More than Words
Pairing: JongHo, side OnKey
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fiction, science fiction
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story.
←Previous First
Sleep was taking over Minho's body. As uncomfortable as he was, he felt physically and mentally tired, and sleep sure offered a nice, short scape from reality. He was more or less sure finding a way out of that situation would be pretty much impossible. They had thought about what would happen if they were caught, but Minho never really thought that would be the case, as they were planning to reach the spaceship to report and come back right away, letting things get solved all in due time.
Right now, the three of them were awaiting to see what would be their fate, one that wasn't currently on their hands. And that made Minho desperate. He had spent the past hours thinking and thinking, but right now, when he was about to give up, he let himself drift off to sleep.
The sound of his name being called didn't seem to be enough to wake him up, so probably some pinches and slaps would do.
Minho grunted a bit. Something was making his conscious come back to take control, and he sure felt the pain on his cheeks. He opened his eyes a bit just to be startled by a too close Jonghyun. He closed his eyes again and took a deep breath, still being half asleep.
"Minho" he could hear the other whisper, followed by a trail of words but he couldn't have a clue. He opened his eyes slowly again, to see the other's face still close to his (no paint on it this time), those curious eyes searching his expression. Minho called him, and the other called him back. There were so many things Minho would have liked to ask Jonghyun and it was frustrating how those were the only words they could exchange.
Minho wanted to know what was going on, what was going to be of them, why hadn't they been killed yet. He had wanted to know a lot, about their 'hosts' story, customs, about the animals and plants, he wanted to know so many things... And right then speech might have been the difference between life and death.
So he felt frustrated, and he might have hit something if it wasn't for the fact that he was tied up. Jonghyun looked at him a bit concerned, and again directed at him words that Minho couldn't understand.
Jonghyun reached at Minho's backside, rounding him to fight with the tight ropes that held him in place. Minho wanted to say something, but before he finished deliberating if he should, the hold on his arms and wrists loosened, rope falling heavy to the floor. He hesitated to move, but then he felt Jonghyun tugging on his arm.
"Jonghyun, what-" he was cut off short as the other placed his hand on his mouth, and Minho got the hint all right. After a few seconds of looking at Minho with a warning in his gaze, Jonghyun let go and started walking, indicating Minho to follow him. And so, letting all his worries escape his mind, he followed.
The sight that the jungle offered during the night was so different to the one Minho had seen: it was mysterious, like it tried to keep it's secrets zealously. Jonghyun smiled a bit at Minho's curiosity and reached back to grab at Minho's arm and drag him further inside the jungle.
Of course Minho wondered where were they going and what was Jonghyun thinking, making him forget about the things that were previously bothering him, his mind too busy registering the details on the jungle, as well as the occasional flex of muscles in the other man's neck, shoulders and back each time he turned to look at Minho.
After a while Minho could register the faint sound of water running in the distance, as Jonghyun smiled at him again, smugly. It wasn't long until they reached a river, running alongside some huge rocks, and the river looked to Minho more like a set of pools of different sizes, but water still running, connecting them. He could hear the sound of a small waterfall further down.
The place was beautiful.
He was so distracted he didn't notice when Jonghyun had started taking off the small amount of clothes he had on, and was a bit surprised when he turned to see the naked man encouraging him to do the same. Minho's brain stopped functioning a bit as he saw Jonghyun getting into one of the river's pools, confused, but he snapped out of it soon. He thought it was just logical to get undressed in order to get into the water so he told his racing heart to keep it down as he followed the other's lead.
He neared the border, stepping over the slimy rocks, soon stepping into the water. It was cool and the flow felt really nice against his skin, he sighed as he relaxed his body to the gurgling sound of the river.
Until he noticed Jonghyun's gaze from the other side of the pool. He was looking at Minho sharply, almost predatory.
Jonghyun dived, Minho watched the blur underwater move towards him as Jonghyun later emerged close to him, way too close for comfort, some of the water of his hair getting on Minho's face.
They looked at each other, more like stared in a daring sort of way, until Jonghyun broke their gaze so he could get closer to Minho. Hands rested in the bigger man's shoulders as he leaned to smell Minho's hair, but the other didn't do anything to stop it, since he had experienced before Jonghyun's lack of tact when it came down to personal relations and space.
Jonghyun moved further down (Minho squirmed a bit), smelling Minho's neck and shoulders and pressing his face to Minho's skin, letting out a low guttural sound against it, making Minho blink a bit surprised.
In spite of everything, he was curious and Jonghyun's behavior kind of amused him, surprising himself by how easy he was taking it considering where it all could lead.
