Nightfall: Chapter Four
Minho X Jonghyun vampire fanfic
Rating: NC-17ish for some vampire goodness
Disclaimer: I do not own SHINee, Jonghyun or Minho, this fanfic does not represent the views of the idols held by the author, and is meant for entertainment purposes only.
nbsp; He bounded easily over the various roofs and grabbing onto a large brick chimney, he whirled his body around to dive in a steep drop down the side of a seven story factory. Jonghyun hit the ground running and weaved at lightning speed through the trees of the central city park, abandoned at this late hour. He heard Minho hit the ground soon after, following his lead. He was SURE that the older vampire was probably just putting up with his fun for now and yet, he kept up his speed. He also did a few tricks he picked up along the way because he'd had to outrun his fair share of elder vampires out to eradicate the excess fledglings in the area. Jonghyun also noticed that Minho's blood, as strong and old as it was, was making his moves so much swifter and precise than before. Jonghyun deeked right, left, went up into a tree and darted from canopy to canopy. Finally, after Minho came up into the trees with him Jonghyun swooped down again.
The fledgling skirted off down dark trails and what he did next might have cost him but it was worth a shot. He deeked right, and before smacking his face into a pitch-black shadowed bridge, he tore left, went under the bridge's arch, and stopped dead in his tracks on its other side, not moving a muscle. He hoped he was out of view from Minho. Even if this was a fun game that set Jonghyun's excitement levels (in more areas of his body than one) to the utmost edge, he also thought that it was good practice.
He waited still as a statue, not letting loose a single sound; no breath, no rustling of his clothing, no sound escaped from the youngling. He sniffed the air in silence, only catching the smell of trees, dirt and air pollution. Nothing of the older vampire sprang to his immediate attention and he had smelled his scent deliciously well moments ago. It still lingered on his clothing: the subtle hint of expensive mens cologne and quality leather.
Minho in the meantime was carefully traversing the park. He had long since come down from his higher position and right at the last second lost the fledgling. For one so young he was exceptionally fast. If it had come down to a straight sprint without his head start it would be no contest. However, the fledgling knew instinctive tactics it took years for Minho to master, and was very brave in the boundaries he was willing to cross. That seven story drop would not have been as easy for Minho when he was that young. There Jonghyun was, as simple as if he was hopping off a curb, plummeting seven stories without hesitation. His bravery was outstanding.
Minho sniffed the air as well. He could sense that the youngling was close. He hadn't heard him tear off like before, and he certainly hadn't seen him come out from the bridge that he approached, so he guessed he was waiting somewhere in the shadows. Minho silently crept closer to the bridge and sniffed for Jonghyun's scent: something like a mix of granny smith apples and cotton. He even paused for a moment to sniff his clothing to get a better grasp on where to turn next. For a moment the feeling of the fledgling's hands on his skin and the taste of his blood clouded his thoughts, before he snapped back to the present. He had to find Jonghyun. He was going to find Jonghyun. The night was still very young, and he had so wanted to do more.
Jonghyun didn't hear a single whisper of the vampire on his trail. His vampiric heart raced, his body was prone on the face of the bridge, and unbeknownst to him, Minho was feet away. Minho caught his scent. Silent as a shadow, Minho crept to where he knew Jonghyun was waiting. Minho's heart raced too. He could smell the fledgling's exhilaration but didn't hear a single thing. The boy was very good at concealing everything except for his smell. That was something Minho might actually have to teach him if they were to continue in their acquaintance.
Suddenly Jonghyun felt the slightest of changes in the air, and ducking quickly he bolted off, narrowly escaping the grasp of Minho's hand. Just a brush of his fingers on Jonghyun's neck near his jaw line was all it took for the fledgling to sprint off into the dark forest with Minho seconds behind. His smile was plastered onto his face and he darted like a madman through dense trees. Minho kept up his own pace, and when finally Jonghyun decided to burst onto a commonly walked path close to a broken street lamp, Minho decided enough was enough. He wanted the fledgling too much...
The last thing Jonghyun knew was the whipping of the wind and Minho close on his back, when he was suddenly ripped into a tight embrace by the older vampire and slammed onto the grass close to a tree. They stayed stock still, Minho arching above Jonghyun underneath him, their eyes searching each others for a few deliciously exciting moments. Jonghyun was smiling up into Minho's exhilarated eyes. If they were human they would be panting in their exertion, but they both calmly took in the smells of each other in waves. Without saying a word, Minho locked lips with the beautiful fledgling under him. Jonghyun's hands came up into Minho's hair and kissed back fiercely. His hips rocked up into Minho eagerly and a satisfied "mmm" flowed from Minho's deep voiced throat.
