Doubt
Title: Doubt
Pairing: Minho/Jonghyun
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Smut, gay sex, a little bit of plot.
Summary: Things get more complicated between Jonghyun and Minho. While what they have is still undefined, others start to get suspicious, and Jonghyun can feel that something is off with Minho.
Word Count: 2,479
Notes: Continuation of Insecurities. Well, this was requested for a while, so I continued the story. There's still more to come as soon as I find the inspiration. Hehe.
Finally back in the dorms from their overseas activities, things seemed to go back to normal, somewhat. Of course the incredibly hot, secret sex had only increased since the time in the hotel room. Neither seemed to have a reason to hold back anymore. And as far as Jonghyun was concerned, no one expected anything. At least, he hoped they didn’t. Both Minho and Jonghyun had been careful to act the same around anyone else, to only let their desires take over when they were alone. No one seemed to act different towards them, either, so they were safe for the moment. Still, something nagged in the back of his mind because how long could that really go on? They all shared a dorm. It was impossible to keep something like that up for long without someone noticing. But it made Jonghyun’s insides squirm until he almost wanted to puke at the thought of how they might react.
But even as he knew the safe feeling wouldn’t last, little things started to make him feel even less secure. As he stepped into the kitchen, reaching into the microwave to retrieve the instant ramune that he had put in not long before, he noticed Key staring at him from the refrigerator. Jonghyun looked over, noting the calculating, narrowed eyes before Key returned to getting his juice bottle out of the cooler.
"Something wrong?" he asked as he pulled the paper cover back.
"Hmm? Nope, nothing at all," Key responded before brushing past him, a fake smile curling up the edges of his lips.
Frowning, Jonghyun carried his food back to his bedroom. Seeing Taemin sitting on his bed with notes surrounding him, Jonghyun sighed and sat down on his own bed. “Is something up with Key? He was acting weird,” he mumbled in a question, a little scared Key might have noticed something.
Taemin looked up with arched eyebrows, his face a picture of confusion. “I don’t know.. what did he do?”
"Nothing really. He was just looking at me funny in the kitchen."
An amused smile split Taemin’s lips and Jonghyun knew it was coming before the words even came out. “Sure you didn’t have something on your face, hyung?”
Rolling his eyes, Jonghyun shook his head and slurped up some of the noodles. He did check his reflection in the dark laptop screen facing him, though. Maybe it was only something like that.
It was hours later, Minho’s mouth attached firmly to his neck that Jonghyun felt the memories resurfacing. His breath was short and raspy, body trapped tightly under the taller man’s. “Ah-h.. Minho..”
Minho only grunted in response, one hand slipping down to squeeze his hip roughly. It made Jonghyun’s blood race straight down to his cock, but he couldn’t quell the fears that kept springing up.
"Has anyone been acting weird around you, lately?" he managed the question even though his body was screaming for him to drop it for now.
At that, Minho pulled back, looking at him a little bit more seriously. “No, why?” he asked, voice deep and gruff from arousal.
"Just.." he started before remembering what Taemin said. He obviously had no idea what was going on, so why would anyone else? Taemin was surprisingly smart about those things, knowing things no one ever told him. Then again, Key was really perceptive too. "Maybe I’m reading into things too much.."
Lips tilting up a little, Minho reached up to trace his fingers along Jonghyun’s cheek. It was an intimate touch, less sexual than usual, but Jonghyun liked it. “Doing something like this .. it’ll make you a little paranoid, but you shouldn’t worry too much. A lot of idols get away with having sex without causing a scandal. We’ll be okay. I promise.”
Nodding, Jonghyun decided to drop it, but his stomach churned oddly at the other’s words. Was that what they were? Just a couple of idols getting their rocks off together? Just like a secret affair, nothing more. He supposed if that was all they were, it would be better that way.
Of course not causing a scandal didn’t mean that no one was going to figure it out. Even so, Jonghyun pushed the worries to the back of his mind. He didn’t have much time to worry when schedules were so busy. Minho and him barely found time to sneak off together, to slip into a private place where they could be together. It was romantic in a way, but it was actually more like torture.
And the close calls. God, but there were some moments Jonghyun swore they were going to get caught, even to the point where he started to feel unsure whether or not some of the others knew and were just keeping quiet.