To his surprise, soon Minho had rough teeth on the side of his neck and he squeezed his eyes shut at the pain, gasping a bit, the feeling followed by a blunt, moist tongue and groan over the bruised patch of skin and he was sure Jonghyun had drawn out blood when he bit.
Minho's hands had found his way to Jonghyun's forearms without him noticing, squeezing them as Jonghyun got to bite on his shoulder this time, and Minho didn't know what kind of animalistic streak was possessing the other, so he instinctively pushed him away.
Jonghyun looked at Minho as if he would have took suddenly a lollipop right out of his mouth and Minho looked at him confused as well. Jonghyun tried to get close again but Minho stopped him, the smaller let out what was probably a complaint and furrowed his brows, pouting a bit.
By then Minho was sure he knew what the other was intending but he was not going to have it. At least not like that, anyway.
Lifting his hands to run his fingers trough Jonghyun's wet hair, he looked at the man let himself be caressed, enjoying the touch. He then moved his hands lower, and having Jonghyun distracted, he pinned his arms to his back. This of course wasn't of Jonghyun's liking, and Minho smirked as he saw him struggle against his grip and send him a death glare, still, their chests touching now inevitably by the movement and their position.
"Minhoo" Jonghyun growled, and he couldn't help but let out an amused chuckle as he leaned forward, but instead of what he was planning, he had Jonghyun biting on his cheek like he wanted to rip away the piece of flesh. Minho hissed and loosened his grip a bit, distracted by the pain and giving Jonghyun the chance to escape, but reached forward as he felt the other slipping away.
The quiet jungle was soon filled with the sounds of furious splashing.
After some struggling Minho managed to get a hold of Jonghyun's waist with his arms again, laughing as the other still refused to let him win, thrashing around a bit.
But Jonghyun gave up later when he saw Minho wasn't backing down. He managed the task of crossing his arms over his chest, between their bodies and refused to look at Minho with what was probably a pout on his face.
Minho chuckled a bit, smirking at Jonghyun's childish behavior and unwrapped one of his arms to place his hand in Jonghyun's chin, but this one averted it by moving his head away. So Minho went back to hugging him, grin still partly on his face, bringing Jonghyun even closer and giving a deep sigh.
The shorter boy looked up a bit at this, and Minho looked down at him when he noticed. The feeling he had was somehow like how it was the first time he had encountered Jonghyun, but now, as everything felt calmer, his feelings and thoughts were even more complex.
No, this time he refused to think. He refused to think because he knew too much pointless thinking would ruin everything. He instead let the other's carefree attitude take control of the situation, and Minho liked that. He liked how Jonghyun had approached him curiously even though he should have been scared because Minho was a foreigner, a strange creature.
Maybe it was that simple way of thinking what let Jonghyun see things clearer, to see things simply as they were without complicating everything for himself. It was so that he let himself be blunt and straightforward, his cleverness in addition making him very spontaneous and unpredictable. But it was even more awesome how Minho understood all this without having even exchanged a word with the man.
And he simply loved it.
Jonghyun titled his head to the side, probably wondering what was Minho thinking. And Minho wondered too, what would Jonghyun think of him, why would he come back to look for him, as if Minho was in his head as much as Jonghyun was on Minho's own- Minho stopped wondering and started wishing.
His thoughts were kind of interrupted by a (yet again) daring Jonghyun. He moved around in Minho's embrace to get his hands on his chest, and he looked again very allured by the taller's smell; seemingly not being able to help it when he was so close, mouth pressed to skin again but this time he nipped softer along Minho's collarbone.
Minho held his breath and then laughed a little as Jonghyun licked him like many other creatures do- pretty much looking like an excited pup when he got closer to Minho's face. Minho laughed again and stopped him, cupping Jonghyun's face with his hands (Jonghyun's tongue still poking out of his lips a bit), as he motioned negatively with his head.
They looked at each other in the eyes and Minho leaned forward slowly, giving a soft peck on Jonghyun's lips, who looked at him a bit surprised after, lifting his fingers to touch his lips with them and then touching Minho's.
"Kiss" Minho said at a still confused Jonghyun, and leaned to kiss him again with more confidence. "Kiss" he repeated.
Jonghyun looked at him for a few more moments and got closer, this time he placed his lips over Minho's, earning a smirk from the other, who reciprocated the kiss later.
Fingers tangled into hair, hands traveled to sharp hips and back curves, slowly tracing bones through skin and muscle. Their bodies so close their skin sticked together to a point you couldn't make where one ended and started the other. Minho just let himself drown in the smaller (into the kiss), into that body heat so close to his, into that intensity that tried to overpower him.
