Keep it coming 2014 :D PRISON (part 1)
Title: Prison PART 1
Genre: PG-13 eventually NC17, Romance, AU
Pairing: JongKey
Summary: Jonghyun’s been in prison minding his business and then finally gets a cellmate, Kibum.
Disclaimer: Not my original idea, but I wrote this all my own :)
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A brown eyed young man stared at the ceiling and sighed. What else was there to do in such a dingy place. He rolled onto his side inspecting the wall, where an empty bed still hung. He hadn’t got a letter from his family since he'd been here. That was over a year ago. At first, he hated them and couldn't help wondering why they wouldn't want to be in touch with him. Then he realized what he'd done. He'd brought shame to his family name and would more than likely be disowned whenever he was released. He would be lucky if he could ever get a job...
Then again, there was always the fish market.
Suddenly he heard the sound of shuffling feet and that loud familiar buzz when the main cell doors opened. His eyes settled on the outside of his cell expecting someone to walk by or for some whistles and hoots to begin. Which they quickly did. The other men in their cells seemed a little more rowdy than usual. He decided to sit up for a second then his cell door opened.
"Enjoy the new meat Jonghyun," The prison guard sniggered as he shoved the young man into his cell and then yelling for the door to be shut. Jonghyun wasn't able to get a clear look at the other since his blonde hair covered some of his face. He was a bit surprised they didn't shave it off for the kids' safety. "C'mere pretty boy," the guard growled, pulling the others cuffs towards him so that he would be unshackled.
Jonghyun couldn't see the other’s face, but he could only imagine the disgusted look as the guard continued to make snarky passes at the man. Then he spoke. "Well why don't you come give me a little touch then?"
The guard smirked and came a bit closer putting his fingers through the bars to touch him. Then the next second, he spat in his face and there was a loud crunch of fingers. The sound rang through the cell as they were smashed into the cell bars. The man writhed in pain cursing the prisoner as other guards rushed to his side. They yelled for the door to be opened and the new guy was taken away as quickly as he'd been brought in.
The prisoner glanced at Jonghyun and gave him a slight smirk as if showing how much he'd enjoyed "playing". His own mouth turned into a slight smile. It seemed it was quite infectious, but most of all Jonghyun was impressed. This guy didn't care much for authority.
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Two weeks went by and Jonghyun had forgotten about the new kid, but he had definitely become the buzz around the prison. There was nowhere to turn without Jonghyun being bombarded with questions about the new guy. He'd even been asked by several people if he'd staked claims on him and of course he knew exactly what that meant. He'd been lucky enough to have a cell by himself for a while since any sort of moan or grunt could be heard from either end of the cell block and it would get loud sometimes. So he'd usually just change the subject and try to talk about something else.
This time when he came back to his cell there was the guy. He was sitting on his bed, staring down at his hands before looking up at Jonghyun. "Hey." A slight smile crossing his slightly pursed lips. There was a moment of silence. Jonghyun just standing. "Soooooo..." The other guy leaned back giving Jonghyun a good look over.
He still stood quiet. "I guess you're not much of a talker huh?" His almond eyes wandering the expanse of the shorter man's body. He wondered for a second if he was muscular under that horrid orange jumpsuit and then Jonghyun finally spoke. "You like guys or something?"
The blonde chuckled. "You could say that...and you dont...?"
Jonghyun gave a half smirk and sighed. "I do..." He leaned against the bare wall and stared at the much younger looking man. "So why are you here? You look a little too sweet to do anything bad."
"Haha, this face," he drew an imaginary circle around his head, "has gotten me into more trouble than helping me...even though it could turn a pretty profit." He chuckled again.
"So, you were a man-whore?" The smaller man was becoming more and more interesting by the second.
"Oh my god, no. I'd never do that," He laughed. "I was an escort to women. It was easy. They paid for a nice night out with a handsome guy. How could I refuse?"
Jonghyun couldn't help, but laugh. "So you had sex with them? I thought you said you liked men."
The younger just shrugged, "When it comes to money you easily grow to like the other side."
"And here I pegged you as a straight up man-lover."
"Oh I am believe me." The man began playing with his hair, pulling at it and looking at the broken ends. "Ugh, split ends already?" he murmured.
Jonghyun shook his head. "You'll be getting a lot more of those in here so you might wanna get used to it. You're probably here for a while huh?"
"Meh, maybe 2 years for prostitution and all. Maybe more with what I did before." He shrugged his shoulders again and began picking at his nails.
"True."
"But it was worth it to see that sly bastard's face in pain." His brows furrowed as he concentrated some more on his nails.
