After Dinner Playback~ Onew/Minho, PG-13
After Dinner Playback
onew/minho
2,094
PG-13
this is a long ~drabble~ with lots of... not much (description, cuddling~ etc). Lol. Jinki comes home from work to find a worn out, tired Minho.
I'm posting this as a late birthday present (sorryT^T;;) for weerainbow & ramen_lover30's birthdays~ hope you sweet kind people had a great day :D!!
The living room was deserted when Jinki stuck his nose around the doorframe, blinking as he glanced in. It was deadly silent and empty, there was no sign of Minho. Wriggling his nose, Jinki straightened up and walked into the living room, padding across to the kitchen, which was deserted too. It was odd, at this time, usually Minho would either be sprawled across the couch watching some form of sport or in the kitchen cooking something for dinner.
Jinki liked it best when he saw Minho watching sports, and he would peep around the doorframe, watching the way Minho’s face would light up as he watched whatever sport was on the box. The deafening cheers and the announcers talking in their rapid fire voices sounded exciting and lifted Onew’s mood, but it was nothing to the way Minho would bounce up and down, throwing his fist up into the air when whatever team he was supporting won. Jinki liked the fact that almost every night it was a different sport and he enjoyed watching Minho’s reactions. For soccer he would be totally engrossed and Jinki could stand peeping at him for an hour without being noticed. Soccer was definitely Minho’s favourite, he would scream and shout and get so worked up, and it was Jinki’s favourite too (only because of how adorable Minho acted). But if it was something else like woman’s volleyball, Minho would notice Jinki in ten minutes. Well that was also Jinki’s favourite, because once Minho spotted Jinki, Minho would drag him over and snuggle with him on the couch. Minho’s hands would curl around Jinki’s torso, and his chin would settle on Jinki’s shoulder, the warmth radiating from Minho made him feel right at home.
For a second Jinki wondered if Minho was not home yet, then he remembered that Minho had left his shoes in the doorway, almost causing Jinki to trip over them. That left only place for Minho to be, and Jinki pouted a little, Minho obviously had had a rough day if he was in bed resting or sleeping. Jinki hated it when Minho had an extra-long and busy day; he hated seeing Minho so lifeless and tired. Minho worked as a soccer coach at the local high school, and every so often they would have a special soccer event, and school would be cancelled for the day. Minho would almost be the only person capable of refereeing and so he would work solidly for the whole day.
A part of Jinki was sure, someone else could do it, but he knew Minho and knew how stubborn his boyfriend was. But what miffed Jinki was the fact that Minho hadn’t even mentioned the day coming up, with a sigh he dropped his briefcase down beside the couch, it made a loud clunk. Then he tiptoed across the living room to their bedroom door.
Minho was sprawled on top of the bed, still completely dressed and with his face buried against the pillow. Minho almost never slept like that and so Jinki found himself staring at Minho for some time. Not even venturing into the room, just gazing at the beautiful sight. Minho’s hair was getting long and thick again, and it curled at the top of his neck, dark chestnut against his lightly tanned neck. Jinki sighed softly as his eyes continued down to the broad muscular shoulders, he could see Minho’s shoulder blades through his dark blue t-shirt, the fabric pulled in under his stomach only emphasising how narrow Minho’s waist was.
Jinki bit his lip as his eyes slipped lower, flicking down over Minho’s perfectly rounded and just gorgeous butt, encased in loose white shorts. Minho’s leg’s looked as if they continued on forever when he lay on his stomach, and Jinki smiled finally stopping on the socks on Minho’s feet, which had little penguins on them. They were as cute as Minho himself and Jinki couldn’t help but smile before letting his eyes flick up again. This time tracing up Minho’s athletic body until Jinki felt his muscles tensing and a pool of heat forming just below his stomach. Jinki shuddered and walked into the room, sleeping Minho sure was a beautiful thing. Staring at Minho like that, it made Jinki’s own exhaustion slide away and all he could thing about was Minho. Minho wriggled one foot and Jinki smiled stepping forward and tugging the sock off.
It sure looked comfortable lying on the bed, but Jinki decided to help Minho out of his clothes before Jinki lay down, because he was such a kind caring boyfriend. Jinki wouldn’t have any other thoughts in his head, no of course not; Jinki was a pure hearted and innocent man. Sex? No, Jinki and Minho had never had sex before, of course not, in the same way that no couples ever had sex. And with such a beautiful sexy boyfriend, no Jinki had never ever felt any kind of sexual urge.
