Tears and Kisses
Title: Tears and Kisses
Pairing: Onew/Taemin
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Gay sex, fluff.
Summary: Taemin broke up with his boyfriend, but just when everything feels like it's falling apart, he realizes the one he wants has been with him the whole time.
Word Count: 3,756
Notes: This is for my dear friend, ezri_sun's birthday. It's a little late, but it's still the right day for me! <.<; I had some trouble with my computer last night, and then today was just a mess. I hope you enjoy it even if you don't get it until the morning after. I love you, bb. Thanks for being my friend. I hope it's okay. I just did a quick edit so I could post it. I'll read over it again once I've had a bit of a break so I can catch any errors I might have missed this time. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
Closing his eyes, Taemin felt his harsh reality clutch in his gut and chest. It was over, really over. Running his hand over his face, he tried to hold back the tears that threatened to fall again. Hadn't he cried enough earlier? Looking at his phone he read the last two texts over and over again.
5:13 Baby, I'm sorry. Please.
5:19 You lost me.
Closing his phone again, Taemin sighed and wished he could curse his now ex boyfriend, but honestly he couldn't bring himself to hate him even after all he'd done. His phone buzzed again and Taemin felt fear clench at his stomach as he looked at the new text. Seeing the name flash on the screen, he felt a little better because it was just Jinki. Smiling a little, Taemin read the new text.
6:59 Minnie, what are you doing? Come help me find my socks.
A breathy scoff fell from Taemin's lips, shaking his head in disbelief. Of all the times Jinki could text him asking something so weird and silly ... it was actually pretty perfect. Taemin was pretty sure Jinki was the only one who could really make him feel better right now. There was a comfort there, a quiet closeness between them that even just a text made Taemin feel more at ease.
When he got to Jinki's house, Taemin tried his best to look normal, but as soon as he was inside and Jinki took a good look at him, the expected question came.
"You okay, Min?"
Taemin took a deep breath and turned to his hyung, only to find himself enveloped in a warm hug. "Ah…what…?"
"I heard…"
Letting out a quiet scoff, Taemin buried his face against Jinki's shoulder, arms wrapping around him. Closing his eyes, Taemin let the emotions come over him in a wave, opening up in a way that only Jinki could make him comfortable enough to do.
"They were just worried about you," the older man whispered against his hair, fingers sliding through the strands comfortingly as a sobbed wracked Taemin's body. The maknae clung onto him tighter, sniffing and wiping his face against Jinki's red shirt.
"Hyung … why is it so hard?"
Jinki's hand pressed more firmly against the back of Taemin's head, cradling it against him. "I don't know why. This shouldn't happen to you. I hate to see you sad like this."
Shaking his head, Taemin took a shaky breath and pulled back a little. "I'm kind of relieved actually, in a way. At least now it's over. It hurts to lose someone like that, but at the same time I don't have to worry about getting hurt by him anymore."
Reaching up, Taemin started to rub at his face only to have his hands caught by Jinki. The older brushed them away and gently ran his fingers over Taemin's cheek, wiping the tears away.
"Hyung…" Taemin started slowly, hands tightly clenched around the material on Jinki's shirt at his sides. "I'm sorry for being like this. Thank you for putting up with me." Taemin bit his lip, knowing it was a selfish thing to say because of how much he wanted Jinki to tell him it was okay, to know that his hyung would be there for him.
"Of course, Minnie…I'll always be here for you. I like you too much to stay away," the older responded, saying everything he had wanted to hear. It made his hurt heart flutter.
Taemin started to nod, feeling like the way his chest tightened probably wasn't appropriate. "You like me," he repeated, attempting a playful smile even though he still looked like an emotional mess.
Jinki coughed, suddenly looked really nervous. "Ah, yeah, I mean. Didn't you know?"
A small smile pulled onto Taemin's lips and he lightly hit Jinki's shoulder. The weird feeling in his chest was different, and was making him incredibly nervous.
"Hey, you want something to drink?" Jinki suddenly asked, letting go of him and turning to walk into the kitchen. Taemin nodded, suddenly feeling colder somehow. His mind was racing though. There had always been something there, for Jinki, but he'd always ignored it because Jinki was a good friend and had never really shown signs of being interested in him. At least he didn't think he had. Shaking his head, Taemin tried to brush off the thoughts and tell himself that it wasn't meant that way. He did get nervous though. Could it really mean something?
Leaning against the counter, Taemin watched Onew pull out two milks, handing him a strawberry flavoured one. Taemin smiled and took it, his mouth going dry when Jinki's fingers brushed against his. His heart sped up and he closed his eyes, mentally cursing himself for getting so worked up.
"Are you okay, Minnie?"
Opening his eyes again, Taemin felt like he got punched in the chest. Seeing Jinki standing right there in front of him, his narrow brown eyes staring into his with concern just blew everything else away. "H-hyung," he said softly, not really sure what he was doing anymore other than standing there like an idiot.
