A Little Fun Never Hurt Anyone
Title: A Little Fun Never Hurt Anyone
Rating: NC-17
Genre: SmutSmutSmut
Paring: Main: RiJongKey, Jongkey, GRi Semi: OnKey Very Minor: MinKey, TaeKey Warning: Slut!Key/ Threesome/ Controlling!TopJonghyun/ DP
Summary:Jonghyun makes new friends easily. Seungri is just happy to have someone that isn't his sunbae to talk to. Jonghyun decides its time to introduce him to SHINee's dirty little secret. And boy, it is dirty.
A/N: Yea, this one is a little weird. It's mainly Key/Seungri/Jonghyun with focus on Key in Seungri POV. And, because I just can't write Seungri with out Jiyong, GRi (wait for it! It's there towards the end!) If you make it through this with out thinking I'm totally warped, then lets be friends!
Warning: Dirtiness ahead
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A moan broke the silence and Seungri felt distinctly uncomfortable. Despite all the teasing he received from Jiyong, he really didn’t watch that much porn. So, sitting on a couch with someone else he barely knew watching a man slam over and over into some wanton woman on the screen was not something he typically did. But, Jonghyun hadn’t really asked his opinion when he shoved the DVD in and sat beside him.
Thankfully all his other group mates were out and the shades were closed. He didn’t think he would have been able to take the shame if some innocent boy from SHINee had walked in on them.
Jonghyun was sitting just an arm’s length away, but Seungri could swear he was in another world. His eyes were glazed over and he stared raptly at the screen. Wait, when had it switched from some blonde woman to…two men?
“Do you like it?” Jonghyun’s voice was husky. “Cause I think it’s hot.”
The two men on screen were complete opposites. One was huge. Bulky and muscled and grunting like a man did. The other, well he was beautiful. Thin body and lips that looked like they were made to give a blow job. He rode the other man with his head thrown back and gasped into the air.
His cock gave an unexpected twitch. He smirked over at the other boy.
“Have you ever met Jiyong?” Jonghyun looked back confused. “It’s pretty hard to stay straight living with him.”
Jonghyun let out a bark of laughter and turned back to the screen.
“Good, that makes this so much easier.” He was going to ask what the hell he was talking about when the front door opened. His eyes widened in panic at being caught. Jonghyun just smiled and took his cock out of his pants. It was already hard and heavy in his hand. A few light strokes brought it to full attention just as someone called out his arrival from the hall way.
“Jjong, I’m home!” He didn’t know them all well enough to pick out their voices, but the second the boy stepped in the room, he knew exactly who it was. Neither one looked the slightest bit uncomfortable with Jonghyun’s exposed cock.
“Key this is Seungri.” Their eyes locked and Seungri felt heat spread all over his body. Key took a step into the room.
“I know who he is.” His voice was quiet, controlled. Seungri had the sudden urge to break it until he screamed.
“Well, then why don’t you come over here and give us a proper hello.” Cheesy phrases aside, the rapper followed the order with out a seconds hesitation. He sauntered across the carpet and straddled Jonghyun’s lap. Immediately their lips collided and a moan broke through the silence. Seungri watched their tongues touch furiously. A light hand touched his arm and he looked down to see Jonghyun trying to pull him closer to them.
He reddened, but scooted across the couch until his thigh was touching Key’s. Jonghyun threaded a hand behind his head at the same time he grabbed hold of Key’s hair. He tore their lips apart and angled him towards Seungri. Key’s lips glistened in the light, but that was all the time he got to appreciate the situation before Jonghyun pressed their lips together. A hot tongue found it’s way into his mouth and his hands instantly grabbed hold of Key’s arms.
He heard a zipper being slid down somewhere in the room, but paid it no mind as Key hopped from Jonghyun’s lap to his. The boy ground down without hesitation and it ripped a moan out of him. He rolled his hips lightly, creating delicious friction. But it wasn’t enough.
Seungri gripped the boy’s ass with a firm hand and shoved him as close as possible. Key broke the kiss and leaned his head back with a satisfied whimper.
“He’s so hot, isn’t he?” Jonghyun whispered, but Seungri didn’t know if he was talking to Key or himself. All he cared about was the continuous roll of the dancers hips on his and the way his hands were struggling to undo his pants.
Damn skinny jeans.
