That's What Friends Are For; Jinki/Jonghyun; NC-17
Title: That's What Friends Are For
Author: flusteredmess
Rating: NC-17
Pairing/Focus: Jinki/Jonghyun
A/N: Another Jongyu! \o/ This one has naughty!Jjong again lol.
Jinki rubbed a hand over his arm, breath cold as he let out a long exhale. He watched as it fogged up against the car window, and he would've done something pretty childish (like draw a doodle with his finger), if not for the wild pounding of his heart against his thick sweater.
Looking out the window, Jinki couldn't see much expect for a few flickering street lamps up ahead. He shivered, suddenly aware of the darkness and of the dangers that lurked when it struck past midnight.
After a few moments, a crunching of leaves was heard, each snap loud enough to jolt Jinki out of his sleepiness. He held onto the steering wheel, his body taut with alertness as he waited.
"Jinki!" a face pressed itself against the passenger side's window. Jinki broke into a scream, but clamped his mouth shut when he recognized who it was. "Stop being such a pussy and open up!"
"Fucking prick." he muttered as he unlocked the passenger door. He settled back against his seat, taking in and out breaths to shake off the adrenaline. "Jesus, Jonghyun. Don't you know how to knock or something?"
"Eh." Jonghyun shrugged, fixing his bangs as he checked himself out in the rearview mirror. "The look on your face was priceless."
"Whatever." Jinki said, suddenly feeling cranky and worn out. "I've been waiting for ages. Let's just get you the fuck home."
"Potty mouth." Jonghyun teased, leaning back against his seat as well. "But hey, I owe you one, man."
"Huh." Jinki snorted as he started the engine. The car roared to life, vibrating over the asphalt.
"Oh, fuck--"
Jinki glanced at Jonghyun and was met with a rather... peculiar sight.
"Aw, you gotta be kidding me." Jinki groaned as Jonghyun palmed his erection through his jeans, an apologetic smile on his face. "Really, Jonghyun? I mean, seriously?"
"Stop being a di--" Jonghyun's eyes rolled back as the car jolted. "Oh sweet fuck, Jinki, your fucking car--"
"Didn't she get you off?" Jinki cut him off, already feeling awkward. He and Jonghyun had done shit together, but this blinked FUCKED UP in bright neon lights. "The girl. At that party. You said you had this girl blowing you when you called."
Jonghyun pursed his lips, as if the memory left a bad taste in his mouth.
"She was such a noob." Jonghyun finally said, slowly retracting his hand. Jinki failed to pretend that he didn't see the outline of Jonghyun's cock against his tight jeans. "And then when I told her I was gonna cum, she started crying. Can you imagine that? So that's when I bolted and called you. It was so messed up."
Jinki nodded automatically, mentally thinking, this is pretty messed up too. He stepped on the gas pedal, trying (and failing) to drown out Jonghyun's blabbering.
"I'm so lucky to have you as a buddy!" Jonghyun chirped, as if they weren't just talking about some girl and her inability to suck dick. "I always feel so cool with you, 'cause of the car and everything."
"Yah, don't push it." Jinki went along with it, pinching the bridge of his nose. "This is the last time, and I mean it."
They stopped by a deserted gas station after a quick explanation from Jinki that he needed to pee. Badly.
After he was done, Jinki trudged back to his car, frowning when he realized that Jonghyun had the passenger seat all the way down so only the tips of his ridiculously-styled hair were visible through the window.
"Asshole." Jinki murmured as he took three long strides to the passenger window. He rapped a knuckle against it, then peeked over curiously when he received no response.
"Ahhh nghhh fuck--" Jonghyun was moaning and writhing, his hand down his pants. Jinki watched Jonghyun's hand pumping himself, then felt the blood leave his face as he found himself stumbling backward.
The ruckus must've caught Jonghyun's attention, because within a second he was already rolling down the passenger window.
"The fuck are you doing?" he snapped, his eyes glassy as he glared at Jinki. "Get in the car, Jinki."
And as Jinki obeyed, his feet light and his legs uncharacteristically agile, he noted how truly fucked up this all was. He also hoped that by the time he was already in the car, Jonghyun would have the decency to explain himself (and to zip his pants up).
But it seemed that this just wasn't his day (or night), because when he slid into the driver's seat, Jonghyun still had his hand down his pants. He was also staring at Jinki as if he was the most delicious piece of ass he'd ever seen.
"Um." Jinki coughed awkwardly. His snarkiness had left him the minute he saw Jonghyun touching himself. In his car. Fuck. "L-let's-- I'll start the car--"
Jinki fumbled with the keys, his hand shaking as he tried to turn it the right way.
