Coming Out Top; Minho/Key
This is the fun Minho & Key had in mind.
Who succeeded? Who dominated? Who exactly had the upper hand in their relationship?
Presenting the final instalment of the series of oneshots in the same universe as The Joke's On You and Payback is Sweet that may or may not answer the above questions. It's up to you to decide.
Picture this.
Minho and Key. Tousled hair. Dreamy, clouded eyes. Moist, swollen lips. Mingled breaths. Skin covered with little beads of sweat and marked with bruising love bites. Clothes tossed aside to the floor and long forgotten. Fingers laced and limbs tangled together. Bodies comfortably aligned to each other, fitting like a second skin, one on top of another.
Such a beautiful image, wasn't it? Yet, that was all there was to it. It was just an image, a still image that is, as if Minho and Key were frozen in place and modelling for artists to draw. There was absolutely no action happening at the moment. Everything had come to a standstill with both Minho and Key leaning their foreheads against each other, looking with their eyes not exactly focused at one another, as they put everything on hold and used the time to catch their breaths. Everything had happened too fast too furious, and as much as they were both eager to pick up from where they left off, there was a little issue they had to settle first…
“Come on, Minho, let me top.” Kibum requested as he rubbed his forehead against his lover, almost like a kitten seeking attention.
Minho sighed, eyeing their position, and at the same time, let his hands roam on the blonde’s back. “You are on top, Kibummie.”
“Minho…” Kibum focused his vision on the rapper and pleaded soundlessly.
Unable to resist Kibum’s inviting lips, Minho lifted his head for their lips to meet in a simple kiss before he asked, “Why, bummie? Why do you want to be on top?”
“It’s our first time, let’s make this special?”
“It’s special whether or not you’re on top.”
“Exactly!” Kibum grinned and bit Minho gently on his chin. “So let me?”
“Kibum…”
“Please?”
Seeing that Kibum had widened his eyes and pursed his lips, Minho instantly gave his lover a warning, “Don’t you dare use aegyo on me.”
“Fine, I won’t.” Kibum huffed, his unhappiness only lasting for a second because in the next, a glint of mischief sparkled in his eyes, “I’ll do something else then.”
Lifting a little of his weight off Minho, Kibum trailed kisses across his lover’s face until he reached the rapper’s ear. Minho couldn’t see what Kibum was doing but he most certainly could feel it. And what he felt had sent a shiver down his spine and caused a low moan to escape his lips. Kibum had licked the shell of his ear before nipping his lobe and whispering hotly directly into his ear.
“Let me fuck you tonight, baby… and I’ll not only let you fuck me in whatever position you want after but I’ll also grant you one wish.”
“Tempting.” Licking his lips, Minho thought out loud as Kibum moved back to look straight into his eyes.
“You know you want to, Minho yah…” Slowly, Kibum slid his hand down Minho’s body, knowing how sensitive the rapper was to his touch.
Minho groaned, both in pleasure and in exasperation. “When did I ever not give in to you?”
“Precisely…” Kibum smiled deviously, purposely stopping his hand just before it could touch where Minho wanted it most and abruptly brought it back up so he could stretch and reach out for the bottle of lube he very much needed to get things started. “You’re going to get lucky tonight, baby.”
With Kibum intentionally grinding his hips on him and rubbing their erections together, Minho breathed out heavily and ran a hand through his already messy hair. “God Kibum… hurry the fuck up, will you? I can’t guarantee that I won’t flip you over and fuck you instead if you keep teasing me like this.”
“Sure, baby.” Kibum smirked and finally moved down Minho’s body, positioning himself between the rapper’s thighs and spreading his legs further apart.
Quivering with excitement with the knowledge that he was going to get what he wanted, Kibum squeezed a generous amount of lube on his fingers before he bent down and licked a long stripe up Minho’s cock and at the same time, circled Minho’s entrance and wasted no time in pushing a finger in.
Minho’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, feeling everything at once all at the same time. It was simply too much to handle. With Kibum continuing his ministrations, Minho covered his mouth with the back of his hand and willed himself to focus on the pleasure rather than the pain. Boy oh boy could Kibum work magic with that talented mouth of his. Minho couldn’t resist reaching out with his free hand to grasp the back of Kibum’s head and guide the blonde even though he obviously needed no guidance. Knowing that he was distracting Minho the right way and taking his moans as a good sign, it wasn’t soon before long Kibum had a second finger in Minho.
“Fuck, Kibum.” Minho gasped, head instantly lifting from the bed but slowly adjusting to the intrusion and relaxing himself for his lover. It was an odd feeling but Minho could definitely get used to it.
Pumping his fingers in and out of Minho, Kibum continued to work the rapper open slowly but steadily. Good things should never be rushed…
“Feels good?” Kibum took Minho’s cock into his mouth again and sucked hard, releasing it only after he kissed the head of his cock, tasting his precome. “Enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“You don’t even know, Kibum…” Already finding it difficult to breathe, Minho risked looking down at the blonde.
It was a risk, alright. Minho’s breath had instantly caught in his throat when he met Kibum’s lust filled eyes first and then saw the image of his cock resting against his lover’s pretty cupid bow lips. In the next second, a third finger entered into his hole and Minho, with his eyes screwed tightly shut, knew for sure Kibum had chosen such a timing on purpose.