Their tongues explored each others mouths quickly and heatedly. Minho stroked one hand into the youth's hair, and the other trailed down to his groin. This time, the fledgling couldn't tear off. He was wonderfully trapped beneath his large frame, and the boy didn't seem to mind at all. Their heat was instantly refreshed, and soon Minho's deep strokes into the front of Jonghyun's pants made Jonghyun pant the sexiest of moans into Minho's mouth. Eventually Jonghyun couldn't control the flow of whimpers into Minho's burning kisses. He ate those desperate sounds of lust eagerly and began unzipping Jonghyun's jeans. Jonghyun started to take off Minho's jacket and it felt like he couldn't unbutton his shirt quickly enough.
Minho was impatient to reach Jonghyun and didn't bother with his shirt other than to hastily push it up and out of his way. The fledgling's hot skin hit the cold night air and his freed nipple hardened in the cooler temperature. Minho then undid his belt quickly and efficiently. Upon exposing the fledgling, he caused the boy's hips to buck in need when his finger pressed slowly down his happy trail. Jonghyun barely managed to get Minho's jacket off and undo his shirt before Minho released him, hard and throbbing into the midnight air. Jonghyun let loose a gasp when Minho hungrily grasped his length, slick from his precum, and then Jonghyun pulled Minho's beautifully naked chest to his own. Their skin electric, synced into an agonizingly slow rhythm in time with Minho's pumps; Jonghyun could barely contain his repeated moans. The older vampire nibbled keenly into the fledgling's neck so the sounds of those whimpers couldn't be contained, and could freely pierce the silence of the deep night. By this time Minho was unbearably hot.
In the middle of it all: Jonghyun's hands greedily exploring the taut muscles of Minho's chest and back, Minho's hips thrust deep into the fledgling's core in time with his thrusts and one hand clutched deep into his hair at the nape of his neck, they both stopped suddenly. A very quiet scream had pierced the air closeby. Minho's hands froze and while disappointed, Jonghyun pulled his face away to listen better.
"Get dressed," Minho ordered while looking around in the darkness, pulling off Jonghyun's exposed form in a flash. Jonghyun followed his lead, pulled on his pants and was ready to go seconds later.
Horribly frustrated, Jonghyun couldn't help but think, 'what the fuck just happened?'
Chapter 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
Rating: NC-17ish for some vampire goodness
Disclaimer: I do not own SHINee, Jonghyun or Minho, this fanfic does not represent the views of the idols held by the author, and is meant for entertainment purposes only.
nbsp; He bounded easily over the various roofs and grabbing onto a large brick chimney, he whirled his body around to dive in a steep drop down the side of a seven story factory. Jonghyun hit the ground running and weaved at lightning speed through the trees of the central city park, abandoned at this late hour. He heard Minho hit the ground soon after, following his lead. He was SURE that the older vampire was probably just putting up with his fun for now and yet, he kept up his speed. He also did a few tricks he picked up along the way because he'd had to outrun his fair share of elder vampires out to eradicate the excess fledglings in the area. Jonghyun also noticed that Minho's blood, as strong and old as it was, was making his moves so much swifter and precise than before. Jonghyun deeked right, left, went up into a tree and darted from canopy to canopy. Finally, after Minho came up into the trees with him Jonghyun swooped down again.
The fledgling skirted off down dark trails and what he did next might have cost him but it was worth a shot. He deeked right, and before smacking his face into a pitch-black shadowed bridge, he tore left, went under the bridge's arch, and stopped dead in his tracks on its other side, not moving a muscle. He hoped he was out of view from Minho. Even if this was a fun game that set Jonghyun's excitement levels (in more areas of his body than one) to the utmost edge, he also thought that it was good practice.
He waited still as a statue, not letting loose a single sound; no breath, no rustling of his clothing, no sound escaped from the youngling. He sniffed the air in silence, only catching the smell of trees, dirt and air pollution. Nothing of the older vampire sprang to his immediate attention and he had smelled his scent deliciously well moments ago. It still lingered on his clothing: the subtle hint of expensive mens cologne and quality leather.
Minho in the meantime was carefully traversing the park. He had long since come down from his higher position and right at the last second lost the fledgling. For one so young he was exceptionally fast. If it had come down to a straight sprint without his head start it would be no contest. However, the fledgling knew instinctive tactics it took years for Minho to master, and was very brave in the boundaries he was willing to cross. That seven story drop would not have been as easy for Minho when he was that young. There Jonghyun was, as simple as if he was hopping off a curb, plummeting seven stories without hesitation. His bravery was outstanding.