About three months into the affair, a sudden change made it seem like everything would come to an end. Jonghyun was alone in the dorm, relaxing on the couch. He had been drifting in and out of sleep for the last hour when he heard the door open. Looking up, his eyes caught onto Minho’s frame. His lips split into a wide grin as he slowly sat up, but as soon as their eyes met, Minho seemed to stiffen. He shook it off quickly, but not soon enough for Jonghyun to miss it.
"Minho? Did something happen?" he asked, standing up and walking over to the taller man. Minho’s face was hard, but Jonghyun could tell he was trying to fake it.
"No, nothing. Nothing’s wrong. I’m just tired."
Frowning, Jonghyun decided to let it slide for the moment. He just wanted to make whatever it was better. Sliding his arms around the other’s waist, he stepped closer to give him a hug. But as he leaned in, Minho pulled back. Confusion plastered itself over the older man’s face as he slowly withdrew his arms. “Minho..”
That seemed to break past the stony look on Minho’s face. He faltered, but after a moment, moved past Jonghyun. “I told you. I’m tired. I’ll head to bed early,” he murmured as he walked away. Jonghyun stayed out there for a little while longer before heading to bed himself, not wanting to face anyone else when he felt the confusion sitting so heavily on his mind.
It was several days before they were alone together again. Jonghyun was laying on his bed, flipping through a music magazine, perusing the bad ass looking electric guitars when he heard his door open. Blinking, he looked up to see Minho striding over to him.
"Minho, he-" he was cut off as the younger man yanked the magazine from his grasp, tossing it aside before pulling Jonghyun up by his shirt as he leaned down and crashed their lips together.
Although he definitely didn’t mind, Jonghyun felt confused by the sudden act, by the way Minho was acting. He grunted softly against Minho’s lips, hands moving up to grasp at his arms as he broke away from the harsh kiss. “What’s going on?”
Minho was quiet for a moment, his own mouth immediately moving to trail a line down Jonghyun’s neck, moving further over him, knees pressing onto the mattress. Finally, he pulled away enough to murmur. “I missed you. Things have been too hectic lately..”
Jonghyun understood that. They were busy and stressed most of the time. Finding a moment to be alone was rare, but something wasn’t sitting right. “Are you sure? Did something happen?” his hands slid around to Minho’s back as he spoke, trying to be comforting in case something was wrong.
"Everything’s okay, Jonghyun," Minho responded quickly before pulling back to look directly at him. "I promise," he added softly before leaning in to kiss him again.
Deciding it was probably best to let it slide for now, Jonghyun was just happy for the chance to kiss Minho again, to be able to spend a few hours together, hopefully without anyone else returning. Hands grappled with clothes, quickly removing them first from Jonghyun and then from Minho as well. A deep moan slipped from his throat, enjoying the way their bodies felt pressed together without anything in the way.
Minho’s lips made a hot trail down Jonghyun’s body, tongue dipping into his navel. It made him shiver as his body arched up under him. “Fuck..” he breathed out, fingers raking through his soft , dark locks. His cock was already twitching to life, blood pumping through his veins easily in response to the other man. No one had ever turned him on quite like Minho could, still a thought that sometimes completely baffled him.
Almost getting lost in the thought, Jonghyun was surprised when Minho’s plump lips found the shaft of his hardening cock. He hummed low in his throat as Minho pressed teasing kisses along the length, his hand moving to wrap around the base. He gave it a few leisurely strokes before wrapping his lips around the head. It felt good, hot, and Jonghyun gasped when Minho suddenly started sucking on it hard. “Oh, damn, Minho,” he groaned, barely able to keep his hips from jerking up, wanting more of that heat around his length.
The taller man gave it to him slowly, though, lips taking one inch at a time, sucking and sliding his tongue along whatever he could. Minho made a low humming noise of appreciation as Jonghyun’s tip finally hit the back of his throat. Jonghyun nearly whimpered from the frustrated pleasure, fingers tightening in Minho’s hair. “Come on, fucking tease,” he mumbled, biting his lower lip. He could feel the vibrations from the chuckle as Minho pulled back some, releasing everything but the very tip before starting to bob his head back and forth, lips tight as they slid up and down his hard cock.