"You look so fucking hot like that, all flustered and shit."
Jinki made a gagging sort of noise, the car keys dropping to the deep depths of unknown under his car seat. He cursed and reached down, trying to feel for it when--
"Hey, Jinki." Jonghyun's voice was thick, thicker than that time Jinki heard him getting off that night they had a sleepover at his house, when they were still in their awkward highschool years. The memory never failed to make him shudder. "I-- I really need to get off... I've been holding it in for fucking hours now-- uh, shit."
Jonghyun bit his lip, pulling his cock out from the confines of his jeans. Jinki's eyes grew wide as saucers as he watched his friend, the friend he knew since they were around six years old, milk his dick right in front of him.
"S-sorry, god, I'm sorry, Jinki--" Jonghyun babbled on, his hand pumping and twisting and pulling his cock. Jinki watched as Jonghyun's face turned to a shade of hot pink. "Ngh, Jinki, Jinki, Jinki--"
And then it went on like that, Jonghyun fucking his own fist as he moaned out Jinki's name. It was completely sick and wrong in so many ways that Jinki felt like retching, but somehow he couldn't find it in himself to look away.
It was probably because Jonghyun looked so fucking beautiful right then, his whole body slick with sweat, his hair plastered to the sides of his face, complimenting his jawbone. His lips parted as he continued to moan out Jinki's name in that fucking obscene way.
Finally, for what felt like hours to Jinki, Jonghyun came, his back arched and his fist moving faster in a desperate attempt to prolong his pleasure.
"Jesus fuck." Jinki croaked, realizing that he had developed a raging boner himself. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat and watched as Jonghyun slowly came down his high, his breath staggering. "What the fuck was that."
"I... I don't really know." he looked over at Jinki, then down his pants, Jinki's erection straining against his own jeans. "But I see someone enjoyed the show."
Jinki gulped, noting the way Jonghyun stared at his Adam's apple as it bobbed.
"Fuck... you." Jinki managed as he ran a shaky hand through his hair. Jonghyun chuckled and reached over, swatting Jinki's hand away when he tried to block his straining erection from view.
"I kind of want to suck you off." Jonghyun confessed, palming the large mound that was pressed quite painfully against his zipper. Jinki made a noncommital noise as he finally let Jonghyun open his fly. "Is this a confirmation?"
"Shut up, you fucking asshole." Jinki croaked, face contorted in pleasure as Jonghyun dipped his hand and pumped his dick. "Y-you got off in my car-- now you have to return the favor."
Jonghyun bit his lip to control his excitement.
"Cool." he said as he positioned himself in between Jinki's legs. It was a difficult feat, but they managed. Jonghyun endured the sharp nudge of the steering wheel against his back. "Tell me if you're gonna cum though. Like, pull my hair or something, I don't know--"
Jinki groaned and pulled his cock out from his jeans, pushing it into Jonghyun's mouth.
"Just suck it." he said through gritted teeth. Jonghyun smirked around his dick, then carefully took in more of it into his mouth. He swirled his tongue along the underside of Jinki's cock, feeling the vein pulsing. "S-shit, oh my god, Jjong, h-how long have y-- ngh fuck."
Jinki threw his head back, moaning loudly, his chest heaving as he gasped for air. His eyes stung with tears as the pleasure took him inch by inch.
Jonghyun hummed a song, something about roller coasters, but then he pulled back Jinki's cock, now only the head still in the hot cavern of his mouth.
Jinki whined in disapproval and tried to push back into the tight heat, but Jonghyun gripped his hips in place, his fingers digging into the skin. Jinki was sure he was going to have bruises later on.
Jonghyun looked up through his lashes at Jinki, winking as he sucked on the head fervently, his hand pumping the base of Jinki's cock. It felt so good that Jinki lost control and came so violently that he felt as though the air was knocked out of his lungs.
Jonghyun engulfed him in his mouth again, sucking him hard, wanting more of Jinki's cum. The latter struggled, reaching to put a hand down against Jonghyun's head, pressing him further down his cock.
When Jinki was thoroughly milked, Jonghyun carefully slipped back into the passenger's seat, smacking his lips as he pulled open the compartment, smiling victoriously as he retrieved a box of tissues.
Jinki felt boneless as he watched Jonghyun clean himself up, noting the flecks of cum still stuck on his hair. He wondered if he should tell him, but he decided otherwise, thinking the asshole probably deserved it.
