Dinner
Title: Dinner
Pairing: Jonghyun/Key
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Dinner's ready.
Ornaments on the wall quaked with the force of Key's body being slammed against it, a breathless gasp leaving his mouth as Jonghyun's hands pulled at his shirt, pushing it up to his arm pits. It was crude, he was being impatient, but what little of Key's torso was exposed was quickly showered with wet, open-mouthed kisses, Jonghyun's lips chapped from lack of water and hot practices. Key's back bowed, his shoulder blades pressing against the wall, his elbows knocking into it as his fingers grabbed at the roots of Jonghyun's hair, the curve of his spine arching in the air as his ass pressed against the wall, trying to get Jonghyun's mouth to devour his torso. Which was pretty much what was happening, the older man's jagged teeth scraping over Key's nipples, down the bumps of his ribs to his hip bones before coming back up again, their mouths crashing together in a torrid kiss.
Just as impatient with the shirt Jonghyun couldn't save his sanity for Key's pants, the button of the fly clanging to the floor and rolling away as he pulled down the zipper. But to be fair Key was equally impatient, only doing Jonghyun the favor of unzipping his jeans and reaching inside to pull his cock through the hole, stroking the shaft and accidentally smearing some pre-cum onto the freshly-bought denim.
With his pants and underwear around the middle of his thighs Key was hoisted into Jonghyun's arms, the singer's biceps flexing under the strain as he threw the blond down onto the bed, the posts of the frame screeching on the floorboards with the violent movement. Key scooted back and kicked his clothing off and ripped his shirt off, Jonghyun climbing on top of him to claim his mouth in another kiss, the older man's brows drawn together, focused on drawing Key's legs around his slender waist. Key could feel the sharpness of Jonghyun's hip bones on the insides of his thighs, it was as real as the teeth catching his lower lip and pulling it down to stretch it out so far it chapped. Jonghyun's hands weren't huge but they felt big against his body as he gripped onto Key's knee, spreading the rapper's legs apart as he settled between them, looking down at where his cock repeatedly bumped into Key's asshole.
“Fuck,” Jonghyun breathed, his chest heaving, lines of his abdomen flexing and retracting. Key couldn't find one specific spot to focus on, all of Jonghyun looked so fucking good in that moment, as he looked down at his prize.
Lying back and reaching up to grab the bars of the headboard, Key smirked up at Jonghyun, sprawling his body out as best as he could. Jonghyun's sharp teeth caught his dry lower lip and broke the skin, some blood pooling and dripping down onto Key's pelvis, the older man spitting into his palm and stroking his cock. Key turned his head and closed his eyes, his mouth against the inside of his bicep as Jonghyun started to push his cock into his body, the burn intense and overwhelming him completely - but the bars of the headboard smacked against the wall the instant Jonghyun started thrusting and that coupled with the sounds of the older man's grunts were enough to make Key grit his teeth through the pain.
And then, Jonghyun gripped his hips and flipped him over, the ease and grace of it well-practice and something only executable by people who did this sort of act for years past. On his knees, Key kept one of his hands on the bars in front of him to keep himself upright and steady, white-hot pleasure bursting behind his closed eyes as he dropped his chin to his chest, his knees spreading so wide his dick started to grind into the covers of the bed with every thrust. His nipples hardened when they came into contact with the cool sheets, his mouth open and no noise coming out, sound stolen right from his voice box with every motion, Jonghyun's hands gripping onto his hips so hard Key knew that there were going to be marks on them, knew that once again it was going to be uncomfortable to wear a belt.
But that didn't stop either of them - Jonghyun didn't stop when Key reached his free arm behind him and grabbed onto the singer's wrist, clutching so tightly his nails left bloody crescents, Jonghyun didn't stop when he lifted Key up by the hair and railed upwards into his body, the blond letting out a choked cry and gasping for breath. Key didn't stop when Jonghyun tugged his dick so hard it almost hurt, Key didn't stop when Jonghyun's hips bruised his ass cheeks, and Key definitely didn't stop when Jonghyun pushed him back down onto the bed and lifted one of his legs up, spearing into him at a relentless pace.
Key came first, the abuse coupled with the sound of Jonghyun's grunts and picture frames falling off of the wall driving him over the edge. Jonghyun came shortly after, spilling half of his cum into Key's body before pulling out and jerking himself to spill the rest of it onto Key's softening cock, sitting back on his heels and catching his breath. They stayed like that for a few minutes, and as the sun moved in the window, the rays hitting Key on the cheek in an orangey-pink glow, Jonghyun smirked and pat Key's ankle gently.
“Dinner's ready.”
Key threw his pillow at Jonghyun, “I know, I cooked it.”