Slowly, he pulled his legs up, bent at the knee as his thighs pressed by either side of Minho’s head. He smirked a little, pressing them together a little more. Minho grunted and moved his hands to force them apart again. Jonghyun gasped as he pushed them so far that it stretched noticeably. “Minho-yah..” he sputtered, hips jerking slightly, which only felt incredible really.
Pulling back, Minho let Jonghyun’s length slip completely from his lips. Smirking, he reached up and ran a thumb over his bottom lip, tasting a bit of precum on his tongue. “You’re a shit,” he rasped out, finding Jonghyun’s wrists and getting a good hold on them as he pressed them up over his head.
As Minho’s body fitted itself so easily between his legs, Jonghyun groaned and pressed up, heat coiling in his stomach. His cock rubbed against Minho’s abs, a teasing pleasure because he wanted so much more. Using his body’s weight, Minho’s pinned Jonghyun down, keeping him from making any further movements. “Minho..” Jonghyun breathed out in a near whine, writhing a little because all he wanted was to rub against him or just something that felt good.
"I’m in control," was the only answer he got before Minho moved his lips to Jonghyun’s collarbone, biting and sucking on the skin so roughly that there was no way it wouldn’t leave a mark. By the time he was finished, Jonghyun was panting needily under him.
"Minho, please. I can’t-" he started, struggling a little again. That only earned him a deep laugh, Minho’s eyes sparkling as he leaned up and brushed his lips across his hyung’s.
"Relax. I’ll make you feel good, hyung," he whispered in a low voice, shifting his body a little so he could grind his hips down against the other’s, earning him a loud moan. It was a good thing no one was around. Jonghyun knew how careful Minho was, and he often clamped a hand over the singer’s mouth just to keep him quiet. Not that Jonghyun completely minded when it just turned him on more. But Minho didn’t do that this time, instead pushing down harder against him before grunting, frustration and need evident in his voice. Jonghyun hadn’t seen him so worked up since the first time, hadn’t ever seen him acting quite that way.
Biting down hard on a bit of skin at the top of Jonghyun’s chest, Minho let go of his hold on Jonghyun’s arms. Pain shot out from the spot, making Jonghyun cry out in surprise. He didn’t have much time to think about it, though, because Minho was pressing his hands against Jonghyun’s legs, pushing them up so he could get a good angle. Jonghyun’s eyes went wide, no time to even prepare himself before Minho was pushing into him.
"Ah, fuck!" he hissed through clenched teeth. His muscles screamed as they were forced to stretch for the other’s girth. His body protested, but he didn’t try to fight, instead dropping his hands to grip at the sheets under him. Minho let out a low sound, eyes rolling shut as he buried himself to the hilt.
As he started to rock his hips, guiding his length in and out of Jonghyun’s tight hole, Minho’s fingertips dug into his thighs from how hard he was gripping them. His movements were all rough and hard. Jonghyun looked up at him through lust clouded eyes, watching the intensity in his eyes. A low moan slipped from his throat, back arching as Minho’s thrusts sped up.
For a moment, their eyes met. Jonghyun would have held onto it longer if he could have, but Minho leaned down further over him, burying his face into the crook of the other’s neck. He moved faster, harder, his hand slipping between them to wrap tightly around his still hard member. He pulled at it just as forcefully as the roll of his hips, everything feeling based more around some need that he was trying desperately to satiate. It confused Jonghyun, but it felt good, and his own need to know what was on the other’s mind took a back seat as he rocked up against him slightly. His movements were limited, pinned by how hard Minho was pushing into him. A hummed moan vibrated on his lips as Minho’s hand brought him closer to his own climax. He could feel his muscles tightening some, body tensing as his pleasure spiked suddenly.
There was no need to hold back. The encounter was too raw for that. Minho came soon after, panting hot breaths against his neck as he stilled finally, thumb brushing across some of the cum that leaked from the tip of Jonghyun spent cock. He groaned before carefully pulling out and rolling over onto his side.
Still coming down from his pleasure high, Jonghyun contemplated what to say. Was it a good time to talk now?
"Let’s take a shower, together this time," Minho whispered before Jonghyun could make a decision. Well, he didn’t have any reason to refuse.
