(why won't you) try and stop me
title: (why won't you) try and stop me
author: phasera
pairing: jonghyun/minho
rating: R
summary: how to give and how to take; 150 wds.
Jonghyun kisses Minho like he doesn't mean it, like this is just for one night, like when the sun comes up he'll be singing his way through breakfast.
He presses against the other boy, shuddering at the hands sliding easy and warm under his shirt, and then the two of them both working at it, and soon clothes are just a memory and they're skin to skin, sweat and slickness and friction. Jonghyun puts his mouth on Minho's neck, marking him with lips and teeth, and doesn't think about how fucking ridiculously easy it was-how simple, to push Minho down to the sheets, to kiss him and whisper "Please," and "I need"; to see Minho's eyes, compassionate and dark, and hear him murmur, "Hyung," and, eventually, "Okay."
It doesn't bother Jonghyun now, and it certainly won't bother him five hours from now, or fifteen.
Because Jonghyun doesn't mean it.
author: phasera
pairing: jonghyun/minho
rating: R
summary: how to give and how to take; 150 wds.
Jonghyun kisses Minho like he doesn't mean it, like this is just for one night, like when the sun comes up he'll be singing his way through breakfast.
He presses against the other boy, shuddering at the hands sliding easy and warm under his shirt, and then the two of them both working at it, and soon clothes are just a memory and they're skin to skin, sweat and slickness and friction. Jonghyun puts his mouth on Minho's neck, marking him with lips and teeth, and doesn't think about how fucking ridiculously easy it was-how simple, to push Minho down to the sheets, to kiss him and whisper "Please," and "I need"; to see Minho's eyes, compassionate and dark, and hear him murmur, "Hyung," and, eventually, "Okay."
It doesn't bother Jonghyun now, and it certainly won't bother him five hours from now, or fifteen.
Because Jonghyun doesn't mean it.