so bite me; jonghyun/onew
so bite me NC-17
a/n: it's jongyu porn. written fucking early in the morning because i'm edgy and don't sleep. for Erika, Yam & Kelsey~
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It's during photoshoot that Jinki first notices it - the pants Jonghyun has been wearing are suddenly a little bit tighter than normal, and he finds himself very much wanting the younger male all of a sudden. Jonghyun's off talking with the coordinoona for the shoot, reviewing and scanning the pictures, pointing out what he liked or didn't like about the angles and requesting changes. And Jinki felt his own pants tightening at the thought of his mind running askew, but he knocked it out immediaetly. They still had at least another hour of this before breaktime.
It was going to be a very long hour, indeed; he thought as he sat down with a bottle of water in an attempt to chill his thoughts to something more rational than sex with his very attractive dongsaeng.
Jinki's knocked out of his (very inappropriate) thoughts by looking up from his bottle and seeing Jonghyun staring at him with a quirked eyebrow - "Problem...?"
"You've been sucking on that bottle for a while," Jonghyun commented casually, and Onew flushed a little as he realized his lips were wrapped pretty securely around the head.
"Distracted," Jinki muttered, looking away and pretending to be interested in their set.
The next photo has them standing close together; and it's Jonghyun's idea to grab Jinki's hand and put it on his arm, giving the older male one of his infamous smiles. "Fanservice," is the only thing that comes out of his mouth, and Jinki finds himself squeezing Jonghyun's wrist before making a teasing expression. He thinks he sees Jonghyun staring at him out of the corner of his eye, but he really pays it no mind as the coordi continues to shoot left and right.
Within a greater part of the hour they're finally done, and Jinki finds himself patting Jonghyun on the shoulder and congradulating him like it was a normal concert. Jonghyun's reaction was to grin and start walking off to go do whatever he did, but Jinki grabbed his wrist in a perfect re-enactment of earlier.
"Hyung?"
And suddenly he's cut off by Jinki pressing those thick plush lips against his, pushing him up against the nearest wall and shoving a leg between his thighs, loving the way Jonghyun's mouth opened in surprise and a soft strangled moan escaped from the back of his throat. Jonghyun's kissing back in a few moments, almost surprisingly bold for the situation they're in; deeply and with a fair amount of tongue. They pull back a moment later, a thin string of saliva connecting them, and Jinki feels his eyes cloud over with lust.
"Where do you want it?" He shifts his thigh somewhat gently between Jonghyun's crotch and begins rubbing his already-hardening cock, loving the light pink flush that appeared on the younger male's cheeks.
"Here," is the only thing Jonghyun pants out, and he vaguely registers the smirk that Jinki suddenly has on his face, before feeling a very soft squeeze in a certain area down south. He looks up and realizes that Jinki's hand is very much down his pants and he still has that sensually feral smirk on his face and suddenly, he doesn't feel very dominant at all anymore; if he even did to begin with.
"Here, on this wall, in this hallway where anyone can walk by and see us?"
Jonghyun doesn't even care about possibly being seen by someone anymore, and soon he finds his hips bucking up into the feather-light touches Jinki is giving him, a free hand somehow managing to trail up his shirt and pinching a nipple; and it makes the younger male mewl with a degree of want.
And suddenly Jonghyun's hit with an idea, reaching up to Onew's shirt and pulling him down to whisper in his ear - "You're a bad boy in your musical, as everyone knows."
"Are you hinting at something?" Jinki smirks, trailing his thick fingers through the hair on his bellybutton, tickling it lightly. Jonghyun couldn't believe what came spilling out of his mouth next - if Kibum or Minho heard it; they'd be teasing him for days:
"I want you to fuck me like one." The leader raises an eyebrow (still with that fucking look on his face, Jonghyun notes), trailing the fingers back down into his pants, running trimmed nails lightly up Jonghyun's cock to see the twitches escape from his body.
"What was that, Jonghyun?"