Jonghyun seemed to have enough of being left out and slid his pants all the way off. He grabbed hold of Key’s hair again and led him down to his cock. It was dripping in wait and Key didn’t waste a second before he engulfed it whole. Seungri shivered in jealously. Jonghyun’s satisfied moan lit a fire in him. He tore off his shirt and reached over to remove his pants when Jonghyun stopped him.
“Don’t.” He gasped before locking eyes with him. The darkness they held told him to stop and pay attention. “Just stay still for a moment.”
He allowed Key a few seconds more of licking before he pulled him back up. His hair was messy and the zipper was undone on his skinny jeans. He cock was out, but there was a shiny ring at the base of it that made Seungri shiver.
He knew exactly what that was. Jiyong had used that on him as punishment more than once. At first it always seemed fun, but when he was begging to come, it was anything but.
Jonghyun saw where his eyes had landed and smirked.
“This way, he’s not allowed to come until we decide.” Seungri didn’t need to ask who ‘we’ was. It was rapidly becoming obviously that SHINee was not as innocent as he had believed.
Jonghyun stroked the boy’s cock once before he pulled his shirt and pants off with only minimal effort. The practiced ease of someone who had done it many times before. Key sat naked and expectant on Jonghyun’s lap, but he did not move.
The rapper looked to his hyung for directions, and Seungri was struck by their dynamic. It seemed no matter what, Jonghyun called the shots an Key followed immediately.
It was so hot he pushed his palm to the front of his jeans and whimpered at how uncomfortably hard he had become. Jonghyun pushed Key onto his hands and knees facing Seungri’s aching arousal. He chuckled at his undone state.
“Key, suck him.”
Seungri didn’t think he had ever heard more amazing words in his whole life. Key smiled lustfully and leaned over Jonghyun to take the zipper in his teeth. He brought it down with a scrape that caused a shock to go through his whole body. He didn’t think he was going to make it until he got him out, if he kept doing things like that.
Thankfully, he used his hands to pulled the jeans from his legs. He lifted his hips and Key slid them down to the floor. His cock stood proudly and expectant. Key licked just the tip with his warm tongue. He could see Jonghyun sucking on his fingers just behind him, but he paid it no mind as cold air circulated his cock. Key hummed at his shiver.
“Cold?” He tried to nod or shake his head, or anything to show he was coherent, but he found he couldn’t focus. “Ok, then, I’ll just have to warm you up.”
Heat surrounded his member and he threw his head back in a gasp. He wondered how Jonghyun could ever have pulled his talented mouth away from his cock, because he was seriously considering moving in so he would never have to feel the loss of it. Key twisted his tongue around the base and pulled as much as he could in until the tip touched the back of his throat. He pulled back with a breathless gasp before dropping back down and doing it again. Seungri gripped his hair and forced a little more in. Key just moaned and took it all.
His attention was reluctantly drawn from the glorious mouth to Jonghyun who was working his fingers into the rapper’s tight hole. Jonghyun saw his staring and grinned before adding a fourth finger. Vibrations shot up his cock as Key groaned deeply and picked up his pace. Seungri found his breath coming in ragged gasps at the furious pace his member was hitting the back of Key’s throat. Nothing could be better than this.
“Wanna fuck him?” Jonghyun asked from next to him and Seungri instantly changed his mind. Nothing could be better than that.
He didn’t have time to nod before Key released him with a wet -pop- and sat back on his heels. His cock was red and dripping, but Seungri knew he wouldn’t come until Jonghyun decided it was time. He almost felt sorry for the boy. That was until he turned him to sit cross-legged on the couch facing Jonghyun. He smiled before climbing onto his lap again.
“Now Key.” And the boy dropped down fully. Oh god, the heat. It was so tight it surrounded him like a vice. He felt Key’s shaky breath on his neck and give him a moment to get used to the intrusion. Jonghyun apparently had other plans and he felt the singer’s fingers join his inside Key.
“Didn’t think you were going to be the only one to enjoy, did you?” His voice was lighthearted, but the way Key shivered in his arms distracted him from Jonghyun. He opened his mouth the tell him to stop when Key’s head shot off his shoulder and his mouth opened in a silent scream. Jonghyun smirked behind him and crooked his finger again. Key squeaked and tightened his hold on Seungri’s shoulders.
“I know what you’re thinking, Ri.” He felt the fingers leave before something much larger pushed in next to him. “But you’ll never meet a bigger slut than Key.”
