➜ 004; different circumstances
Title: Different Circumstances
Pairing: Jonghyun/Key
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jonghyun could take his sweet time all he wanted.
Kibum moaned and threw his head back, hands desperately searching for purchase as they roamed over Jonghyun’s toned, sweat-slicked back, blunt fingernails scraping over hot flesh when the older pulled out and pushed back in at an agonizingly slow pace.
The younger was desperate, feeling so close yet so far away from his release and it drove him insane. He mumbled inaudible pleads, mantra’s of his lover’s name and curse words he’d never say out loud in different circumstances. But right now, those circumstances being just the two of them in Jonghyun’s room, on Jonghyun’s bed, their slick bodies sliding together; Kibum really couldn’t care less.
Jonghyun stilled and Kibum whimpered, digging his nails in Jonghyun’s biceps as his head thrashed against the pillow. The older removed his face from Kibum’s neck and looked at him with a lousy, affectionate smile before he brushed a strand of hair out of his boyfriend’s face. “You look so perfect like this,” he whispered. Kibum moaned, hand coming up to tangle in Jonghyun’s hair.
“Jonghyun…”
“Ssh,” came the short reply, plump lips capturing his lover’s. He melted into the kiss until Kibum was thrashing underneath him, letting out mewing and pleading sounds. Jonghyun didn’t give in and instead attached his lips to the other’s neck, licking and kissing his way down to his nipple.
Kibum shifted his hips in pure frustration, aching for some friction, for Jonghyun to finally start moving his hips again. His back arched beautifully when Jonghyun flicked his tongue across the hardened nub, grinning against the hot skin. “Jonghyun, please,” he keened desperately.
The older man showed a bit of sympathy by giving a slow, shallow thrust, continuing to mark his lover’s neck, jaw, collar bone - everything he could reach. “This is not an empty dressing room,” he breathed against the abused skin, “not a public bath room,” he nibbled on Kibum’s earlobe, “so I can take my sweet time with you.”
Kibum moaned when the older pulled out almost completely before slamming back in, hitting him right where it’s good. The cry that ripped from the younger’s mouth sounded like music to Jonghyun’s ears and the nails that scraped over his back felt sinfully delicious, almost addicting, something he wouldn’t mind drawing out for some time longer.
A/N: Okay this is short and why do I even insert a summary there when there actually is none..... u__u Well. I have no idea where this came from and I haven't written something NC-17 like in months so... Yeah.
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