[FIC] PROMPT #2: TELEPHONE BOOTH
Prompt #2: Telephone Booth
Pairing(s): Minjae/Jaeming
Genre: Smut
Rating: R/NC-17
Summary: Smut writing prompts for Tani involving JaeMin having sex in different places with different scenarios.
Prompt #2: In a telephone booth on a rainy day.
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The weatherman had predicted clear blue skies with no rain in sight, which was why Changmin had agreed to take the forty minute walk home with his boyfriend, Jaejoong. They had just left Changmin’s parents house, after spending the afternoon with his family, consisting of his nephews, who fussed over all over his beautiful lover while Jaejoong showered them with affection in returned.
The taller man smiled at that memory as he walked side by side, hand-in-hand, with Jaejoong ignoring the looks that shifted their way. However, the tranquility was ruined by a drop of cool rain that fell on to his tan cheek, making him aware of the angry clouds that had rapidly begun to form.
Within seconds, a near typhoon had erupted, and he and his lover found themselves already soaked to the bone. Changmin cursed loudly as he ran hand-in-hand with Jaejoong as the smaller man’s bell-like laughter rang out over the roaring of thunder. They pushed against the powerful wind and rain, until they found shelter inside of a telephone booth.
Now here they were. Shivering and huddled inside the constricted space of the booth while Changmin was practically leaning over Jaejoong, whose back was digging painfully into the counter. The rain pounded loudly against the glass doors, but neither had the energy to care as they started ringing out their clothes that were now plastered against their skin.
“Looks like we’re going to be stuck here for a while,” Jaejoong groaned as he took out his now destroyed phone from his pocket, watching as water dripped out from behind the screen, “Shit, I just got this phone.”
Changmin was about to comment about how Jaejoong had a million cellphones at the apartment when he noticed that the smaller man was glaring at him, obvious blame in his eyes, “What? What did I do?”
“This is all your fault.”
“How is this fault?” Changmin countered looking annoyed. He knew full well what Jaejoong was talking about, but he knew it was always better just to feign innocence in this situation. Even if it did drive his boyfriend crazy when he failed to admit he was wrong.
“I told you we should’ve brought our umbrellas. But nooo, you were so sure it wasn’t going to rain today,” Jaejoong rolled his eyes and continued in heavy sarcasm that matched Changmin’s own, “well, I don’t know if you noticed baby, but I think it’s raining.”
The taller man squeezed out some of rain water that had taken refuge in his jacket, which started forming a puddle on the floor of the booth, and retorted, “Well excuse me for believing the weatherman. After all, it IS his job. Besides, don’t snap at me because your phone is ruined. You have a million of them at home, just use those.”
Jaejoong pouted, showing off those soft, tempting lip that always made Changmin want to slam him against the nearest wall and kiss him into oblivion. The beautiful redhead turned to the side as he started to ring out his soaked locks, deciding to ignore his lover completely. Changmin just sighed heavily and watched as the liquid fell from his boyfriend’s silky hair and then ran slowly down his elegant neck. His eyes never left the droplets…and soon he felt his chilled body’s temperature rise significant at the sight of his wet boyfriend.
He shook his head. Molesting an angry and annoyed Jaejoong in a random phone booth was not the best idea. Even if the man did look so deliciously sexy when wet….or that Changmin hadn’t had sex in the last couple of weeks due to Jaejoong being sick as well as the trip to his parents’ house….Of course, this made the situation even worse.
He would have succeeded in calming down his libido and just be content in cuddling with his shivering boyfriend until the rain ended, until he looked down and groaned at the sight he saw. Earlier in the day had been rather warm, so Jaejoong had decided to wear only a white t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and light salmon-colored jacket. Now that it was completely soaked, Changmin could clearly see the outline of man’s perky nipples, pointing out against the thin, and now see-through, fabric.
Changmin gulped when he noticed that he could clearly make out his most favorite plaything: his lover’s nipple ring. The taller man licked his lips, wanting nothing more than to tease those tempting nipples with his tongue. His eyes never blinked, not even as the other man in the booth shook his head, making the droplets fly in every direction. The older man must have noticed the eyes on his body because he looked up at Changmin, dark brown eyes filled with curiosity. When they followed Changmin’s own to his exposed chest, Jaejoong raised a dignified eyebrow in his younger boyfriend’s direction.
“Shim Changmin, what are you thinking about right now?” Jaejoong asked in a rather steely tone, but the taller man could hear a hint of amusement in his voice.
