Obsession : Onew / Taemin (one-shot)
Title: Obsession
Author: yuki_pon
Fandom: SHINee
Disclaimer: I own SHINee in an alternate universe wherein I’m an alien manager.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Lee Jinki / Lee Taemin (OnTae)
Rating : R
Word(s): 1, 145
Summary: It’s hard to contain these kind of thoughts. But being the way he is, he tries his best to keep it inside.
A/N: First fanfic ever written, so yeah… Enjoy. And don’t forget to get aroused! Kidding.
Just looking at Taemin makes him want to lose control. The way Taemin walks makes him want to go and grab those hips towards him and grind himself to that lithe body. He wants to make Taemin’s eyes, those devilishly sexy eyes, curve into a smile of pure pleasure. He wants to bite Taemin’s luscious lips, make them bleed as the younger moans his name.All these thoughts keep on running in his head as he watches the now legally aged boy dance his way into the stage, swaying his body passionately in an artful way that makes his own body burn with a different kind of passion.
“You’re obsessed, Jinki-yah.”
Onew shook his head to his right, all those shameful thoughts gone as he stared wide-eyed towards Key.
“ I-I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, Kibum.”
“Stop denying it. I’ve seen that look you gave Minnie.”
“What look?”
“ Pssh. Whatever. I’m not an idiot like Jonghyun. It seems like you’re in denial, hmm?”
“…I---”
“Who’s in denial?”
Onew’s eyes widened in horror to see the maknae already clinging to Key’s arm, eyes sparkling with genuine curiosity.
“Nothing baby. Never mind that.”
Onew just shook his head and turned away, walking further into the backstage, leaving a bewildered Taemin still hugging Key, who is watching him with knowing eyes.
Seeing Taemin curled up to Key’s arm made his blood boil. He knows there is nothing going on between the two of them, but just seeing Taemin’s body near another man made him want to drag the young dancer and claim that body for himself. It’s really unhealthy, for him to think this way about Taemin. It’s not even the boy’s fault, but there’s something about him that breaks his rationality and sanity… making him flustered when he should be calm and collected.
‘I got to stop thinking about these things. This is not healthy. It’s just stress taking over… Yeah, just stress. Kibum’s got it wrong this time. I’m not obsessed with Taeminnie I’m just overly frazzled.’ He tells himself. It’s not good for a leader to think these kinds of things, especially towards one of his members. It’s not good, not good at all. He needs to do something to stop this.
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It started slowly, avoiding Taemin in subtlest way possible. It was hard at the beginning, seeing as they were always next to each other in rehearsals and performances but he tried his best not to get noticed as he inched farther and farther from his ‘obsession’. Their usual talk-to-calm-the-nerves before performances slowed down, him speaking less and less to a hopefully still oblivious Taemin. He made it to a point to go out of the dressing room and wander around the studio after slowing down the routine talk with Taemin to help himself focus on the performance ahead instead of thinking about different ways of ravishing their maknae.
He even took his avoiding plan back to their dorm. He tried avoiding sitting next to Taemin as much as possible, opting to sit on the floor when they are watching some variety show instead of just sitting next to him on the sofa. He still talks to the younger one, acts like nothing is bothering him but the way he replies is much briefer than before. It really took him some time to adjust being aloof to his dongsaeng, it was a job that required him to use a lot of strength and will power that made him so tired…physically and mentally. But, from the way his mind works, getting far away from the source of his distress would make those inappropriate thoughts go away. So kept on trying.
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A month and a half has passed, and Onew has kept his cool, He was still having those sinful thoughts once in a while, but not as intensely as before. He can keep it to himself and act as composed as ever, not feeling the urge to act upon his impure thoughts.
‘See Jinki, it really was just some kind of side effect on having been stressed so much.’ He tells himself as he looked into the mirror of the bathroom sink. He looked as his reflection, droplets of water falling from his face. Then his mind wandered… envisioning Taemin’s face with beads of sweat running down to his pink slightly parted lips. His mind’s eye focusing on the sensual movement of the young one’s lips.