"Minnie," Jinki repeated, and Taemin felt his cheeks go bright red. The deep laugh that came from the other only made him more flustered and he glared at his hyung. "What's wrong?" Jinki asked, touching Taemin's arm with his hand. "You suddenly started acting weird. I know it's not the milk because you haven't had any yet."
Huffing, Taemin took a drink of the milk and looked away. "Nothing's wrong," he mumbled after swallowing his drink.
"I got asked out on a date," Jinki suddenly commented, making Taemin's head snap back around quickly.
"What?"
Shrugging slightly, the older one finished his milk and tossed it into the nearby trash can. "It's no big deal. Just this guy I met a while back. I didn't even know he was interested. He was all over some other guy a week ago."
Taemin felt his chest clench painfully. "He's obviously a jerk," he cried out before he could stop himself, then proceeded to mentally smacking himself for sounding like an idiot. At Jinki's bewildered expression, he hurried to explain, "I just mean that if he's that fickle then he's not good enough for you. You deserve the best."
Jinki's expression turned a little surprised for a moment, the silence hanging between them until Taemin felt like his gut was going to explode. "Thanks, Taemin. I don't really think he's all that bad though."
That statement made Taemin's gut roll and he huffed again, frustration coupled with his already sensitive emotions making him feel restless. Taking a couple of steps, Taemin opened and closed his mouth several times before quickly finishing his milk and letting it drop in the garbage. "I think I should go...do something," he said softly.
Like a slap in the face, he recognized this feeling all too well, and the last thing he wanted was his heart broken twice in one week. Before he could even get a full step out of the kitchen Jinki's hand was on his elbow, holding onto his arm to keep him from continuing to the door. "Taemin, I turned him down."
Looking around, Taemin tilted his head, a little confused. "What? Why didn't you say...I mean why did you turn him down?"
Shrugging slightly, Jinki kept his hand on Taemin just in case he decided to move. "Well, he's not really my type, and like I said, he was all over someone else. I don't think he's over the other guy. Plus...I kind of already like someone," the last words came out quiet, in a bare whisper.
Taemin felt his mouth get dry again, and he didn't know whether to feel hopeful or jealous. Looking down at the floor, he took a deep breath. "Oh ... you do?"
"I know I have terrible timing, but ..." without saying another word, Jinki pulled Taemin around the rest of the way to face him, pressing a finger under his chin to lift it. Jinki's lips felt soft against his, demanding and somehow dominant, but gentle too.
It felt like Taemin's whole world flipped in that one moment. His body reacted naturally even while his brain was still in shock, hands moving to press against Jinki's shoulders and then sliding up and around to lock around his neck, pulling him closer. That seemed like all Jinki needed to step closer, his arms moving around Taemin's waist to pull him flush against him. The fit of their bodies made heat build between them, the kiss deepening into something needy and demanding because of how long the unspoken attraction had sat untouched between them.
Taemin couldn't stop the whimper that slipped from his lips as Jinki's tongue attacked his mouth, searching out every corner, every curve and dip he could reach. Breaking the kiss finally, they both gulped in air, Jinki tilting his head to rest his forehead against Taemin's. The maknae breathed in shakily, feeling a desire that had been locked up so long release in a wave that felt impossible to ignore. "Hyuung…" he almost whined, pressing a softer kiss against Jinki's lips, an uncertain request for more. Jinki wasn't going to deny him anything either.
Kissing the younger one again, Jinki opened his lips more slowly, the kiss turning erotic as Jinki's hands slid up and down his back, moving to his hips and holding them firmly against his own. Taemin moaned, pulling his hyung's bottom lip between his own and sucking gently on it. Letting go of it, he lapped his tongue against it trying to press his hips forward as desire settled in his lower stomach, making him feel needy. The small movement seemed to urge Jinki into it, and their hips slowly started to rock against each other as the kiss deepened, tongue's moving together in a gentle battle that Jinki eventually won as Taemin's hand shook against the back of his neck, holding him close.
Taemin began to feel Jinki's erection through his pants, pressing against his own, making a hot wave of lust wash over him. He moaned and pushed his hips harder against his hyung's, wanting more.
"Min," Jinki breathed against his lips, his hand moving to pull Taemin's arm from his neck, locking around his wrist so he could pull him to his bedroom. Taemin followed easily, biting his bottom lip when Jinki shut the door behind them and gently pushed him toward the bed. There was hunger in Jinki's eyes that Taemin hadn't really ever seen before. It sent a thrill through him. He'd always wondered what his friend would be like in bed. He never knew he would experience it first hand.
A small smile curled onto Tamein's lips as Jinki leaned in to kiss him again, a peck on the lips before moving down to his neck. Taemin moaned, hands clenching around Jinki's shirt. The older one didn't waste time before tugging on the bottom of Taemin's shirt, pulling his mouth away to pull it over his head. After dropping the shirt beside them, his hands slid down the maknae's chest, fingers ghosting over his nipples. Taemin shivered at the feeling, biting down on his lower lip and reaching out to pull off Jinki's shirt too.
