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Title: Incinerate
Author: a_life_defiant
Pairing: OnKey
Rating: NC-17
Genre: PWP
Summary: If lust is fire...then Key is a pyromaniac, and Onew is his target.
A/N: Birthday fic for creepyhole . I hope you like it bb!! L♥J FOREBAH!!!!
***
Onew closed the dressing room door behind him quietly; leaning his weight against it and trying to slow down his labored breathing. He knew all of this hiding was useless, but the attempt helped to soothe his mind anyway.
Key had been after him all day, his slender fingers taking liberties with Onew's body whenever their owner felt like it. Key would smirk and then trace his digits along the curve of Onew's lower back, cup the older boy's groin, or brush the pads of his fingertips teasingly over the leader's clothed nipples. And every time, Onew would let out an undignified squeak and be forced to waddle off; his dick practically thrashing in his skinnies.
Onew felt a presence on the other side of the door, followed closely by the thrumming tap of evil fingers on wood and a demonic giggle.
Key had found him.
Not that there had ever been any doubt, but Onew liked to play dumb sometimes.
"Hyung, let me in. I know you're in there." Key spoke in honeyed tones; casting an amber glow of sticky sweetness over Onew like a net.
Onew turned and opened the door, backing away from it swiftly. The fiery look in the younger boy's eyes conveyed all too well that Onew was about to get burnt down to the core. Key was going to set him on fire and watch him writhe; only to then inject liquid C-4 into his veins and wait for him to explode.
"You might want to watch where you're walking." Key giggled as he locked the door behind him.
Before Onew had the chance to ask why, he found himself tripping over a chair and becoming throughly acquainted with the floor. He didn't even have time to attempt to get up before Key was on top of him. The rapper was straddling Onew's hips; his hands pressing gently on top of the singer's chest. Key leaned forward to bite at the leader's earlobe.
"I told you so." Key's tone was husky and deep, causing Onew to shudder involuntarily.
The leader felt the flames incinerating his flesh as Key chose that moment to grind his perky ass against the straining bulge in Onew's pants. His mouth felt dry, and he licked his lips; a failed attempt at relief.
"Key....I..." He groaned out as the younger boy continued to rub against him.
Key bent forward again, his lips hovering over Onew's as he took in the leader's wrecked appearance. He teased the older boy, bringing his lips within reach and then pulling back whenever Onew would try to capture them.
"You want it. Don't you, hyung?" Key's breath was hot on Onew's lips. "Want to sink your dick inside this tight ass."
Onew could feel himself turning to ash, and he knew if he could just get a drink from Key's lips that he could put the fire out. But the younger boy always kept them just out of reach, like some sort of sick lust-pyromaniac; wanting to see how far the fire would go.
Key ground down on the leader's crotch, swiveling his hips at a new electrifying angle.
"Y-yes." One choked out hoarsely.
Key gave a lewd smirk in return and began to remove the singer's shirt; his fingers tracing aimlessly along Onew's abs. When the rapper got to the arms he fisted the shirt and pulled Onew up rather roughly; causing him to smack down on the floor again with a loud thud. The leader hissed at the contact of his bare skin on the cold floor, but it was quickly forgotten as Key began to work on Onew's pants. The smaller boy slid down on the singer's legs and unbuttoned the jeans; taking the zipper in his teeth and pulling it down. A flood of relief hit Onew as the intense pressure on his dick was lessened.
"Take them off." Key commanded as he began to disrobe.
By the time Onew had won the struggle of getting his tighter-than-hell jeans off, Key was already butt naked and tapping his foot impatiently. He'd barely gotten his left sock off when The rapper pounced on him once again. Key sucked along the column of Onew's neck as he grasped both of their shafts in his hand. His grip was slack, offering just enough friction to turn the older boy into a weeping mess; not nearly enough to do anything useful. Key grabbed Onew's face and licked his left cheek; moving his mouth over to abuse the leader's ear.
"Tell me how bad you want it. I want to hear you say it." Key murmured as he nipped at Onew's earlobe.
The leader could barely make out the command from the sound of his brain sizzling in his skull and turning to mush. Key pulled back to stare at Onew with his burning gaze once more. The older boy was gasping for air like he was dying from smoke inhalation. It took all his strength to think clearly enough to respond.
"Key. I...ahh!" He screamed as the younger boy tightened his grip.
