ftisland: put your lips on me (+2 more)
→ just dropping some random drabbles I've written over the weak
→ you must believe me when I say, i am not a smut machine, I just found myself writing the first one.
Put your lips on me
jonghun/hongki; nc-17 ≈600
It's abrupt and quick, and Hongki is reminded of his hate for Jonghun's mouth.
Jonghun kissed Hongki square on the mouth, the sudden push of his torso against Hongki pushed the vocalist back and his shoulders came first with the tall mirror. Hongki grumbled something about impatient pricks but Jonghun didn’t bother stop. He twined fingers in fabric and pulled until Hongki was shirtless. Satisfied, he latched his mouth on the creamy skin, a squirm or two -or a moan if he was lucky- resulted due to the assaulting mouth. Ugh, how much Hongki hated that hot mouth. Hongki fought to get into a better position; he is getting very frustrated with Jonghun’s irrational love-making moments. Once they were totally isolated, Jonghun would push Hongki onto any surface and -oh dear god, that mouth on his neck just begged for a loud moan. You can guess the process. Hongki had no idea how to stop it, not that he wanted to stop it, he just wished Jonghun wasn’t so… the sound of his belt unbuckle and his pants yanked off his legs downed on him and Hongki heaved a long breath… demanding. Jonghun was so demanding and abrupt. A violent shudder arched Hongki’s back off the cool mirror and his knees almost gave up.
The hot mouth preciously coated his entire penis. Hongki couldn’t help but moan aloud, his fingers finding purchase in Jonghun’s long locks. He tugged them a bit too roughly when Jonghun’s tongue lapped his shaft, teasing bastard, Hongki chocked on air as he was swallowed entirely.
Their eyes met and the shameful whimper on Hongki’s lips picked up into a smirk as he bucked his hips forward, only to have Jonghun’s long calloused fingers stab his sides as they tried to hold him still. He couldn’t comprehend the heat; drops of sweat fell off his eyebrows and blinded his eyes. Shoot! At this rate, they won’t get any sleep at all, especially since they had a flight to Thailand first thing in the morning.
Hongki’s hand untangled itself from the lump of hair and swiped the sweat off his face. Why was the room so hot all of a sudden? Korea isn’t that hot, particularly around this time of year. Hongki let the maddening sanity unwrap as Jonghun’s head bobbed up and down his crotch. He couldn’t look down, because if he did, those brown eyes would be on his and he’d let loose all threads keeping his mind together. His sight was clogged with tears, this isn’t happening, he is not getting teary eyed at the brilliance of this blow job. A choke sounded loud in the sloppy sounds of Jonghun’s mouth around his slick arousal, spit already trailed down Jonghun’s chin, his very fine jaw line and stained a bit of his light blue tight t-shirt.
“J-Jonghun…” he started, but his words never linked. “Ugh-” “Coming,” he choked again, unable to stop tears that streamed down cheeks, he was pathetic, but the warmth pooling in his guts made his head swarm. It was the familiar pleasure Jonghun rarely indulged Hongki in. Hongki gave a grunt as he came, his mouth gapping and his hand clutched into Jonghun’s roots as another hand just ran down his sweaty chest. He couldn’t help but groan in satisfaction as Jonghun suckled him dry, didn’t even let any bit fall to Hongki’s thighs. Jonghun’s eyes locked him for a long time as the guitarist lapped at Hongki’s inner thighs. His tongue was hot and it stung him deliciously every time it touched the soft skin there. “Stop,” Hongki said but he didn’t stop the hum of approval as Jonghun kissed his thighs, gentle lips leaving nothing but hot traces of the mouth that is so heavenly forbidden.
Sometimes, Hongki just hated Jonghun and his mouth, and his fingers, and his tongue, and especially, that mouth.
Gymnastics are for champions
ot5; pg ≈300
They're nothing but five super heroes in spandex.
Wearing this embarrassing outfit was part of the job, having to suffer dangerous squish in his family jewels was also part of the job. But all things seemed to evaporate by the time he saw the other four in their own jewel squeezing and embarrassing outfits.