Jinki pulled him closer, pressing their chests together as they kissed more frantically, tongues battling fiercely. "Jinki," Taemin moaned, hands fumbling with Jinki's pants, popping the button undone and pulling down the zipper. Jinki didn't do anything to stop or slow him down, running his hands slowly over the maknae's shoulders and down his arms a little. Their eyes met and for a moment they both paused, the intensity between them shaking both of them to their core.
The smile that pulled up Jinki's cheeks and crinkled his eyes made Taemin beam back at him, his stomach dong all kinds of flips. Leaning closer, Taemin pressed a slow, long kiss to Jinki's lips, hooking his fingers in Jinki's pants and pushing them down. He slowly kissed down Jinki's neck and chest, hands sliding back up the material of his boxers as his mouth moved lower and lower.
Following his kisses, Taemin lowered himself to his knees, finding himself facing Jinki's already impressive erection. He licked his lips, feeling nervousness bundle in his stomach. Leaning closer, Taemin's blew lightly on the spot wet his precum before sliding his mouth over it. The low moan that came from Jinki turned Taemin on just as much as having his mouth over the other man's cock. He moaned himself, dragging his tongue over it through the material.
"Minnie," Jinki breathed," please just…take them off."
Taemin looked up and smirked, mischievousness dancing in his eyes. Even though he thought teasing would be fun, he decided to play nice because he wanted it so much right now. Hooking his fingers in the boxers, Taemin gently pulled it over Jinki's cock, pushing them down to his ankles and letting him step out of them. Taking the base in his hand, Taemin leaned closer and ran his tonnage along the shaft, using everything he'd picked up to make this the best the could. He moved his tongue, flicking it along the length like it was a tasty treat, and really it was because in turn it was making him really hard.
Moving his lips around the head, Taemin slowly pressed down onto Jinki's dick. He started to bob his head, stroking what he didn't get with his mouth with his hand, moving them in time together. The noises that started to slip from Jinki's lips made Taemin's cock press tightly against his pants, making him shift uncomfortably, but it wasn't enough to make him stop.
"Min…Minnie, so good. God, you look so amazing."
Taemin's eyes flicked up to look at Jinki staring down at him. Their eyes connected, intensifying everything that much. Humming around Jinki's length, Taemin started bobbing his head faster, hollowing his cheeks around him.
Suddenly, Jinki's hands moved to Taemin's shoulders, gently pushing him off and pulling him up. "I can't wait," he whispered, making Taemin's cock twitch with arousal. Jinki's hands had Taemin's pants undone so fast it surprised the maknae. After pushing them off his hips and letting Taemin kick them away, Jinki pushed him back onto the bed.
A small laugh fell from Taemin's lips as he pulled himself back further, both amused and turned on by how eager Jinki was for him. "Hyung," he moaned again to urge him on.
Jinki didn't really need any urging though as he crawled on top of Taemin, kissing him hard on the lips while his hand slipped into his boxers to wrap around his length. He pulled his hand up, swiping his thumb over the head, making Taemin gasp against his lips. Taemin's hands clung onto his shoulder, moans slipping from his lips as Jinki stroked his cock. He pulled his hand away all too quickly, and Taemin groaned in frustration and bucked his hips up into the air.
Chuckling, Jinki shook his head and leaned down to kiss him again before pulling his boxers off. Settling between his legs, Jinki kissed him softly, rocking their hips together. A joint moan got lost between their mouths as their cocks rubbed against each other. Pushing down harder, Jinki's breath sped up as Taemin dug his head back into the pillow and tried to arch up into him.
"Jinki…hyung," Taemin started, voice shaking as their hips continued to meet at a more frenzied pace. "Please, hyung, I want you inside me."
The words made Jinki pause, eyes moving to meet Taemin's, darker than usual with arousal. He kissed Taemin hard, groaning against his lips before pulling back and reaching into his bedside drawer for some lube. Jinki sat between Taemin's legs, the maknae spreading them further apart for him, revealing so much he'd never really seen before.
Squeezing the lube out onto his fingers, Jinki slid them between Taemin's ass cheeks, rubbing the cool liquid against his entrance. Taemin shivered and let out a soft breath. Slowly, Jinki started to push one finger in, watching Taemin carefully as he gently pushed it in all the way. The maknae didn't react much more than closing his eyes and biting his lip, his body momentarily tensing before relaxing again. Moving his fingers a little faster, Jinki pumped it in and out of his body, getting him used to having something inside of him.
When he seemed comfortable enough with one, Jinki pulled it back almost all the way, pushing the other in slowly beside in. Groaning, Taemin let his head fall to the side, hair clinging to the sweat on his face. Arching his body a little, Taemin tried to push down on the fingers, wanting more despite the way his inner muscles strained around them. "Hyung, please," he whimpered.