The sound of the bathroom door opening shook Onew out of his trance, head snapping up only to get his breath knocked out of him as he felt himself hit the bathroom wall. His eyes widened as he felt his lips being devoured in an intensity he’s never imagined. The only thing he saw was those familiar eyes, now full of mirth and something he could describe as lust. It took a few more seconds for things to sink in his mind that it really is Taemin, the one he’s been feverently avoiding the past month and a half, who’s currently had him against the wall. After recovering from his initial shock, he moved to kiss Taemin only to have the younger one push him back. Before he could ask anything, he felt the maknae’s tongue trace down the curve of his neck, small hands running down his clothed chest. Onew’s eyes fluttered close when he felt the Taemin murmuring into his ear.
“Surprised?”
Onew could only nod and tilt his head back as Taemin continued to lick, kiss and bite up and down his neck and ear.
“You think I didn’t notice it hyung? The way you undress me with that look in your eyes, or how I could feel the anger in your stare when I cling to Kibum-hyung or the others. You thought you hid it pretty well huh?”
Taemin’s hands are now under his hyung’s shirt, wanting to touch more. He smirked with delight when he heard Onew moan as his fingers brushed his hyung’s nipples.
“You know, I’ve been waiting for you to make a move but I’m tired of waiting, I’ve been thinking naughty things about you hyung. I always imagined how it would feel to kiss you and I always get too hot and bothered just by thinking of the things I want you to do to me. You better take responsibility.”
Onew didn’t even had the time to answer as Taemin planted his mouth on his for another smoldering kiss. Grabbing the dancer’s hips, he reversed their positions... now pinning the maknae against the cold, tiled wall and feeling the young one’s arousal brushing against his leg. He crashed his lips against Taemin’s once again, his hands pulling the younger one’s hip towards his.
And as they both ravished each other’s mouth for dominance, Onew thought that maybe… Just maybe, he is more than obsessed.
Author: yuki_pon
Fandom: SHINee
Disclaimer: I own SHINee in an alternate universe wherein I’m an alien manager.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Lee Jinki / Lee Taemin (OnTae)
Rating : R
Word(s): 1, 145
Summary: It’s hard to contain these kind of thoughts. But being the way he is, he tries his best to keep it inside.
A/N: First fanfic ever written, so yeah… Enjoy. And don’t forget to get aroused! Kidding.
Just looking at Taemin makes him want to lose control. The way Taemin walks makes him want to go and grab those hips towards him and grind himself to that lithe body. He wants to make Taemin’s eyes, those devilishly sexy eyes, curve into a smile of pure pleasure. He wants to bite Taemin’s luscious lips, make them bleed as the younger moans his name.All these thoughts keep on running in his head as he watches the now legally aged boy dance his way into the stage, swaying his body passionately in an artful way that makes his own body burn with a different kind of passion.
“You’re obsessed, Jinki-yah.”
Onew shook his head to his right, all those shameful thoughts gone as he stared wide-eyed towards Key.
“ I-I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, Kibum.”
“Stop denying it. I’ve seen that look you gave Minnie.”
“What look?”
“ Pssh. Whatever. I’m not an idiot like Jonghyun. It seems like you’re in denial, hmm?”
“…I---”
“Who’s in denial?”
Onew’s eyes widened in horror to see the maknae already clinging to Key’s arm, eyes sparkling with genuine curiosity.
“Nothing baby. Never mind that.”
Onew just shook his head and turned away, walking further into the backstage, leaving a bewildered Taemin still hugging Key, who is watching him with knowing eyes.
Seeing Taemin curled up to Key’s arm made his blood boil. He knows there is nothing going on between the two of them, but just seeing Taemin’s body near another man made him want to drag the young dancer and claim that body for himself. It’s really unhealthy, for him to think this way about Taemin. It’s not even the boy’s fault, but there’s something about him that breaks his rationality and sanity… making him flustered when he should be calm and collected.