Seunghyun flashed them a wide grin, his eyes hungrily needing more of their embarrassing figures squeezed into those outfits. Jonghun had a red body suit, the shade mirrored into his cheeks. Jaejin was in green, and he looked dangerous sickly. Hongki was in hot Pink and he even wore matching hot pink nail art. Did Seunghyun just see shining stuff on his Hyung’s nails? His smirk widened when a certain Minhwan came into the room. Minhwan chose to wear the pants only, the hard muscles of his chest rippling and tensing under Seunghyun’s staring eyes.
“Hey, how come Minhwan gets to not wear this stupid swim suit resembling upper part?” Jaejin thought out loud.
“Because Minhwan has a nice body, just look at the hard muscles, they make my loins hurt,” he said, as if he discussed the weather.
“Hey, Seunghyun, I have a nice body too!” Jonghun emphasized his point as he almost ripped the top off his chest, Hongki snickered and Jonghun turned around sharply.
“What?” the leader snapped. He found it very unnerving that Hongki looked super special with his outfit.
“Nothing, I just enjoyed the view of your small ass from the back. Very firm and small~” Hongki laughed off, already stretching on the wide range of mattresses on the floor. Jonghun let it go, he didn’t want to sound stupid though letting Hongki bully his poor arse was simply wrong!
Jaejin sat on one side before he gave a loud huff and got to stretching.
“Hey! Stop touching my stomach!” Minhwan angrily yelped at Seunghyun, the boy had a cheeky smile smacked on his face the entire time. He didn’t even mind the black eye Minhwan’s angry snaps resulted in.
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The heat isn't the one messing with my nerves, it's you.
ot5 (hints of jongki and seunghwan); pg ≈440
Hongki wishes he was in Jonghun's team.
It was bristling hot, Hongki’s fashionable clothes stuck to his back and he huffed an annoyed sigh, “Nothing is worth this!” he almost shouted but it would consume his low energy. Jaejin on his left gave him a wide smile before continuing to take endless pictures to the amazing spot before his eyes.
“Things like this are supposed to be enjoyed by people, guess Hongki Hyung isn’t a human.” Hongki’s eyes narrowed at the smarty-pants’ comment.
”Well, you aren’t human either for enjoying such dull thing. I’ve been here before with Jonghun, I’ve experienced the heat, now let’s go back!”
“You said it yourself, you’ve been here, and I haven’t. Let me enjoy the miraculous statue. Do you know that-” Jaejin began counting several Wikipedia points he memorized like the back of his hands and Hongki found it totally bothersome. The longer he listened to the geek’s lectures the duller his senses were, said lectures hazed his thoughts even faster than alcohol mixed by Jonghun. Speaking of the devil, he should have gone with him. They decided to go on two teams, Hongki, Jaejin and their Manager Song on one team and the rest three (Jonghun, Seunghyun and Minhwan) on the other team. He gave a side look to their passed out Manager. It seemed that Manager Song really couldn’t take the heat and decided to take a nap under the hood of his umbrella. Hongki gave a loud sigh, it didn’t seem like Jaejin was up to some fun and Manager Song being currently asleep, it seemed like Hongki would spend this afternoon all bored and bothered. If only a specific guitarist was around…
On the other side of the vast desert:
“Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, look at me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Seunghyun’s shouting was the only noise Jonghun heard. He mumbled a curse before running behind the stupidly energetic tall boy.
“Seunghyun, don’t get lost! Hyung isn’t Dora; he won’t explore the place just to find you!” he shouted but none of his words broke any sense into Seunghyun’s brain, on the opposite, he seemed intent on getting Minhwan lost in the haze of his excitement with him too. “Not Minhwan! He’s my precious little boy!” Jonghun moaned.
“Let’s steal the pyramids!” Seunghyun excitedly suggested and Minhwan was too high on the heat to say no so he squealed and followed. Jonghun found himself contemplating shooting Seunghyun a ball of sand and knocking him out of his senses. That would make it harder to carry the rapper back to their hotel but it seemed worth it when Seunghyun suggested they use Jonghun shorts to store some of the legendary magical sand. Definitely worth it.
