[13] Valley of the Dolls
valley of the dolls
Pairing: Jonghyun x Key
Rating: r
Word Count: 1120w
Summary: It wasn't everyday that Jonghyun saw something this nice.
Note: I made a joke about pinup boy Key on tumblr and this happened.
It wasn't everyday that Jonghyun saw something this nice.
Actually he hasn't seen anything soft and beautiful and nice ever since he was deployed out in the village barracks. The endless days and years of mud, rain and men with body odor only did so much for him. After the first month, even his hand lost its touch and nowadays he could only sigh tiredly before rolling over to sleep, his appetite weakly satisfied, pants uncomfortably sticky, and hands smelling like cum.
But today was his lucky day.
He had been sent into the city to pick up the General only to find out that the General's plane was delayed by a day. The man at the service desk had jealously told him to spend the night at the only empty room in hotel, at the military's expense, to wait. The room was bare and a bit drab, but Jonghyun was the type to look on the bright side and quickly found an aspect of the room that he was appreciative of, the view. The window was wide, spacious, and overlooked a small garden sparsely decorated with small trees and bushes. But that wasn't what Jonghyun liked about the view, he was most appreciative in what he could peer into the private rooms across the way.
In actuality it was more of a private photography studio, one that specialized in pinup modeling. Because of his time spent in the army, Jonghyun has seen his fair share of pinups, tucked away in lockers and hidden in mattresses. A few of the photos that he has seen were subtly sensual while others were blatantly wanton. And although Jonghyun was a busy man, he knew how to appreciate beauty in various shapes and forms.
The studio was situated perfectly that, if Jonghyun was lying on his back, propped up on the single hotel bed pillow, he could easily see every dip and curve of the silken smooth bodies posed on richly embroidered chaises and elegant chairs. Life was great. Model after gorgeous model had come and gone and had their photos taken, each exuding their own sense of style and appeal. After spending an embarrassing amount of time staring at the generous curves of a lovely redhead and the long limbs of a stunning blonde, Jonghyun had to run to the bathroom to relieve himself.
When he came back he could feel his jaw metaphorically hit the ground and smack against the front doors of hell. In his pre-military days, Jonghyun has seen his fair share of pretty girls, and today, his share of fetching pinup models, but he had troubles breathing as he saw a someone more beautiful than all the other girls in his life.
It was a pinup boy.
He found himself in a stupor as he stared at the male. By now the set has changed, a simple bed was centered in the room, dark sheets nearly melting into the blackened wood of the walls. Lounging daintily on the sheets, across thousands of feathers, was the boy. He was young, perhaps a year or two younger than Jonghyun himself, and was dressed simply in a pair of white lace stockings and striped panties. He could feel himself becoming more damned as he drank in every single moment of the model's shoot.
Obsidian eyes sparkled coyly in the studio lights, daring the photographer for a better model than he. As the boy rolled playfully on his side and sat up gracefully, Jonghyun could feel pleasant heat pool at the pit of his gut as he focused on a rounded bottom and the softest looking tummy, one that tensed with every brush of a feather, sensitive like a newborn babe. Jonghyun couldn't help but moan loudly when rouged lips pouted childishly, in a gesture of supposed innocence. Supposed, as Jonghyun felt the weight of the sultry gaze burn through his system like the most dangerous drug. The boy was now splayed on his back, soft body spread out for all to see, feathers strewn everywhere, hands tangled in his own honey brown hair.
By now Jonghyun had once again scrambled for his trouser buttons, hands clumsily trying to unbutton and loosen up, desperately trying to relieve the painful erection that had formed. He hissed not so quietly as he wrapped the rough pads of his fingers around his dick, just in time to see the boy smile sweetly at Jonghyun's window. A stocking clad leg was raised high in the air in a show of flexibility before a garter was eased down a milky thigh. The boy tossed his head back as he toyed with the lace garter, material curled obscenely around fingers before it was brushed across his own chest, across small perky nipples. A quiet moan could be heard, just above the sounds of Jonghyun furiously sliding his hands across his erection.
Jonghyun could feel that telltale tightening of his abdomen as he felt an orgasm coming. With one last longing look at the boy, the boy who was still on bed, this time teasing the small striped panties off his bottom, Jonghyun came all over his hand.
He laid on the bed, breath catching as he could feel his heart struggle to maintain itself, body overcome with exhaustion, stress, and pent-up sexual need. Lifting himself back up just a few inches, he could still make out the window. To his disappointment the boy's panties were still not shed. However to his delight, the boy was currently sitting up, dial phone in hand, plush thighs spread attractively as he pretended to call a lover.
Jonghyun gave a yelp and fell off of his bed when his hotel phone rang. Staring suspiciously at the device, he let it ring twice before answering.
"...hi? Hello? This is room 0923 speaking." Despite his current state of mind, Jonghyun knew better than to give away his position in the army. He was the youngest lieutenant in his squad's history and he liked to keep that honor.
"I saw you looking. Did you enjoy the view?"
The soldier stared at the phone, large eyes clouded in confusion. He didn't recognize the slightly whiny voice on the other line.
"W-what?"
"I said, did you enjoy the view from your hotel room? Because I sure did."
Jonghyun turned around only to see the pinup boy on the balcony, wrapped in a tiny silk robe, phone casually tucked in the crook of his shoulder. The boy's dark eyes glittered as he could feel Jonghyun's gaze lock in on his bare thighs. He turned and glided back into the darkened depths of the room.
The smooth voice chuckled into the phone. "I'll take that as a yes."