Biting his lip Jinki wondered how he would undress Minho, since he was on his front. It seemed as if he would have to roll him over and that would surely wake him. Frowning Jinki sat and thought, but in the end he just began to tug Minho’s shirt up, one hand reaching down to stroke Minho’s back. It was warm and smooth and filled Jinki with happiness as he curved his hands up higher, sliding them up to Minho’s shoulder blades. Jinki squeezed his eyes shut, touching Minho’s back tenderly.
It didn’t matter that they had been together for five years, Jinki could never get enough of Minho’s body. The way his skin felt, and how Minho responded to his touches. In a hundred years, it would be the same, like an addiction, and Jinki couldn’t stop touching once he had started. Jinki wanted to take Minho’s shirt off completely, but Minho’s skin felt so warm against his palms that he opted to just stay like that, eyes squeezed shut in blissful contentment.
“Hyung, hyung.”
Jinki blinked and opened his eyes slowly, squinting against the light and he wondered what had happened where he was. The last thing Jinki remembered was Minho sleeping and stroking his back, but now he was lying down. Jinki smiled sleepily up at Minho, shivering when he felt Minho cup his chin. Jinki wanted to curl over and go back to sleep, his limbs felt weary and exhausted, but Minho’s hand sent a jolt of warmth sliding down from his chin straight down his chest and lower.
“You fell asleep,” Minho smiled before he leaned down to peck Jinki across the lips, pulling back before Jinki couldn’t really get into it. Jinki pouted and reached up for Minho’s head, that wasn’t a proper kiss, and Jinki demanded one. Jinki let his eyes glide shut as Minho’s lips pressed hot against his, the soft stroke of his tongue awakening laziness in Jinki and his lips parted almost immediately, his body relaxing back into the mattress. Minho’s taste flooded his sense and Jinki felt his weariness creeping in and battling against the desire that Minho’s mouth caused.
“You were asleep too,” Jinki panted softly, when Minho pulled away, raising one eyebrow and he opened his mouth to complain about Minho not warning him about that damn soccer event. It didn’t feel so important anymore, not when Jinki felt Minho tugging Jinki’s shirt up, helping him to undress. Jinki blinked, as Minho helped him to sit up, funny, he didn’t remember feeling that tired when he came home, but now, he couldn’t help but yawn and let Minho fuss over him. Jinki slid back to rest against Minho’s firm torso, smiling gently as Minho’s arms came around to encircle Jinki, Minho’s hands resting against his stomach.
“Hyung, I love you,” Jinki moaned, feeling Minho nuzzle against the side of his neck, moist lips spelling the words out against his skin, circles of desire slid around him in a dizzying circle. Jinki let his eyes slide shut arching his head back, and whimpering when he felt Minho’s tongue lapping at his Adam’s apple. Jinki continued to let out soft noises as Minho licked and sucked on his neck, Jinki could feel heat rising up through his body; he was starting to overheat in the best way possible.
“I love you too,” Jinki replied pouting, he wanted to touch too. “Minho-ya, hm let’s move.” Jinki shivered when Minho’s tongue swiped along his jawline, and he left a tender kiss there before he lifted his head.
“Move?”
“Hn,” Jinki turned, shifting out of Minho’s embrace, slowly he stood feeling the ache in his shoulders and back. Jinki’s limbs protested and his feet complained loudly, hissing at him to lie back down on the soft comfortable bed. Jinki ignored his complaining feet and limbs, locking his gaze with Minho’s as he began to unfasten his black pants. It embarrassed him a little how much his hands shook, Jinki knew that was the exhaustion, and he shuddered when Minho stuck a finger in his belt loop and tugged him forward, hands quickly unfastening his pants.
“Hyung, you’re really sleepy huh,” Minho smirked, hands resting on Jinki’s sides, he managed a small nod. Minho lowered his pants and tugged Jinki forward, letting him slip into Minho’s arms. Jinki swooned when he felt Minho’s naked torso rub against his, and lower, oh god, lower. Jinki shuddered, wondering when Minho had taken his clothes off. Wait, who cared, Minho was naked. Minho was naked and pressing up against him, Jinki shivered and snuggled into Minho’s arms, letting Minho’s warmth soak into him.
“Minho-ya,” Jinki whispered, feeling Minho’s large hands trace gentle patterns across his back. Jinki pressed his hands against Minho’s stomach, smiling when Jinki felt the way Minho twitched under the light caresses. Jinki curled his hand up Minho’s chest, caressing the smooth skin and shuddering as he felt Minho’s hands working their way down his back. Jinki was definitely overheating, he was sure there must be smoke pouring from his groin from the way Minho’s hands teased and slid across his skin.