Pairing: Minho/Jonghyun
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Smut, gay sex, a little bit of plot.
Summary: Things get more complicated between Jonghyun and Minho. While what they have is still undefined, others start to get suspicious, and Jonghyun can feel that something is off with Minho.
Word Count: 2,479
Notes: Continuation of Insecurities. Well, this was requested for a while, so I continued the story. There's still more to come as soon as I find the inspiration. Hehe.
Finally back in the dorms from their overseas activities, things seemed to go back to normal, somewhat. Of course the incredibly hot, secret sex had only increased since the time in the hotel room. Neither seemed to have a reason to hold back anymore. And as far as Jonghyun was concerned, no one expected anything. At least, he hoped they didn’t. Both Minho and Jonghyun had been careful to act the same around anyone else, to only let their desires take over when they were alone. No one seemed to act different towards them, either, so they were safe for the moment. Still, something nagged in the back of his mind because how long could that really go on? They all shared a dorm. It was impossible to keep something like that up for long without someone noticing. But it made Jonghyun’s insides squirm until he almost wanted to puke at the thought of how they might react.
But even as he knew the safe feeling wouldn’t last, little things started to make him feel even less secure. As he stepped into the kitchen, reaching into the microwave to retrieve the instant ramune that he had put in not long before, he noticed Key staring at him from the refrigerator. Jonghyun looked over, noting the calculating, narrowed eyes before Key returned to getting his juice bottle out of the cooler.
"Something wrong?" he asked as he pulled the paper cover back.
"Hmm? Nope, nothing at all," Key responded before brushing past him, a fake smile curling up the edges of his lips.
Frowning, Jonghyun carried his food back to his bedroom. Seeing Taemin sitting on his bed with notes surrounding him, Jonghyun sighed and sat down on his own bed. “Is something up with Key? He was acting weird,” he mumbled in a question, a little scared Key might have noticed something.
Taemin looked up with arched eyebrows, his face a picture of confusion. “I don’t know.. what did he do?”
"Nothing really. He was just looking at me funny in the kitchen."
An amused smile split Taemin’s lips and Jonghyun knew it was coming before the words even came out. “Sure you didn’t have something on your face, hyung?”
Rolling his eyes, Jonghyun shook his head and slurped up some of the noodles. He did check his reflection in the dark laptop screen facing him, though. Maybe it was only something like that.
It was hours later, Minho’s mouth attached firmly to his neck that Jonghyun felt the memories resurfacing. His breath was short and raspy, body trapped tightly under the taller man’s. “Ah-h.. Minho..”
Minho only grunted in response, one hand slipping down to squeeze his hip roughly. It made Jonghyun’s blood race straight down to his cock, but he couldn’t quell the fears that kept springing up.
"Has anyone been acting weird around you, lately?" he managed the question even though his body was screaming for him to drop it for now.
At that, Minho pulled back, looking at him a little bit more seriously. “No, why?” he asked, voice deep and gruff from arousal.
"Just.." he started before remembering what Taemin said. He obviously had no idea what was going on, so why would anyone else? Taemin was surprisingly smart about those things, knowing things no one ever told him. Then again, Key was really perceptive too. "Maybe I’m reading into things too much.."
Lips tilting up a little, Minho reached up to trace his fingers along Jonghyun’s cheek. It was an intimate touch, less sexual than usual, but Jonghyun liked it. “Doing something like this .. it’ll make you a little paranoid, but you shouldn’t worry too much. A lot of idols get away with having sex without causing a scandal. We’ll be okay. I promise.”
Nodding, Jonghyun decided to drop it, but his stomach churned oddly at the other’s words. Was that what they were? Just a couple of idols getting their rocks off together? Just like a secret affair, nothing more. He supposed if that was all they were, it would be better that way.
Of course not causing a scandal didn’t mean that no one was going to figure it out. Even so, Jonghyun pushed the worries to the back of his mind. He didn’t have much time to worry when schedules were so busy. Minho and him barely found time to sneak off together, to slip into a private place where they could be together. It was romantic in a way, but it was actually more like torture.
And the close calls. God, but there were some moments Jonghyun swore they were going to get caught, even to the point where he started to feel unsure whether or not some of the others knew and were just keeping quiet.
