We should worship fancy tablecloths; oneshot
Title: We should worship fancy tablecloths
Genre: Smut.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: JongKey
Summary: A private room calls for sneaky under the table exchanges.
Kibum grumpily checked himself out in the restaurant mirror on the way to their private room. He glared at how small the table was; it was barely enough to fit the both of them. He sat down on the chair closest to the wall and whipped his hand over the pages of the menu,” Stupid, fattening, looks like shit, tastes like shit, too cheap, too expensive, and too Jonghyun,” he rolled his eyes as he lazily put the menu in the middle of the table,” I guess I’ll get the ‘too expensive’ clam chowder. What are you getting, ass wipe?”
Jonghyun shrugged, his evil scheme working wonderfully till this point. He scooted in his chair and wrapped his hands cockily around his jawline. Kibum scowled and started kicking the leg of the poor table,” I. Hate. Not. Getting. To. Come.” He ran a few fingers to the edge of his browned hair and sighed loudly,” It’s your entire fault, not letting me have the orgasm first; you’re a real bitch you know that? Pffbt, watch if I ever have backstage sex with you again.”
Jonghyun slipped his foot out of his sneaker and snaked it up Kibum’s long legs. He grinned when he saw the surprised expression. He enjoyed the little fit about making Kibum wear khaki shorts now that his clothes foot was sliding gracefully into it. Kibum blushed and moaned a little at the touch,” S-stop it! Don’t you know this is a restaurant?! Get your foot outta there, NOW!”
The elder laughed, sliding his hips down further to get to the sizzling crotch,” I don’t see you doing anything to stop me, so why should I?”
Kibum’s little torso shuddered wildly as his head buried into his hands, disguising his enjoyment as much as he could.
A tall waiter entered the room, his smile most dazzling,” Are you two ready to order your beverages?” Jonghyun nodded, his eyes scanning the menu for less than ten seconds before clapping his hands and pointing to a picture,” This looks good, I’ll have it with a squirt of lemon please, and… Kibum?” A Cheshire grin curled into Jonghyun’s lips as the younger struggled with his words.
“Cum chowder… ah, I mean Clam Chowder! U-uh, thank you…”
The perky teenager nodded as he scribbled down a few notes, he tapped his pen anxiously,” And for a drink?”
Jonghyun shrugged,” Kibum, what are you getting?” He pushed deeper, his clothed toe rubbing against the hardened erection. Kibum looked up, his face flushed as he scrambled up to compose himself in a professional manner. “ Water with a lot of, nngh, ice, lots of ice.” Jonghyun smiled at the waiter,” No rush, that’ll be all, thank you.” The shy one nodded and left promptly.
Kibum bit his lips and let out a slow growl,” I fucking hate you.” Jonghyun took his damp foot out and yawned,” Cool, my foot was getting tired anyways.”
Kibum whined in disagreement and gripped onto the edge of the table, pulling the end of the cloth over his growing erection and groaned. Jonghyun put his foot back into his sneaker and smirked evilly,” I guess… I won’t get any backstage sex, so why bother here?”
The shaved part was showing after it was being ripped and grabbed at by the poor boy. He palmed himself and watched Jonghyun with half lidded eyes,” Please, you’ll get as much as you w-want, just… oh god, hyung please!” Jonghyun crossed his arms; he was enjoying this way too much. He leaned closer and rested his head delicately over his linked fingers. “I can do anything I want, right? Just as long as I get you off?” Kibum nodded, gulping down the rest of his saliva as his mouth went dry.
“YES! Whatever you want…” With that Jonghyun slipped under the table, dragging along his small backpack with him. Kibum automatically unzipped his tight jeans and pulled them down to his knees, looking at the blurred windows along the walls for any figures. He closed his eyes and heard a distinct ‘zipp’. He pushed his head under the table. “What the hell are you doing?! He’s going to be back any minute now!” He hissed.
Jonghyun nudged the head out of his already small clubhouse and started spreading his legs. He ran his fingertips over the smooth skin, the tingling feeling of warmth filling his body. He wrapped his arms around the thin thighs and pulled his bloated member to his lips. It was still covered by the soft navy briefs, but it sure did a nice show for Jonghyun who smiled childishly.