Jinki pushed the two fingers in to the knuckle, wiggling them around and starting a slow pace of pumping them in and out. Taemin moaned and rocked his hips, trying to fuck his fingers. How eager the younger was really turned Jinki on, making him groan and pump his fingers faster. Spreading his fingers, Jinki started to scissor the maknae, making him keen loudly.
Adding a third finger, Jinki stretched Taemin further, making him cry out loudly, tears building at the corners of his eyes. "J-jinki…" he whimpered, biting down on his lip hard as Jinki's fingers stretched him so much. It hurt, but as Jinki's fingers pushed into him over and over the pain slowly started to take on the enjoyable edge he'd been waiting eagerly for. Moaning, Taemin pushed down onto Jinki's fingers, making them sink deeper and faster into him.
Just when he felt like he was about to go crazy, Jinki pulled his fingers out. Taemin whined at the sudden empty feeling, but upon looking down and seeing Jinki coating his cock with lube, he was quickly distracted by the arousal that dropped into his stomach. Jinki's hands almost shook against his thighs as he scooted closer, pushing his legs back while lining the tip of his cock against Taemin's entrance.
Taemin moaned, trying to push down on him, but it only made him brush against him harder. Jinki smiled at the way Taemin groaned in frustration, rubbing the head of his cock against Taemin's hole teasingly. "Are you ready, Minnie?" he asked, his voice soft like usual, but with a rough undertone it usually didn't have. And fuck, it was sexy.
"Yes," Taemin responded immediately. "Fuck, yes!"
Jinki laughed softly, smiling at Taemin's indignant look before slowly pushing in, making the maknae forget all about being teased. Jinki's cock pushed into him slowly, but filled him completely. Leaning over him, Jinki pressed a slow kiss against his lips. Taemin's hands shook as he pressed them against Jinki's shoulders. Their lips moved against each other in a distracting, comforting kiss as Jinki slowly rocked his hips, letting Taemin get accustomed to his size before going any further.
Slowly pushing in more, Jinki groaned and nibbled on Taemin's lower lip. The maknae shivered and pressed up against his hyung, wanting more. "Please," he whispered softly.
Complying to the demand, Jinki started rolling his hips in a slow, but constant pace. His cock fit so snugly inside Taemin, making them both feel every thrust so perfectly. Whimpers and moans started to fill the room as Jinki moved a little more firmly, pushing in with long, slow thrusts.
Taemin's legs moved to hook around his waist, locking his ankles behind his back. He used them to pull Jinki in harder, pushing his hips up to meet him. A harsh moan ripped from Jinki's throat and he pushed in again harder, making Taemin's body tense and arch against him. Their speed slowly picked up, sweat sliding down Jinki's brow and dropping onto Taemin's nose. The younger one smiled and pulled Jinki in for a sloppy kiss, their movements fast and needy.
"Minnie," Jinki moaned against his lips, hips jerking into him, driving his cock in all the way. Pulling back slightly, Jinki changed his angle, pushing in deep and making Taemin cry out as he hit his prostate spot on. Smiling at the reaction, Jinki started to fuck him harder, driving into that one spot over and over until Taemin was a moaning mess underneath him.
Reaching down to wrap his hand around Taemin's cock again, he started to stroke him quickly. Taemin moaned louder, bucking into his hand. "H-hyung, I'm going to…" he moaned out, tossing his head back and pushing up into his hand harder, never finishing his sentence. Knowing exactly what he was doing, Jinki stroked him harder, making Taemin completely lose it.
Ropes of white shot out onto Taemin's stomach, his body tensing and stilling as he came. Jinki kept moving his hand and hips steadily, letting Taemin ride out his orgasm. When Taemin relaxed heavily against the bed, panting with closed eyes, Jinki dropped his cock and leaned forward, kissing him on the forehead before starting to thrust into him hard again. Taemin moaned, his body still sensitive from the orgasm.
Sliding his hands around Jinki's shoulder, Taemin pressed his nails against his shoulder blades, moaning quietly with each thrust. Their lips met for a moment, Taemin running his tongue across his hyung's lips, then Jinki started pushing in harder. Lips simply hovered near each other's as Jinki jerked into him, panting and moaning as he reached his peek. He moaned the other's name as he pushed into him with a long thrust, filling the maknae with his seed. Hands tightened against Taemin's hips as he moved his cock in a couple more shallow thrusts before stopping completely.
Taemin tilted his head to meet Jinki's lips, kissing him softly. They stayed like that for a few minutes, getting every bit of the moment they could before letting it slip away. As Jinki slowly pulled out, Taemin whined again at the loss. Jinki smiled and moved to grab his shirt, wiping Taemin and himself off for the most part. Tossing the shirt aside again, Jinki pulled Taemin into his arms.
"Please tell me you want to do that again," he said softly before pressing a kiss against Taemin's forehead.
The maknae smiled and cuddled into his chest. "Mmm, as many times as you want," he answered, voice soft and content. Jinki could help but smile, holding the other just a little bit tighter.