"Yes?" There was a teasing lilt to Key's voice; he knew exactly what he was doing, and he was more than enjoying it - he was getting off on it.
In a moment of desperation, Onew lunged at Key's mouth; prying his lips apart and shoving his tongue into the wet heat. If Key was startled, he didn't show it. He merely returned the kiss with equal fervor. Onew felt the rapper move and shift upward, only to slam back down; taking the leader's cock fully inside. The singer's screams mingled with Key's grunts inside their mouths. Key clawed at the older boy's shoulders as he began to ride his cock. Onew felt like he couldn't breathe; the air around him too thick to inhale properly. It also didn't help that he and Key were breathing the same air from each other's mouths; the carbon dioxide ratio making them both dizzy. Onew thrust upward as Key came down, hitting his prostate with such force that it caused Key to fling his head back; his guttural scream echoing off the walls of the dressing room. Onew grabbed at Key's hips, helping to set a steady, but brutal, pace. The leader's mouth was biting at every bit of flesh he could reach, marking Key's milky skin.
Onew wasn't sure how much longer he could last with the intense heat of Key's ass gripping him like a molten vice. He moved his right hand to stroke the rapper's cock as they continued to move together. On an upstroke, Onew flicked his thumb over the head of Key's cock; earning himself a shower of the rapper's hot cum. It spattered along his torso as the younger boy's ass clenched around him. A few thrusts later Onew's orgasm tore through him like an explosion of unparalleled proportions. He felt his cum leaking back down over his dick as it coated the inside of the younger boy's ass. Key slumped down over top of the leader, his forehead resting against Onew's shoulder.
The singer panted hard, trying to get some much needed oxygen back into his lungs. His entire body felt shaky and entirely too warm, and his heart was still beating so fast he wasn't sure if it was still beating at all.
"Did I die?" He questioned in wonderment as Key rolled off him and laid at his side.
"No, but you did you to heaven for a little bit." Key chuckled as he bit at Onew's nipple.
"And next time, don't bother hiding. It cuts down on the time I have to give you a proper fucking."
Onew huffed out a small non-committal breath, wondering exactly what Key's idea of a 'proper fucking' was.
End.
♥
Author: a_life_defiant
Pairing: OnKey
Rating: NC-17
Genre: PWP
Summary: If lust is fire...then Key is a pyromaniac, and Onew is his target.
A/N: Birthday fic for creepyhole . I hope you like it bb!! L♥J FOREBAH!!!!
***
Onew closed the dressing room door behind him quietly; leaning his weight against it and trying to slow down his labored breathing. He knew all of this hiding was useless, but the attempt helped to soothe his mind anyway.
Key had been after him all day, his slender fingers taking liberties with Onew's body whenever their owner felt like it. Key would smirk and then trace his digits along the curve of Onew's lower back, cup the older boy's groin, or brush the pads of his fingertips teasingly over the leader's clothed nipples. And every time, Onew would let out an undignified squeak and be forced to waddle off; his dick practically thrashing in his skinnies.
Onew felt a presence on the other side of the door, followed closely by the thrumming tap of evil fingers on wood and a demonic giggle.
Key had found him.
Not that there had ever been any doubt, but Onew liked to play dumb sometimes.
"Hyung, let me in. I know you're in there." Key spoke in honeyed tones; casting an amber glow of sticky sweetness over Onew like a net.
Onew turned and opened the door, backing away from it swiftly. The fiery look in the younger boy's eyes conveyed all too well that Onew was about to get burnt down to the core. Key was going to set him on fire and watch him writhe; only to then inject liquid C-4 into his veins and wait for him to explode.
"You might want to watch where you're walking." Key giggled as he locked the door behind him.
Before Onew had the chance to ask why, he found himself tripping over a chair and becoming throughly acquainted with the floor. He didn't even have time to attempt to get up before Key was on top of him. The rapper was straddling Onew's hips; his hands pressing gently on top of the singer's chest. Key leaned forward to bite at the leader's earlobe.
"I told you so." Key's tone was husky and deep, causing Onew to shudder involuntarily.
The leader felt the flames incinerating his flesh as Key chose that moment to grind his perky ass against the straining bulge in Onew's pants. His mouth felt dry, and he licked his lips; a failed attempt at relief.
"Key....I..." He groaned out as the younger boy continued to rub against him.