Jonghyun’s lips were watered and he leaned in closer, purposely leaving hot puffs of air on the boy’s waistline. His hand splayed across the brunette’s stomach as he let his thumb tease along the puny navel. Kibum mewled, rolling his hips upwards to try and meet the boy’s calloused hands. Kibum opened his eyes as he heard one of his favorite lines from an American song being hummed under the table.
“Wanna dance with no pants on?”
Kibum straightened his posture, pulling back a few stray hairs to try and compose himself, he suddenly perked up and talked to the wall,” That’s from Kesha, baby, I didn’t know you listened to her!” A growl erupted and he was being pushed back into his chair, rashly. He saw a portion of the head come out of the tablecloth and he bucked up. Jonghyun nibbled at the milky flesh, running his tongue around the base of the long length.
The elder used his forefinger to draw lazy circles around the tip. His face devoured the side of his thigh and Kibum gave out a small moan, soon being suppressed by the opened door. He sat up, giving a weepy smile to the waiter. He lightly kicked the man underneath the cover and turned his gaze onto the all too perky teenager.
“Can I help you?”
The boy nodded, his fingers rapidly tapping against the clipboard. He strangled his words and smiled sheepishly once again,” I couldn’t help but notice… but uh, well I know you rented this room for privacy. But okay, I walked past another time and I saw, well no, I…”
Kibum knew they were screwed. There were probably going to be pictures on the internet on how the two ‘best friends’ were playing with each other under forest green tabletops. He clenched his teeth, preparing to drag Jonghyun out from under the table and smack him in the face for tempting him into this idea. “Go on.”
He pushed the clipboard onto the tabletop, his hands residing back to the sides of his legs,” Please sign this!” Kibum laughed, nodding happily,” Who do I make it out to?”
“Lee Seunghyun! Thank you so much for this!”
Kibum shook his head playfully,” No problem.”
He shook violently when he felt his throbbing member being pushed into a hot cave. The head was noticeable on his side, the royal green fabric swinging back and forth with the hard bobbing. He ran a few fingers through his rustled hair and gripped his chair, pulling in closer as his body slid down a little. His free hand pushed the head in a secure position, stopping the glorious blowjob. He felt the lips run to the tip and move elsewhere, he relaxed… for that second.
His eyes went back onto the patient worker and he smiled, eyes and all. “Here you go, babe, one Key autograph for yo-nggh…” his head whipped down into his lap. His eyes widened as he watched the mouth appearing above his wet cock. Jonghyun grinned through the withering of his boyfriend and extended his tongue. Kibum freaked out and shoved him back under, a few kicks happening to who knows what body parts.
The waiter was ready to jump under and strangle the wild animal, he started pointing,” A bug? I’ll get it for you!” he lifted the cloth up and Kibum yelled.
“NO! I, uh mean I can get it, and you know what? I’ll get Jonghyun’s autograph for you, okay? I hear that these cockaroach-ahhhhs… he he, sorry.” the teen nodded, his perfect smile reappearing, Kibum seemed to like that. “How old are you?” the lust is his voice made Jonghyun’s head pop out, glaring holes into his chest.
He’s getting it now.
The hormonal teenager sighed and leaned his back on the table,” I turned sixteen last month, I got a car and everything, the whole package.” He proudly stated it and to his surprise Kibum got excited. His voice was getting higher, much like a girl’s would,” A car..? Like, it’s new and shiny… with the new car smell?”
He nodded and that was when Kibum started fantasizing about some illegal sex in the boy’s car. He stared lovingly into the boy’s eyes, even if he was straight, he was falling. Kibum put his sexy meter onto eight and licked his lip, sucking quietly onto his bottom,” You should take me out sometime… you know, as your hyung and all-ngggh!”
A slicked finger entered and his hips bucked for the tenth time today. It was obviously coated with lube but maybe not even for what Jonghyun was attempting down there.
Jonghyun smirked and pressed his middle finger deep into the pouty hole, he pouted mockingly as if the ass could talk. You poor baby, getting all stretched by daddy, aww I’m so sorry…
He pressed another finger in, not being so generous with pace. He made sure to make him scream. He wanted the stupid waiter to leave, to know he wasn’t wanted here, to go in the kitchen and suck someone off. But he heard Kibum shoo him away with a crackly voice and he pumped faster. He saw how the hips slid down and he wriggled his fingers around, making sure there was pleasure and pain for trying to seduce the under aged kid.