Jonghyun slid onto the opposite bed. His eyes immediately went to the opposite side of his head where it had been shaved, making it look more like a hack job. Probably because of what he'd done to that prison guard. At that moment all he felt was pain in everything he said and the look on his face. He suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to hug the other and tell him that everything was going to be okay. His own eyebrows knitted for a second before calming down and asking calmly. "What's your name?"
The other smiled for a second. "Kim...Kim Kibum."
Jonghyun nodded his head. "Kim Jonghyun." He smiled warmly as he extended his hand out. Kibum looked at his hand for a second and then at his face almost searching for an answer to an unasked question. As he took his hand for a firm handshake he yanked the other forward to where their faces were dangerously close. Jonghyun's face turned a bright shade of pink as he watched Kibum turn his face just slightly as he leaned in. Then he felt a small peck on his cheek. He opened his eyes and saw a cheshire cat smile on the others face.
Kibum howled with laughter. "You thought I was going to kiss you didn't you?"
Jonghyun was beet red and he had every reason to be. He hadn't even realized that he'd closed his eyes for two seconds. Then he had this kid laughing at him for a normal human reaction. The brunette was embarrassed beyond belief and threw the bed pillow at Kibum. "Shut up!"
That was how it all started.
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"Jjong what do you think?" Kibum asked as he turned around to look at his cell mate.
"I told you to stop calling me that." He answered annoyed, but secretly loving the nickname.
"C'mon Jongie don't be so stubborn. You know you like my nicknames and anyway, look."
Jonghyun rolled his eyes and turned over in his bed to look at the other in the corner of the cell. He'd combed over his hair and brushed the side that months ago had been shaved off by the guards. It was slowly growing back and looked more uniform. He stared a little longer than he should have so Kibum tilted his head and raised an eyebrow.
"Are you staring at me Jjong~?" he teased.
"No," he lied. "I was just thinking if the other side of your hair gets too long they might try to cut it again."
Kibum squeaked, "NO!" He held the sides of his head making the cutest pout Jonghyun had ever seen.
"If you don't give them trouble you know they don't bother you."
"It's not my fault they try to be perverts and hit on me." He mindlessly pet his hair. "I can't help that I was born this pretty."
"True." Jonghyun said and laid back down, raising his arms above his head for a good stretch before settling his hands under his head.
"Now what's that supposed to mean?" Kibum's hands immediately went to his hips.
"You said it yourself when we met that your face has gotten you into more trouble than not." Jonghyun's eyes were closed so he didn't realize that Kibum was now standing right over him.
"In not so many words, but apparently someone listens to me." He teased.
"I don't." Jonghyun didn't open his eyes. He knew where the other was and wasn't about to get caught in another one of his tricks. "I just have a good memory." That was a lie. He hung onto Kibum's every word. They were as sweet as honey to the man and he couldn't get enough of hearing him speak.
"Uh-huh." Kibum turned and slumped into his own bed. He turned on his side and stared at the other for a second. "By the way why didn't you try making a pass at me?"
Jonghyun's eyes opened, staring blankly at the ceiling. He chuckled to himself. "There was no way I was gonna try anything with the way you handled that guard."
Kibum smiled almost half heartedly and sighed quite audibly. "Haha, how do you know I will fight you back? For all you know I could just let you have your way with me."
That statement definitely caught Jonghyun's attention, but he didn't want to make it obvious so he didn't move. "I'm not gonna fall for your tricks like all these other saps have."
"Oooh, Jjong you're rejecting me~?" he pouted.
"Never said that," the brunette said louder than he intended. Kibum's eyes lit up and a slight blush covered his cheeks. He covered his face and laughed a little. "I only meant that I respect people's boundaries especially other men...In here you'll learn that quick." He immediately remembered when he came to this prison. Men would come up to him either offering themselves or looking to make him their bitch. Luckily neither happened. He's been able to hold his own.
Kibum's eyes softened as he listened to the other speak. He never thought he'd meet someone like Jonghyun in a place like this. His first thought coming in here was that he'd have to be fighting for his life, but somehow for the time being he felt safe. Even if it wasn't so much to him as a survival lesson he still appreciated him. The blonde whispered a thank you.
Jonghyun just barely heard the words, but didn't respond.
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"Jjong," Kibum shook the brunette. He was awake, but trying to ignore the other for the time being.
Earlier in the day he was out in the yard and someone made a comment about Kibum that really pissed Jonghyun off. He grimaced as he was shook once more.
"What?!" he growled.
"I had a bad dream. I want to talk." Kibum frowned.