"Shit." Jinki rubbed his hands over his eyes, feeling the exhaustion seeping through his bones. It didn't help that he always felt sleepy after sex. He looked over Jonghyun again, who was in the process of zipping himself up, and suddenly he felt sick.
"Hey--" Jonghyun said hoarsely, tilting his head as his eyes surveyed Jinki's pale features. "You okay? You look weird."
Jinki's lip trembled as he took in the messed up shit they just went into. Jonghyun was his friend, and his mother may or may not be awake, solely putting her trust in Jinki to bring home her son safely.
"You aren't gonna go all homophobic on me, are you?" Jonghyun whispered softly after a long silence. His eyes looked up ahead the dark street, nibbling his bottom lip. "I-- I was going to tell you, okay? Shit, I've been wanting to tell you for years."
He buried his face in his hands, and Jinki could only watch as Jonghyun's shoulders sagged in a way he had never seen before.
"Ruined it. I fucking ruined it for us." he was saying, voice strained with regret. Jinki felt something tug at his heart, and he knew that he needed to say something.
"Jonghyun..." Jinki said, putting his hand on his shoulder. Jonghyun took a sharp intake of breath. "It's okay."
Jinki knew there was so much more to say, but it seemed that that was all Jonghyun needed to hear. He glanced at Jinki, eyes sparkling as a grin spread over his face.
"I've always liked--" he said, but stopped himself, a crooked smile dancing on his lips. He shook his head, patting Jinki's hand instead. It was warm and comforting. Then he seemed to revert back to the old Jonghyun with the way he barked with laughter. "Oh god, look at us! We're such fucking cheeseballs."
Jinki chuckled, grateful that the tension was slowly evaporating. He reached a hand down his car seat, producing the car keys a few minutes later and letting it dangle in front of them triumphantly.
"Let's get you home." Jinki gave Jonghyun a meaningful look as he started the car.
"Hey, Jinki." Jonghyun said later on, when the stoplight blinked red. Jinki spared him a glance and saw that he had his hands together, twiddling his thumbs. "Thanks."
Jinki smiled, and at the same time the stoplight turned green. He pressed on the gas pedal and steered the wheel with one hand, using the other to squeeze one of Jonghyun's hands.
"Hey, that's what friends are for."
Jonghyun's smile never left his face even when his mother nagged him for the remainder of the night.
*
End
Author: flusteredmess
Rating: NC-17
Pairing/Focus: Jinki/Jonghyun
A/N: Another Jongyu! \o/ This one has naughty!Jjong again lol.
Jinki rubbed a hand over his arm, breath cold as he let out a long exhale. He watched as it fogged up against the car window, and he would've done something pretty childish (like draw a doodle with his finger), if not for the wild pounding of his heart against his thick sweater.
Looking out the window, Jinki couldn't see much expect for a few flickering street lamps up ahead. He shivered, suddenly aware of the darkness and of the dangers that lurked when it struck past midnight.
After a few moments, a crunching of leaves was heard, each snap loud enough to jolt Jinki out of his sleepiness. He held onto the steering wheel, his body taut with alertness as he waited.
"Jinki!" a face pressed itself against the passenger side's window. Jinki broke into a scream, but clamped his mouth shut when he recognized who it was. "Stop being such a pussy and open up!"
"Fucking prick." he muttered as he unlocked the passenger door. He settled back against his seat, taking in and out breaths to shake off the adrenaline. "Jesus, Jonghyun. Don't you know how to knock or something?"
"Eh." Jonghyun shrugged, fixing his bangs as he checked himself out in the rearview mirror. "The look on your face was priceless."
"Whatever." Jinki said, suddenly feeling cranky and worn out. "I've been waiting for ages. Let's just get you the fuck home."
"Potty mouth." Jonghyun teased, leaning back against his seat as well. "But hey, I owe you one, man."
"Huh." Jinki snorted as he started the engine. The car roared to life, vibrating over the asphalt.
"Oh, fuck--"
Jinki glanced at Jonghyun and was met with a rather... peculiar sight.
"Aw, you gotta be kidding me." Jinki groaned as Jonghyun palmed his erection through his jeans, an apologetic smile on his face. "Really, Jonghyun? I mean, seriously?"
"Stop being a di--" Jonghyun's eyes rolled back as the car jolted. "Oh sweet fuck, Jinki, your fucking car--"
"Didn't she get you off?" Jinki cut him off, already feeling awkward. He and Jonghyun had done shit together, but this blinked FUCKED UP in bright neon lights. "The girl. At that party. You said you had this girl blowing you when you called."