Key bent forward again, his lips hovering over Onew's as he took in the leader's wrecked appearance. He teased the older boy, bringing his lips within reach and then pulling back whenever Onew would try to capture them.
"You want it. Don't you, hyung?" Key's breath was hot on Onew's lips. "Want to sink your dick inside this tight ass."
Onew could feel himself turning to ash, and he knew if he could just get a drink from Key's lips that he could put the fire out. But the younger boy always kept them just out of reach, like some sort of sick lust-pyromaniac; wanting to see how far the fire would go.
Key ground down on the leader's crotch, swiveling his hips at a new electrifying angle.
"Y-yes." One choked out hoarsely.
Key gave a lewd smirk in return and began to remove the singer's shirt; his fingers tracing aimlessly along Onew's abs. When the rapper got to the arms he fisted the shirt and pulled Onew up rather roughly; causing him to smack down on the floor again with a loud thud. The leader hissed at the contact of his bare skin on the cold floor, but it was quickly forgotten as Key began to work on Onew's pants. The smaller boy slid down on the singer's legs and unbuttoned the jeans; taking the zipper in his teeth and pulling it down. A flood of relief hit Onew as the intense pressure on his dick was lessened.
"Take them off." Key commanded as he began to disrobe.
By the time Onew had won the struggle of getting his tighter-than-hell jeans off, Key was already butt naked and tapping his foot impatiently. He'd barely gotten his left sock off when The rapper pounced on him once again. Key sucked along the column of Onew's neck as he grasped both of their shafts in his hand. His grip was slack, offering just enough friction to turn the older boy into a weeping mess; not nearly enough to do anything useful. Key grabbed Onew's face and licked his left cheek; moving his mouth over to abuse the leader's ear.
"Tell me how bad you want it. I want to hear you say it." Key murmured as he nipped at Onew's earlobe.
The leader could barely make out the command from the sound of his brain sizzling in his skull and turning to mush. Key pulled back to stare at Onew with his burning gaze once more. The older boy was gasping for air like he was dying from smoke inhalation. It took all his strength to think clearly enough to respond.
"Key. I...ahh!" He screamed as the younger boy tightened his grip.
"Yes?" There was a teasing lilt to Key's voice; he knew exactly what he was doing, and he was more than enjoying it - he was getting off on it.
In a moment of desperation, Onew lunged at Key's mouth; prying his lips apart and shoving his tongue into the wet heat. If Key was startled, he didn't show it. He merely returned the kiss with equal fervor. Onew felt the rapper move and shift upward, only to slam back down; taking the leader's cock fully inside. The singer's screams mingled with Key's grunts inside their mouths. Key clawed at the older boy's shoulders as he began to ride his cock. Onew felt like he couldn't breathe; the air around him too thick to inhale properly. It also didn't help that he and Key were breathing the same air from each other's mouths; the carbon dioxide ratio making them both dizzy. Onew thrust upward as Key came down, hitting his prostate with such force that it caused Key to fling his head back; his guttural scream echoing off the walls of the dressing room. Onew grabbed at Key's hips, helping to set a steady, but brutal, pace. The leader's mouth was biting at every bit of flesh he could reach, marking Key's milky skin.
Onew wasn't sure how much longer he could last with the intense heat of Key's ass gripping him like a molten vice. He moved his right hand to stroke the rapper's cock as they continued to move together. On an upstroke, Onew flicked his thumb over the head of Key's cock; earning himself a shower of the rapper's hot cum. It spattered along his torso as the younger boy's ass clenched around him. A few thrusts later Onew's orgasm tore through him like an explosion of unparalleled proportions. He felt his cum leaking back down over his dick as it coated the inside of the younger boy's ass. Key slumped down over top of the leader, his forehead resting against Onew's shoulder.
The singer panted hard, trying to get some much needed oxygen back into his lungs. His entire body felt shaky and entirely too warm, and his heart was still beating so fast he wasn't sure if it was still beating at all.
"Did I die?" He questioned in wonderment as Key rolled off him and laid at his side.
"No, but you did you to heaven for a little bit." Key chuckled as he bit at Onew's nipple.
"And next time, don't bother hiding. It cuts down on the time I have to give you a proper fucking."
Onew huffed out a small non-committal breath, wondering exactly what Key's idea of a 'proper fucking' was.
End.
♥