Pairing: Onew/Taemin
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Gay sex, fluff.
Summary: Taemin broke up with his boyfriend, but just when everything feels like it's falling apart, he realizes the one he wants has been with him the whole time.
Word Count: 3,756
Notes: This is for my dear friend, ezri_sun's birthday. It's a little late, but it's still the right day for me! <.<; I had some trouble with my computer last night, and then today was just a mess. I hope you enjoy it even if you don't get it until the morning after. I love you, bb. Thanks for being my friend. I hope it's okay. I just did a quick edit so I could post it. I'll read over it again once I've had a bit of a break so I can catch any errors I might have missed this time. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
Closing his eyes, Taemin felt his harsh reality clutch in his gut and chest. It was over, really over. Running his hand over his face, he tried to hold back the tears that threatened to fall again. Hadn't he cried enough earlier? Looking at his phone he read the last two texts over and over again.
5:13 Baby, I'm sorry. Please.
5:19 You lost me.
Closing his phone again, Taemin sighed and wished he could curse his now ex boyfriend, but honestly he couldn't bring himself to hate him even after all he'd done. His phone buzzed again and Taemin felt fear clench at his stomach as he looked at the new text. Seeing the name flash on the screen, he felt a little better because it was just Jinki. Smiling a little, Taemin read the new text.
6:59 Minnie, what are you doing? Come help me find my socks.
A breathy scoff fell from Taemin's lips, shaking his head in disbelief. Of all the times Jinki could text him asking something so weird and silly ... it was actually pretty perfect. Taemin was pretty sure Jinki was the only one who could really make him feel better right now. There was a comfort there, a quiet closeness between them that even just a text made Taemin feel more at ease.
When he got to Jinki's house, Taemin tried his best to look normal, but as soon as he was inside and Jinki took a good look at him, the expected question came.
"You okay, Min?"
Taemin took a deep breath and turned to his hyung, only to find himself enveloped in a warm hug. "Ah…what…?"
"I heard…"
Letting out a quiet scoff, Taemin buried his face against Jinki's shoulder, arms wrapping around him. Closing his eyes, Taemin let the emotions come over him in a wave, opening up in a way that only Jinki could make him comfortable enough to do.
"They were just worried about you," the older man whispered against his hair, fingers sliding through the strands comfortingly as a sobbed wracked Taemin's body. The maknae clung onto him tighter, sniffing and wiping his face against Jinki's red shirt.
"Hyung … why is it so hard?"
Jinki's hand pressed more firmly against the back of Taemin's head, cradling it against him. "I don't know why. This shouldn't happen to you. I hate to see you sad like this."
Shaking his head, Taemin took a shaky breath and pulled back a little. "I'm kind of relieved actually, in a way. At least now it's over. It hurts to lose someone like that, but at the same time I don't have to worry about getting hurt by him anymore."
Reaching up, Taemin started to rub at his face only to have his hands caught by Jinki. The older brushed them away and gently ran his fingers over Taemin's cheek, wiping the tears away.
"Hyung…" Taemin started slowly, hands tightly clenched around the material on Jinki's shirt at his sides. "I'm sorry for being like this. Thank you for putting up with me." Taemin bit his lip, knowing it was a selfish thing to say because of how much he wanted Jinki to tell him it was okay, to know that his hyung would be there for him.
"Of course, Minnie…I'll always be here for you. I like you too much to stay away," the older responded, saying everything he had wanted to hear. It made his hurt heart flutter.
Taemin started to nod, feeling like the way his chest tightened probably wasn't appropriate. "You like me," he repeated, attempting a playful smile even though he still looked like an emotional mess.
Jinki coughed, suddenly looked really nervous. "Ah, yeah, I mean. Didn't you know?"
A small smile pulled onto Taemin's lips and he lightly hit Jinki's shoulder. The weird feeling in his chest was different, and was making him incredibly nervous.
"Hey, you want something to drink?" Jinki suddenly asked, letting go of him and turning to walk into the kitchen. Taemin nodded, suddenly feeling colder somehow. His mind was racing though. There had always been something there, for Jinki, but he'd always ignored it because Jinki was a good friend and had never really shown signs of being interested in him. At least he didn't think he had. Shaking his head, Taemin tried to brush off the thoughts and tell himself that it wasn't meant that way. He did get nervous though. Could it really mean something?
Leaning against the counter, Taemin watched Onew pull out two milks, handing him a strawberry flavoured one. Taemin smiled and took it, his mouth going dry when Jinki's fingers brushed against his. His heart sped up and he closed his eyes, mentally cursing himself for getting so worked up.
"Are you okay, Minnie?"
Opening his eyes again, Taemin felt like he got punched in the chest. Seeing Jinki standing right there in front of him, his narrow brown eyes staring into his with concern just blew everything else away. "H-hyung," he said softly, not really sure what he was doing anymore other than standing there like an idiot.