Minho sniffed the air as well. He could sense that the youngling was close. He hadn't heard him tear off like before, and he certainly hadn't seen him come out from the bridge that he approached, so he guessed he was waiting somewhere in the shadows. Minho silently crept closer to the bridge and sniffed for Jonghyun's scent: something like a mix of granny smith apples and cotton. He even paused for a moment to sniff his clothing to get a better grasp on where to turn next. For a moment the feeling of the fledgling's hands on his skin and the taste of his blood clouded his thoughts, before he snapped back to the present. He had to find Jonghyun. He was going to find Jonghyun. The night was still very young, and he had so wanted to do more.
Jonghyun didn't hear a single whisper of the vampire on his trail. His vampiric heart raced, his body was prone on the face of the bridge, and unbeknownst to him, Minho was feet away. Minho caught his scent. Silent as a shadow, Minho crept to where he knew Jonghyun was waiting. Minho's heart raced too. He could smell the fledgling's exhilaration but didn't hear a single thing. The boy was very good at concealing everything except for his smell. That was something Minho might actually have to teach him if they were to continue in their acquaintance.
Suddenly Jonghyun felt the slightest of changes in the air, and ducking quickly he bolted off, narrowly escaping the grasp of Minho's hand. Just a brush of his fingers on Jonghyun's neck near his jaw line was all it took for the fledgling to sprint off into the dark forest with Minho seconds behind. His smile was plastered onto his face and he darted like a madman through dense trees. Minho kept up his own pace, and when finally Jonghyun decided to burst onto a commonly walked path close to a broken street lamp, Minho decided enough was enough. He wanted the fledgling too much...
The last thing Jonghyun knew was the whipping of the wind and Minho close on his back, when he was suddenly ripped into a tight embrace by the older vampire and slammed onto the grass close to a tree. They stayed stock still, Minho arching above Jonghyun underneath him, their eyes searching each others for a few deliciously exciting moments. Jonghyun was smiling up into Minho's exhilarated eyes. If they were human they would be panting in their exertion, but they both calmly took in the smells of each other in waves. Without saying a word, Minho locked lips with the beautiful fledgling under him. Jonghyun's hands came up into Minho's hair and kissed back fiercely. His hips rocked up into Minho eagerly and a satisfied "mmm" flowed from Minho's deep voiced throat.
Their tongues explored each others mouths quickly and heatedly. Minho stroked one hand into the youth's hair, and the other trailed down to his groin. This time, the fledgling couldn't tear off. He was wonderfully trapped beneath his large frame, and the boy didn't seem to mind at all. Their heat was instantly refreshed, and soon Minho's deep strokes into the front of Jonghyun's pants made Jonghyun pant the sexiest of moans into Minho's mouth. Eventually Jonghyun couldn't control the flow of whimpers into Minho's burning kisses. He ate those desperate sounds of lust eagerly and began unzipping Jonghyun's jeans. Jonghyun started to take off Minho's jacket and it felt like he couldn't unbutton his shirt quickly enough.
Minho was impatient to reach Jonghyun and didn't bother with his shirt other than to hastily push it up and out of his way. The fledgling's hot skin hit the cold night air and his freed nipple hardened in the cooler temperature. Minho then undid his belt quickly and efficiently. Upon exposing the fledgling, he caused the boy's hips to buck in need when his finger pressed slowly down his happy trail. Jonghyun barely managed to get Minho's jacket off and undo his shirt before Minho released him, hard and throbbing into the midnight air. Jonghyun let loose a gasp when Minho hungrily grasped his length, slick from his precum, and then Jonghyun pulled Minho's beautifully naked chest to his own. Their skin electric, synced into an agonizingly slow rhythm in time with Minho's pumps; Jonghyun could barely contain his repeated moans. The older vampire nibbled keenly into the fledgling's neck so the sounds of those whimpers couldn't be contained, and could freely pierce the silence of the deep night. By this time Minho was unbearably hot.
In the middle of it all: Jonghyun's hands greedily exploring the taut muscles of Minho's chest and back, Minho's hips thrust deep into the fledgling's core in time with his thrusts and one hand clutched deep into his hair at the nape of his neck, they both stopped suddenly. A very quiet scream had pierced the air closeby. Minho's hands froze and while disappointed, Jonghyun pulled his face away to listen better.
"Get dressed," Minho ordered while looking around in the darkness, pulling off Jonghyun's exposed form in a flash. Jonghyun followed his lead, pulled on his pants and was ready to go seconds later.
Horribly frustrated, Jonghyun couldn't help but think, 'what the fuck just happened?'
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