Changmin did not answer, nor did he take his eyes off his boyfriend’s chest for a second. Instead, he reached out his hand, still wet from the rain, and slowly, and teasingly caressed those clothed-covered nipples. He rubbed circles around them, pinching and squeezing every so often, smirking in delight when he heard Jaejoong moan softly, biting his lips. Changmin knew that his nipples were one of Jaejoong’s most sensitive spots, and the cold, damp fabric rubbing against them mixed with Changmin’s soft strokes must have been even more pleasurable.
He fingered the ring a couple of times, pulling and moving it slowly, causing more moans to erupt from Jaejoong’s throat. Changmin finally turned his gaze into his boyfriend’s face. The man’s eyes no longer held annoyance or amusement; instead they held nothing but desire and intense love. It was a normal thing for them to fight and the make-up rather quickly; and he knew that Jaejoong had probably been just as distracted by his own wet form the moment they fell into the phone booth to get out the rain.
Thus, he took Jaejoong’s melting body as a sign to keep going.
As his hands played with the redhead’s chest like an expert, his lips met that long neck. His lips had been aching for the past couples of days, wanting to taste the saltiness of his lover’s skin and lather it with hickeys and marks of possession. His older lover had forbidden him from leaving those love bites on his neck, knowing that there would be many amused eyes of Changmin’s family if he had showed up wearing a scarf around his neck.
Thus, the taller man attacked his beautiful lover’s throat like a hungry vampire, searching for blood. He sucked and bit hard, causing Jaejoong to hiss in pain as the smaller man’s grip on the counter moving swiftly to rake his hands down the clothed back of his lover. Jaejoong closed his eyes as Changmin suckled just underneath his chin, his favorite spot, while his hands continued to tease his now raw and overly sensitive nipples.
“Cha-Changminnie, kiss me…”
Changmin laughed out loud, giving those perky nipples one last squeeze. Jaejoong could be rather demanding during sex. But it was something the younger man enjoyed about his lover. He liked knowing that he could make this beautiful, unattainable man he once only he called ‘hyung’ become this needy and desperate mess, begging him to corrupt him to the depths of his soul.
The taller man may have been a sadist, but even he would never deny Jaejoong a kiss when he wanted one. As his hands reached down to grip his boyfriend’s small hips, hoisting him up and making him wrap his long legs around his waist. Smirking widely, he leaned forward to take the smaller man into an orgasmic kiss.
Changmin growled into Jaejoong’s mouth, tasting the rain water that fallen from his hair on to his lips. He stuck his tongue deeper in that delicious cavern, suckling on that naughty tongue that battled him for dominance. He squeezed the firm globes of Jaejoong’s ass each time he pulled away for breath. Using his fingers, Changmin massaged Jaejoong’s entrance through wet fabric of jeans, causing friction and making Jaejoong moan even louder.
They continued the heated kiss for a couple minutes as Jaejoong ran his hands through Changmin’s wet hair. Both of them were now completely oblivious to the rain outside that continued to pound heavily against the now fogged glass, their once chilled bodies warmed by the heat of their passion.
Unable to handle damp clothes that separated from his lover’s smooth skin, Jaejoong’s hands began to pull upward, lifting Changmin’s red t-shirt up and revealing his sculpted chest. The younger man got the hint. Pulling away from the kiss, Changmin’s nimble fingers worked the smaller man’s belt and then the zipper, and then proceeded to pull them down along with his brief.
Soon, the beauty’s ass was exposed along with his throbbing cock already leaking with pre-cum. After seeing this, Changmin wasted no time in teasingly running his fingers along ass, only to slowly pull those cheeks apart and slip those appendages inside. At the same time that the younger man stroked his lover’s penis, rubbing from the back of his balls to the head.
Within seconds, Changmin’s own cock had been freed from his already unbearably tight pants, and Jaejoong’s cold hands expertly milked his penis; covering and pressing on the slit, almost causing Changmin to lose control and release himself all over his boyfriend’s hand. Hoping to stay in control, the taller man moved his fingers in front of Jaejoong’s mouth, seeking entrance.
The beauty’s tongue met Changmin’s long fingers, lathering them with saliva. Jaejoong’s hands never stilled however, and only stroked his cock harder, making Changmin grip the smaller man’s manhood even tighter. When Jaejoong moaned around his fingers, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, Changmin growled loudly, withdrawing his fingers and lifted Jaejoong onto the counter which held the payphone.