"I-I said, I wanted you to...nngh...fuck me...l-like a bad boy. Like the image you show in your musical."
"What if I wanted to take my time with you?" Jinki has him pressed hard against the wall, breath hot in his ear and trailing like fire down his over-dressed skin. "Strip off all your clothes with my mouth, ravage each piece of skin, give you a blowjob and maybe even leave a few marks on that skin of yours?"
"I'd probably cry," Jonghyun admits in between soft gasps and moans, wishing Jinki would do something other than just touching him because fuck, those fingers are in a torture league of their own. And much to his erotic shock, Jinki's suddenly sliding his hand up from his pants already slick with a fair amount of precum, bringing his fingers to his lips and licking them slowly, never once breaking eye contact.
"Tell me, Jonghyun, what do you want?"
is he fucking serious is the only coherent thought in Jonghyun's mind, before he hears a voice that he thinks is his own slipping out - "I want your cock either in my throat or fucking inside me, thrusting into me so hard I'm sore and aching and fuck, I want it so badly."
"It'll have to do," Jinki admits casually, nuzzling into Jonghyun's neck and planting a firm bite on it, feeling the shorter male groan and buck under him.
"God damnit, Lee Jinki, I just want that. fucking. cock," with each puncutation of the words, he's sliding hips against Jinki's thigh (and he's wondering when the older male had time to snap it back between his legs), riding it and wishing their burdening clothes were just fucking gone already. "inside me. I want it...nngh, filling me up with cum, I want to scream and -"
He's cut off as Jinki suddenly lets out the most sensual growl he's ever heard in his entire life, shoving him even harder against the wall and pressing lips back to his almost brusingly. Jonghyun is actually intrigued because fuck, this is a whole new side of Jinki and he's starting to think he may actually enjoy this. Especially when he feels Jinki's frantic hands ripping the buttons on his shirt (and he inwardly wonders when Jinki fucking learned to do that), running over the top half of his body and stopping to pinch his nipples, leaning forward and sucking one into his mouth while one hand furiously yanks his pants down.
"Fuck, Jinki," Jonghyun breathes out, hips bucking forward as soft slurping sounds escape from the male underneath him. And then he feels it; Jinki's rock hard against his stomach and be damned if that doesn't turn him on even more. Never more has he wanted to feel their leader inside him.
Jonghyun opens his eyes a moment later, and sees Jinki staring at him; inwardly the younger male's about to fucking cry. if he's asking if it's okay...
"On your knees."
"E-excuse me?"
"On your fucking knees," Jinki's snapping out, lip curling into a feral smirk. Jonghyun blinks up at him, before feeling Jinki slide the thigh out from between his legs, hand tangling in his hair and roughly pushing him down onto a more suitable height, backhanding his head. "Listen the first time, like a good little cockslut."
Jonghyun's face to face with an obvious bulge, and he feels the inside of his mouth begin to water at the thought of it filling his mouth. He started to think maybe a little of Kibum was rubbing off on him, but he really didn't care at the moment.
"Undo my belt." Jonghyun undoes the thin black belt, it falling behind them with a clang. He's painfully hard and precum's soaking through his pants, but he really doesn't care right now. "Pants. Take them off."
It's after a thoughtful lull that Jinki adds, "With your mouth. I know you have that oral obsession, so make that mouth useful if you even want me inside you."
And Jonghyun does, fingers shaking very slightly as he undoes the button, before Jinki's knocking them away and rebuttoning them. "When I say 'with your mouth', I mean from start to finish. Redo this,and if it takes longer than three minutes, I'll just jerk you off to almost completion and leave you hanging. Maybe put a cock ring on you so you're painfully hard all the day?"
Jinki looks down and realizes Jonghyun's shaking from pure lust (or did he go too far; he's not really sure and doesn't want to think at the moment), mouth around his zipper and pulling it down slowly, eyes never leaving his. "You learn fast."
In a few moments Jinki's pants are already down around his thighs and Jonghyun's pressing soft licks and nibbles around them, before Jinki issues his next command - "Slide two fingers in your mouth, and coat them."