"Minnie," Jinki repeated, and Taemin felt his cheeks go bright red. The deep laugh that came from the other only made him more flustered and he glared at his hyung. "What's wrong?" Jinki asked, touching Taemin's arm with his hand. "You suddenly started acting weird. I know it's not the milk because you haven't had any yet."
Huffing, Taemin took a drink of the milk and looked away. "Nothing's wrong," he mumbled after swallowing his drink.
"I got asked out on a date," Jinki suddenly commented, making Taemin's head snap back around quickly.
"What?"
Shrugging slightly, the older one finished his milk and tossed it into the nearby trash can. "It's no big deal. Just this guy I met a while back. I didn't even know he was interested. He was all over some other guy a week ago."
Taemin felt his chest clench painfully. "He's obviously a jerk," he cried out before he could stop himself, then proceeded to mentally smacking himself for sounding like an idiot. At Jinki's bewildered expression, he hurried to explain, "I just mean that if he's that fickle then he's not good enough for you. You deserve the best."
Jinki's expression turned a little surprised for a moment, the silence hanging between them until Taemin felt like his gut was going to explode. "Thanks, Taemin. I don't really think he's all that bad though."
That statement made Taemin's gut roll and he huffed again, frustration coupled with his already sensitive emotions making him feel restless. Taking a couple of steps, Taemin opened and closed his mouth several times before quickly finishing his milk and letting it drop in the garbage. "I think I should go...do something," he said softly.
Like a slap in the face, he recognized this feeling all too well, and the last thing he wanted was his heart broken twice in one week. Before he could even get a full step out of the kitchen Jinki's hand was on his elbow, holding onto his arm to keep him from continuing to the door. "Taemin, I turned him down."
Looking around, Taemin tilted his head, a little confused. "What? Why didn't you say...I mean why did you turn him down?"
Shrugging slightly, Jinki kept his hand on Taemin just in case he decided to move. "Well, he's not really my type, and like I said, he was all over someone else. I don't think he's over the other guy. Plus...I kind of already like someone," the last words came out quiet, in a bare whisper.
Taemin felt his mouth get dry again, and he didn't know whether to feel hopeful or jealous. Looking down at the floor, he took a deep breath. "Oh ... you do?"
"I know I have terrible timing, but ..." without saying another word, Jinki pulled Taemin around the rest of the way to face him, pressing a finger under his chin to lift it. Jinki's lips felt soft against his, demanding and somehow dominant, but gentle too.
It felt like Taemin's whole world flipped in that one moment. His body reacted naturally even while his brain was still in shock, hands moving to press against Jinki's shoulders and then sliding up and around to lock around his neck, pulling him closer. That seemed like all Jinki needed to step closer, his arms moving around Taemin's waist to pull him flush against him. The fit of their bodies made heat build between them, the kiss deepening into something needy and demanding because of how long the unspoken attraction had sat untouched between them.
Taemin couldn't stop the whimper that slipped from his lips as Jinki's tongue attacked his mouth, searching out every corner, every curve and dip he could reach. Breaking the kiss finally, they both gulped in air, Jinki tilting his head to rest his forehead against Taemin's. The maknae breathed in shakily, feeling a desire that had been locked up so long release in a wave that felt impossible to ignore. "Hyuung…" he almost whined, pressing a softer kiss against Jinki's lips, an uncertain request for more. Jinki wasn't going to deny him anything either.
Kissing the younger one again, Jinki opened his lips more slowly, the kiss turning erotic as Jinki's hands slid up and down his back, moving to his hips and holding them firmly against his own. Taemin moaned, pulling his hyung's bottom lip between his own and sucking gently on it. Letting go of it, he lapped his tongue against it trying to press his hips forward as desire settled in his lower stomach, making him feel needy. The small movement seemed to urge Jinki into it, and their hips slowly started to rock against each other as the kiss deepened, tongue's moving together in a gentle battle that Jinki eventually won as Taemin's hand shook against the back of his neck, holding him close.
Taemin began to feel Jinki's erection through his pants, pressing against his own, making a hot wave of lust wash over him. He moaned and pushed his hips harder against his hyung's, wanting more.
"Min," Jinki breathed against his lips, his hand moving to pull Taemin's arm from his neck, locking around his wrist so he could pull him to his bedroom. Taemin followed easily, biting his bottom lip when Jinki shut the door behind them and gently pushed him toward the bed. There was hunger in Jinki's eyes that Taemin hadn't really ever seen before. It sent a thrill through him. He'd always wondered what his friend would be like in bed. He never knew he would experience it first hand.
A small smile curled onto Tamein's lips as Jinki leaned in to kiss him again, a peck on the lips before moving down to his neck. Taemin moaned, hands clenching around Jinki's shirt. The older one didn't waste time before tugging on the bottom of Taemin's shirt, pulling his mouth away to pull it over his head. After dropping the shirt beside them, his hands slid down the maknae's chest, fingers ghosting over his nipples. Taemin shivered at the feeling, biting down on his lower lip and reaching out to pull off Jinki's shirt too.