‘I got to stop thinking about these things. This is not healthy. It’s just stress taking over… Yeah, just stress. Kibum’s got it wrong this time. I’m not obsessed with Taeminnie I’m just overly frazzled.’ He tells himself. It’s not good for a leader to think these kinds of things, especially towards one of his members. It’s not good, not good at all. He needs to do something to stop this.
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It started slowly, avoiding Taemin in subtlest way possible. It was hard at the beginning, seeing as they were always next to each other in rehearsals and performances but he tried his best not to get noticed as he inched farther and farther from his ‘obsession’. Their usual talk-to-calm-the-nerves before performances slowed down, him speaking less and less to a hopefully still oblivious Taemin. He made it to a point to go out of the dressing room and wander around the studio after slowing down the routine talk with Taemin to help himself focus on the performance ahead instead of thinking about different ways of ravishing their maknae.
He even took his avoiding plan back to their dorm. He tried avoiding sitting next to Taemin as much as possible, opting to sit on the floor when they are watching some variety show instead of just sitting next to him on the sofa. He still talks to the younger one, acts like nothing is bothering him but the way he replies is much briefer than before. It really took him some time to adjust being aloof to his dongsaeng, it was a job that required him to use a lot of strength and will power that made him so tired…physically and mentally. But, from the way his mind works, getting far away from the source of his distress would make those inappropriate thoughts go away. So kept on trying.
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A month and a half has passed, and Onew has kept his cool, He was still having those sinful thoughts once in a while, but not as intensely as before. He can keep it to himself and act as composed as ever, not feeling the urge to act upon his impure thoughts.
‘See Jinki, it really was just some kind of side effect on having been stressed so much.’ He tells himself as he looked into the mirror of the bathroom sink. He looked as his reflection, droplets of water falling from his face. Then his mind wandered… envisioning Taemin’s face with beads of sweat running down to his pink slightly parted lips. His mind’s eye focusing on the sensual movement of the young one’s lips.
The sound of the bathroom door opening shook Onew out of his trance, head snapping up only to get his breath knocked out of him as he felt himself hit the bathroom wall. His eyes widened as he felt his lips being devoured in an intensity he’s never imagined. The only thing he saw was those familiar eyes, now full of mirth and something he could describe as lust. It took a few more seconds for things to sink in his mind that it really is Taemin, the one he’s been feverently avoiding the past month and a half, who’s currently had him against the wall. After recovering from his initial shock, he moved to kiss Taemin only to have the younger one push him back. Before he could ask anything, he felt the maknae’s tongue trace down the curve of his neck, small hands running down his clothed chest. Onew’s eyes fluttered close when he felt the Taemin murmuring into his ear.
“Surprised?”
Onew could only nod and tilt his head back as Taemin continued to lick, kiss and bite up and down his neck and ear.
“You think I didn’t notice it hyung? The way you undress me with that look in your eyes, or how I could feel the anger in your stare when I cling to Kibum-hyung or the others. You thought you hid it pretty well huh?”
Taemin’s hands are now under his hyung’s shirt, wanting to touch more. He smirked with delight when he heard Onew moan as his fingers brushed his hyung’s nipples.
“You know, I’ve been waiting for you to make a move but I’m tired of waiting, I’ve been thinking naughty things about you hyung. I always imagined how it would feel to kiss you and I always get too hot and bothered just by thinking of the things I want you to do to me. You better take responsibility.”
Onew didn’t even had the time to answer as Taemin planted his mouth on his for another smoldering kiss. Grabbing the dancer’s hips, he reversed their positions... now pinning the maknae against the cold, tiled wall and feeling the young one’s arousal brushing against his leg. He crashed his lips against Taemin’s once again, his hands pulling the younger one’s hip towards his.
And as they both ravished each other’s mouth for dominance, Onew thought that maybe… Just maybe, he is more than obsessed.