Jonghyun obeys, eyes still fixated on Jinki's and body quivering, sucking his fingers like he very much wants to the organ in front of him. "Good. Now suck my cock, and prep yourself."
"..." An honest to god blush escapes onto Jonghyun's face, before he feels Jinki's fingers tighten in his hair, dragging his head forward and onto his cock before calmly shoving it inside his throat (much to Jonghyun's surprised arousal).
Fuck, Jinki's so fucking perfect and big around his tongue; it's taking all his effort to not come right there on the spot. He barely registers Jinki fucking his face until it hits the back of his throat, and he immediately relaxes, allowing the leader to fuck his throat and listening to the soft moans Jinki's making.
"I said, why aren't you prepping yourself? Did you need me to do that to you? Is that how full you have to be; with my cock shoved down your throat and me also fucking your ass?" Jonghyun's response is a weak moan which vibrates through Jinki's body as he watches Jonghyun's dripping fingers disappear behind him.
Jonghyun knows what gets himself off quicker than anything but also what arouses him the most, so it's literally only a few moments before he's turned into a quivering mess, precum dripping all over his thighs as he moans shamelessly around Jinki's cock. His throat will probably be raw by morning, but he doesn't even care right now, and he slides it out of his throat - "Fuck me."
"Sorry, what was that?"
"I said fuck me."
"Is that all you want?"
"Fuck me, Lee Jinki. I want you to...nngh, fill me up with your cum, I want to feel it trickling down my thighs, I want to be able to not walk in the morning and just fuck, I have to have it inside me," Jonghyun's practically turned into a whimpering slutty mess; and Jinki has never found him more pefect in this moment.
And so Jinki obeys him, pulling him up again by his hair and throwing him front first against the wall, shoving him against it and thrusting into him just to hear the younger male fucking scream because he's suddenly transfixed on his voice. It's the most melodic thing he's heard; despite hearing Dana sing with him, despite doing a duet with Ryeowook on stage, he comes to the conclusion that nothing will ever top Jonghyun's howls and screams.
"Jesus shit fuck Jinki, do you have any idea how fucking big you are?"
Jinki just grins. "Not a clue."
"Fuck, it's just...ugh, I can feel it throbbing and it's even better than it was in my throat and just OH MY GOD RIGHT THERE," he's suddenly howling as Jinki changes the angle and speed of his thrusts, and Jinki's taken aback to see tears spilling down his face.
For some reason this only spurs him on even more, and so he pins Jonghyun against the wall and fucks him harder, listens to the moans and cries of harder, deeper, please, Jinki I need it, fuck me and fill me up with your cum. He channels all his sexual frustration into this, and Jonghyun's drinking it up gladly, hooking a leg around his waist to go even deeper, nails digging into his arms and shoulders and downright obscene moans escaping from him.
Jinki slams into him harder, biting his shoulder so hard he tastes blood, and that finally is enough to make Jonghyun come against his chest with a whimper of "Jinki" and a final shudder. He gently tugs on Jinki's hair, pressing lips to his ear - "Fill me up with all your cum,"
And Jinki lets out a slutty moan of his own, thrusting once more into him and releasing; Jonghyun closing his eyes and shuddering at the feel of cum inside him, burying his face into Jinki's neck. "Fuck yes," he whispers, "I love feeling your cum inside me."
Jinki grins, pulling out and flashing a smirk to Jonghyun. "Maybe I should fuck you, and plug the cum inside you. Just leave you sloshing around all day."
Jonghyun blushes darkly, but in a way that suggests he'd get off on it anyways. "I think that musical's corrupting your brain," he responds in barely a whisper; it fucking hurts to talk.
"You know you like it," Jinki shrugs, but presses a soft kiss to his lips regardless and squeezes his shoulder lightly, fixing Jonghyun's clothing. "But no, I'm being serious about the plug thing."