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Pairing: Jonghyun/Key
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Dinner's ready.
Ornaments on the wall quaked with the force of Key's body being slammed against it, a breathless gasp leaving his mouth as Jonghyun's hands pulled at his shirt, pushing it up to his arm pits. It was crude, he was being impatient, but what little of Key's torso was exposed was quickly showered with wet, open-mouthed kisses, Jonghyun's lips chapped from lack of water and hot practices. Key's back bowed, his shoulder blades pressing against the wall, his elbows knocking into it as his fingers grabbed at the roots of Jonghyun's hair, the curve of his spine arching in the air as his ass pressed against the wall, trying to get Jonghyun's mouth to devour his torso. Which was pretty much what was happening, the older man's jagged teeth scraping over Key's nipples, down the bumps of his ribs to his hip bones before coming back up again, their mouths crashing together in a torrid kiss.
Just as impatient with the shirt Jonghyun couldn't save his sanity for Key's pants, the button of the fly clanging to the floor and rolling away as he pulled down the zipper. But to be fair Key was equally impatient, only doing Jonghyun the favor of unzipping his jeans and reaching inside to pull his cock through the hole, stroking the shaft and accidentally smearing some pre-cum onto the freshly-bought denim.
With his pants and underwear around the middle of his thighs Key was hoisted into Jonghyun's arms, the singer's biceps flexing under the strain as he threw the blond down onto the bed, the posts of the frame screeching on the floorboards with the violent movement. Key scooted back and kicked his clothing off and ripped his shirt off, Jonghyun climbing on top of him to claim his mouth in another kiss, the older man's brows drawn together, focused on drawing Key's legs around his slender waist. Key could feel the sharpness of Jonghyun's hip bones on the insides of his thighs, it was as real as the teeth catching his lower lip and pulling it down to stretch it out so far it chapped. Jonghyun's hands weren't huge but they felt big against his body as he gripped onto Key's knee, spreading the rapper's legs apart as he settled between them, looking down at where his cock repeatedly bumped into Key's asshole.
“Fuck,” Jonghyun breathed, his chest heaving, lines of his abdomen flexing and retracting. Key couldn't find one specific spot to focus on, all of Jonghyun looked so fucking good in that moment, as he looked down at his prize.
Lying back and reaching up to grab the bars of the headboard, Key smirked up at Jonghyun, sprawling his body out as best as he could. Jonghyun's sharp teeth caught his dry lower lip and broke the skin, some blood pooling and dripping down onto Key's pelvis, the older man spitting into his palm and stroking his cock. Key turned his head and closed his eyes, his mouth against the inside of his bicep as Jonghyun started to push his cock into his body, the burn intense and overwhelming him completely - but the bars of the headboard smacked against the wall the instant Jonghyun started thrusting and that coupled with the sounds of the older man's grunts were enough to make Key grit his teeth through the pain.
And then, Jonghyun gripped his hips and flipped him over, the ease and grace of it well-practice and something only executable by people who did this sort of act for years past. On his knees, Key kept one of his hands on the bars in front of him to keep himself upright and steady, white-hot pleasure bursting behind his closed eyes as he dropped his chin to his chest, his knees spreading so wide his dick started to grind into the covers of the bed with every thrust. His nipples hardened when they came into contact with the cool sheets, his mouth open and no noise coming out, sound stolen right from his voice box with every motion, Jonghyun's hands gripping onto his hips so hard Key knew that there were going to be marks on them, knew that once again it was going to be uncomfortable to wear a belt.
But that didn't stop either of them - Jonghyun didn't stop when Key reached his free arm behind him and grabbed onto the singer's wrist, clutching so tightly his nails left bloody crescents, Jonghyun didn't stop when he lifted Key up by the hair and railed upwards into his body, the blond letting out a choked cry and gasping for breath. Key didn't stop when Jonghyun tugged his dick so hard it almost hurt, Key didn't stop when Jonghyun's hips bruised his ass cheeks, and Key definitely didn't stop when Jonghyun pushed him back down onto the bed and lifted one of his legs up, spearing into him at a relentless pace.
Key came first, the abuse coupled with the sound of Jonghyun's grunts and picture frames falling off of the wall driving him over the edge. Jonghyun came shortly after, spilling half of his cum into Key's body before pulling out and jerking himself to spill the rest of it onto Key's softening cock, sitting back on his heels and catching his breath. They stayed like that for a few minutes, and as the sun moved in the window, the rays hitting Key on the cheek in an orangey-pink glow, Jonghyun smirked and pat Key's ankle gently.
“Dinner's ready.”
Key threw his pillow at Jonghyun, “I know, I cooked it.”
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