“Minho-ya, I love you.” Jinki whispered, arching up to kiss his way along Minho’s jaw, sighing when Minho’s lips met his instead of the jawline he expected. Jinki melted into the kiss, shifting forward until he was pressed right up against Minho, his hands pressing down to cling to Minho’s hips and that perfect butt. Jinki shuddered trying to push closer to Minho, until he realised exactly what was stopping their groins from pressing together.
Jinki’s head was spinning when Minho pulled away, his hand cupped Jinki’s chin and Jinki felt his hair being tucked behind his ear. Jinki whimpered and stared across at Minho, he wanted to lick his way down Minho’s body, just taste every part of his flesh. He hungered to do it, he wanted to push Minho onto his back and just taste him, but his limbs, traitorous things refused to move from the warm circle of Minho’s arms. Instead Jinki leaned in to kiss Minho’s neck, lapping against the skin, and smiling when he felt Minho shudder against him.
“Minho-ya,” Jinki looked up to meet Minho’s warm brown eyes, smiling when he saw the desire filling them, “Have I told you recently, that I love you?” Jinki yawned softly, still gazing up at Minho. Minho smiled back and Jinki touched his jaw, fingers sliding across that sweet smile. Jinki felt like the luckiest guy ever, to be with Minho, the sweetest and kindest guy ever. If that wasn’t enough, Minho was tender and so passionate when they had sex, that Jinki wished it would never end.
“Hyung,” Jinki shivered feeling Minho’s fingertips circle his nipple, the touch sending tingles all down his body, “You’re really sleepy and cute tonight.” Jinki could hear the amusement in Minho’s tone and he grinned up at him, sighing like a contented cat and wriggling closer to suck on Minho’s neck. Jinki nodded, he was sleepy, but he was sure he could stay awake long enough to play a little longer with Minho. Smiling softly to himself, Jinki pressed kisses into Minho’s neck, deciding it was time to show Minho just how awake he was. Moments later Jinki could hear the soft pants Minho let out, his eyes widening in surprise and Jinki grinned lifting his head and leaned in to kiss Minho. It was shaping up to be a perfect end to his day and Jinki could feel excitement building throughout his body.
♥ soooooooooorrry for the OTT sap LOL^^;;;
onew/minho
2,094
PG-13
this is a long ~drabble~ with lots of... not much (description, cuddling~ etc). Lol. Jinki comes home from work to find a worn out, tired Minho.
I'm posting this as a late birthday present (sorryT^T;;) for weerainbow & ramen_lover30's birthdays~ hope you sweet kind people had a great day :D!!
The living room was deserted when Jinki stuck his nose around the doorframe, blinking as he glanced in. It was deadly silent and empty, there was no sign of Minho. Wriggling his nose, Jinki straightened up and walked into the living room, padding across to the kitchen, which was deserted too. It was odd, at this time, usually Minho would either be sprawled across the couch watching some form of sport or in the kitchen cooking something for dinner.
Jinki liked it best when he saw Minho watching sports, and he would peep around the doorframe, watching the way Minho’s face would light up as he watched whatever sport was on the box. The deafening cheers and the announcers talking in their rapid fire voices sounded exciting and lifted Onew’s mood, but it was nothing to the way Minho would bounce up and down, throwing his fist up into the air when whatever team he was supporting won. Jinki liked the fact that almost every night it was a different sport and he enjoyed watching Minho’s reactions. For soccer he would be totally engrossed and Jinki could stand peeping at him for an hour without being noticed. Soccer was definitely Minho’s favourite, he would scream and shout and get so worked up, and it was Jinki’s favourite too (only because of how adorable Minho acted). But if it was something else like woman’s volleyball, Minho would notice Jinki in ten minutes. Well that was also Jinki’s favourite, because once Minho spotted Jinki, Minho would drag him over and snuggle with him on the couch. Minho’s hands would curl around Jinki’s torso, and his chin would settle on Jinki’s shoulder, the warmth radiating from Minho made him feel right at home.
For a second Jinki wondered if Minho was not home yet, then he remembered that Minho had left his shoes in the doorway, almost causing Jinki to trip over them. That left only place for Minho to be, and Jinki pouted a little, Minho obviously had had a rough day if he was in bed resting or sleeping. Jinki hated it when Minho had an extra-long and busy day; he hated seeing Minho so lifeless and tired. Minho worked as a soccer coach at the local high school, and every so often they would have a special soccer event, and school would be cancelled for the day. Minho would almost be the only person capable of refereeing and so he would work solidly for the whole day.