In the process, Jaejoong’s shoulder had knocked the phone off the hook, causing a familiar dial tone to ring out inside of the booth. However, neither of them seemed to noticed as Changmin pulled his lover to the edge of the counter and then slowly inserted his fingers into his body. He scissored them slowly, stretching that gloriously tight passage to accommodate his girth.
The intense heat that surrounded his fingers only made him even more impatient, wanting so badly to bury his cock into that familiar warmth. When Jaejoong bent down and bite harshly on to his ear and flicked his tongue inside, Changmin lost all knowledge. He shoved Jaejoong’s hand from his manhood and grabbed both of his ass cheeks with hands. Almost effortlessly, he hoisted Jaejoong up and on top to his cock, and then slammed up inside of him in one powerful thrust.
Jaejoong’s head flew back, one hand clawing Changmin’s muscular back while the other gripped on to the handle bar tightly. As the taller man pushed up, Jaejoong lowered himself down just as quickly meeting the man’s thrusts halfway, using his legs to pull the man even deeper inside of him.
As Changmin thrusts became more erratic and a mix of their cum began to litter the floor of the booth, their tongues met for quick dance, creating smacking noises that mixed in with the loud moans and screams of pleasure and pain. Jaejoong yelped when Changmin moved him from the counter and plastered him against the door. At each thrust, banging sounds could be heard as his back slammed against the glass.
“Cha-ngminnie! H-harder, ahh-hha! Ahah! Cha-min!”
“J-joonngie!”
Their pace quickened, their cries getting louder. Both were completely unaware that the heavy rain that shielded their current activities was starting to lose its intensity; the heated fog wading from the glass due to the growing heat from the outside. Still, completely lost in their passion, they ignored these facts and continued undeterred.
“M-Minnie, I’m co-ming!”
“Ahhhh! J-Jaejoong!!”
With one final thrust, Jaejoong released his seed into the air just as Changmin released his own, covered the smaller man’s insides. They both collapsed in a heap on to the floor of the phone booth, wrapped in each other’s arms, watching as the last drops of the rain fell from the sky. And when the sun finally seeped through the clouds and the rush of people emerged from their shelter and onto the streets, the two lovers were already gone, walking happily with their hands intertwined to their apartment.
Of course, the next person to use phone booth… wouldn't be so happy…
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Telephone booth sex for Tani! Hope you liked it! :33
Thank you for reading everyone! Let me know what you think~ ^^
Pairing(s): Minjae/Jaeming
Genre: Smut
Rating: R/NC-17
Summary: Smut writing prompts for Tani involving JaeMin having sex in different places with different scenarios.
Prompt #2: In a telephone booth on a rainy day.
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The weatherman had predicted clear blue skies with no rain in sight, which was why Changmin had agreed to take the forty minute walk home with his boyfriend, Jaejoong. They had just left Changmin’s parents house, after spending the afternoon with his family, consisting of his nephews, who fussed over all over his beautiful lover while Jaejoong showered them with affection in returned.
The taller man smiled at that memory as he walked side by side, hand-in-hand, with Jaejoong ignoring the looks that shifted their way. However, the tranquility was ruined by a drop of cool rain that fell on to his tan cheek, making him aware of the angry clouds that had rapidly begun to form.
Within seconds, a near typhoon had erupted, and he and his lover found themselves already soaked to the bone. Changmin cursed loudly as he ran hand-in-hand with Jaejoong as the smaller man’s bell-like laughter rang out over the roaring of thunder. They pushed against the powerful wind and rain, until they found shelter inside of a telephone booth.
Now here they were. Shivering and huddled inside the constricted space of the booth while Changmin was practically leaning over Jaejoong, whose back was digging painfully into the counter. The rain pounded loudly against the glass doors, but neither had the energy to care as they started ringing out their clothes that were now plastered against their skin.
“Looks like we’re going to be stuck here for a while,” Jaejoong groaned as he took out his now destroyed phone from his pocket, watching as water dripped out from behind the screen, “Shit, I just got this phone.”
Changmin was about to comment about how Jaejoong had a million cellphones at the apartment when he noticed that the smaller man was glaring at him, obvious blame in his eyes, “What? What did I do?”
“This is all your fault.”
“How is this fault?” Changmin countered looking annoyed. He knew full well what Jaejoong was talking about, but he knew it was always better just to feign innocence in this situation. Even if it did drive his boyfriend crazy when he failed to admit he was wrong.
“I told you we should’ve brought our umbrellas. But nooo, you were so sure it wasn’t going to rain today,” Jaejoong rolled his eyes and continued in heavy sarcasm that matched Changmin’s own, “well, I don’t know if you noticed baby, but I think it’s raining.”