Jonghyun's eyes covered the other's body. He had the top half of his jumpsuit wrapped around his tiny hips showing off his creamy skin as if trying to taunt him. "What did you want?"
"Never mind...you seem like you're in a bad mood." He walked up to the bars of their cell and Jonghyun got an eyeful of the other's small back. Kibum was actually covered in sweat. He didn't realize this until the dim light from outside the cell graced his skin.
The brunette got up and circled his arms around Kibum's waist. "Sorry." He got a whiff of the other's scent and was suddenly kissing his neck. His hands moved up his chest feeling Kibum's breathing start to become labored. He pressed himself fully against the smaller man’s back. Kibum let out a little moan. Jonghyun's teeth dug into the taunt skin of his shoulder. "Keep quiet." He warned.
His nimble fingers pinched his pert nipples while the other moved down to his little ass. He was beginning to get impatient pushing down the other's uniform to rest just below his perky ass cheeks. Jonghyun's eyes were entranced by the perfect sight.
Kibum whined, wiggling just slightly to get the other's attention. He felt a hand on his hips pulling them to get him to stick his ass out more, forcing the younger man to grip the bars of the cell. Then he felt a hard smack to his ass, the resonance of the cell made it seem much louder than it was. "I said quiet."
Jonghyun unzipped his own jumpsuit and out popped his fully erect dick. He rubbed his member against the blonde's perfect ass cheeks. A growl came from his chest as his cock throbbed, waiting, dripping in anticipation of destroying that tight little hole of his. He placed one hand near the younger man's mouth demanding that he spit into it. Kibum was so aroused that he would do anything to make this man fuck him once and for all.
The older man added his own spit and coated his cock as thoroughly as possible. Then he positioned himself at Kibum's entrance, pushing slowly before ramming his dick into him. He immediately covered the other's mouth. He could feel the other tremble. His legs writhing as he forced himself to stand.
The blonde was seeing white, his whole body was shockwaves of pleasure with every thrust. His knees were weak and he was screaming almost bloody murder. All anyone else could hear was the rustling of their clothes, muffled moans, and echoing of slapping skin within the dingy prison walls. Jonghyun was in full control and he loved it. He didn't really care if the other orgasmed or not. At this point he was so sexually frustrated with the other man that he needed this. Pumping his cock in Kibum was absolute heaven and feeling how the other was so submissive and almost begging for it made it all the better.
With the touch of his hand, Kibum came, his knees buckling as his insides throbbed with pleasure.
"Jjong...Jjong!"
Jonghyun opened his eyes and there was Kibum bright eyed. His eyes widened and he looked down at his crotch to see a big wet stain and an apparent boner. What was there to say he was still young.
"Jongie~ what were you dreaming about~?" Kibum teased as the older covered himself up in a hurried fashion. "No need to be so shy all guys get morning wood. It's normal." He sat down on his bed and crossed his legs, looking at the other's back. Observing the way the prison uniform hugged the man's body so tightly it almost seemed as if he were going to tear right out of it. "You know you seem a lot bigger than I remember you." He mumbled aloud.
Jonghyun didn't know what to say. He just wanted Kibum to go away for a little so he could either calm down or take care of the problem.
"I guess you need a little time to yourself. I'll just look outside if that helps." They both knew that neither of them were going anywhere due to their circumstances, but it never hurt to be a little courteous even in a place like this.
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Somehow Kibum actually made a few "friends" mostly those who'd become partners with someone else to keep them safe. Since some of these men were frail looking just like he was. They would always chatter and make girl talk. Most of the time, Kibum would just smile and nod not putting much more into the conversation. Lately, from afar he would watch Jonghyun. He always made sure from wherever he was that he could see the other man. It always made him feel a little safer when he was in sight.
"So you have a guy yet?"
"Uh, no." Kibum rolled his eyes.
"Now why not? With a pretty face like that. Who could resist?"
Kibum just shook his head and sat back leaning on his elbows.
Today his eyes were almost glued to Jonghyun since he was working out. Kibum's eyes traveled over his glistening muscles and wet hair. He couldn't help feeling hot just looking at the other man. One of the "girls" noticed the way Kibum was looking at Jonghyun and he couldn't help calling him out on his obvious attraction.
"Uh oh, looks like someone's been caught by the love bug."
Kibum looked at him and blinked. "What?"
"Yeah with the way you're looking at Jonghyun it makes it seem like you wanna hop on that dick and ride him." The men began cackling like a bunch of noisy hens and Kibum scoffed.
Jonghyun was catching his breath for a second when he looked over at where Kibum was. It seemed as if the "girls" were bullying him a bit. He sighed, walking over to the helpless man and tossed his towel at his face. Kibum squeaked tossing the towel on the floor, "Ew!"