He was so lost indeed, high, he didn't notice the burning drops running down his cheeks.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fiction, science fiction
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story.
←Previous First
Sleep was taking over Minho's body. As uncomfortable as he was, he felt physically and mentally tired, and sleep sure offered a nice, short scape from reality. He was more or less sure finding a way out of that situation would be pretty much impossible. They had thought about what would happen if they were caught, but Minho never really thought that would be the case, as they were planning to reach the spaceship to report and come back right away, letting things get solved all in due time.
Right now, the three of them were awaiting to see what would be their fate, one that wasn't currently on their hands. And that made Minho desperate. He had spent the past hours thinking and thinking, but right now, when he was about to give up, he let himself drift off to sleep.
The sound of his name being called didn't seem to be enough to wake him up, so probably some pinches and slaps would do.
Minho grunted a bit. Something was making his conscious come back to take control, and he sure felt the pain on his cheeks. He opened his eyes a bit just to be startled by a too close Jonghyun. He closed his eyes again and took a deep breath, still being half asleep.
"Minho" he could hear the other whisper, followed by a trail of words but he couldn't have a clue. He opened his eyes slowly again, to see the other's face still close to his (no paint on it this time), those curious eyes searching his expression. Minho called him, and the other called him back. There were so many things Minho would have liked to ask Jonghyun and it was frustrating how those were the only words they could exchange.
Minho wanted to know what was going on, what was going to be of them, why hadn't they been killed yet. He had wanted to know a lot, about their 'hosts' story, customs, about the animals and plants, he wanted to know so many things... And right then speech might have been the difference between life and death.
So he felt frustrated, and he might have hit something if it wasn't for the fact that he was tied up. Jonghyun looked at him a bit concerned, and again directed at him words that Minho couldn't understand.
Jonghyun reached at Minho's backside, rounding him to fight with the tight ropes that held him in place. Minho wanted to say something, but before he finished deliberating if he should, the hold on his arms and wrists loosened, rope falling heavy to the floor. He hesitated to move, but then he felt Jonghyun tugging on his arm.
"Jonghyun, what-" he was cut off short as the other placed his hand on his mouth, and Minho got the hint all right. After a few seconds of looking at Minho with a warning in his gaze, Jonghyun let go and started walking, indicating Minho to follow him. And so, letting all his worries escape his mind, he followed.
The sight that the jungle offered during the night was so different to the one Minho had seen: it was mysterious, like it tried to keep it's secrets zealously. Jonghyun smiled a bit at Minho's curiosity and reached back to grab at Minho's arm and drag him further inside the jungle.
Of course Minho wondered where were they going and what was Jonghyun thinking, making him forget about the things that were previously bothering him, his mind too busy registering the details on the jungle, as well as the occasional flex of muscles in the other man's neck, shoulders and back each time he turned to look at Minho.
After a while Minho could register the faint sound of water running in the distance, as Jonghyun smiled at him again, smugly. It wasn't long until they reached a river, running alongside some huge rocks, and the river looked to Minho more like a set of pools of different sizes, but water still running, connecting them. He could hear the sound of a small waterfall further down.
The place was beautiful.
He was so distracted he didn't notice when Jonghyun had started taking off the small amount of clothes he had on, and was a bit surprised when he turned to see the naked man encouraging him to do the same. Minho's brain stopped functioning a bit as he saw Jonghyun getting into one of the river's pools, confused, but he snapped out of it soon. He thought it was just logical to get undressed in order to get into the water so he told his racing heart to keep it down as he followed the other's lead.
He neared the border, stepping over the slimy rocks, soon stepping into the water. It was cool and the flow felt really nice against his skin, he sighed as he relaxed his body to the gurgling sound of the river.
Until he noticed Jonghyun's gaze from the other side of the pool. He was looking at Minho sharply, almost predatory.
Jonghyun dived, Minho watched the blur underwater move towards him as Jonghyun later emerged close to him, way too close for comfort, some of the water of his hair getting on Minho's face.
They looked at each other, more like stared in a daring sort of way, until Jonghyun broke their gaze so he could get closer to Minho. Hands rested in the bigger man's shoulders as he leaned to smell Minho's hair, but the other didn't do anything to stop it, since he had experienced before Jonghyun's lack of tact when it came down to personal relations and space.
Jonghyun moved further down (Minho squirmed a bit), smelling Minho's neck and shoulders and pressing his face to Minho's skin, letting out a low guttural sound against it, making Minho blink a bit surprised.
In spite of everything, he was curious and Jonghyun's behavior kind of amused him, surprising himself by how easy he was taking it considering where it all could lead.
