[One-Shot] The Ardent Master
The Ardent Master by knowmonsta
Jonghyun/Taemin / NC-17 / 1,486 words / PWP
Summary: Sequel to The Reluctant Servant. Jonghyun tests out Taemin's costume with pleasing results.
Jonghyun sits at the head of the dining room table, unable to conceal his grin as he stares at the bathroom door across from him. He can't wait to have the person behind it under his control.
"Taemin," he calls. "Come out."
The bathroom door cracks open and the first thing Jonghyun sees is part of a fish net covered leg peeking out of it. He smiles softly.
"All of the way," he says and Taemin slips slowly out of the crack and leans against the door. His gaze stays on the floor, embarrassed as Jonghyun looks him over. His eyes linger on Taemin's long legs covered from his toes up to his upper thighs fish net material. Very slowly he moves his gaze up. The dress is short; there's barely enough material to cover Taemin's private areas and yet it still feels like too much material to Jonghyun. He wants it off and fast.
He locks eyes with Taemin who shifts uncomfortably and he grins.
"Come here," he says and Taemin raises an eyebrow at the low, slightly rough tone in his voice. He smiles, feeling a bit more confident in his appearance, and walks over to Jonghyun not a painfully slow pace. Taemin straddles Jonghyun's lap, sitting directly on top of the slight bulge in his jeans. He wraps his arms around Jonghyun's neck and grins.
"Is there anything that I can do for you, Master?" he asks.
Jonghyun's lips connect with Taemin's in a millisecond, and Taemin feels his legs being hooked around the older boy's waist as he kisses him. He gasps as Jonghyun's fingers slide up his legs and he pulls his body as close to Jonghyun's as possible in response. Jonghyun groans, poking at Taemin's lips with his tongue, and Taemin moans as he lets Jonghyun slip his tongue inside of his mouth. He shivers as Jonghyun kisses him slowly, fingers traveling farther up his thighs and under the dress, rubbing his skin in light, circular motions. He moans and Jonghyun smirks into his mouth and breaks the kiss.
"I think we should move this somewhere else," he whispers. And he lifts Taemin from the chair and carries him to his room. He lays him on the bed and Taemin pulls him into another kiss by his shirt. Jonghyun tugs at the fish net stocking on his legs and finally manages to rip them off as he breaks the kiss again.
"Jong - " Taemin starts to whine, wanting Jonghyun's tongue in his mouth again but he stops and lets out a gasp as Jonghyun lifts one of his legs by the ankle and starts to trail his lips along it, slowly making his way to his inner thigh.
"What you can do for me," Jonghyun murmurs against his skin. "Is to relax and let me take care of everything."
Taemin moans as Jonghyun changes to tongue kisses against his skin while using his free hand to stroke his other thigh. He feels the warmth increasing between his legs extremely fast and whimpers.
"J-jong - " he whispers and Jonghyun smiles.
"Hmm?" he asks and Taemin moans as Jonghyun's teeth graze his thigh, fingers move closer and closer to the bulge in his briefs. Taemin inhales sharply as Jonghyun brushes his hand over it.
"You were saying?" he says gently biting down on Taemin's skin and Taemin lets out another moan.
"Jong -"
" - master," Jonghyun corrects and Taemin's next breath dies in his lungs as Jonghyun replaces his teeth with his tongue.
"Master," Taemin says quietly."Master please…"
Jonghyun grins, pulls Taemin's briefs off, and gives the younger male one last kiss on his mouth before his face disappears under the fabric of Taemin's dress. Taemin throws back his head and moans as Jonghyun's tongue traces the tip of his cock. Jonghyun rests Taemin's legs on his shoulders and slowly takes him in inch by inch, and Taemin's knees start shaking as Jonghyun sucks hard and slow.
"Oh God," he whispers, pushing his hips forward. "Oh God more."
Jonghyun pushes his hips back down on the mattress and Taemin whines, writhing as Jonghyun's tongue continues to tease him. He starts panting loudly after every lick, gasping for air. Jonghyun pulls back and deep throats him in one quick movement, causing Taemin to let out a long, loud cry as he climaxes, his lower body shaking. He lets his head fall back against the mattress as he catches his breath, chest rising and falling heavily. Jonghyun's unhooks his legs and crawls back on top of him, placing soft kisses on his neck as Taemin's breathing becomes stable once more.