"Haha, I thought you'd like my sweat Kibummie." Jonghyun laughed, picking up his towel and giving the other a charming wink. Then he turned to the girls, "Now ladies you aren't giving my boy a hard time are you?" He slung his arm around Kibum's neck.
One of them scoffed and then smiled, "Of course not, Jonghyun. Just a little teasing that's all."
He grabbed the younger's hand, pulling him off the bench. "Alright well I'll be stealing him away for now." He nudged Kibum along to get him walking.
Once they were out of hearing range Kibum murmured a thank you. Jonghyun just half smiled and ruffled his hair which made the other squeak. He hurried to fix his precious mane and turned to Jonghyun. "Did you mean any of that earlier?"
The other blushed slightly, trying his best to hide it and coughed. "It was just to get them off your back. I don't like seeing you-anyone getting bullied like that."
Kibum nodded, he wondered for a moment if the other really cared for him or if it was just his moral code that he was referring to. Either way he was happy.
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"HIT THE SHOWERS BOYS!" Yelled one of the prison guards.
A file of men, including Kibum and Jonghyun, went into the showers. All naked and all hurrying to wash themselves to minimize the length of time other men could be looking at you. Some of them had wandering eyes, sizing up any man their eyes met with and most of those burning gazes fell on Kibum. He still had not been claimed or at least been verbally claimed by anyone so he was game, even if he wasn't aware of it.
The young man was just concentrating on washing when he felt himself being closed in on. When he turned there was a wall of men crowded around him. They all began shouting things like prison bitch, you're fucked, and he's mine. Then he distinctly heard, "You're gonna be somebody's bitch today." He didn't know what to do. He'd been in similar situations before, but not with so many guys. There was about to be an all out brawl among these men all for Kibum. Then there was someone standing in front of him.
"He's mine ya bastards! Now if you want him you're gonna have to fight me for him." Kibum could see a few men back away until eventually it seemed like they'd lost interest all of a sudden. By this point he’d cowered against the wall of the shower. Then strong hands grabbed his arm, he tried to fight, afraid of what would come next. “Calm down.” He looked at the man, it was Jonghyun. His knees felt weak. “C’mon we gotta get out of here before anyone gets any ideas.” He grabbed the other’s wrist and led him out of the showers grabbing towels as they left.
"Jonghyun," he whispered, still in a daze as a towel was wrapped around his hips and he watched as the brunette wrapped one around his as well. “Jonghyun,” he croaked, tears suddenly pouring down his face. The older man stopped, grabbing his chin so the smaller man would look at him. “Don’t cry until we get back. There are still eyes on us.” Jonghyun glanced around and then stared back at him. He planted a soft almost nonexistent kiss on his lips. He then turned and headed back to their cell with Key in a daze.
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Later in that week another incident occurred, a few men snuck into their cell and attempted to rape Kibum while he was sleeping. Luckily, Jonghyun had seen them slinking in and had the opportunity to corner them and beat the living crap out of them with a little help from Kibum. They both spent the next few days in solitary.
Their sentences extending a little longer than they'd liked, but in the long run this was about protecting what was important to you. In this case they both could feel they were important to one another.
Word circulated fast about the two after they got out. It seemed that no one wanted a piece anymore. If anything a few were trying their best to play suck ass to be on the duo's good side.
Their first day back to their cell together was a little awkward at first, but Jonghyun broke the ice with a comment on how they seemed to be the new badasses in the prison. Kibum looked at the other and they both just smiled. Both were a little scratched up from the scuffle, but Jonghyun seemed to get the worst of it with a black and blue bruise just below his eye.
"Seems like this place really sucks at caring for their prisoners, huh?" The brunette pointed to the bruise on Jonghyun's face.
"It's nothing I haven't dealt with before."Jonghyun just shrugged it off as if it was nothing, yet inside he wanted to act like a baby. He really didn't want Kibum to think any less of him.
"Jjong..." The name sent a jolt through him, reminding him of that haunting dream he'd had a few weeks back. "Hyung...can I sleep with you tonight?" Of all places to use a formality he uses it here. Jonghyun wanted to say no, but before he could answer Kibum added. "Cause you know it'll look like we're really together. Ya know...to convince everyone else."
Then he understood. He was actually thinking that Kibum was trying to get close to him when he's more concerned with his safety, but then again it would help their case more. Jonghyun could keep living out the fantasy as Kibum being his and the smaller man could get the safety he needs. It's a win-win. "Okay." Was all he said.
