Finger Prints
title: finger prints
pairing: key/taemin
rating: nc-17
drabble
huffs and pants filled the air of the bedroom, the two occupants moving together at a grueling, slow, excruciating pace, one pair of hands gripping a slender pair of thighs, their counterparts tangled in chocolate tresses. a head dropped back against the duvet and teeth scraped over the exposed adam's apple, tongue swirling in their wake as the headboard of the bed smacked against the wall in intervals.
taemin's fingers tugged on key's hair, trying to get him to come closer, trying to get more of his cock inside of his tight little body, sweat dripping down his brow and neck as his back arched and his ankles hooked behind key's back, forcing the older boy into him deeper. key grunted, his hands moving from taemin's thighs to grip at the maknae's hips, leaving thumb prints, feeling every ridge of taemin's ass squeezing his cock intermittently. his toes were planted, the balls of his feet pushing into the mattress to give him leverage as he repeatedly slammed into taemin's body.
the blond licked his lips, the action just as slow as the movements of his hands as they slid down key's neck to his chest, his nails scraping over the rapper's nipples, hardening them and earning a soft grunt. key pushed all the way in, filled taemin to the brim with his dick, pausing for a moment and taking the time to feel taemin's heart beat deep inside his body. key smirked, and taemin's eyes glazed over before they rolled in the back of his head; the rapper popped his body, his chest jutting out as the body roll started at the top and worked its way down his spine, ending in his hips, which swiveled his cock around inside taemin's ass.
the maknae's fingers moved to key's biceps, leaving angry crescent shapes in his war path as his tiny body trembled beneath the older boy, the tops of key's thighs sliding against taemin's ass cheeks with help of the accumulating sweat between them. key gave another body roll, before he laid out atop taemin, trapping the blond's arousal between their stomachs, as he licked a stripe up taemin's neck and nibbled on his ear, breathing out softly.
"we can continue like this," key said lowly, rolling his body once more, "or you can get on top of me and ride me like the slut you are."
the challenge in taemin's eyes was palpable as he raked his nails down key's back with a smirk, "you couldn't handle it."
key chuckled, tightening his grip on taemin's hips as he accepted the challenge. taemin would be eating his words in a few moments, anyway.
pairing: key/taemin
rating: nc-17
drabble
huffs and pants filled the air of the bedroom, the two occupants moving together at a grueling, slow, excruciating pace, one pair of hands gripping a slender pair of thighs, their counterparts tangled in chocolate tresses. a head dropped back against the duvet and teeth scraped over the exposed adam's apple, tongue swirling in their wake as the headboard of the bed smacked against the wall in intervals.
taemin's fingers tugged on key's hair, trying to get him to come closer, trying to get more of his cock inside of his tight little body, sweat dripping down his brow and neck as his back arched and his ankles hooked behind key's back, forcing the older boy into him deeper. key grunted, his hands moving from taemin's thighs to grip at the maknae's hips, leaving thumb prints, feeling every ridge of taemin's ass squeezing his cock intermittently. his toes were planted, the balls of his feet pushing into the mattress to give him leverage as he repeatedly slammed into taemin's body.
the blond licked his lips, the action just as slow as the movements of his hands as they slid down key's neck to his chest, his nails scraping over the rapper's nipples, hardening them and earning a soft grunt. key pushed all the way in, filled taemin to the brim with his dick, pausing for a moment and taking the time to feel taemin's heart beat deep inside his body. key smirked, and taemin's eyes glazed over before they rolled in the back of his head; the rapper popped his body, his chest jutting out as the body roll started at the top and worked its way down his spine, ending in his hips, which swiveled his cock around inside taemin's ass.
the maknae's fingers moved to key's biceps, leaving angry crescent shapes in his war path as his tiny body trembled beneath the older boy, the tops of key's thighs sliding against taemin's ass cheeks with help of the accumulating sweat between them. key gave another body roll, before he laid out atop taemin, trapping the blond's arousal between their stomachs, as he licked a stripe up taemin's neck and nibbled on his ear, breathing out softly.
"we can continue like this," key said lowly, rolling his body once more, "or you can get on top of me and ride me like the slut you are."
the challenge in taemin's eyes was palpable as he raked his nails down key's back with a smirk, "you couldn't handle it."
key chuckled, tightening his grip on taemin's hips as he accepted the challenge. taemin would be eating his words in a few moments, anyway.