A part of Jinki was sure, someone else could do it, but he knew Minho and knew how stubborn his boyfriend was. But what miffed Jinki was the fact that Minho hadn’t even mentioned the day coming up, with a sigh he dropped his briefcase down beside the couch, it made a loud clunk. Then he tiptoed across the living room to their bedroom door.
Minho was sprawled on top of the bed, still completely dressed and with his face buried against the pillow. Minho almost never slept like that and so Jinki found himself staring at Minho for some time. Not even venturing into the room, just gazing at the beautiful sight. Minho’s hair was getting long and thick again, and it curled at the top of his neck, dark chestnut against his lightly tanned neck. Jinki sighed softly as his eyes continued down to the broad muscular shoulders, he could see Minho’s shoulder blades through his dark blue t-shirt, the fabric pulled in under his stomach only emphasising how narrow Minho’s waist was.
Jinki bit his lip as his eyes slipped lower, flicking down over Minho’s perfectly rounded and just gorgeous butt, encased in loose white shorts. Minho’s leg’s looked as if they continued on forever when he lay on his stomach, and Jinki smiled finally stopping on the socks on Minho’s feet, which had little penguins on them. They were as cute as Minho himself and Jinki couldn’t help but smile before letting his eyes flick up again. This time tracing up Minho’s athletic body until Jinki felt his muscles tensing and a pool of heat forming just below his stomach. Jinki shuddered and walked into the room, sleeping Minho sure was a beautiful thing. Staring at Minho like that, it made Jinki’s own exhaustion slide away and all he could thing about was Minho. Minho wriggled one foot and Jinki smiled stepping forward and tugging the sock off.
It sure looked comfortable lying on the bed, but Jinki decided to help Minho out of his clothes before Jinki lay down, because he was such a kind caring boyfriend. Jinki wouldn’t have any other thoughts in his head, no of course not; Jinki was a pure hearted and innocent man. Sex? No, Jinki and Minho had never had sex before, of course not, in the same way that no couples ever had sex. And with such a beautiful sexy boyfriend, no Jinki had never ever felt any kind of sexual urge.
Biting his lip Jinki wondered how he would undress Minho, since he was on his front. It seemed as if he would have to roll him over and that would surely wake him. Frowning Jinki sat and thought, but in the end he just began to tug Minho’s shirt up, one hand reaching down to stroke Minho’s back. It was warm and smooth and filled Jinki with happiness as he curved his hands up higher, sliding them up to Minho’s shoulder blades. Jinki squeezed his eyes shut, touching Minho’s back tenderly.
It didn’t matter that they had been together for five years, Jinki could never get enough of Minho’s body. The way his skin felt, and how Minho responded to his touches. In a hundred years, it would be the same, like an addiction, and Jinki couldn’t stop touching once he had started. Jinki wanted to take Minho’s shirt off completely, but Minho’s skin felt so warm against his palms that he opted to just stay like that, eyes squeezed shut in blissful contentment.
“Hyung, hyung.”
Jinki blinked and opened his eyes slowly, squinting against the light and he wondered what had happened where he was. The last thing Jinki remembered was Minho sleeping and stroking his back, but now he was lying down. Jinki smiled sleepily up at Minho, shivering when he felt Minho cup his chin. Jinki wanted to curl over and go back to sleep, his limbs felt weary and exhausted, but Minho’s hand sent a jolt of warmth sliding down from his chin straight down his chest and lower.
“You fell asleep,” Minho smiled before he leaned down to peck Jinki across the lips, pulling back before Jinki couldn’t really get into it. Jinki pouted and reached up for Minho’s head, that wasn’t a proper kiss, and Jinki demanded one. Jinki let his eyes glide shut as Minho’s lips pressed hot against his, the soft stroke of his tongue awakening laziness in Jinki and his lips parted almost immediately, his body relaxing back into the mattress. Minho’s taste flooded his sense and Jinki felt his weariness creeping in and battling against the desire that Minho’s mouth caused.
“You were asleep too,” Jinki panted softly, when Minho pulled away, raising one eyebrow and he opened his mouth to complain about Minho not warning him about that damn soccer event. It didn’t feel so important anymore, not when Jinki felt Minho tugging Jinki’s shirt up, helping him to undress. Jinki blinked, as Minho helped him to sit up, funny, he didn’t remember feeling that tired when he came home, but now, he couldn’t help but yawn and let Minho fuss over him. Jinki slid back to rest against Minho’s firm torso, smiling gently as Minho’s arms came around to encircle Jinki, Minho’s hands resting against his stomach.