To his surprise, soon Minho had rough teeth on the side of his neck and he squeezed his eyes shut at the pain, gasping a bit, the feeling followed by a blunt, moist tongue and groan over the bruised patch of skin and he was sure Jonghyun had drawn out blood when he bit.
Minho's hands had found his way to Jonghyun's forearms without him noticing, squeezing them as Jonghyun got to bite on his shoulder this time, and Minho didn't know what kind of animalistic streak was possessing the other, so he instinctively pushed him away.
Jonghyun looked at Minho as if he would have took suddenly a lollipop right out of his mouth and Minho looked at him confused as well. Jonghyun tried to get close again but Minho stopped him, the smaller let out what was probably a complaint and furrowed his brows, pouting a bit.
By then Minho was sure he knew what the other was intending but he was not going to have it. At least not like that, anyway.
Lifting his hands to run his fingers trough Jonghyun's wet hair, he looked at the man let himself be caressed, enjoying the touch. He then moved his hands lower, and having Jonghyun distracted, he pinned his arms to his back. This of course wasn't of Jonghyun's liking, and Minho smirked as he saw him struggle against his grip and send him a death glare, still, their chests touching now inevitably by the movement and their position.
"Minhoo" Jonghyun growled, and he couldn't help but let out an amused chuckle as he leaned forward, but instead of what he was planning, he had Jonghyun biting on his cheek like he wanted to rip away the piece of flesh. Minho hissed and loosened his grip a bit, distracted by the pain and giving Jonghyun the chance to escape, but reached forward as he felt the other slipping away.
The quiet jungle was soon filled with the sounds of furious splashing.
After some struggling Minho managed to get a hold of Jonghyun's waist with his arms again, laughing as the other still refused to let him win, thrashing around a bit.
But Jonghyun gave up later when he saw Minho wasn't backing down. He managed the task of crossing his arms over his chest, between their bodies and refused to look at Minho with what was probably a pout on his face.
Minho chuckled a bit, smirking at Jonghyun's childish behavior and unwrapped one of his arms to place his hand in Jonghyun's chin, but this one averted it by moving his head away. So Minho went back to hugging him, grin still partly on his face, bringing Jonghyun even closer and giving a deep sigh.
The shorter boy looked up a bit at this, and Minho looked down at him when he noticed. The feeling he had was somehow like how it was the first time he had encountered Jonghyun, but now, as everything felt calmer, his feelings and thoughts were even more complex.
No, this time he refused to think. He refused to think because he knew too much pointless thinking would ruin everything. He instead let the other's carefree attitude take control of the situation, and Minho liked that. He liked how Jonghyun had approached him curiously even though he should have been scared because Minho was a foreigner, a strange creature.
Maybe it was that simple way of thinking what let Jonghyun see things clearer, to see things simply as they were without complicating everything for himself. It was so that he let himself be blunt and straightforward, his cleverness in addition making him very spontaneous and unpredictable. But it was even more awesome how Minho understood all this without having even exchanged a word with the man.
And he simply loved it.
Jonghyun titled his head to the side, probably wondering what was Minho thinking. And Minho wondered too, what would Jonghyun think of him, why would he come back to look for him, as if Minho was in his head as much as Jonghyun was on Minho's own- Minho stopped wondering and started wishing.
His thoughts were kind of interrupted by a (yet again) daring Jonghyun. He moved around in Minho's embrace to get his hands on his chest, and he looked again very allured by the taller's smell; seemingly not being able to help it when he was so close, mouth pressed to skin again but this time he nipped softer along Minho's collarbone.
Minho held his breath and then laughed a little as Jonghyun licked him like many other creatures do- pretty much looking like an excited pup when he got closer to Minho's face. Minho laughed again and stopped him, cupping Jonghyun's face with his hands (Jonghyun's tongue still poking out of his lips a bit), as he motioned negatively with his head.
They looked at each other in the eyes and Minho leaned forward slowly, giving a soft peck on Jonghyun's lips, who looked at him a bit surprised after, lifting his fingers to touch his lips with them and then touching Minho's.
"Kiss" Minho said at a still confused Jonghyun, and leaned to kiss him again with more confidence. "Kiss" he repeated.
Jonghyun looked at him for a few more moments and got closer, this time he placed his lips over Minho's, earning a smirk from the other, who reciprocated the kiss later.
Fingers tangled into hair, hands traveled to sharp hips and back curves, slowly tracing bones through skin and muscle. Their bodies so close their skin sticked together to a point you couldn't make where one ended and started the other. Minho just let himself drown in the smaller (into the kiss), into that body heat so close to his, into that intensity that tried to overpower him.
He was so lost indeed, high, he didn't notice the burning drops running down his cheeks.