"Don't tell me that you're tired already," Jonghyun says, voice rough in Taemin's ear and Taemin moans as he feels Jonghyun's hand slip under the dress and stroke at his skin.
"N-no," he stutters out.
"Good," Jonghyun replies, "because I'm nowhere near finished."
Taemin gasps as Jonghyun's hand gropes his ass.
"Turn over," Jonghyun whispers and a shiver runs through Taemin's spine down to his toes as he obeys. Jonghyun folds the skirt over with one hand as the other digs into his pocket and pulls out a tube of lube. Taemin whines impatiently as Jonghyun takes his time coating three of his fingers.
"Shh," Jonghyun says and Taemin moans as Jonghyun inserts a finger inside of him. He strokes slowly and Taemin wriggles under the touch, trying to force Jonghyun to move faster.
"Come on," he moans out loudly and Jonghyun smirks. He starts to move farther in and back, causing Taemin to whimper with every movement.
The second finger goes in roughly and Taemin groans loudly in pleasure as he takes hold of the bed sheets. Jonghyun moves at a faster pace and Taemin pushes back frantically. Jonghyun chuckles.
"Do you want me, Taemin?" he asks, putting his lips to Taemin's ear.
"Yes," he moans out as Jonghyun pushes his fingers deeper inside of him.
"Then beg for me," Jonghyun replies moving roughly inside of him and Taemin mewls in pleasure.
"Please," he says breathlessly.
"I'm not convinced," Jonghyun says, getting nearer and nearer to his prostate.
"Please," he tries again hoping he sounds as needy as he feels but Jonghyun's still not satisfied.
"Please who?" he says, grinning as Taemin becomes short of breath. His fingers change patterns, becoming scissor like in movement and Taemin's eyes close at the feeling as he chokes on the words he had opened his mouth to say. "Come on… please who?"
"P-please m-master," Taemin says through pants, eyes still closed.
"Please master what?" Jonghyun asks. Taemin lets out his loudest moan yet and it's filled with frustration. Jonghyun's fingers are doing nothing to help his coherency and he knows it.
"I'm waiting Taemin," Jonghyun whispers roughly. "Beg me."
"God please master fuck me," Taemin cries out desperately. "Fuck me now…"
Jonghyun's cock hardens at the words and he smirks. Enough stalling.
"Now that was persuasive," he says, kissing his ear. He moves off of Taemin, stripping off his first layer of clothing and Taemin watches, moaning impatiently as he sees the bulge in Jonghyun's boxers. Jonghyun smirks, removes the last of his clothes and climbs back on top of Taemin. He enters Taemin in two quick rough movements, and the younger boy groans in pleasure, gripping the bed sheets tighter.
"Move," he begs and Jonghyun obliges, thrusting hard. Taemin buries his head into his pillow and continues to whine in pleasure and Jonghyun feels completely aroused at the sounds.
"Louder Taemin," he says, gripping Taemin's hips and slamming into him harder and Taemin can't help but scream into the pillow, digging into the mattress with his nails.
"Yes," he moans out, hips jerking in rhythm with Jonghyun's movement. "Oh God don't stop."
Jonghyun goes in deeper and Taemin lets out a cry, breathing deeply and Jonghyun knows he's found his spot. He keeps thrusting until the only sounds coming from Taemin's mouth are words he can't understand. Taemin's body is becoming stiffer by the minute. He's close.
With one more hard thrust he sends Taemin over the edge. He screams Jonghyun's name into the pillow, quivering until he's finishing spilling all over the sheets. Jonghyun comes shortly afterward, groaning into Taemin's ear.
When Jonghyun's breathing is stable again he pulls out of Taemin, falls onto the mattress, and sighs with satisfaction. Taemin rolls over and snuggles against him and Jonghyun throws an arm over his waist. The younger male is still breathing hard, soaked with sweat, and pieces of wing are stuck to his face from moisture. Jonghyun smiles and kisses his forehead as he watches as Taemin's breathing steady.
"I don't think we should use this outfit very often," Taemin says after a while, face buried into Jonghyun's shoulder and Jonghyun laughs.
"That's fine, there's another one I wanted to try out anyway," he says.