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Sooooo this is the first time I've had to break up a story cuz it was too long :P
There's a first time for everything , I guess xD
onto the next then :)
Genre: PG-13 eventually NC17, Romance, AU
Pairing: JongKey
Summary: Jonghyun’s been in prison minding his business and then finally gets a cellmate, Kibum.
Disclaimer: Not my original idea, but I wrote this all my own :)
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A brown eyed young man stared at the ceiling and sighed. What else was there to do in such a dingy place. He rolled onto his side inspecting the wall, where an empty bed still hung. He hadn’t got a letter from his family since he'd been here. That was over a year ago. At first, he hated them and couldn't help wondering why they wouldn't want to be in touch with him. Then he realized what he'd done. He'd brought shame to his family name and would more than likely be disowned whenever he was released. He would be lucky if he could ever get a job...
Then again, there was always the fish market.
Suddenly he heard the sound of shuffling feet and that loud familiar buzz when the main cell doors opened. His eyes settled on the outside of his cell expecting someone to walk by or for some whistles and hoots to begin. Which they quickly did. The other men in their cells seemed a little more rowdy than usual. He decided to sit up for a second then his cell door opened.
"Enjoy the new meat Jonghyun," The prison guard sniggered as he shoved the young man into his cell and then yelling for the door to be shut. Jonghyun wasn't able to get a clear look at the other since his blonde hair covered some of his face. He was a bit surprised they didn't shave it off for the kids' safety. "C'mere pretty boy," the guard growled, pulling the others cuffs towards him so that he would be unshackled.
Jonghyun couldn't see the other’s face, but he could only imagine the disgusted look as the guard continued to make snarky passes at the man. Then he spoke. "Well why don't you come give me a little touch then?"
The guard smirked and came a bit closer putting his fingers through the bars to touch him. Then the next second, he spat in his face and there was a loud crunch of fingers. The sound rang through the cell as they were smashed into the cell bars. The man writhed in pain cursing the prisoner as other guards rushed to his side. They yelled for the door to be opened and the new guy was taken away as quickly as he'd been brought in.
The prisoner glanced at Jonghyun and gave him a slight smirk as if showing how much he'd enjoyed "playing". His own mouth turned into a slight smile. It seemed it was quite infectious, but most of all Jonghyun was impressed. This guy didn't care much for authority.
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Two weeks went by and Jonghyun had forgotten about the new kid, but he had definitely become the buzz around the prison. There was nowhere to turn without Jonghyun being bombarded with questions about the new guy. He'd even been asked by several people if he'd staked claims on him and of course he knew exactly what that meant. He'd been lucky enough to have a cell by himself for a while since any sort of moan or grunt could be heard from either end of the cell block and it would get loud sometimes. So he'd usually just change the subject and try to talk about something else.
This time when he came back to his cell there was the guy. He was sitting on his bed, staring down at his hands before looking up at Jonghyun. "Hey." A slight smile crossing his slightly pursed lips. There was a moment of silence. Jonghyun just standing. "Soooooo..." The other guy leaned back giving Jonghyun a good look over.
He still stood quiet. "I guess you're not much of a talker huh?" His almond eyes wandering the expanse of the shorter man's body. He wondered for a second if he was muscular under that horrid orange jumpsuit and then Jonghyun finally spoke. "You like guys or something?"
The blonde chuckled. "You could say that...and you dont...?"
Jonghyun gave a half smirk and sighed. "I do..." He leaned against the bare wall and stared at the much younger looking man. "So why are you here? You look a little too sweet to do anything bad."
"Haha, this face," he drew an imaginary circle around his head, "has gotten me into more trouble than helping me...even though it could turn a pretty profit." He chuckled again.
"So, you were a man-whore?" The smaller man was becoming more and more interesting by the second.
"Oh my god, no. I'd never do that," He laughed. "I was an escort to women. It was easy. They paid for a nice night out with a handsome guy. How could I refuse?"
Jonghyun couldn't help, but laugh. "So you had sex with them? I thought you said you liked men."
The younger just shrugged, "When it comes to money you easily grow to like the other side."
"And here I pegged you as a straight up man-lover."
"Oh I am believe me." The man began playing with his hair, pulling at it and looking at the broken ends. "Ugh, split ends already?" he murmured.
Jonghyun shook his head. "You'll be getting a lot more of those in here so you might wanna get used to it. You're probably here for a while huh?"
"Meh, maybe 2 years for prostitution and all. Maybe more with what I did before." He shrugged his shoulders again and began picking at his nails.
"True."
"But it was worth it to see that sly bastard's face in pain." His brows furrowed as he concentrated some more on his nails.