Jinki pulled him closer, pressing their chests together as they kissed more frantically, tongues battling fiercely. "Jinki," Taemin moaned, hands fumbling with Jinki's pants, popping the button undone and pulling down the zipper. Jinki didn't do anything to stop or slow him down, running his hands slowly over the maknae's shoulders and down his arms a little. Their eyes met and for a moment they both paused, the intensity between them shaking both of them to their core.
The smile that pulled up Jinki's cheeks and crinkled his eyes made Taemin beam back at him, his stomach dong all kinds of flips. Leaning closer, Taemin pressed a slow, long kiss to Jinki's lips, hooking his fingers in Jinki's pants and pushing them down. He slowly kissed down Jinki's neck and chest, hands sliding back up the material of his boxers as his mouth moved lower and lower.
Following his kisses, Taemin lowered himself to his knees, finding himself facing Jinki's already impressive erection. He licked his lips, feeling nervousness bundle in his stomach. Leaning closer, Taemin's blew lightly on the spot wet his precum before sliding his mouth over it. The low moan that came from Jinki turned Taemin on just as much as having his mouth over the other man's cock. He moaned himself, dragging his tongue over it through the material.
"Minnie," Jinki breathed," please just…take them off."
Taemin looked up and smirked, mischievousness dancing in his eyes. Even though he thought teasing would be fun, he decided to play nice because he wanted it so much right now. Hooking his fingers in the boxers, Taemin gently pulled it over Jinki's cock, pushing them down to his ankles and letting him step out of them. Taking the base in his hand, Taemin leaned closer and ran his tonnage along the shaft, using everything he'd picked up to make this the best the could. He moved his tongue, flicking it along the length like it was a tasty treat, and really it was because in turn it was making him really hard.
Moving his lips around the head, Taemin slowly pressed down onto Jinki's dick. He started to bob his head, stroking what he didn't get with his mouth with his hand, moving them in time together. The noises that started to slip from Jinki's lips made Taemin's cock press tightly against his pants, making him shift uncomfortably, but it wasn't enough to make him stop.
"Min…Minnie, so good. God, you look so amazing."
Taemin's eyes flicked up to look at Jinki staring down at him. Their eyes connected, intensifying everything that much. Humming around Jinki's length, Taemin started bobbing his head faster, hollowing his cheeks around him.
Suddenly, Jinki's hands moved to Taemin's shoulders, gently pushing him off and pulling him up. "I can't wait," he whispered, making Taemin's cock twitch with arousal. Jinki's hands had Taemin's pants undone so fast it surprised the maknae. After pushing them off his hips and letting Taemin kick them away, Jinki pushed him back onto the bed.
A small laugh fell from Taemin's lips as he pulled himself back further, both amused and turned on by how eager Jinki was for him. "Hyung," he moaned again to urge him on.
Jinki didn't really need any urging though as he crawled on top of Taemin, kissing him hard on the lips while his hand slipped into his boxers to wrap around his length. He pulled his hand up, swiping his thumb over the head, making Taemin gasp against his lips. Taemin's hands clung onto his shoulder, moans slipping from his lips as Jinki stroked his cock. He pulled his hand away all too quickly, and Taemin groaned in frustration and bucked his hips up into the air.
Chuckling, Jinki shook his head and leaned down to kiss him again before pulling his boxers off. Settling between his legs, Jinki kissed him softly, rocking their hips together. A joint moan got lost between their mouths as their cocks rubbed against each other. Pushing down harder, Jinki's breath sped up as Taemin dug his head back into the pillow and tried to arch up into him.
"Jinki…hyung," Taemin started, voice shaking as their hips continued to meet at a more frenzied pace. "Please, hyung, I want you inside me."
The words made Jinki pause, eyes moving to meet Taemin's, darker than usual with arousal. He kissed Taemin hard, groaning against his lips before pulling back and reaching into his bedside drawer for some lube. Jinki sat between Taemin's legs, the maknae spreading them further apart for him, revealing so much he'd never really seen before.
Squeezing the lube out onto his fingers, Jinki slid them between Taemin's ass cheeks, rubbing the cool liquid against his entrance. Taemin shivered and let out a soft breath. Slowly, Jinki started to push one finger in, watching Taemin carefully as he gently pushed it in all the way. The maknae didn't react much more than closing his eyes and biting his lip, his body momentarily tensing before relaxing again. Moving his fingers a little faster, Jinki pumped it in and out of his body, getting him used to having something inside of him.
When he seemed comfortable enough with one, Jinki pulled it back almost all the way, pushing the other in slowly beside in. Groaning, Taemin let his head fall to the side, hair clinging to the sweat on his face. Arching his body a little, Taemin tried to push down on the fingers, wanting more despite the way his inner muscles strained around them. "Hyung, please," he whimpered.
