Fallen Angel (Taemin/Minho)
Title: Fallen Angel
Pairing: Taemin/Minho
Rating: NC-17
Genre: PWP
Summary: Minho want to transform Taemin into a devil
The taller guy laid his hands on the maknae’s shoulder. An angelic smile was on Taemin, tonight he was going to taint this angel. He moved his hands up to his face, caressing with his finger lightly. These beautiful skin complexion, was he really going to taint it with blood red?
Taemin shirt was too big for him, it was revealing one side of his shoulder. He kissed his shoulder softly, he decided to go slowly and steady so that he wouldn’t frighten his little angel. Their breathing was steady and rhythmically with each other.
Taemin doesn’t any sign of anxiousness, because he trusts his hyung, he trust his hyung wouldn’t hurt him too much. Minho kisses slowly moved up along his neck, still not wanting to speed things up. He looked into the eyes of the angel once again before connecting both of them with their lips.
“Trust me…” He muttered during the kisses. His tongue was rubbing, colliding with the angel’s inexperience tongue. He was getting a little impatient; his devil was growing in him. He bit on the younger boy’s lips, savoring the metallic taste. His blood was like an aphrodisiac drug only made him wanted more. He pulled the shirt away, throwing to a corner of the room.
He looked at the angel’s lips, brushing his fingers softly along his bruised lips.
“Mianhae.” He put up a sorry expression, but the devil within didn’t feel apologetic at all. Not a single bit. Their lips touched once again, his tongue was lick along the bit mark, coaxing Taemin that it wasn’t painful. Minho fumbled with Taemin’s belt, undoing his pants. He pinned Taemin down on the bed so that he could pull the dancer’s pants down. Taemin stopped Minho’s action, frowned at the fact that he was the only one getting naked. Minho smirked and took Taemin’s hands on his shirt.
“Help me then.” Taemin wasn’t shocked by Minho’s words, he followed his word obediently and started undoing his shirt. Even though Taemin was an angel, he has a devil somewhere in his mind. His finger slowly glides down his chest down to his chocolate abs. This was then he finally felt the heat slowly growing at his lower region. He never knew an angel could have such angelic seduction…
This only made Taemin blushed a little at his own action. Minho planted a soft kiss on his pink cheeks. Actually Minho wished he could take Taemin so quickly, but he didn’t want to hurt his Taemin, he wanted Taemin’s first to be enjoying. If he was a little too fast, he was afraid the devil within him would take over and ended up torturing Taemin.
He attacked his neck, leaving hickory along his trail. His hands were working on Taemin’s pants, he pulled his pants along with his boxer. Taemin whimpered as his hands started stroking on his half harden cock. A soft moan escaped between his luscious lips, Minho loves the sound he was making. He quickens his action a little more, while his mouth was nibbling on his nipple.
“Hyung, please.” Taemin begged, Minho acted as if he didn’t know what Taemin wanted, he still want to play with Taemin a little while more.
“Tell me what you want.” His hoarse voice whispered softly in his lover’s ears, Taemin was slowly driven insane by his own need.
“Nggghhh, Let me… cum… hyung.” He sneered and moved himself to the angel’s crotch. His skillful tongue started working on it, licking from the bottom to the tip. His hands started massaging his balls, it was slowly driving Taemin to his climax, Taemin clutched the bed sheet tightly, and he could feel it coming. Minho left his mouth covered Taemin’s harden member, he started grinding his teeth along it…
“Hyung, I…” Before he could even finished his sentence, cum into his hyung’s mouth. The rapper swallowed every drop of it, a satisfied grin on his face.
“Hyung, it’s dirty…” Taemin was still panting, Minho just moved closer to his face.
“You are an angel, nothing is dirty from you.” He sealed up his lips, he couldn’t get enough of Taemin, his mouth tasted even sweeter than blood. He opened the drawer taking out the lubricant. He poured someone on his fingers.
“Taemin… Bear with it.” He slipped one of his fingers in him, Taemin felt uncomfortable and started wiggle around. The muscles around Minho’s finger started contracting.
“Relax… I promise it won’t hurt. Trust me.” People always say never trust a devil but Taemin trusted Minho’s words, he actually trusted a devil. Taemin hands gripped tightly on Minho’s board shoulder, their face were just an inch away hot breath could be felt on each other’s face.
Minho slipped in another finger, Taemin groaned softly. He started scissoring inside Taemin’s tight hole, preparing him for the oncoming pleasure he was going to feel later. Taemin desire was slowly burning, he wished Minho would take him right now. His eyes were turning blood red…
“Taemin, you look beautiful with those eyes.” It was a sign that their ritual was turning Taemin into a devil. Maybe at this moment, if Taemin’s wings were to spread out, it should be half dyed in black. He put in the third finger, Taemin wanted to moan but was swallowed by the devil’s kiss.