The taller man squeezed out some of rain water that had taken refuge in his jacket, which started forming a puddle on the floor of the booth, and retorted, “Well excuse me for believing the weatherman. After all, it IS his job. Besides, don’t snap at me because your phone is ruined. You have a million of them at home, just use those.”
Jaejoong pouted, showing off those soft, tempting lip that always made Changmin want to slam him against the nearest wall and kiss him into oblivion. The beautiful redhead turned to the side as he started to ring out his soaked locks, deciding to ignore his lover completely. Changmin just sighed heavily and watched as the liquid fell from his boyfriend’s silky hair and then ran slowly down his elegant neck. His eyes never left the droplets…and soon he felt his chilled body’s temperature rise significant at the sight of his wet boyfriend.
He shook his head. Molesting an angry and annoyed Jaejoong in a random phone booth was not the best idea. Even if the man did look so deliciously sexy when wet….or that Changmin hadn’t had sex in the last couple of weeks due to Jaejoong being sick as well as the trip to his parents’ house….Of course, this made the situation even worse.
He would have succeeded in calming down his libido and just be content in cuddling with his shivering boyfriend until the rain ended, until he looked down and groaned at the sight he saw. Earlier in the day had been rather warm, so Jaejoong had decided to wear only a white t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and light salmon-colored jacket. Now that it was completely soaked, Changmin could clearly see the outline of man’s perky nipples, pointing out against the thin, and now see-through, fabric.
Changmin gulped when he noticed that he could clearly make out his most favorite plaything: his lover’s nipple ring. The taller man licked his lips, wanting nothing more than to tease those tempting nipples with his tongue. His eyes never blinked, not even as the other man in the booth shook his head, making the droplets fly in every direction. The older man must have noticed the eyes on his body because he looked up at Changmin, dark brown eyes filled with curiosity. When they followed Changmin’s own to his exposed chest, Jaejoong raised a dignified eyebrow in his younger boyfriend’s direction.
“Shim Changmin, what are you thinking about right now?” Jaejoong asked in a rather steely tone, but the taller man could hear a hint of amusement in his voice.
Changmin did not answer, nor did he take his eyes off his boyfriend’s chest for a second. Instead, he reached out his hand, still wet from the rain, and slowly, and teasingly caressed those clothed-covered nipples. He rubbed circles around them, pinching and squeezing every so often, smirking in delight when he heard Jaejoong moan softly, biting his lips. Changmin knew that his nipples were one of Jaejoong’s most sensitive spots, and the cold, damp fabric rubbing against them mixed with Changmin’s soft strokes must have been even more pleasurable.
He fingered the ring a couple of times, pulling and moving it slowly, causing more moans to erupt from Jaejoong’s throat. Changmin finally turned his gaze into his boyfriend’s face. The man’s eyes no longer held annoyance or amusement; instead they held nothing but desire and intense love. It was a normal thing for them to fight and the make-up rather quickly; and he knew that Jaejoong had probably been just as distracted by his own wet form the moment they fell into the phone booth to get out the rain.
Thus, he took Jaejoong’s melting body as a sign to keep going.
As his hands played with the redhead’s chest like an expert, his lips met that long neck. His lips had been aching for the past couples of days, wanting to taste the saltiness of his lover’s skin and lather it with hickeys and marks of possession. His older lover had forbidden him from leaving those love bites on his neck, knowing that there would be many amused eyes of Changmin’s family if he had showed up wearing a scarf around his neck.
Thus, the taller man attacked his beautiful lover’s throat like a hungry vampire, searching for blood. He sucked and bit hard, causing Jaejoong to hiss in pain as the smaller man’s grip on the counter moving swiftly to rake his hands down the clothed back of his lover. Jaejoong closed his eyes as Changmin suckled just underneath his chin, his favorite spot, while his hands continued to tease his now raw and overly sensitive nipples.
“Cha-Changminnie, kiss me…”
Changmin laughed out loud, giving those perky nipples one last squeeze. Jaejoong could be rather demanding during sex. But it was something the younger man enjoyed about his lover. He liked knowing that he could make this beautiful, unattainable man he once only he called ‘hyung’ become this needy and desperate mess, begging him to corrupt him to the depths of his soul.
The taller man may have been a sadist, but even he would never deny Jaejoong a kiss when he wanted one. As his hands reached down to grip his boyfriend’s small hips, hoisting him up and making him wrap his long legs around his waist. Smirking widely, he leaned forward to take the smaller man into an orgasmic kiss.