Jinki pushed the two fingers in to the knuckle, wiggling them around and starting a slow pace of pumping them in and out. Taemin moaned and rocked his hips, trying to fuck his fingers. How eager the younger was really turned Jinki on, making him groan and pump his fingers faster. Spreading his fingers, Jinki started to scissor the maknae, making him keen loudly.
Adding a third finger, Jinki stretched Taemin further, making him cry out loudly, tears building at the corners of his eyes. "J-jinki…" he whimpered, biting down on his lip hard as Jinki's fingers stretched him so much. It hurt, but as Jinki's fingers pushed into him over and over the pain slowly started to take on the enjoyable edge he'd been waiting eagerly for. Moaning, Taemin pushed down onto Jinki's fingers, making them sink deeper and faster into him.
Just when he felt like he was about to go crazy, Jinki pulled his fingers out. Taemin whined at the sudden empty feeling, but upon looking down and seeing Jinki coating his cock with lube, he was quickly distracted by the arousal that dropped into his stomach. Jinki's hands almost shook against his thighs as he scooted closer, pushing his legs back while lining the tip of his cock against Taemin's entrance.
Taemin moaned, trying to push down on him, but it only made him brush against him harder. Jinki smiled at the way Taemin groaned in frustration, rubbing the head of his cock against Taemin's hole teasingly. "Are you ready, Minnie?" he asked, his voice soft like usual, but with a rough undertone it usually didn't have. And fuck, it was sexy.
"Yes," Taemin responded immediately. "Fuck, yes!"
Jinki laughed softly, smiling at Taemin's indignant look before slowly pushing in, making the maknae forget all about being teased. Jinki's cock pushed into him slowly, but filled him completely. Leaning over him, Jinki pressed a slow kiss against his lips. Taemin's hands shook as he pressed them against Jinki's shoulders. Their lips moved against each other in a distracting, comforting kiss as Jinki slowly rocked his hips, letting Taemin get accustomed to his size before going any further.
Slowly pushing in more, Jinki groaned and nibbled on Taemin's lower lip. The maknae shivered and pressed up against his hyung, wanting more. "Please," he whispered softly.
Complying to the demand, Jinki started rolling his hips in a slow, but constant pace. His cock fit so snugly inside Taemin, making them both feel every thrust so perfectly. Whimpers and moans started to fill the room as Jinki moved a little more firmly, pushing in with long, slow thrusts.
Taemin's legs moved to hook around his waist, locking his ankles behind his back. He used them to pull Jinki in harder, pushing his hips up to meet him. A harsh moan ripped from Jinki's throat and he pushed in again harder, making Taemin's body tense and arch against him. Their speed slowly picked up, sweat sliding down Jinki's brow and dropping onto Taemin's nose. The younger one smiled and pulled Jinki in for a sloppy kiss, their movements fast and needy.
"Minnie," Jinki moaned against his lips, hips jerking into him, driving his cock in all the way. Pulling back slightly, Jinki changed his angle, pushing in deep and making Taemin cry out as he hit his prostate spot on. Smiling at the reaction, Jinki started to fuck him harder, driving into that one spot over and over until Taemin was a moaning mess underneath him.
Reaching down to wrap his hand around Taemin's cock again, he started to stroke him quickly. Taemin moaned louder, bucking into his hand. "H-hyung, I'm going to…" he moaned out, tossing his head back and pushing up into his hand harder, never finishing his sentence. Knowing exactly what he was doing, Jinki stroked him harder, making Taemin completely lose it.
Ropes of white shot out onto Taemin's stomach, his body tensing and stilling as he came. Jinki kept moving his hand and hips steadily, letting Taemin ride out his orgasm. When Taemin relaxed heavily against the bed, panting with closed eyes, Jinki dropped his cock and leaned forward, kissing him on the forehead before starting to thrust into him hard again. Taemin moaned, his body still sensitive from the orgasm.
Sliding his hands around Jinki's shoulder, Taemin pressed his nails against his shoulder blades, moaning quietly with each thrust. Their lips met for a moment, Taemin running his tongue across his hyung's lips, then Jinki started pushing in harder. Lips simply hovered near each other's as Jinki jerked into him, panting and moaning as he reached his peek. He moaned the other's name as he pushed into him with a long thrust, filling the maknae with his seed. Hands tightened against Taemin's hips as he moved his cock in a couple more shallow thrusts before stopping completely.
Taemin tilted his head to meet Jinki's lips, kissing him softly. They stayed like that for a few minutes, getting every bit of the moment they could before letting it slip away. As Jinki slowly pulled out, Taemin whined again at the loss. Jinki smiled and moved to grab his shirt, wiping Taemin and himself off for the most part. Tossing the shirt aside again, Jinki pulled Taemin into his arms.
"Please tell me you want to do that again," he said softly before pressing a kiss against Taemin's forehead.
The maknae smiled and cuddled into his chest. "Mmm, as many times as you want," he answered, voice soft and content. Jinki could help but smile, holding the other just a little bit tighter.