About three months into the affair, a sudden change made it seem like everything would come to an end. Jonghyun was alone in the dorm, relaxing on the couch. He had been drifting in and out of sleep for the last hour when he heard the door open. Looking up, his eyes caught onto Minho’s frame. His lips split into a wide grin as he slowly sat up, but as soon as their eyes met, Minho seemed to stiffen. He shook it off quickly, but not soon enough for Jonghyun to miss it.
"Minho? Did something happen?" he asked, standing up and walking over to the taller man. Minho’s face was hard, but Jonghyun could tell he was trying to fake it.
"No, nothing. Nothing’s wrong. I’m just tired."
Frowning, Jonghyun decided to let it slide for the moment. He just wanted to make whatever it was better. Sliding his arms around the other’s waist, he stepped closer to give him a hug. But as he leaned in, Minho pulled back. Confusion plastered itself over the older man’s face as he slowly withdrew his arms. “Minho..”
That seemed to break past the stony look on Minho’s face. He faltered, but after a moment, moved past Jonghyun. “I told you. I’m tired. I’ll head to bed early,” he murmured as he walked away. Jonghyun stayed out there for a little while longer before heading to bed himself, not wanting to face anyone else when he felt the confusion sitting so heavily on his mind.
It was several days before they were alone together again. Jonghyun was laying on his bed, flipping through a music magazine, perusing the bad ass looking electric guitars when he heard his door open. Blinking, he looked up to see Minho striding over to him.
"Minho, he-" he was cut off as the younger man yanked the magazine from his grasp, tossing it aside before pulling Jonghyun up by his shirt as he leaned down and crashed their lips together.
Although he definitely didn’t mind, Jonghyun felt confused by the sudden act, by the way Minho was acting. He grunted softly against Minho’s lips, hands moving up to grasp at his arms as he broke away from the harsh kiss. “What’s going on?”
Minho was quiet for a moment, his own mouth immediately moving to trail a line down Jonghyun’s neck, moving further over him, knees pressing onto the mattress. Finally, he pulled away enough to murmur. “I missed you. Things have been too hectic lately..”
Jonghyun understood that. They were busy and stressed most of the time. Finding a moment to be alone was rare, but something wasn’t sitting right. “Are you sure? Did something happen?” his hands slid around to Minho’s back as he spoke, trying to be comforting in case something was wrong.
"Everything’s okay, Jonghyun," Minho responded quickly before pulling back to look directly at him. "I promise," he added softly before leaning in to kiss him again.
Deciding it was probably best to let it slide for now, Jonghyun was just happy for the chance to kiss Minho again, to be able to spend a few hours together, hopefully without anyone else returning. Hands grappled with clothes, quickly removing them first from Jonghyun and then from Minho as well. A deep moan slipped from his throat, enjoying the way their bodies felt pressed together without anything in the way.
Minho’s lips made a hot trail down Jonghyun’s body, tongue dipping into his navel. It made him shiver as his body arched up under him. “Fuck..” he breathed out, fingers raking through his soft , dark locks. His cock was already twitching to life, blood pumping through his veins easily in response to the other man. No one had ever turned him on quite like Minho could, still a thought that sometimes completely baffled him.
Almost getting lost in the thought, Jonghyun was surprised when Minho’s plump lips found the shaft of his hardening cock. He hummed low in his throat as Minho pressed teasing kisses along the length, his hand moving to wrap around the base. He gave it a few leisurely strokes before wrapping his lips around the head. It felt good, hot, and Jonghyun gasped when Minho suddenly started sucking on it hard. “Oh, damn, Minho,” he groaned, barely able to keep his hips from jerking up, wanting more of that heat around his length.
The taller man gave it to him slowly, though, lips taking one inch at a time, sucking and sliding his tongue along whatever he could. Minho made a low humming noise of appreciation as Jonghyun’s tip finally hit the back of his throat. Jonghyun nearly whimpered from the frustrated pleasure, fingers tightening in Minho’s hair. “Come on, fucking tease,” he mumbled, biting his lower lip. He could feel the vibrations from the chuckle as Minho pulled back some, releasing everything but the very tip before starting to bob his head back and forth, lips tight as they slid up and down his hard cock.