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→ you must believe me when I say, i am not a smut machine, I just found myself writing the first one.
Put your lips on me
jonghun/hongki; nc-17 ≈600
It's abrupt and quick, and Hongki is reminded of his hate for Jonghun's mouth.
Jonghun kissed Hongki square on the mouth, the sudden push of his torso against Hongki pushed the vocalist back and his shoulders came first with the tall mirror. Hongki grumbled something about impatient pricks but Jonghun didn’t bother stop. He twined fingers in fabric and pulled until Hongki was shirtless. Satisfied, he latched his mouth on the creamy skin, a squirm or two -or a moan if he was lucky- resulted due to the assaulting mouth. Ugh, how much Hongki hated that hot mouth. Hongki fought to get into a better position; he is getting very frustrated with Jonghun’s irrational love-making moments. Once they were totally isolated, Jonghun would push Hongki onto any surface and -oh dear god, that mouth on his neck just begged for a loud moan. You can guess the process. Hongki had no idea how to stop it, not that he wanted to stop it, he just wished Jonghun wasn’t so… the sound of his belt unbuckle and his pants yanked off his legs downed on him and Hongki heaved a long breath… demanding. Jonghun was so demanding and abrupt. A violent shudder arched Hongki’s back off the cool mirror and his knees almost gave up.
The hot mouth preciously coated his entire penis. Hongki couldn’t help but moan aloud, his fingers finding purchase in Jonghun’s long locks. He tugged them a bit too roughly when Jonghun’s tongue lapped his shaft, teasing bastard, Hongki chocked on air as he was swallowed entirely.
Their eyes met and the shameful whimper on Hongki’s lips picked up into a smirk as he bucked his hips forward, only to have Jonghun’s long calloused fingers stab his sides as they tried to hold him still. He couldn’t comprehend the heat; drops of sweat fell off his eyebrows and blinded his eyes. Shoot! At this rate, they won’t get any sleep at all, especially since they had a flight to Thailand first thing in the morning.
Hongki’s hand untangled itself from the lump of hair and swiped the sweat off his face. Why was the room so hot all of a sudden? Korea isn’t that hot, particularly around this time of year. Hongki let the maddening sanity unwrap as Jonghun’s head bobbed up and down his crotch. He couldn’t look down, because if he did, those brown eyes would be on his and he’d let loose all threads keeping his mind together. His sight was clogged with tears, this isn’t happening, he is not getting teary eyed at the brilliance of this blow job. A choke sounded loud in the sloppy sounds of Jonghun’s mouth around his slick arousal, spit already trailed down Jonghun’s chin, his very fine jaw line and stained a bit of his light blue tight t-shirt.
“J-Jonghun…” he started, but his words never linked. “Ugh-” “Coming,” he choked again, unable to stop tears that streamed down cheeks, he was pathetic, but the warmth pooling in his guts made his head swarm. It was the familiar pleasure Jonghun rarely indulged Hongki in. Hongki gave a grunt as he came, his mouth gapping and his hand clutched into Jonghun’s roots as another hand just ran down his sweaty chest. He couldn’t help but groan in satisfaction as Jonghun suckled him dry, didn’t even let any bit fall to Hongki’s thighs. Jonghun’s eyes locked him for a long time as the guitarist lapped at Hongki’s inner thighs. His tongue was hot and it stung him deliciously every time it touched the soft skin there. “Stop,” Hongki said but he didn’t stop the hum of approval as Jonghun kissed his thighs, gentle lips leaving nothing but hot traces of the mouth that is so heavenly forbidden.
Sometimes, Hongki just hated Jonghun and his mouth, and his fingers, and his tongue, and especially, that mouth.
Gymnastics are for champions
ot5; pg ≈300
They're nothing but five super heroes in spandex.
Wearing this embarrassing outfit was part of the job, having to suffer dangerous squish in his family jewels was also part of the job. But all things seemed to evaporate by the time he saw the other four in their own jewel squeezing and embarrassing outfits.