“Hyung, I love you,” Jinki moaned, feeling Minho nuzzle against the side of his neck, moist lips spelling the words out against his skin, circles of desire slid around him in a dizzying circle. Jinki let his eyes slide shut arching his head back, and whimpering when he felt Minho’s tongue lapping at his Adam’s apple. Jinki continued to let out soft noises as Minho licked and sucked on his neck, Jinki could feel heat rising up through his body; he was starting to overheat in the best way possible.
“I love you too,” Jinki replied pouting, he wanted to touch too. “Minho-ya, hm let’s move.” Jinki shivered when Minho’s tongue swiped along his jawline, and he left a tender kiss there before he lifted his head.
“Move?”
“Hn,” Jinki turned, shifting out of Minho’s embrace, slowly he stood feeling the ache in his shoulders and back. Jinki’s limbs protested and his feet complained loudly, hissing at him to lie back down on the soft comfortable bed. Jinki ignored his complaining feet and limbs, locking his gaze with Minho’s as he began to unfasten his black pants. It embarrassed him a little how much his hands shook, Jinki knew that was the exhaustion, and he shuddered when Minho stuck a finger in his belt loop and tugged him forward, hands quickly unfastening his pants.
“Hyung, you’re really sleepy huh,” Minho smirked, hands resting on Jinki’s sides, he managed a small nod. Minho lowered his pants and tugged Jinki forward, letting him slip into Minho’s arms. Jinki swooned when he felt Minho’s naked torso rub against his, and lower, oh god, lower. Jinki shuddered, wondering when Minho had taken his clothes off. Wait, who cared, Minho was naked. Minho was naked and pressing up against him, Jinki shivered and snuggled into Minho’s arms, letting Minho’s warmth soak into him.
“Minho-ya,” Jinki whispered, feeling Minho’s large hands trace gentle patterns across his back. Jinki pressed his hands against Minho’s stomach, smiling when Jinki felt the way Minho twitched under the light caresses. Jinki curled his hand up Minho’s chest, caressing the smooth skin and shuddering as he felt Minho’s hands working their way down his back. Jinki was definitely overheating, he was sure there must be smoke pouring from his groin from the way Minho’s hands teased and slid across his skin.
“Minho-ya, I love you.” Jinki whispered, arching up to kiss his way along Minho’s jaw, sighing when Minho’s lips met his instead of the jawline he expected. Jinki melted into the kiss, shifting forward until he was pressed right up against Minho, his hands pressing down to cling to Minho’s hips and that perfect butt. Jinki shuddered trying to push closer to Minho, until he realised exactly what was stopping their groins from pressing together.
Jinki’s head was spinning when Minho pulled away, his hand cupped Jinki’s chin and Jinki felt his hair being tucked behind his ear. Jinki whimpered and stared across at Minho, he wanted to lick his way down Minho’s body, just taste every part of his flesh. He hungered to do it, he wanted to push Minho onto his back and just taste him, but his limbs, traitorous things refused to move from the warm circle of Minho’s arms. Instead Jinki leaned in to kiss Minho’s neck, lapping against the skin, and smiling when he felt Minho shudder against him.
“Minho-ya,” Jinki looked up to meet Minho’s warm brown eyes, smiling when he saw the desire filling them, “Have I told you recently, that I love you?” Jinki yawned softly, still gazing up at Minho. Minho smiled back and Jinki touched his jaw, fingers sliding across that sweet smile. Jinki felt like the luckiest guy ever, to be with Minho, the sweetest and kindest guy ever. If that wasn’t enough, Minho was tender and so passionate when they had sex, that Jinki wished it would never end.
“Hyung,” Jinki shivered feeling Minho’s fingertips circle his nipple, the touch sending tingles all down his body, “You’re really sleepy and cute tonight.” Jinki could hear the amusement in Minho’s tone and he grinned up at him, sighing like a contented cat and wriggling closer to suck on Minho’s neck. Jinki nodded, he was sleepy, but he was sure he could stay awake long enough to play a little longer with Minho. Smiling softly to himself, Jinki pressed kisses into Minho’s neck, deciding it was time to show Minho just how awake he was. Moments later Jinki could hear the soft pants Minho let out, his eyes widening in surprise and Jinki grinned lifting his head and leaned in to kiss Minho. It was shaping up to be a perfect end to his day and Jinki could feel excitement building throughout his body.
♥ soooooooooorrry for the OTT sap LOL^^;;;