Slowly, he pulled his legs up, bent at the knee as his thighs pressed by either side of Minho’s head. He smirked a little, pressing them together a little more. Minho grunted and moved his hands to force them apart again. Jonghyun gasped as he pushed them so far that it stretched noticeably. “Minho-yah..” he sputtered, hips jerking slightly, which only felt incredible really.
Pulling back, Minho let Jonghyun’s length slip completely from his lips. Smirking, he reached up and ran a thumb over his bottom lip, tasting a bit of precum on his tongue. “You’re a shit,” he rasped out, finding Jonghyun’s wrists and getting a good hold on them as he pressed them up over his head.
As Minho’s body fitted itself so easily between his legs, Jonghyun groaned and pressed up, heat coiling in his stomach. His cock rubbed against Minho’s abs, a teasing pleasure because he wanted so much more. Using his body’s weight, Minho’s pinned Jonghyun down, keeping him from making any further movements. “Minho..” Jonghyun breathed out in a near whine, writhing a little because all he wanted was to rub against him or just something that felt good.
"I’m in control," was the only answer he got before Minho moved his lips to Jonghyun’s collarbone, biting and sucking on the skin so roughly that there was no way it wouldn’t leave a mark. By the time he was finished, Jonghyun was panting needily under him.
"Minho, please. I can’t-" he started, struggling a little again. That only earned him a deep laugh, Minho’s eyes sparkling as he leaned up and brushed his lips across his hyung’s.
"Relax. I’ll make you feel good, hyung," he whispered in a low voice, shifting his body a little so he could grind his hips down against the other’s, earning him a loud moan. It was a good thing no one was around. Jonghyun knew how careful Minho was, and he often clamped a hand over the singer’s mouth just to keep him quiet. Not that Jonghyun completely minded when it just turned him on more. But Minho didn’t do that this time, instead pushing down harder against him before grunting, frustration and need evident in his voice. Jonghyun hadn’t seen him so worked up since the first time, hadn’t ever seen him acting quite that way.
Biting down hard on a bit of skin at the top of Jonghyun’s chest, Minho let go of his hold on Jonghyun’s arms. Pain shot out from the spot, making Jonghyun cry out in surprise. He didn’t have much time to think about it, though, because Minho was pressing his hands against Jonghyun’s legs, pushing them up so he could get a good angle. Jonghyun’s eyes went wide, no time to even prepare himself before Minho was pushing into him.
"Ah, fuck!" he hissed through clenched teeth. His muscles screamed as they were forced to stretch for the other’s girth. His body protested, but he didn’t try to fight, instead dropping his hands to grip at the sheets under him. Minho let out a low sound, eyes rolling shut as he buried himself to the hilt.
As he started to rock his hips, guiding his length in and out of Jonghyun’s tight hole, Minho’s fingertips dug into his thighs from how hard he was gripping them. His movements were all rough and hard. Jonghyun looked up at him through lust clouded eyes, watching the intensity in his eyes. A low moan slipped from his throat, back arching as Minho’s thrusts sped up.
For a moment, their eyes met. Jonghyun would have held onto it longer if he could have, but Minho leaned down further over him, burying his face into the crook of the other’s neck. He moved faster, harder, his hand slipping between them to wrap tightly around his still hard member. He pulled at it just as forcefully as the roll of his hips, everything feeling based more around some need that he was trying desperately to satiate. It confused Jonghyun, but it felt good, and his own need to know what was on the other’s mind took a back seat as he rocked up against him slightly. His movements were limited, pinned by how hard Minho was pushing into him. A hummed moan vibrated on his lips as Minho’s hand brought him closer to his own climax. He could feel his muscles tightening some, body tensing as his pleasure spiked suddenly.
There was no need to hold back. The encounter was too raw for that. Minho came soon after, panting hot breaths against his neck as he stilled finally, thumb brushing across some of the cum that leaked from the tip of Jonghyun spent cock. He groaned before carefully pulling out and rolling over onto his side.
Still coming down from his pleasure high, Jonghyun contemplated what to say. Was it a good time to talk now?
"Let’s take a shower, together this time," Minho whispered before Jonghyun could make a decision. Well, he didn’t have any reason to refuse.