Jonghyun groans, feeling his cock twitch again. Yeah, that musical was definitely corrupting him (but it's why he loved it).
a/n: it's jongyu porn. written fucking early in the morning because i'm edgy and don't sleep. for Erika, Yam & Kelsey~
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It's during photoshoot that Jinki first notices it - the pants Jonghyun has been wearing are suddenly a little bit tighter than normal, and he finds himself very much wanting the younger male all of a sudden. Jonghyun's off talking with the coordinoona for the shoot, reviewing and scanning the pictures, pointing out what he liked or didn't like about the angles and requesting changes. And Jinki felt his own pants tightening at the thought of his mind running askew, but he knocked it out immediaetly. They still had at least another hour of this before breaktime.
It was going to be a very long hour, indeed; he thought as he sat down with a bottle of water in an attempt to chill his thoughts to something more rational than sex with his very attractive dongsaeng.
Jinki's knocked out of his (very inappropriate) thoughts by looking up from his bottle and seeing Jonghyun staring at him with a quirked eyebrow - "Problem...?"
"You've been sucking on that bottle for a while," Jonghyun commented casually, and Onew flushed a little as he realized his lips were wrapped pretty securely around the head.
"Distracted," Jinki muttered, looking away and pretending to be interested in their set.
The next photo has them standing close together; and it's Jonghyun's idea to grab Jinki's hand and put it on his arm, giving the older male one of his infamous smiles. "Fanservice," is the only thing that comes out of his mouth, and Jinki finds himself squeezing Jonghyun's wrist before making a teasing expression. He thinks he sees Jonghyun staring at him out of the corner of his eye, but he really pays it no mind as the coordi continues to shoot left and right.
Within a greater part of the hour they're finally done, and Jinki finds himself patting Jonghyun on the shoulder and congradulating him like it was a normal concert. Jonghyun's reaction was to grin and start walking off to go do whatever he did, but Jinki grabbed his wrist in a perfect re-enactment of earlier.
"Hyung?"
And suddenly he's cut off by Jinki pressing those thick plush lips against his, pushing him up against the nearest wall and shoving a leg between his thighs, loving the way Jonghyun's mouth opened in surprise and a soft strangled moan escaped from the back of his throat. Jonghyun's kissing back in a few moments, almost surprisingly bold for the situation they're in; deeply and with a fair amount of tongue. They pull back a moment later, a thin string of saliva connecting them, and Jinki feels his eyes cloud over with lust.
"Where do you want it?" He shifts his thigh somewhat gently between Jonghyun's crotch and begins rubbing his already-hardening cock, loving the light pink flush that appeared on the younger male's cheeks.
"Here," is the only thing Jonghyun pants out, and he vaguely registers the smirk that Jinki suddenly has on his face, before feeling a very soft squeeze in a certain area down south. He looks up and realizes that Jinki's hand is very much down his pants and he still has that sensually feral smirk on his face and suddenly, he doesn't feel very dominant at all anymore; if he even did to begin with.
"Here, on this wall, in this hallway where anyone can walk by and see us?"
Jonghyun doesn't even care about possibly being seen by someone anymore, and soon he finds his hips bucking up into the feather-light touches Jinki is giving him, a free hand somehow managing to trail up his shirt and pinching a nipple; and it makes the younger male mewl with a degree of want.
And suddenly Jonghyun's hit with an idea, reaching up to Onew's shirt and pulling him down to whisper in his ear - "You're a bad boy in your musical, as everyone knows."
"Are you hinting at something?" Jinki smirks, trailing his thick fingers through the hair on his bellybutton, tickling it lightly. Jonghyun couldn't believe what came spilling out of his mouth next - if Kibum or Minho heard it; they'd be teasing him for days:
"I want you to fuck me like one." The leader raises an eyebrow (still with that fucking look on his face, Jonghyun notes), trailing the fingers back down into his pants, running trimmed nails lightly up Jonghyun's cock to see the twitches escape from his body.
"What was that, Jonghyun?"
"I-I said, I wanted you to...nngh...fuck me...l-like a bad boy. Like the image you show in your musical."