His fingers thrust in deeper and deeper, until he hit his prostate. To Minho, he know he could use this to play with Taemin, letting Taemin to beg him to fuck him so hard that he would remember it for life. He started pressing around the area below his prostate.
“Hy…ung… Please.” he whimpered, precum was starting to leak. Minho looked around the drawer once again, taking out a special ball with a controller. He pulled out his finger and shoved the vibrator into his wet hole, he set the vibrator to its maximum.
“Prepare me.” The vibrating was making his cock turning red hard, Taemin couldn’t no longer think logically, he only knows one thing. It is to please the devil. He spread the lubricant around Minho’s cock so that he could get a good fuck. When everything was done, Minho placed Taemin’s legs on his shoulder, without a warning he penetrate into him.
Taemin bit his lips to contain his scream, even with the lubricant, it was still painful. Minho wiped the sweat on his lover’s forehead, before placing a kiss on his forehead. He didn’t dare to move at all, he was afraid that he might hurt Taemin once more.
“It’s… ok… hyung…”
“I going to move,” he warned Taemin before he pulled himself out and thrust back it. Taemin was getting use to the big length, Minho speed up quickly, moved in deeper and deeper and hitting his prostate each time. The pain was replaced by pleasure. Taemin cum in the rapper’s stomach, while Minho cum in him. Minho laid beside Taemin, allowing Taemin to lie on his chest. Only panting sound could be heard. Even though Minho was still hard on, he knows Taemin was too exhausted to continue. He cuddled Taemin closer to him, kissing his lips softly before he carried Taemin up to the bathroom to clean up.
Both of them stood in front of the mirror with Minho holding on Taemin’s waist and he laid back on the devil’s chest. Minho looked into their reflection… Taemin’s hair was turning from black to brown, his hair was longer than usual.
“Taemin, show your beautiful wings to me.” Taemin wing’s slowly spread out, white feathers started to drop, showing the black ones underneath. Taemin was no longer angel…
“Welcome, Lucifer.”
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I know I totally FAILED AT full SMUT!
But just want to try once for 2min XD
Just thinking what if one day Minho was devil and Taemin was angel.
Then in order to have Taemin, he have to change Taemin to devil.
Now Taemin has betrayed the heaven and became the fallen angel?
Sorry just crapping around...
*note: if you are adding me, please go Here!
Pairing: Taemin/Minho
Rating: NC-17
Genre: PWP
Summary: Minho want to transform Taemin into a devil
The taller guy laid his hands on the maknae’s shoulder. An angelic smile was on Taemin, tonight he was going to taint this angel. He moved his hands up to his face, caressing with his finger lightly. These beautiful skin complexion, was he really going to taint it with blood red?
Taemin shirt was too big for him, it was revealing one side of his shoulder. He kissed his shoulder softly, he decided to go slowly and steady so that he wouldn’t frighten his little angel. Their breathing was steady and rhythmically with each other.
Taemin doesn’t any sign of anxiousness, because he trusts his hyung, he trust his hyung wouldn’t hurt him too much. Minho kisses slowly moved up along his neck, still not wanting to speed things up. He looked into the eyes of the angel once again before connecting both of them with their lips.
“Trust me…” He muttered during the kisses. His tongue was rubbing, colliding with the angel’s inexperience tongue. He was getting a little impatient; his devil was growing in him. He bit on the younger boy’s lips, savoring the metallic taste. His blood was like an aphrodisiac drug only made him wanted more. He pulled the shirt away, throwing to a corner of the room.
He looked at the angel’s lips, brushing his fingers softly along his bruised lips.
“Mianhae.” He put up a sorry expression, but the devil within didn’t feel apologetic at all. Not a single bit. Their lips touched once again, his tongue was lick along the bit mark, coaxing Taemin that it wasn’t painful. Minho fumbled with Taemin’s belt, undoing his pants. He pinned Taemin down on the bed so that he could pull the dancer’s pants down. Taemin stopped Minho’s action, frowned at the fact that he was the only one getting naked. Minho smirked and took Taemin’s hands on his shirt.
“Help me then.” Taemin wasn’t shocked by Minho’s words, he followed his word obediently and started undoing his shirt. Even though Taemin was an angel, he has a devil somewhere in his mind. His finger slowly glides down his chest down to his chocolate abs. This was then he finally felt the heat slowly growing at his lower region. He never knew an angel could have such angelic seduction…
This only made Taemin blushed a little at his own action. Minho planted a soft kiss on his pink cheeks. Actually Minho wished he could take Taemin so quickly, but he didn’t want to hurt his Taemin, he wanted Taemin’s first to be enjoying. If he was a little too fast, he was afraid the devil within him would take over and ended up torturing Taemin.