After slipping in the third finger and listening to Kibum whine and moan to go deeper he pulled out, leaving a very unhappy boyfriend. He pushed the cloth away and rested his head on the rapper’s thighs, giving small licks to the shaft as he watched the vicious expression forming.
“You tried to have a threesome didn’t you? You are one mighty person if you think I would actually share you with anyone. Now… you’re going to pay.” The glint in his eyes made Kibum shudder, he had a feeling of what was coming, and he didn’t like it.
He heard the faint humming and pushed his chair back all the way to the wall,” You wouldn’t! Jonghyun, you said you would get rid of those a long time ago!”
Jonghyun rubbed the lube all over the metallic pink toy, shrugging carelessly,” You’ve been bad. One dildo won’t hurt, right, baby?” Jonghyun pulled him back into place and rolled the blunt tip over the entrance. Vibrators were something Kibum didn’t like, just because he envied what they could do.
It rolled against the hardened balls, barely touching the tip of his member, and down back to its original spot near his perky hole. “Six inchers aren’t that bad, hunny, you’ll get used to it,” he made sure to push it in just a smidge, making the petite body convulse. Kibum grabbed onto his red dick, squeezing it tightly for the ride,” W-why can’t you do i-it? I thought we a-agreed to do things naturally from now on…”
“And I thought you would stop whoring yourself around all the time. I guess we both lied.” Jonghyun pushed in deeper, his anger getting the better of him. Jonghyun left the vibrator in the entrance as he pulled the jeans off completely and threw it to the side of his bag. He made sure Kibum was curved in his seat as he pushed the tiny legs into hold. Kibum was gripping onto his legs for his dear life as his body arched and he let out a soft mewl.
One more deep thrust and Key moaned again, spreading his legs as far as they would go. He flinched and pulled the toy out, throwing it against the wall with a loud thud. Jonghyun crawled out from under the table to inspect the damage.
“You… do you know how much this costs?! Holy shit Kibum, if it hurt you should’ve told me, not freaking throw it to Iceland!” He chided.
Kibum rubbed the stretched hole, wincing even with closed eyes. He wriggled a few fingers in, feeling more comfortable with real flesh. Jonghyun reached for his backpack and wrapped the hard metal in a fancy cloth they called a napkin, and placed it nicely next to the bottle of lube.
Jonghyun didn’t remember how long it took Kibum to come, but, it’s never taken this long. Kibum whimpered, his own touch making him closer to completion. He sat up on his chair and pushed down harder, he could feel himself filling up, ready to burst. He jumped up and down, his pace changing every so often, he needed this, he really needed it.
“I’m going to… nggh, JONGHYUN! Oh fuck…” there it was, the hot and cloudy liquid splattering all over Jonghyun’s face when he came to close.
He was not satisfied with this… they were in a restaurant and he had Kibum’s semen all over his cheeks. Jonghyun closed his eyes as he tapped the table,” Get me the napkin before it drips into my nose…”
Kibum smirked, wiping himself off gingerly before giving it to his blinded boyfriend,” I’d like to see that.”
A rattling came to the door as Kibum pulled up his pants. “How are we doing? I’ve got a clam chowder here and a… is hyung still not here?” He almost tipped the steaming bowl onto the floor when he saw a short man running towards him. He shrieked,” Help mee!”
Jonghyun pushed him into the wall, grabbing hold onto the soup. “You think you can flirt with him when I’m gone?” the waiter shook his head and his hand gripped uncomfortably on the boy,” I was under the table sucking him off the whole time. Now get your pretty little illegal ass out of here before I ripped the head off your fucking dick.” Time seemed to stop as the thick chowder was being poured into the onyx slacks. The boy whimpered, tears rolling down his tanned cheeks, it was hot.
He soon ran out of there in a flash, leaving no trace to clean up.
Jonghyun snagged his backpack out from under the table and held out his hand,” Hold my hand, whore.” Kibum pouted, his dirty fingers intertwining around the elder’s.
“You didn’t need to do that… they probably won’t let us back in!” he cried.
Jonghyun shrugged and walked into their van. “At least we don’t have to deal with these crazy tablecloths. I like it better without them…”
“Want to buy one on the way home?”
“Hell yes.”
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Not as smutty as I thought it would be, but I accept my fail -_-