Jonghyun pursed his lips, as if the memory left a bad taste in his mouth.
"She was such a noob." Jonghyun finally said, slowly retracting his hand. Jinki failed to pretend that he didn't see the outline of Jonghyun's cock against his tight jeans. "And then when I told her I was gonna cum, she started crying. Can you imagine that? So that's when I bolted and called you. It was so messed up."
Jinki nodded automatically, mentally thinking, this is pretty messed up too. He stepped on the gas pedal, trying (and failing) to drown out Jonghyun's blabbering.
"I'm so lucky to have you as a buddy!" Jonghyun chirped, as if they weren't just talking about some girl and her inability to suck dick. "I always feel so cool with you, 'cause of the car and everything."
"Yah, don't push it." Jinki went along with it, pinching the bridge of his nose. "This is the last time, and I mean it."
They stopped by a deserted gas station after a quick explanation from Jinki that he needed to pee. Badly.
After he was done, Jinki trudged back to his car, frowning when he realized that Jonghyun had the passenger seat all the way down so only the tips of his ridiculously-styled hair were visible through the window.
"Asshole." Jinki murmured as he took three long strides to the passenger window. He rapped a knuckle against it, then peeked over curiously when he received no response.
"Ahhh nghhh fuck--" Jonghyun was moaning and writhing, his hand down his pants. Jinki watched Jonghyun's hand pumping himself, then felt the blood leave his face as he found himself stumbling backward.
The ruckus must've caught Jonghyun's attention, because within a second he was already rolling down the passenger window.
"The fuck are you doing?" he snapped, his eyes glassy as he glared at Jinki. "Get in the car, Jinki."
And as Jinki obeyed, his feet light and his legs uncharacteristically agile, he noted how truly fucked up this all was. He also hoped that by the time he was already in the car, Jonghyun would have the decency to explain himself (and to zip his pants up).
But it seemed that this just wasn't his day (or night), because when he slid into the driver's seat, Jonghyun still had his hand down his pants. He was also staring at Jinki as if he was the most delicious piece of ass he'd ever seen.
"Um." Jinki coughed awkwardly. His snarkiness had left him the minute he saw Jonghyun touching himself. In his car. Fuck. "L-let's-- I'll start the car--"
Jinki fumbled with the keys, his hand shaking as he tried to turn it the right way.
"You look so fucking hot like that, all flustered and shit."
Jinki made a gagging sort of noise, the car keys dropping to the deep depths of unknown under his car seat. He cursed and reached down, trying to feel for it when--
"Hey, Jinki." Jonghyun's voice was thick, thicker than that time Jinki heard him getting off that night they had a sleepover at his house, when they were still in their awkward highschool years. The memory never failed to make him shudder. "I-- I really need to get off... I've been holding it in for fucking hours now-- uh, shit."
Jonghyun bit his lip, pulling his cock out from the confines of his jeans. Jinki's eyes grew wide as saucers as he watched his friend, the friend he knew since they were around six years old, milk his dick right in front of him.
"S-sorry, god, I'm sorry, Jinki--" Jonghyun babbled on, his hand pumping and twisting and pulling his cock. Jinki watched as Jonghyun's face turned to a shade of hot pink. "Ngh, Jinki, Jinki, Jinki--"
And then it went on like that, Jonghyun fucking his own fist as he moaned out Jinki's name. It was completely sick and wrong in so many ways that Jinki felt like retching, but somehow he couldn't find it in himself to look away.
It was probably because Jonghyun looked so fucking beautiful right then, his whole body slick with sweat, his hair plastered to the sides of his face, complimenting his jawbone. His lips parted as he continued to moan out Jinki's name in that fucking obscene way.
Finally, for what felt like hours to Jinki, Jonghyun came, his back arched and his fist moving faster in a desperate attempt to prolong his pleasure.
"Jesus fuck." Jinki croaked, realizing that he had developed a raging boner himself. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat and watched as Jonghyun slowly came down his high, his breath staggering. "What the fuck was that."
"I... I don't really know." he looked over at Jinki, then down his pants, Jinki's erection straining against his own jeans. "But I see someone enjoyed the show."
Jinki gulped, noting the way Jonghyun stared at his Adam's apple as it bobbed.
"Fuck... you." Jinki managed as he ran a shaky hand through his hair. Jonghyun chuckled and reached over, swatting Jinki's hand away when he tried to block his straining erection from view.
"I kind of want to suck you off." Jonghyun confessed, palming the large mound that was pressed quite painfully against his zipper. Jinki made a noncommital noise as he finally let Jonghyun open his fly. "Is this a confirmation?"