Changmin growled into Jaejoong’s mouth, tasting the rain water that fallen from his hair on to his lips. He stuck his tongue deeper in that delicious cavern, suckling on that naughty tongue that battled him for dominance. He squeezed the firm globes of Jaejoong’s ass each time he pulled away for breath. Using his fingers, Changmin massaged Jaejoong’s entrance through wet fabric of jeans, causing friction and making Jaejoong moan even louder.
They continued the heated kiss for a couple minutes as Jaejoong ran his hands through Changmin’s wet hair. Both of them were now completely oblivious to the rain outside that continued to pound heavily against the now fogged glass, their once chilled bodies warmed by the heat of their passion.
Unable to handle damp clothes that separated from his lover’s smooth skin, Jaejoong’s hands began to pull upward, lifting Changmin’s red t-shirt up and revealing his sculpted chest. The younger man got the hint. Pulling away from the kiss, Changmin’s nimble fingers worked the smaller man’s belt and then the zipper, and then proceeded to pull them down along with his brief.
Soon, the beauty’s ass was exposed along with his throbbing cock already leaking with pre-cum. After seeing this, Changmin wasted no time in teasingly running his fingers along ass, only to slowly pull those cheeks apart and slip those appendages inside. At the same time that the younger man stroked his lover’s penis, rubbing from the back of his balls to the head.
Within seconds, Changmin’s own cock had been freed from his already unbearably tight pants, and Jaejoong’s cold hands expertly milked his penis; covering and pressing on the slit, almost causing Changmin to lose control and release himself all over his boyfriend’s hand. Hoping to stay in control, the taller man moved his fingers in front of Jaejoong’s mouth, seeking entrance.
The beauty’s tongue met Changmin’s long fingers, lathering them with saliva. Jaejoong’s hands never stilled however, and only stroked his cock harder, making Changmin grip the smaller man’s manhood even tighter. When Jaejoong moaned around his fingers, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, Changmin growled loudly, withdrawing his fingers and lifted Jaejoong onto the counter which held the payphone.
In the process, Jaejoong’s shoulder had knocked the phone off the hook, causing a familiar dial tone to ring out inside of the booth. However, neither of them seemed to noticed as Changmin pulled his lover to the edge of the counter and then slowly inserted his fingers into his body. He scissored them slowly, stretching that gloriously tight passage to accommodate his girth.
The intense heat that surrounded his fingers only made him even more impatient, wanting so badly to bury his cock into that familiar warmth. When Jaejoong bent down and bite harshly on to his ear and flicked his tongue inside, Changmin lost all knowledge. He shoved Jaejoong’s hand from his manhood and grabbed both of his ass cheeks with hands. Almost effortlessly, he hoisted Jaejoong up and on top to his cock, and then slammed up inside of him in one powerful thrust.
Jaejoong’s head flew back, one hand clawing Changmin’s muscular back while the other gripped on to the handle bar tightly. As the taller man pushed up, Jaejoong lowered himself down just as quickly meeting the man’s thrusts halfway, using his legs to pull the man even deeper inside of him.
As Changmin thrusts became more erratic and a mix of their cum began to litter the floor of the booth, their tongues met for quick dance, creating smacking noises that mixed in with the loud moans and screams of pleasure and pain. Jaejoong yelped when Changmin moved him from the counter and plastered him against the door. At each thrust, banging sounds could be heard as his back slammed against the glass.
“Cha-ngminnie! H-harder, ahh-hha! Ahah! Cha-min!”
“J-joonngie!”
Their pace quickened, their cries getting louder. Both were completely unaware that the heavy rain that shielded their current activities was starting to lose its intensity; the heated fog wading from the glass due to the growing heat from the outside. Still, completely lost in their passion, they ignored these facts and continued undeterred.
“M-Minnie, I’m co-ming!”
“Ahhhh! J-Jaejoong!!”
With one final thrust, Jaejoong released his seed into the air just as Changmin released his own, covered the smaller man’s insides. They both collapsed in a heap on to the floor of the phone booth, wrapped in each other’s arms, watching as the last drops of the rain fell from the sky. And when the sun finally seeped through the clouds and the rush of people emerged from their shelter and onto the streets, the two lovers were already gone, walking happily with their hands intertwined to their apartment.
Of course, the next person to use phone booth… wouldn't be so happy…
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Telephone booth sex for Tani! Hope you liked it! :33
Thank you for reading everyone! Let me know what you think~ ^^