i finally wrote something!! O.O
Title: Table
Rating: NC-17
Genre: smut
Pairing: Taemin/Key/Jonghyun
A/N: (ninja dbsk pairings)
Summary: Night time is play time. Hehe.
“So this is why..” Taemin’s voice is barely audible. He’s sliding deeper into Key. Thighs touching the table. The table that was rumoured to have once belonged to DBSK hyungs.
Key’s legs are wrapped around Taemin’s body. One on his side, the other over his shoulder. Taemin can hardly think now, as he looks at Key arched across their dining room table. But he does think in spurts.
Picturing Jonghyun hyung doing the exact same. Seeing the exact same jutting hipbones biased by a suckable cock belonging to Key. Mikey Yoochun or perhaps Jaejoong sunbae in a similar position. Held onto by Yunho sunbae. Or was it the other way around? Key has become them all and himself in one fantasy.
Jonghyun replies only in a grunt and positions himself on the other side of the table. Cock teasing at Key’s eagerly awaiting mouth. Key’s head is falling off the table. The perfect position. He takes Jjong in. moaning around his lover’s hard dick. Taemin’s doing his job down there. Key looks like a whore and an angel all in one moment. If Jonghyun didn’t know better, he’d presume the first. But he knows much better.
It hadn’t started out as a threesome. Taemin and Jonghyun are two entirely separate entities. But Jonghyun is a jealous fucker. He figures that if Key is going to fuck other guys, he should at the very least, be a part of the game. And Tae? Taemin is just a horny teenager. It doesn’t matter, as long as he gets to stick his dick in something warm and tight.
Key has the pleasure or responsibility -however you look at it- of being in two places at once. A rough position to be in, if you’re trying to get lost and cum right away. Fucking Taemin for the first time in Jonghyun’s favourite place would be burdensome, but Jjong doesn’t know it’s their first time. Jjong doesn’t know much, in Key’s opinion. And it’s a relief. Both of them are simple enough to do this and not make a big deal about it afterward. Minho would be comparing himself the entire time to either one. And Onew would bolt from the room the second Taemin started taking off his pants.
Taemin has become silent, except for his deep breathing. You couldn’t get this kid to shut up just minutes ago. Anxiety coupled with eagerness had urged him into practically commentating their foreplay. An annoying habit that Jonghyun had repeatedly tried to kiss out of him. Bite out of him. Grind out of him. Jonghyun settled for just leaving him alone to get his own pleasure. The only thing that worked anyway was his cock being surrounded by Key’s tightness.
Now they are all just breathing. Enjoying. Moaning. There is a mewl -a whimper- escaping Key’s throat as Taemin fucks him exactly right. And he pauses from his task. Eyes closing. “Jonghyun.” He whispers and grabs his lover’s hip to bring him back in place.
They all want to hold out the longest, but the all want to cum. Taemin hasn’t even touched Key’s cock yet but his focus on pleasuring them both and being pleasured is getting overwhelming. In part of his mind, it turns him on more than a hand-job even would.
There is a sudden sequence of events and they all collapse, like blocks stacked much too high. Taemin realizes his duty to his hyung just as Jonghyun pulls out of Key’s mouth and starts stroking himself. A few flick of the wrist, and his jiz is warm and delicious all across Key’s lips and chin. The taste, the sensation, coupled with Taemin’s jerky movements pulls Key into his own release. And of course, his tightening around Taemin -who’s already so close- brings the magnae along with them.
Jonghyun sits down in the chair closest to him. Taemin pulls out and leans on tired arms placed still on ether side of Key’s body. Key is the only one who notices their uncomfortable positions. “I’m not sleeping on this cold table all night.” He murmurs.
Taemin scoops one arm under his neck to help him up, and they all shuffle back to their respective beds.
Rating: NC-17
Genre: smut
Pairing: Taemin/Key/Jonghyun
A/N: (ninja dbsk pairings)
Summary: Night time is play time. Hehe.
“So this is why..” Taemin’s voice is barely audible. He’s sliding deeper into Key. Thighs touching the table. The table that was rumoured to have once belonged to DBSK hyungs.
Key’s legs are wrapped around Taemin’s body. One on his side, the other over his shoulder. Taemin can hardly think now, as he looks at Key arched across their dining room table. But he does think in spurts.
Picturing Jonghyun hyung doing the exact same. Seeing the exact same jutting hipbones biased by a suckable cock belonging to Key. Mikey Yoochun or perhaps Jaejoong sunbae in a similar position. Held onto by Yunho sunbae. Or was it the other way around? Key has become them all and himself in one fantasy.
Jonghyun replies only in a grunt and positions himself on the other side of the table. Cock teasing at Key’s eagerly awaiting mouth. Key’s head is falling off the table. The perfect position. He takes Jjong in. moaning around his lover’s hard dick. Taemin’s doing his job down there. Key looks like a whore and an angel all in one moment. If Jonghyun didn’t know better, he’d presume the first. But he knows much better.
It hadn’t started out as a threesome. Taemin and Jonghyun are two entirely separate entities. But Jonghyun is a jealous fucker. He figures that if Key is going to fuck other guys, he should at the very least, be a part of the game. And Tae? Taemin is just a horny teenager. It doesn’t matter, as long as he gets to stick his dick in something warm and tight.
Key has the pleasure or responsibility -however you look at it- of being in two places at once. A rough position to be in, if you’re trying to get lost and cum right away. Fucking Taemin for the first time in Jonghyun’s favourite place would be burdensome, but Jjong doesn’t know it’s their first time. Jjong doesn’t know much, in Key’s opinion. And it’s a relief. Both of them are simple enough to do this and not make a big deal about it afterward. Minho would be comparing himself the entire time to either one. And Onew would bolt from the room the second Taemin started taking off his pants.
Taemin has become silent, except for his deep breathing. You couldn’t get this kid to shut up just minutes ago. Anxiety coupled with eagerness had urged him into practically commentating their foreplay. An annoying habit that Jonghyun had repeatedly tried to kiss out of him. Bite out of him. Grind out of him. Jonghyun settled for just leaving him alone to get his own pleasure. The only thing that worked anyway was his cock being surrounded by Key’s tightness.
Now they are all just breathing. Enjoying. Moaning. There is a mewl -a whimper- escaping Key’s throat as Taemin fucks him exactly right. And he pauses from his task. Eyes closing. “Jonghyun.” He whispers and grabs his lover’s hip to bring him back in place.
They all want to hold out the longest, but the all want to cum. Taemin hasn’t even touched Key’s cock yet but his focus on pleasuring them both and being pleasured is getting overwhelming. In part of his mind, it turns him on more than a hand-job even would.
There is a sudden sequence of events and they all collapse, like blocks stacked much too high. Taemin realizes his duty to his hyung just as Jonghyun pulls out of Key’s mouth and starts stroking himself. A few flick of the wrist, and his jiz is warm and delicious all across Key’s lips and chin. The taste, the sensation, coupled with Taemin’s jerky movements pulls Key into his own release. And of course, his tightening around Taemin -who’s already so close- brings the magnae along with them.
Jonghyun sits down in the chair closest to him. Taemin pulls out and leans on tired arms placed still on ether side of Key’s body. Key is the only one who notices their uncomfortable positions. “I’m not sleeping on this cold table all night.” He murmurs.
Taemin scoops one arm under his neck to help him up, and they all shuffle back to their respective beds.