Loving You (Love Is)
Title: Loving You (Love Is)
Pairing/Fandom: FTIsland, Jongki
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boy x boy
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended. I make no claim to own any of the people in this story. Any similarities between this and any other story is purely coincidental.
Author's Note: Fic Dump :)
Jonghun moaned loudly as a pair of talented hands explored his naked chest, fingers dancing along dips and dents in his well defined abdominal muscles.
“Quiet! You’ll wake the others.”
Jonghun opened his mouth to protest, but was silenced by a pair of lips pressing firmly against his own, and a soft tongue requesting access to his mouth. Jonghun complied, another moan escaping as their tongues met, the sound shared between the two talented mouths. Jonghun felt a smirk against his mouth as the hands moved lower, teasing along the top of his pyjama pants, fingers dipping low, but agonisingly not low enough.
“Jonghun.”
The guitarist’s eyes opened in time to see an teeshirt get tossed behind them. His eyes fell upon the other body.
“Like what you see?”
“You know I do, Hongki.” As if to remind the older man, Jonghun tilted his hips upwards, delighting in the moan falling from Hongki’s lips.
Jonghun saw Hongki smirk before he attacked Jonghun’s mouth again, the friction building between them as hips rutted against each other. All of a sudden Hongki pulled away. Jonghun pouted at the feeling of loss, before something happened to make his eyes widen with shock and a loud moan escape his mouth. Hongki had wrapped his hand around Jonghun’s erection and was slowly moving his hand, a victorious look on his face.
“Hong. Ki.” Jonghun panted. Their relationship had never been this physical before, and Jonghun cursed the time they had wasted. Jonghun forced his eyes to stay open, watching the older man’s face, a mixture of concentration and devious flashed across his handsome features, and before he realised what was happening, Jonghun found himself completely naked, the pyjama pants joining Hongki’s teeshirt on the floor.
Jonghun felt his hips moving of their own accord as Hongki’s pace increased, thrusting into the warm, soft hand. He whimpered briefly as Hongki’s hand was removed, before moaning twice as loudly when his cock was enveloped by the lead singer’s mouth. Jonghun forced himself to sit up, watching as Hongki’s head bobbed up and down, taking more of his erection into his mouth each time. The guitarist’s hands fisted, grabbing handfuls of bedsheet, no longer caring about what he was saying, or how loud he was moaning. He didn’t care if the other members of F.T. Island found out about their secret relationship, or if they reported it to the world’s media, as long as Hongki’s mouth kept doing exactly what it was doing. Jonghun’s hips thrust into the hot wetness of Hongki’s talented mouth, movements turning eratic, and Jonghun knew that he wouldn’t last longer. He stuttered a broken warning to the singer, who interpreted the muffled sound correctly, hand replacing his mouth to bring Jonghun to his orgasm, hand still moving slowly and stickily as lips met again, kissing deeply.
“Hongki.” Jonghun whispered when he returned to his senses.
“What? Did I surprise you?” Hongki looked devious again, his own need pressing against Jonghun’s hip. His lips moved to Jonghun’s collarbone, kissing the skin softly before sucking hard. “You better wear a high neck shirt tomorrow.”
Jonghun swatted at the singer’s head, before flipping them and reversing their position. “Maybe I’ll have to make things fair.” He looked down at Hongki, whose dark hair fanned out around his handsome face, making him look angelic. He pressed his lips to the tanned skin of Hongki’s neck, repeating what the vocalist had done to him.
“Aish! At least yours can be hidden.” Hongki said in mock annoyance.
“People will be asking who your girlfriend is.”
“Maybe I’ll tell them I have a boyfriend.” Hongki smirked at the shocked look on Jonghun’s face.
“That’s asking for trouble.” Jonghun muttered, his hands tracing patterns on Hongki’s toned chest. “I still need to make things fair.” He half said to himself, as his hands moved lower, dipping into the older males underwear, a smirk appearing on his face as Hongki made a surprised sound. He gripped Hongki’s erection, moving his hand as though he was fondling himself, watching the singer’s face as the pleasure built.
“Jonghun.” Hongki moaned, hand tangling in Jonghun’s hair, pulling him into a kiss.
Jonghun increased his pace, hand moving to bring Hongki closer to the edge. He half wished he was as forward as Hongki, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he had received. “You sound good like this.” Jonghun muttered. “Maybe I’ll write some songs when you have to sound breathy.”
“Only you are allowed to hear me like this.” Hongki spoke against Jonghun’s lips, hips thrusting, increasing the friction between the two.
“That’s fair.” Jonghun pressed his lips to Hongki’s for a quick kiss. He felt Hongki squirm beneath him, and knew that he was close to release. “Come on, wanna see you lose it.” Jonghun whispered against Hongki’s ear, knowing that it was a particularly sensitive area. Jonghun watched as Hongki’s eyes fluttered closed and he moaned Jonghun’s name a final time, hips lifting off the bed as he orgasmed.
“I love you.” Jonghun whispered, arms wrapping around the shorter male.
Hongki smiled, pressing a kiss against the forehead of the leader of F.T. Island. “I love you too.”