"Shut up, you fucking asshole." Jinki croaked, face contorted in pleasure as Jonghyun dipped his hand and pumped his dick. "Y-you got off in my car-- now you have to return the favor."
Jonghyun bit his lip to control his excitement.
"Cool." he said as he positioned himself in between Jinki's legs. It was a difficult feat, but they managed. Jonghyun endured the sharp nudge of the steering wheel against his back. "Tell me if you're gonna cum though. Like, pull my hair or something, I don't know--"
Jinki groaned and pulled his cock out from his jeans, pushing it into Jonghyun's mouth.
"Just suck it." he said through gritted teeth. Jonghyun smirked around his dick, then carefully took in more of it into his mouth. He swirled his tongue along the underside of Jinki's cock, feeling the vein pulsing. "S-shit, oh my god, Jjong, h-how long have y-- ngh fuck."
Jinki threw his head back, moaning loudly, his chest heaving as he gasped for air. His eyes stung with tears as the pleasure took him inch by inch.
Jonghyun hummed a song, something about roller coasters, but then he pulled back Jinki's cock, now only the head still in the hot cavern of his mouth.
Jinki whined in disapproval and tried to push back into the tight heat, but Jonghyun gripped his hips in place, his fingers digging into the skin. Jinki was sure he was going to have bruises later on.
Jonghyun looked up through his lashes at Jinki, winking as he sucked on the head fervently, his hand pumping the base of Jinki's cock. It felt so good that Jinki lost control and came so violently that he felt as though the air was knocked out of his lungs.
Jonghyun engulfed him in his mouth again, sucking him hard, wanting more of Jinki's cum. The latter struggled, reaching to put a hand down against Jonghyun's head, pressing him further down his cock.
When Jinki was thoroughly milked, Jonghyun carefully slipped back into the passenger's seat, smacking his lips as he pulled open the compartment, smiling victoriously as he retrieved a box of tissues.
Jinki felt boneless as he watched Jonghyun clean himself up, noting the flecks of cum still stuck on his hair. He wondered if he should tell him, but he decided otherwise, thinking the asshole probably deserved it.
"Shit." Jinki rubbed his hands over his eyes, feeling the exhaustion seeping through his bones. It didn't help that he always felt sleepy after sex. He looked over Jonghyun again, who was in the process of zipping himself up, and suddenly he felt sick.
"Hey--" Jonghyun said hoarsely, tilting his head as his eyes surveyed Jinki's pale features. "You okay? You look weird."
Jinki's lip trembled as he took in the messed up shit they just went into. Jonghyun was his friend, and his mother may or may not be awake, solely putting her trust in Jinki to bring home her son safely.
"You aren't gonna go all homophobic on me, are you?" Jonghyun whispered softly after a long silence. His eyes looked up ahead the dark street, nibbling his bottom lip. "I-- I was going to tell you, okay? Shit, I've been wanting to tell you for years."
He buried his face in his hands, and Jinki could only watch as Jonghyun's shoulders sagged in a way he had never seen before.
"Ruined it. I fucking ruined it for us." he was saying, voice strained with regret. Jinki felt something tug at his heart, and he knew that he needed to say something.
"Jonghyun..." Jinki said, putting his hand on his shoulder. Jonghyun took a sharp intake of breath. "It's okay."
Jinki knew there was so much more to say, but it seemed that that was all Jonghyun needed to hear. He glanced at Jinki, eyes sparkling as a grin spread over his face.
"I've always liked--" he said, but stopped himself, a crooked smile dancing on his lips. He shook his head, patting Jinki's hand instead. It was warm and comforting. Then he seemed to revert back to the old Jonghyun with the way he barked with laughter. "Oh god, look at us! We're such fucking cheeseballs."
Jinki chuckled, grateful that the tension was slowly evaporating. He reached a hand down his car seat, producing the car keys a few minutes later and letting it dangle in front of them triumphantly.
"Let's get you home." Jinki gave Jonghyun a meaningful look as he started the car.
"Hey, Jinki." Jonghyun said later on, when the stoplight blinked red. Jinki spared him a glance and saw that he had his hands together, twiddling his thumbs. "Thanks."
Jinki smiled, and at the same time the stoplight turned green. He pressed on the gas pedal and steered the wheel with one hand, using the other to squeeze one of Jonghyun's hands.
"Hey, that's what friends are for."
Jonghyun's smile never left his face even when his mother nagged him for the remainder of the night.
*
End