Seunghyun flashed them a wide grin, his eyes hungrily needing more of their embarrassing figures squeezed into those outfits. Jonghun had a red body suit, the shade mirrored into his cheeks. Jaejin was in green, and he looked dangerous sickly. Hongki was in hot Pink and he even wore matching hot pink nail art. Did Seunghyun just see shining stuff on his Hyung’s nails? His smirk widened when a certain Minhwan came into the room. Minhwan chose to wear the pants only, the hard muscles of his chest rippling and tensing under Seunghyun’s staring eyes.
“Hey, how come Minhwan gets to not wear this stupid swim suit resembling upper part?” Jaejin thought out loud.
“Because Minhwan has a nice body, just look at the hard muscles, they make my loins hurt,” he said, as if he discussed the weather.
“Hey, Seunghyun, I have a nice body too!” Jonghun emphasized his point as he almost ripped the top off his chest, Hongki snickered and Jonghun turned around sharply.
“What?” the leader snapped. He found it very unnerving that Hongki looked super special with his outfit.
“Nothing, I just enjoyed the view of your small ass from the back. Very firm and small~” Hongki laughed off, already stretching on the wide range of mattresses on the floor. Jonghun let it go, he didn’t want to sound stupid though letting Hongki bully his poor arse was simply wrong!
Jaejin sat on one side before he gave a loud huff and got to stretching.
“Hey! Stop touching my stomach!” Minhwan angrily yelped at Seunghyun, the boy had a cheeky smile smacked on his face the entire time. He didn’t even mind the black eye Minhwan’s angry snaps resulted in.
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The heat isn't the one messing with my nerves, it's you.
ot5 (hints of jongki and seunghwan); pg ≈440
Hongki wishes he was in Jonghun's team.
It was bristling hot, Hongki’s fashionable clothes stuck to his back and he huffed an annoyed sigh, “Nothing is worth this!” he almost shouted but it would consume his low energy. Jaejin on his left gave him a wide smile before continuing to take endless pictures to the amazing spot before his eyes.
“Things like this are supposed to be enjoyed by people, guess Hongki Hyung isn’t a human.” Hongki’s eyes narrowed at the smarty-pants’ comment.
”Well, you aren’t human either for enjoying such dull thing. I’ve been here before with Jonghun, I’ve experienced the heat, now let’s go back!”
“You said it yourself, you’ve been here, and I haven’t. Let me enjoy the miraculous statue. Do you know that-” Jaejin began counting several Wikipedia points he memorized like the back of his hands and Hongki found it totally bothersome. The longer he listened to the geek’s lectures the duller his senses were, said lectures hazed his thoughts even faster than alcohol mixed by Jonghun. Speaking of the devil, he should have gone with him. They decided to go on two teams, Hongki, Jaejin and their Manager Song on one team and the rest three (Jonghun, Seunghyun and Minhwan) on the other team. He gave a side look to their passed out Manager. It seemed that Manager Song really couldn’t take the heat and decided to take a nap under the hood of his umbrella. Hongki gave a loud sigh, it didn’t seem like Jaejin was up to some fun and Manager Song being currently asleep, it seemed like Hongki would spend this afternoon all bored and bothered. If only a specific guitarist was around…
On the other side of the vast desert:
“Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, look at me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Seunghyun’s shouting was the only noise Jonghun heard. He mumbled a curse before running behind the stupidly energetic tall boy.
“Seunghyun, don’t get lost! Hyung isn’t Dora; he won’t explore the place just to find you!” he shouted but none of his words broke any sense into Seunghyun’s brain, on the opposite, he seemed intent on getting Minhwan lost in the haze of his excitement with him too. “Not Minhwan! He’s my precious little boy!” Jonghun moaned.
“Let’s steal the pyramids!” Seunghyun excitedly suggested and Minhwan was too high on the heat to say no so he squealed and followed. Jonghun found himself contemplating shooting Seunghyun a ball of sand and knocking him out of his senses. That would make it harder to carry the rapper back to their hotel but it seemed worth it when Seunghyun suggested they use Jonghun shorts to store some of the legendary magical sand. Definitely worth it.
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