"What if I wanted to take my time with you?" Jinki has him pressed hard against the wall, breath hot in his ear and trailing like fire down his over-dressed skin. "Strip off all your clothes with my mouth, ravage each piece of skin, give you a blowjob and maybe even leave a few marks on that skin of yours?"
"I'd probably cry," Jonghyun admits in between soft gasps and moans, wishing Jinki would do something other than just touching him because fuck, those fingers are in a torture league of their own. And much to his erotic shock, Jinki's suddenly sliding his hand up from his pants already slick with a fair amount of precum, bringing his fingers to his lips and licking them slowly, never once breaking eye contact.
"Tell me, Jonghyun, what do you want?"
is he fucking serious is the only coherent thought in Jonghyun's mind, before he hears a voice that he thinks is his own slipping out - "I want your cock either in my throat or fucking inside me, thrusting into me so hard I'm sore and aching and fuck, I want it so badly."
"It'll have to do," Jinki admits casually, nuzzling into Jonghyun's neck and planting a firm bite on it, feeling the shorter male groan and buck under him.
"God damnit, Lee Jinki, I just want that. fucking. cock," with each puncutation of the words, he's sliding hips against Jinki's thigh (and he's wondering when the older male had time to snap it back between his legs), riding it and wishing their burdening clothes were just fucking gone already. "inside me. I want it...nngh, filling me up with cum, I want to scream and -"
He's cut off as Jinki suddenly lets out the most sensual growl he's ever heard in his entire life, shoving him even harder against the wall and pressing lips back to his almost brusingly. Jonghyun is actually intrigued because fuck, this is a whole new side of Jinki and he's starting to think he may actually enjoy this. Especially when he feels Jinki's frantic hands ripping the buttons on his shirt (and he inwardly wonders when Jinki fucking learned to do that), running over the top half of his body and stopping to pinch his nipples, leaning forward and sucking one into his mouth while one hand furiously yanks his pants down.
"Fuck, Jinki," Jonghyun breathes out, hips bucking forward as soft slurping sounds escape from the male underneath him. And then he feels it; Jinki's rock hard against his stomach and be damned if that doesn't turn him on even more. Never more has he wanted to feel their leader inside him.
Jonghyun opens his eyes a moment later, and sees Jinki staring at him; inwardly the younger male's about to fucking cry. if he's asking if it's okay...
"On your knees."
"E-excuse me?"
"On your fucking knees," Jinki's snapping out, lip curling into a feral smirk. Jonghyun blinks up at him, before feeling Jinki slide the thigh out from between his legs, hand tangling in his hair and roughly pushing him down onto a more suitable height, backhanding his head. "Listen the first time, like a good little cockslut."
Jonghyun's face to face with an obvious bulge, and he feels the inside of his mouth begin to water at the thought of it filling his mouth. He started to think maybe a little of Kibum was rubbing off on him, but he really didn't care at the moment.
"Undo my belt." Jonghyun undoes the thin black belt, it falling behind them with a clang. He's painfully hard and precum's soaking through his pants, but he really doesn't care right now. "Pants. Take them off."
It's after a thoughtful lull that Jinki adds, "With your mouth. I know you have that oral obsession, so make that mouth useful if you even want me inside you."
And Jonghyun does, fingers shaking very slightly as he undoes the button, before Jinki's knocking them away and rebuttoning them. "When I say 'with your mouth', I mean from start to finish. Redo this,and if it takes longer than three minutes, I'll just jerk you off to almost completion and leave you hanging. Maybe put a cock ring on you so you're painfully hard all the day?"
Jinki looks down and realizes Jonghyun's shaking from pure lust (or did he go too far; he's not really sure and doesn't want to think at the moment), mouth around his zipper and pulling it down slowly, eyes never leaving his. "You learn fast."
In a few moments Jinki's pants are already down around his thighs and Jonghyun's pressing soft licks and nibbles around them, before Jinki issues his next command - "Slide two fingers in your mouth, and coat them."