Jonghyun slid onto the opposite bed. His eyes immediately went to the opposite side of his head where it had been shaved, making it look more like a hack job. Probably because of what he'd done to that prison guard. At that moment all he felt was pain in everything he said and the look on his face. He suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to hug the other and tell him that everything was going to be okay. His own eyebrows knitted for a second before calming down and asking calmly. "What's your name?"
The other smiled for a second. "Kim...Kim Kibum."
Jonghyun nodded his head. "Kim Jonghyun." He smiled warmly as he extended his hand out. Kibum looked at his hand for a second and then at his face almost searching for an answer to an unasked question. As he took his hand for a firm handshake he yanked the other forward to where their faces were dangerously close. Jonghyun's face turned a bright shade of pink as he watched Kibum turn his face just slightly as he leaned in. Then he felt a small peck on his cheek. He opened his eyes and saw a cheshire cat smile on the others face.
Kibum howled with laughter. "You thought I was going to kiss you didn't you?"
Jonghyun was beet red and he had every reason to be. He hadn't even realized that he'd closed his eyes for two seconds. Then he had this kid laughing at him for a normal human reaction. The brunette was embarrassed beyond belief and threw the bed pillow at Kibum. "Shut up!"
That was how it all started.
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"Jjong what do you think?" Kibum asked as he turned around to look at his cell mate.
"I told you to stop calling me that." He answered annoyed, but secretly loving the nickname.
"C'mon Jongie don't be so stubborn. You know you like my nicknames and anyway, look."
Jonghyun rolled his eyes and turned over in his bed to look at the other in the corner of the cell. He'd combed over his hair and brushed the side that months ago had been shaved off by the guards. It was slowly growing back and looked more uniform. He stared a little longer than he should have so Kibum tilted his head and raised an eyebrow.
"Are you staring at me Jjong~?" he teased.
"No," he lied. "I was just thinking if the other side of your hair gets too long they might try to cut it again."
Kibum squeaked, "NO!" He held the sides of his head making the cutest pout Jonghyun had ever seen.
"If you don't give them trouble you know they don't bother you."
"It's not my fault they try to be perverts and hit on me." He mindlessly pet his hair. "I can't help that I was born this pretty."
"True." Jonghyun said and laid back down, raising his arms above his head for a good stretch before settling his hands under his head.
"Now what's that supposed to mean?" Kibum's hands immediately went to his hips.
"You said it yourself when we met that your face has gotten you into more trouble than not." Jonghyun's eyes were closed so he didn't realize that Kibum was now standing right over him.
"In not so many words, but apparently someone listens to me." He teased.
"I don't." Jonghyun didn't open his eyes. He knew where the other was and wasn't about to get caught in another one of his tricks. "I just have a good memory." That was a lie. He hung onto Kibum's every word. They were as sweet as honey to the man and he couldn't get enough of hearing him speak.
"Uh-huh." Kibum turned and slumped into his own bed. He turned on his side and stared at the other for a second. "By the way why didn't you try making a pass at me?"
Jonghyun's eyes opened, staring blankly at the ceiling. He chuckled to himself. "There was no way I was gonna try anything with the way you handled that guard."
Kibum smiled almost half heartedly and sighed quite audibly. "Haha, how do you know I will fight you back? For all you know I could just let you have your way with me."
That statement definitely caught Jonghyun's attention, but he didn't want to make it obvious so he didn't move. "I'm not gonna fall for your tricks like all these other saps have."
"Oooh, Jjong you're rejecting me~?" he pouted.
"Never said that," the brunette said louder than he intended. Kibum's eyes lit up and a slight blush covered his cheeks. He covered his face and laughed a little. "I only meant that I respect people's boundaries especially other men...In here you'll learn that quick." He immediately remembered when he came to this prison. Men would come up to him either offering themselves or looking to make him their bitch. Luckily neither happened. He's been able to hold his own.
Kibum's eyes softened as he listened to the other speak. He never thought he'd meet someone like Jonghyun in a place like this. His first thought coming in here was that he'd have to be fighting for his life, but somehow for the time being he felt safe. Even if it wasn't so much to him as a survival lesson he still appreciated him. The blonde whispered a thank you.
Jonghyun just barely heard the words, but didn't respond.
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"Jjong," Kibum shook the brunette. He was awake, but trying to ignore the other for the time being.
Earlier in the day he was out in the yard and someone made a comment about Kibum that really pissed Jonghyun off. He grimaced as he was shook once more.
"What?!" he growled.
"I had a bad dream. I want to talk." Kibum frowned.
Jonghyun's eyes covered the other's body. He had the top half of his jumpsuit wrapped around his tiny hips showing off his creamy skin as if trying to taunt him. "What did you want?"