He attacked his neck, leaving hickory along his trail. His hands were working on Taemin’s pants, he pulled his pants along with his boxer. Taemin whimpered as his hands started stroking on his half harden cock. A soft moan escaped between his luscious lips, Minho loves the sound he was making. He quickens his action a little more, while his mouth was nibbling on his nipple.
“Hyung, please.” Taemin begged, Minho acted as if he didn’t know what Taemin wanted, he still want to play with Taemin a little while more.
“Tell me what you want.” His hoarse voice whispered softly in his lover’s ears, Taemin was slowly driven insane by his own need.
“Nggghhh, Let me… cum… hyung.” He sneered and moved himself to the angel’s crotch. His skillful tongue started working on it, licking from the bottom to the tip. His hands started massaging his balls, it was slowly driving Taemin to his climax, Taemin clutched the bed sheet tightly, and he could feel it coming. Minho left his mouth covered Taemin’s harden member, he started grinding his teeth along it…
“Hyung, I…” Before he could even finished his sentence, cum into his hyung’s mouth. The rapper swallowed every drop of it, a satisfied grin on his face.
“Hyung, it’s dirty…” Taemin was still panting, Minho just moved closer to his face.
“You are an angel, nothing is dirty from you.” He sealed up his lips, he couldn’t get enough of Taemin, his mouth tasted even sweeter than blood. He opened the drawer taking out the lubricant. He poured someone on his fingers.
“Taemin… Bear with it.” He slipped one of his fingers in him, Taemin felt uncomfortable and started wiggle around. The muscles around Minho’s finger started contracting.
“Relax… I promise it won’t hurt. Trust me.” People always say never trust a devil but Taemin trusted Minho’s words, he actually trusted a devil. Taemin hands gripped tightly on Minho’s board shoulder, their face were just an inch away hot breath could be felt on each other’s face.
Minho slipped in another finger, Taemin groaned softly. He started scissoring inside Taemin’s tight hole, preparing him for the oncoming pleasure he was going to feel later. Taemin desire was slowly burning, he wished Minho would take him right now. His eyes were turning blood red…
“Taemin, you look beautiful with those eyes.” It was a sign that their ritual was turning Taemin into a devil. Maybe at this moment, if Taemin’s wings were to spread out, it should be half dyed in black. He put in the third finger, Taemin wanted to moan but was swallowed by the devil’s kiss.
His fingers thrust in deeper and deeper, until he hit his prostate. To Minho, he know he could use this to play with Taemin, letting Taemin to beg him to fuck him so hard that he would remember it for life. He started pressing around the area below his prostate.
“Hy…ung… Please.” he whimpered, precum was starting to leak. Minho looked around the drawer once again, taking out a special ball with a controller. He pulled out his finger and shoved the vibrator into his wet hole, he set the vibrator to its maximum.
“Prepare me.” The vibrating was making his cock turning red hard, Taemin couldn’t no longer think logically, he only knows one thing. It is to please the devil. He spread the lubricant around Minho’s cock so that he could get a good fuck. When everything was done, Minho placed Taemin’s legs on his shoulder, without a warning he penetrate into him.
Taemin bit his lips to contain his scream, even with the lubricant, it was still painful. Minho wiped the sweat on his lover’s forehead, before placing a kiss on his forehead. He didn’t dare to move at all, he was afraid that he might hurt Taemin once more.
“It’s… ok… hyung…”
“I going to move,” he warned Taemin before he pulled himself out and thrust back it. Taemin was getting use to the big length, Minho speed up quickly, moved in deeper and deeper and hitting his prostate each time. The pain was replaced by pleasure. Taemin cum in the rapper’s stomach, while Minho cum in him. Minho laid beside Taemin, allowing Taemin to lie on his chest. Only panting sound could be heard. Even though Minho was still hard on, he knows Taemin was too exhausted to continue. He cuddled Taemin closer to him, kissing his lips softly before he carried Taemin up to the bathroom to clean up.
Both of them stood in front of the mirror with Minho holding on Taemin’s waist and he laid back on the devil’s chest. Minho looked into their reflection… Taemin’s hair was turning from black to brown, his hair was longer than usual.
“Taemin, show your beautiful wings to me.” Taemin wing’s slowly spread out, white feathers started to drop, showing the black ones underneath. Taemin was no longer angel…
“Welcome, Lucifer.”
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I know I totally FAILED AT full SMUT!
But just want to try once for 2min XD
Just thinking what if one day Minho was devil and Taemin was angel.
Then in order to have Taemin, he have to change Taemin to devil.
Now Taemin has betrayed the heaven and became the fallen angel?
Sorry just crapping around...
*note: if you are adding me, please go Here!