Jonghyun obeys, eyes still fixated on Jinki's and body quivering, sucking his fingers like he very much wants to the organ in front of him. "Good. Now suck my cock, and prep yourself."
"..." An honest to god blush escapes onto Jonghyun's face, before he feels Jinki's fingers tighten in his hair, dragging his head forward and onto his cock before calmly shoving it inside his throat (much to Jonghyun's surprised arousal).
Fuck, Jinki's so fucking perfect and big around his tongue; it's taking all his effort to not come right there on the spot. He barely registers Jinki fucking his face until it hits the back of his throat, and he immediately relaxes, allowing the leader to fuck his throat and listening to the soft moans Jinki's making.
"I said, why aren't you prepping yourself? Did you need me to do that to you? Is that how full you have to be; with my cock shoved down your throat and me also fucking your ass?" Jonghyun's response is a weak moan which vibrates through Jinki's body as he watches Jonghyun's dripping fingers disappear behind him.
Jonghyun knows what gets himself off quicker than anything but also what arouses him the most, so it's literally only a few moments before he's turned into a quivering mess, precum dripping all over his thighs as he moans shamelessly around Jinki's cock. His throat will probably be raw by morning, but he doesn't even care right now, and he slides it out of his throat - "Fuck me."
"Sorry, what was that?"
"I said fuck me."
"Is that all you want?"
"Fuck me, Lee Jinki. I want you to...nngh, fill me up with your cum, I want to feel it trickling down my thighs, I want to be able to not walk in the morning and just fuck, I have to have it inside me," Jonghyun's practically turned into a whimpering slutty mess; and Jinki has never found him more pefect in this moment.
And so Jinki obeys him, pulling him up again by his hair and throwing him front first against the wall, shoving him against it and thrusting into him just to hear the younger male fucking scream because he's suddenly transfixed on his voice. It's the most melodic thing he's heard; despite hearing Dana sing with him, despite doing a duet with Ryeowook on stage, he comes to the conclusion that nothing will ever top Jonghyun's howls and screams.
"Jesus shit fuck Jinki, do you have any idea how fucking big you are?"
Jinki just grins. "Not a clue."
"Fuck, it's just...ugh, I can feel it throbbing and it's even better than it was in my throat and just OH MY GOD RIGHT THERE," he's suddenly howling as Jinki changes the angle and speed of his thrusts, and Jinki's taken aback to see tears spilling down his face.
For some reason this only spurs him on even more, and so he pins Jonghyun against the wall and fucks him harder, listens to the moans and cries of harder, deeper, please, Jinki I need it, fuck me and fill me up with your cum. He channels all his sexual frustration into this, and Jonghyun's drinking it up gladly, hooking a leg around his waist to go even deeper, nails digging into his arms and shoulders and downright obscene moans escaping from him.
Jinki slams into him harder, biting his shoulder so hard he tastes blood, and that finally is enough to make Jonghyun come against his chest with a whimper of "Jinki" and a final shudder. He gently tugs on Jinki's hair, pressing lips to his ear - "Fill me up with all your cum,"
And Jinki lets out a slutty moan of his own, thrusting once more into him and releasing; Jonghyun closing his eyes and shuddering at the feel of cum inside him, burying his face into Jinki's neck. "Fuck yes," he whispers, "I love feeling your cum inside me."
Jinki grins, pulling out and flashing a smirk to Jonghyun. "Maybe I should fuck you, and plug the cum inside you. Just leave you sloshing around all day."
Jonghyun blushes darkly, but in a way that suggests he'd get off on it anyways. "I think that musical's corrupting your brain," he responds in barely a whisper; it fucking hurts to talk.
"You know you like it," Jinki shrugs, but presses a soft kiss to his lips regardless and squeezes his shoulder lightly, fixing Jonghyun's clothing. "But no, I'm being serious about the plug thing."
Jonghyun groans, feeling his cock twitch again. Yeah, that musical was definitely corrupting him (but it's why he loved it).