"Never mind...you seem like you're in a bad mood." He walked up to the bars of their cell and Jonghyun got an eyeful of the other's small back. Kibum was actually covered in sweat. He didn't realize this until the dim light from outside the cell graced his skin.
The brunette got up and circled his arms around Kibum's waist. "Sorry." He got a whiff of the other's scent and was suddenly kissing his neck. His hands moved up his chest feeling Kibum's breathing start to become labored. He pressed himself fully against the smaller man’s back. Kibum let out a little moan. Jonghyun's teeth dug into the taunt skin of his shoulder. "Keep quiet." He warned.
His nimble fingers pinched his pert nipples while the other moved down to his little ass. He was beginning to get impatient pushing down the other's uniform to rest just below his perky ass cheeks. Jonghyun's eyes were entranced by the perfect sight.
Kibum whined, wiggling just slightly to get the other's attention. He felt a hand on his hips pulling them to get him to stick his ass out more, forcing the younger man to grip the bars of the cell. Then he felt a hard smack to his ass, the resonance of the cell made it seem much louder than it was. "I said quiet."
Jonghyun unzipped his own jumpsuit and out popped his fully erect dick. He rubbed his member against the blonde's perfect ass cheeks. A growl came from his chest as his cock throbbed, waiting, dripping in anticipation of destroying that tight little hole of his. He placed one hand near the younger man's mouth demanding that he spit into it. Kibum was so aroused that he would do anything to make this man fuck him once and for all.
The older man added his own spit and coated his cock as thoroughly as possible. Then he positioned himself at Kibum's entrance, pushing slowly before ramming his dick into him. He immediately covered the other's mouth. He could feel the other tremble. His legs writhing as he forced himself to stand.
The blonde was seeing white, his whole body was shockwaves of pleasure with every thrust. His knees were weak and he was screaming almost bloody murder. All anyone else could hear was the rustling of their clothes, muffled moans, and echoing of slapping skin within the dingy prison walls. Jonghyun was in full control and he loved it. He didn't really care if the other orgasmed or not. At this point he was so sexually frustrated with the other man that he needed this. Pumping his cock in Kibum was absolute heaven and feeling how the other was so submissive and almost begging for it made it all the better.
With the touch of his hand, Kibum came, his knees buckling as his insides throbbed with pleasure.
"Jjong...Jjong!"
Jonghyun opened his eyes and there was Kibum bright eyed. His eyes widened and he looked down at his crotch to see a big wet stain and an apparent boner. What was there to say he was still young.
"Jongie~ what were you dreaming about~?" Kibum teased as the older covered himself up in a hurried fashion. "No need to be so shy all guys get morning wood. It's normal." He sat down on his bed and crossed his legs, looking at the other's back. Observing the way the prison uniform hugged the man's body so tightly it almost seemed as if he were going to tear right out of it. "You know you seem a lot bigger than I remember you." He mumbled aloud.
Jonghyun didn't know what to say. He just wanted Kibum to go away for a little so he could either calm down or take care of the problem.
"I guess you need a little time to yourself. I'll just look outside if that helps." They both knew that neither of them were going anywhere due to their circumstances, but it never hurt to be a little courteous even in a place like this.
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Somehow Kibum actually made a few "friends" mostly those who'd become partners with someone else to keep them safe. Since some of these men were frail looking just like he was. They would always chatter and make girl talk. Most of the time, Kibum would just smile and nod not putting much more into the conversation. Lately, from afar he would watch Jonghyun. He always made sure from wherever he was that he could see the other man. It always made him feel a little safer when he was in sight.
"So you have a guy yet?"
"Uh, no." Kibum rolled his eyes.
"Now why not? With a pretty face like that. Who could resist?"
Kibum just shook his head and sat back leaning on his elbows.
Today his eyes were almost glued to Jonghyun since he was working out. Kibum's eyes traveled over his glistening muscles and wet hair. He couldn't help feeling hot just looking at the other man. One of the "girls" noticed the way Kibum was looking at Jonghyun and he couldn't help calling him out on his obvious attraction.
"Uh oh, looks like someone's been caught by the love bug."
Kibum looked at him and blinked. "What?"
"Yeah with the way you're looking at Jonghyun it makes it seem like you wanna hop on that dick and ride him." The men began cackling like a bunch of noisy hens and Kibum scoffed.
Jonghyun was catching his breath for a second when he looked over at where Kibum was. It seemed as if the "girls" were bullying him a bit. He sighed, walking over to the helpless man and tossed his towel at his face. Kibum squeaked tossing the towel on the floor, "Ew!"
