his hyung.
“Nothing, hyung. I’ll be right back, I need to pee.”
Minho couldn’t let this opportunity pass by, and as he walked in the direction of the bathroom, he stopped briefly at their seats.
“How are you?” He asked Onew.
“What?”
“I asked how you are.” Minho smiled and winked at Key, and Key let out a loud chuckle which Onew flinched at.
“What?” Minho could see Onew was clearly confused as he looked up at Minho with red cheeks, and he patted Onew on the back with force.
“Hope you had fun.” He bent over to whisper into Onew’s ear and watched as his muscles tensed underneath Minho’s fingertips.