Taemin groans and throws the sheets over his head.
Jonghyun/Taemin / NC-17 / 1,486 words / PWP
Summary: Sequel to The Reluctant Servant. Jonghyun tests out Taemin's costume with pleasing results.
Jonghyun sits at the head of the dining room table, unable to conceal his grin as he stares at the bathroom door across from him. He can't wait to have the person behind it under his control.
"Taemin," he calls. "Come out."
The bathroom door cracks open and the first thing Jonghyun sees is part of a fish net covered leg peeking out of it. He smiles softly.
"All of the way," he says and Taemin slips slowly out of the crack and leans against the door. His gaze stays on the floor, embarrassed as Jonghyun looks him over. His eyes linger on Taemin's long legs covered from his toes up to his upper thighs fish net material. Very slowly he moves his gaze up. The dress is short; there's barely enough material to cover Taemin's private areas and yet it still feels like too much material to Jonghyun. He wants it off and fast.
He locks eyes with Taemin who shifts uncomfortably and he grins.
"Come here," he says and Taemin raises an eyebrow at the low, slightly rough tone in his voice. He smiles, feeling a bit more confident in his appearance, and walks over to Jonghyun not a painfully slow pace. Taemin straddles Jonghyun's lap, sitting directly on top of the slight bulge in his jeans. He wraps his arms around Jonghyun's neck and grins.
"Is there anything that I can do for you, Master?" he asks.
Jonghyun's lips connect with Taemin's in a millisecond, and Taemin feels his legs being hooked around the older boy's waist as he kisses him. He gasps as Jonghyun's fingers slide up his legs and he pulls his body as close to Jonghyun's as possible in response. Jonghyun groans, poking at Taemin's lips with his tongue, and Taemin moans as he lets Jonghyun slip his tongue inside of his mouth. He shivers as Jonghyun kisses him slowly, fingers traveling farther up his thighs and under the dress, rubbing his skin in light, circular motions. He moans and Jonghyun smirks into his mouth and breaks the kiss.
"I think we should move this somewhere else," he whispers. And he lifts Taemin from the chair and carries him to his room. He lays him on the bed and Taemin pulls him into another kiss by his shirt. Jonghyun tugs at the fish net stocking on his legs and finally manages to rip them off as he breaks the kiss again.
"Jong - " Taemin starts to whine, wanting Jonghyun's tongue in his mouth again but he stops and lets out a gasp as Jonghyun lifts one of his legs by the ankle and starts to trail his lips along it, slowly making his way to his inner thigh.
"What you can do for me," Jonghyun murmurs against his skin. "Is to relax and let me take care of everything."
Taemin moans as Jonghyun changes to tongue kisses against his skin while using his free hand to stroke his other thigh. He feels the warmth increasing between his legs extremely fast and whimpers.
"J-jong - " he whispers and Jonghyun smiles.
"Hmm?" he asks and Taemin moans as Jonghyun's teeth graze his thigh, fingers move closer and closer to the bulge in his briefs. Taemin inhales sharply as Jonghyun brushes his hand over it.
"You were saying?" he says gently biting down on Taemin's skin and Taemin lets out another moan.
"Jong -"
" - master," Jonghyun corrects and Taemin's next breath dies in his lungs as Jonghyun replaces his teeth with his tongue.
"Master," Taemin says quietly."Master please…"
Jonghyun grins, pulls Taemin's briefs off, and gives the younger male one last kiss on his mouth before his face disappears under the fabric of Taemin's dress. Taemin throws back his head and moans as Jonghyun's tongue traces the tip of his cock. Jonghyun rests Taemin's legs on his shoulders and slowly takes him in inch by inch, and Taemin's knees start shaking as Jonghyun sucks hard and slow.
"Oh God," he whispers, pushing his hips forward. "Oh God more."
Jonghyun pushes his hips back down on the mattress and Taemin whines, writhing as Jonghyun's tongue continues to tease him. He starts panting loudly after every lick, gasping for air. Jonghyun pulls back and deep throats him in one quick movement, causing Taemin to let out a long, loud cry as he climaxes, his lower body shaking. He lets his head fall back against the mattress as he catches his breath, chest rising and falling heavily. Jonghyun's unhooks his legs and crawls back on top of him, placing soft kisses on his neck as Taemin's breathing becomes stable once more.