"Haha, I thought you'd like my sweat Kibummie." Jonghyun laughed, picking up his towel and giving the other a charming wink. Then he turned to the girls, "Now ladies you aren't giving my boy a hard time are you?" He slung his arm around Kibum's neck.
One of them scoffed and then smiled, "Of course not, Jonghyun. Just a little teasing that's all."
He grabbed the younger's hand, pulling him off the bench. "Alright well I'll be stealing him away for now." He nudged Kibum along to get him walking.
Once they were out of hearing range Kibum murmured a thank you. Jonghyun just half smiled and ruffled his hair which made the other squeak. He hurried to fix his precious mane and turned to Jonghyun. "Did you mean any of that earlier?"
The other blushed slightly, trying his best to hide it and coughed. "It was just to get them off your back. I don't like seeing you-anyone getting bullied like that."
Kibum nodded, he wondered for a moment if the other really cared for him or if it was just his moral code that he was referring to. Either way he was happy.
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"HIT THE SHOWERS BOYS!" Yelled one of the prison guards.
A file of men, including Kibum and Jonghyun, went into the showers. All naked and all hurrying to wash themselves to minimize the length of time other men could be looking at you. Some of them had wandering eyes, sizing up any man their eyes met with and most of those burning gazes fell on Kibum. He still had not been claimed or at least been verbally claimed by anyone so he was game, even if he wasn't aware of it.
The young man was just concentrating on washing when he felt himself being closed in on. When he turned there was a wall of men crowded around him. They all began shouting things like prison bitch, you're fucked, and he's mine. Then he distinctly heard, "You're gonna be somebody's bitch today." He didn't know what to do. He'd been in similar situations before, but not with so many guys. There was about to be an all out brawl among these men all for Kibum. Then there was someone standing in front of him.
"He's mine ya bastards! Now if you want him you're gonna have to fight me for him." Kibum could see a few men back away until eventually it seemed like they'd lost interest all of a sudden. By this point he’d cowered against the wall of the shower. Then strong hands grabbed his arm, he tried to fight, afraid of what would come next. “Calm down.” He looked at the man, it was Jonghyun. His knees felt weak. “C’mon we gotta get out of here before anyone gets any ideas.” He grabbed the other’s wrist and led him out of the showers grabbing towels as they left.
"Jonghyun," he whispered, still in a daze as a towel was wrapped around his hips and he watched as the brunette wrapped one around his as well. “Jonghyun,” he croaked, tears suddenly pouring down his face. The older man stopped, grabbing his chin so the smaller man would look at him. “Don’t cry until we get back. There are still eyes on us.” Jonghyun glanced around and then stared back at him. He planted a soft almost nonexistent kiss on his lips. He then turned and headed back to their cell with Key in a daze.
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Later in that week another incident occurred, a few men snuck into their cell and attempted to rape Kibum while he was sleeping. Luckily, Jonghyun had seen them slinking in and had the opportunity to corner them and beat the living crap out of them with a little help from Kibum. They both spent the next few days in solitary.
Their sentences extending a little longer than they'd liked, but in the long run this was about protecting what was important to you. In this case they both could feel they were important to one another.
Word circulated fast about the two after they got out. It seemed that no one wanted a piece anymore. If anything a few were trying their best to play suck ass to be on the duo's good side.
Their first day back to their cell together was a little awkward at first, but Jonghyun broke the ice with a comment on how they seemed to be the new badasses in the prison. Kibum looked at the other and they both just smiled. Both were a little scratched up from the scuffle, but Jonghyun seemed to get the worst of it with a black and blue bruise just below his eye.
"Seems like this place really sucks at caring for their prisoners, huh?" The brunette pointed to the bruise on Jonghyun's face.
"It's nothing I haven't dealt with before."Jonghyun just shrugged it off as if it was nothing, yet inside he wanted to act like a baby. He really didn't want Kibum to think any less of him.
"Jjong..." The name sent a jolt through him, reminding him of that haunting dream he'd had a few weeks back. "Hyung...can I sleep with you tonight?" Of all places to use a formality he uses it here. Jonghyun wanted to say no, but before he could answer Kibum added. "Cause you know it'll look like we're really together. Ya know...to convince everyone else."
Then he understood. He was actually thinking that Kibum was trying to get close to him when he's more concerned with his safety, but then again it would help their case more. Jonghyun could keep living out the fantasy as Kibum being his and the smaller man could get the safety he needs. It's a win-win. "Okay." Was all he said.
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Sooooo this is the first time I've had to break up a story cuz it was too long :P
There's a first time for everything , I guess xD
onto the next then :)