Pairing/Fandom: FTIsland, Jongki
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boy x boy
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended. I make no claim to own any of the people in this story. Any similarities between this and any other story is purely coincidental.
Author's Note: Fic Dump :)
Jonghun moaned loudly as a pair of talented hands explored his naked chest, fingers dancing along dips and dents in his well defined abdominal muscles.
“Quiet! You’ll wake the others.”
Jonghun opened his mouth to protest, but was silenced by a pair of lips pressing firmly against his own, and a soft tongue requesting access to his mouth. Jonghun complied, another moan escaping as their tongues met, the sound shared between the two talented mouths. Jonghun felt a smirk against his mouth as the hands moved lower, teasing along the top of his pyjama pants, fingers dipping low, but agonisingly not low enough.
“Jonghun.”
The guitarist’s eyes opened in time to see an teeshirt get tossed behind them. His eyes fell upon the other body.
“Like what you see?”
“You know I do, Hongki.” As if to remind the older man, Jonghun tilted his hips upwards, delighting in the moan falling from Hongki’s lips.
Jonghun saw Hongki smirk before he attacked Jonghun’s mouth again, the friction building between them as hips rutted against each other. All of a sudden Hongki pulled away. Jonghun pouted at the feeling of loss, before something happened to make his eyes widen with shock and a loud moan escape his mouth. Hongki had wrapped his hand around Jonghun’s erection and was slowly moving his hand, a victorious look on his face.
“Hong. Ki.” Jonghun panted. Their relationship had never been this physical before, and Jonghun cursed the time they had wasted. Jonghun forced his eyes to stay open, watching the older man’s face, a mixture of concentration and devious flashed across his handsome features, and before he realised what was happening, Jonghun found himself completely naked, the pyjama pants joining Hongki’s teeshirt on the floor.
Jonghun felt his hips moving of their own accord as Hongki’s pace increased, thrusting into the warm, soft hand. He whimpered briefly as Hongki’s hand was removed, before moaning twice as loudly when his cock was enveloped by the lead singer’s mouth. Jonghun forced himself to sit up, watching as Hongki’s head bobbed up and down, taking more of his erection into his mouth each time. The guitarist’s hands fisted, grabbing handfuls of bedsheet, no longer caring about what he was saying, or how loud he was moaning. He didn’t care if the other members of F.T. Island found out about their secret relationship, or if they reported it to the world’s media, as long as Hongki’s mouth kept doing exactly what it was doing. Jonghun’s hips thrust into the hot wetness of Hongki’s talented mouth, movements turning eratic, and Jonghun knew that he wouldn’t last longer. He stuttered a broken warning to the singer, who interpreted the muffled sound correctly, hand replacing his mouth to bring Jonghun to his orgasm, hand still moving slowly and stickily as lips met again, kissing deeply.
“Hongki.” Jonghun whispered when he returned to his senses.
“What? Did I surprise you?” Hongki looked devious again, his own need pressing against Jonghun’s hip. His lips moved to Jonghun’s collarbone, kissing the skin softly before sucking hard. “You better wear a high neck shirt tomorrow.”
Jonghun swatted at the singer’s head, before flipping them and reversing their position. “Maybe I’ll have to make things fair.” He looked down at Hongki, whose dark hair fanned out around his handsome face, making him look angelic. He pressed his lips to the tanned skin of Hongki’s neck, repeating what the vocalist had done to him.
“Aish! At least yours can be hidden.” Hongki said in mock annoyance.
“People will be asking who your girlfriend is.”
“Maybe I’ll tell them I have a boyfriend.” Hongki smirked at the shocked look on Jonghun’s face.
“That’s asking for trouble.” Jonghun muttered, his hands tracing patterns on Hongki’s toned chest. “I still need to make things fair.” He half said to himself, as his hands moved lower, dipping into the older males underwear, a smirk appearing on his face as Hongki made a surprised sound. He gripped Hongki’s erection, moving his hand as though he was fondling himself, watching the singer’s face as the pleasure built.
“Jonghun.” Hongki moaned, hand tangling in Jonghun’s hair, pulling him into a kiss.
Jonghun increased his pace, hand moving to bring Hongki closer to the edge. He half wished he was as forward as Hongki, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he had received. “You sound good like this.” Jonghun muttered. “Maybe I’ll write some songs when you have to sound breathy.”
“Only you are allowed to hear me like this.” Hongki spoke against Jonghun’s lips, hips thrusting, increasing the friction between the two.
“That’s fair.” Jonghun pressed his lips to Hongki’s for a quick kiss. He felt Hongki squirm beneath him, and knew that he was close to release. “Come on, wanna see you lose it.” Jonghun whispered against Hongki’s ear, knowing that it was a particularly sensitive area. Jonghun watched as Hongki’s eyes fluttered closed and he moaned Jonghun’s name a final time, hips lifting off the bed as he orgasmed.
“I love you.” Jonghun whispered, arms wrapping around the shorter male.
Hongki smiled, pressing a kiss against the forehead of the leader of F.T. Island. “I love you too.”