“You bastard.” Minho cursed, feeling Kibum’s fingers slide deeper in him and willing his body to accept the added stretch, which was in fact, getting him all hot and bothered. “Enough, damn it, just- holy shit, Kibum- fucking get on with it.”
“You curse a lot.” Kibum quipped while he did what he was told, easing his fingers out of Minho and then crawling back on top of the rapper before he used the very same hand to stroke his own erection and position his cock at Minho’s twitching hole. “It’s kinda hot though.”
Connecting their lips in a heated passionate kiss that involved more tongue than lips, Minho slid his hand to squeeze Kibum’s milky ass and urge him forward. “You’ll be cursing a whole lot very soon.”
Taking the hint, Kibum looked down at where their hips met and slowly sheathed himself in the welcoming heat of his lover, watching as his cock disappeared into Minho’s body.
“Fuck.” Kibum’s mind was blown. “Fucking hell.”
Although Minho had grit his teeth in discomfort, the rapper still released a breathy laugh at Kibum’s reaction. “Told you so.”
“Shit Minho, you’re goddamn tight.” Kibum moaned and looked back up at Minho, kissing his lover as he finally began moving his hips rhythmically. “Feels so fucking good…”
Minho hissed upon feeling the delicious friction of his own erection trapped between their bodies and rubbing against their stomachs as Kibum moved against him.
“You okay?” Kibum asked, concerned that Minho wasn’t enjoying this as much as he was, “Tell me if you’re not-”
“Too much talking, Kibum.” Minho interrupted the blonde with a groan, “Just pick up the speed.”
Kibum was moving too excruciatingly slow for Minho’s pleasure. And as if he was put up to a challenge, Kibum’s eyes lit up with determination and in the next second, began thrusting deeper and harder into Minho. Nothing else mattered at that point in time except for the movement of their bodies together. Their lips worked lazily against one another, hands roaming around the other’s body, and a couple of thrusts later, Kibum’s effort to pick up the pace turned out to be a brilliant decision because Minho had breathed in sharply at one particular thrust.
“Found it.” With a cunning smile, Kibum whispered seductively against Minho’s lips and continued to thrust into the rapper at the same angle. “You’re gonna love me so fucking much, Choi Minho.”
Minho remained silent, unable to form any words or coherent thoughts because pleasure was filling every cell of his body. Faster and faster Kibum was fucking him and it was sexy as hell with the blonde looking deep into his eyes, full concentration on watching his every expression to remember the moment.
“Fuck, Minho, you’re so hot.” Kibum gasped as he felt his impending orgasm building quickly, losing his rhythm and pushing erratically into Minho’s tightness that was getting too much for him to handle. “I can’t… I-”
“Kibum, you’re gorgeous.” Minho let out a breathy moan, wrapping his legs around Kibum’s slim waist and pulling him closer in an attempt to get Kibum deeper in him.
With his hands pressed onto Kibum’s shoulders, Minho was the first to find release, his orgasm ripping through him so hard that his mind went a total blank, his body jerking uncontrollably as his cum spilled onto their stomachs.
Watching Minho’s features tense with pleasure was the last straw for Kibum. And if that wasn’t enough, the added pleasure of Minho’s walls clenching tightly around his cock was all Kibum needed to finally shatter and reach his orgasm, releasing his cum inside Minho. The pleasure, too, was so intense for Kibum that his body gave out and he fell breathlessly onto the rapper, pulling himself out unhurriedly. Kibum had honestly never felt so content and satisfied in his life before. This was something he definitely could get addicted to…
Still trying to come down from his high, Kibum felt a hand on the side of his face turning him and the next thing he knew, his lips were caught in light tender kisses. Minho’s kisses were so soothing that Kibum wished he never stopped kissing him.
“You’re amazing.” Kibum mumbled out loud, reluctantly tearing their mouths apart to say, “I don’t know why we didn’t do this earlier.”
“You were too busy testing my limits.” Minho answered with a smile, pushing Kibum’s fringe away from his eyes affectionately, “Aren’t you glad I decided to take the first step?”
“Shut up Minho, I just fucked you.”
“Wow, classy, Kibum.” Minho had been stunned for a moment but he was quick to make a comeback, “Don’t think I forgot about the deal you made me earlier...”
Kibum’s lips parted with surprise. “Don’t tell me you’re ready for another round right now…”
“No, not tonight.” Minho shook his head, “But I am ready to tell you my wish.”
“Fine, what do you want from me, Choi Minho?” Kibum demanded to know as he rested his chin on Minho’s chest.
After pausing for a moment, Minho took in a deep breath and said in a sincere, serious tone, “I want you to be the constant in my life.”
As if time had stopped after hearing Minho’s wish, Kibum froze. The only thing he could feel was not only his heart thumping in his chest but Minho’s heart too. And it suddenly hit him, that Minho had it all planned right from the start.
“Wow Minho, you’re smart.” Kibum said and then pointed out, “I don’t even have the chance to reject you since I promised to grant you a wish.”
A smug smile slowly grew on Minho’s face.
“Always remember who you’re up against, Kibummie.”
Instead of flaring up, a chuckle escaped Kibum’s lips as he reached out to touch Minho’s face and singsonged, “Oh Minho… Minho, Minho, Minho…”
Minho raised his eyebrow in question, still waiting for an answer from Kibum.
“Be prepared.” Kibum simply said before he raised himself up to speak directly into Minho’s ear with a wicked glint in his eyes, “Our sex life is going to be amazing.”