"Don't tell me that you're tired already," Jonghyun says, voice rough in Taemin's ear and Taemin moans as he feels Jonghyun's hand slip under the dress and stroke at his skin.
"N-no," he stutters out.
"Good," Jonghyun replies, "because I'm nowhere near finished."
Taemin gasps as Jonghyun's hand gropes his ass.
"Turn over," Jonghyun whispers and a shiver runs through Taemin's spine down to his toes as he obeys. Jonghyun folds the skirt over with one hand as the other digs into his pocket and pulls out a tube of lube. Taemin whines impatiently as Jonghyun takes his time coating three of his fingers.
"Shh," Jonghyun says and Taemin moans as Jonghyun inserts a finger inside of him. He strokes slowly and Taemin wriggles under the touch, trying to force Jonghyun to move faster.
"Come on," he moans out loudly and Jonghyun smirks. He starts to move farther in and back, causing Taemin to whimper with every movement.
The second finger goes in roughly and Taemin groans loudly in pleasure as he takes hold of the bed sheets. Jonghyun moves at a faster pace and Taemin pushes back frantically. Jonghyun chuckles.
"Do you want me, Taemin?" he asks, putting his lips to Taemin's ear.
"Yes," he moans out as Jonghyun pushes his fingers deeper inside of him.
"Then beg for me," Jonghyun replies moving roughly inside of him and Taemin mewls in pleasure.
"Please," he says breathlessly.
"I'm not convinced," Jonghyun says, getting nearer and nearer to his prostate.
"Please," he tries again hoping he sounds as needy as he feels but Jonghyun's still not satisfied.
"Please who?" he says, grinning as Taemin becomes short of breath. His fingers change patterns, becoming scissor like in movement and Taemin's eyes close at the feeling as he chokes on the words he had opened his mouth to say. "Come on… please who?"
"P-please m-master," Taemin says through pants, eyes still closed.
"Please master what?" Jonghyun asks. Taemin lets out his loudest moan yet and it's filled with frustration. Jonghyun's fingers are doing nothing to help his coherency and he knows it.
"I'm waiting Taemin," Jonghyun whispers roughly. "Beg me."
"God please master fuck me," Taemin cries out desperately. "Fuck me now…"
Jonghyun's cock hardens at the words and he smirks. Enough stalling.
"Now that was persuasive," he says, kissing his ear. He moves off of Taemin, stripping off his first layer of clothing and Taemin watches, moaning impatiently as he sees the bulge in Jonghyun's boxers. Jonghyun smirks, removes the last of his clothes and climbs back on top of Taemin. He enters Taemin in two quick rough movements, and the younger boy groans in pleasure, gripping the bed sheets tighter.
"Move," he begs and Jonghyun obliges, thrusting hard. Taemin buries his head into his pillow and continues to whine in pleasure and Jonghyun feels completely aroused at the sounds.
"Louder Taemin," he says, gripping Taemin's hips and slamming into him harder and Taemin can't help but scream into the pillow, digging into the mattress with his nails.
"Yes," he moans out, hips jerking in rhythm with Jonghyun's movement. "Oh God don't stop."
Jonghyun goes in deeper and Taemin lets out a cry, breathing deeply and Jonghyun knows he's found his spot. He keeps thrusting until the only sounds coming from Taemin's mouth are words he can't understand. Taemin's body is becoming stiffer by the minute. He's close.
With one more hard thrust he sends Taemin over the edge. He screams Jonghyun's name into the pillow, quivering until he's finishing spilling all over the sheets. Jonghyun comes shortly afterward, groaning into Taemin's ear.
When Jonghyun's breathing is stable again he pulls out of Taemin, falls onto the mattress, and sighs with satisfaction. Taemin rolls over and snuggles against him and Jonghyun throws an arm over his waist. The younger male is still breathing hard, soaked with sweat, and pieces of wing are stuck to his face from moisture. Jonghyun smiles and kisses his forehead as he watches as Taemin's breathing steady.
"I don't think we should use this outfit very often," Taemin says after a while, face buried into Jonghyun's shoulder and Jonghyun laughs.
"That's fine, there's another one I wanted to try out anyway," he says.
Taemin groans and throws the sheets over his head.