Fanfiction: Tease [Drabble]
Title: Tease
Pairing: JongKey
Rating: NC-17 (smut)
Word Count: 559
Summary: Jonghyun knows how to tease Key in just the right way.
A/N: This seems a bit too familiar to another Jongkey I read recently, and I apologize to the author of that. Yeonah, darling, please don't read.
It started when they walked into the studio. They’d bowed to Taeyeon-unni and taken their respective seats. Jonghyun had rolled close to him and pressed a hand against his as he leaned forward to whisper something he never quite could remember in his ear. The sensual whisper of hot breath made him flush slightly, made blood rush south.
Partway through the show, hot fingers tickled him through his jeans, splaying up his inner thigh through thin fabric. Key frowned, knowing where they were. Jonghyun wasn't looking at him, but he didn't need to either. The thought of it bothered him. They were at a radio show, for fucks sake. Not alone in their beds. Jonghyun pressed his fingers subtly against the bump of his jeans, smirking in satisfaction as it grew. Kibum laced his fingers together to stop a moan from escaping.
Minho glanced at them and then looked back towards the front again quickly. Jonghyun's marauding finger slid against the rim of his jeans, teasing the soft flesh beneath. Kibum let out a swift gasp when he tugged and the button on his jeans undid themselves. He shot the blonde a glare that was hidden by his fingers. Jonghyun widened his eyes and gave him a wide grin in response.
Jonghyun's fingers pressed against his member through his underwear this time, and he swiftly hardened all the way, uncomfortably open. The show started to wrap up, and he had to rebutton and rezip the work that had been done by the roaming fingers. Jonghyun's hand disappeared as he smiled and gave Taeyeon-unni a hug. Kibum stood awkwardly, pulling down his shirt to cover his arousal. He was starting to sweat as he stared at the way Jonghyun moved, at the small patch of skin between blonde hair and clothes.
Kibum painfully made his way after the others, his arousal almost painful in how bare and unsatisfied it was. It was tight against his jeans, and his pre-cum was ruining the silk underwear he wore. When they made it to the hallway, Jonghyun cupped a hand around his chin, pressing Key against the wall and pressing hot lips against his. A knee pressed in between his legs and Key moaned as tongue touched his open, craving mouth. His hands fisted Jonghyun's shirt.
"You fucking bastard," he gasped, the sound turning into a moan as Jonghyun pressed against him, gyrating his hips slowly against Key until he came hard, choking on his tongue as he bit back the noise, his hips lifting against Jonghyun's as he released seed into his underwear, a stain slowly seeping into the cloth of his jeans. Jonghyun's hands were gripping his waist, keeping him from collapsing.
He glared darkly into Jonghyun's smirking face. He knew how much the boy liked to make him come so easy. "Fuck you," he moaned, biting down on the man's lip and tearing himself away, walking off and feeling completely unsatisfied and gross to the point of where he snapped at Minho for taking too long to get in the van.
When Jonghyun slipped into the seat beside him, Key was smirking again, In the back of the van his manicured hand slipped up the shirt of the blond beside him, ready to pay him back for the come that was soaking the inside of another pair of ruined underwear.
Written: 11/11/09
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Pairing: JongKey
Rating: NC-17 (smut)
Word Count: 559
Summary: Jonghyun knows how to tease Key in just the right way.
A/N: This seems a bit too familiar to another Jongkey I read recently, and I apologize to the author of that. Yeonah, darling, please don't read.
It started when they walked into the studio. They’d bowed to Taeyeon-unni and taken their respective seats. Jonghyun had rolled close to him and pressed a hand against his as he leaned forward to whisper something he never quite could remember in his ear. The sensual whisper of hot breath made him flush slightly, made blood rush south.
Partway through the show, hot fingers tickled him through his jeans, splaying up his inner thigh through thin fabric. Key frowned, knowing where they were. Jonghyun wasn't looking at him, but he didn't need to either. The thought of it bothered him. They were at a radio show, for fucks sake. Not alone in their beds. Jonghyun pressed his fingers subtly against the bump of his jeans, smirking in satisfaction as it grew. Kibum laced his fingers together to stop a moan from escaping.
Minho glanced at them and then looked back towards the front again quickly. Jonghyun's marauding finger slid against the rim of his jeans, teasing the soft flesh beneath. Kibum let out a swift gasp when he tugged and the button on his jeans undid themselves. He shot the blonde a glare that was hidden by his fingers. Jonghyun widened his eyes and gave him a wide grin in response.
Jonghyun's fingers pressed against his member through his underwear this time, and he swiftly hardened all the way, uncomfortably open. The show started to wrap up, and he had to rebutton and rezip the work that had been done by the roaming fingers. Jonghyun's hand disappeared as he smiled and gave Taeyeon-unni a hug. Kibum stood awkwardly, pulling down his shirt to cover his arousal. He was starting to sweat as he stared at the way Jonghyun moved, at the small patch of skin between blonde hair and clothes.
Kibum painfully made his way after the others, his arousal almost painful in how bare and unsatisfied it was. It was tight against his jeans, and his pre-cum was ruining the silk underwear he wore. When they made it to the hallway, Jonghyun cupped a hand around his chin, pressing Key against the wall and pressing hot lips against his. A knee pressed in between his legs and Key moaned as tongue touched his open, craving mouth. His hands fisted Jonghyun's shirt.
"You fucking bastard," he gasped, the sound turning into a moan as Jonghyun pressed against him, gyrating his hips slowly against Key until he came hard, choking on his tongue as he bit back the noise, his hips lifting against Jonghyun's as he released seed into his underwear, a stain slowly seeping into the cloth of his jeans. Jonghyun's hands were gripping his waist, keeping him from collapsing.
He glared darkly into Jonghyun's smirking face. He knew how much the boy liked to make him come so easy. "Fuck you," he moaned, biting down on the man's lip and tearing himself away, walking off and feeling completely unsatisfied and gross to the point of where he snapped at Minho for taking too long to get in the van.
When Jonghyun slipped into the seat beside him, Key was smirking again, In the back of the van his manicured hand slipped up the shirt of the blond beside him, ready to pay him back for the come that was soaking the inside of another pair of ruined underwear.
Written: 11/11/09
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