The boy between them flew into a frenzy of actions as Jonghyun joined him inside. His hands scrabbled at Seungri’s chest and his throat worked in overload as he swallowed and gasped and ground down on the two cocks inside him.
“Oh god, oh god.” He moaned on repeat until Jonghyun turned his head and covered Key’s mouth with his. The boy stilled for a moment before Jonghyun snapped his hips upward and forced himself completely inside Key.
They broke apart and Key leaned forward to capture Seungri's lips. His kiss was desperate as he lifted himself up and crashed back down. If the tightness from being inside him alone wasn’t enough, the grip with two was almost unbearable. Seungri wrapped his hand around the back of Key’s neck and kissed him wickedly. The boy moaned into his mouth as he brought himself up and down on their joined cocks. Jonghyun reached around the font and stroked Key with slow pulls that must have been agonizing.
Seungri broke the kiss and watched as Key laid his head back on Jonghyun’s shoulder and whimpered. The couch shook with the force of their combined thrusts and Seungri didn’t know how much longer he would be able to last. Jonghyun’s breath was becoming rapid and he knew he was almost there. His fist picked up the pace on Key’s cock and the boy moaned lowly.
His hand came up weakly to grip Seungri’s bicep. It steadied his composure and he thrust up harder just to see the elated face he made each time.
Jonghyun locked eyes with him and the darkness in them shot straight to his cock.
“I’m-” He gasped, thrusting faster. Jonghyun nodded back.
“Yea, me too.”
In an unspoken communication, Seungri laid back on the couch while Jonghyun pushed Key with him. Amazingly, they never broke contact. Jonghyun pulled back to piston in and out of Key. His head dropped and his hair fell into his eyes.
Seungri didn’t think he had ever seen anything sexier in his life.
Key cried out as Seungri gripped his cock forcefully. His body spasmed and his entrance tightened painfully around the two boys. Seungri squeezed his eyes shut and a tidal wave crashed over his body and he came in the boy. Jonghyun groaned a moment later and he felt the older boy go still.
They all remained connected until Jonghyun pulled gingerly out. He sat back on the couch and gathered Key in his lap. Seungri lay completely satisfied and thanked his lucky stars Jiyong had allowed him to go out today. Happily sated, he sat up and drew his legs inward. What he saw shouldn’t have shocked him, but his eyes widened anyways.
Key sat, still completely hard, in Jonghyun’s lap and was currently begging him to let him come. Seungri instantly felt the makings of another hardon tingling in his cock.
“Please Jjong. Take it off.” His voice was so needy that if he were Jonghyun, he didn’t think he would have been able to deny such a request. The cock ring gleamed brightly from it’s snug place around his aching erection. Jonghyun fingered his cock lightly.
The boy squirmed in his lap.
“Are you sure? Did you take care of every one else today?”
Key nodded breathlessly and bucked his hips up. Jonghyun did not change his pace or his tone at the desperate motions. Seungri envied his composure.
“Taemin?” Jonghyun’s hand tightened on his cock.
“Bl-blow job while he was doing his ho-homework.” The hand crooked to the right and Key gasped.
“Minho?” Key’s mouth opened in a silent scream as his body convulsed. The ring stopped him from coming again and he groaned in a frantic plea. Jonghyun didn’t give him a moments rest before he stroked him again.
“Minho?” He reiterated with more force. Key looked on the verge of tears.
“Took me over the kitchen table before filming.” It was rushed out and he ground down on the hips below him. “Jjong, please!“
Seungri almost broke there and did it for him. But, it was Jonghyun’s boy. Jonghyun’s rules.
“And Jinki?”
Key almost stopped moving altogether as the horrible revelation came to him. Real sobs escaped from him body.
“You haven’t done Jinki, yet, have you?” Key’s head fell and his hair covered his eyes. Seungri thought that was the most dangerously hot thing he had done all day. His submission was beautiful. Jonghyun didn’t let it go.
“Key?”
His head snapped up and he turned to glare at the singer.
“No! Damnit, no! And you knew that before you had me come over here and play part in your little gay-curious twosome!” The glare was turned to him and he shivered under its weight. Jiyong’s leader glare had nothing on the glare of a severely sexually deprived rapper.
“Stop it Key. You know the rules.” Key sighed shakily and threw his head back on Jonghyun’s shoulder.
“Then st-stop doing that.” Seungri looked down and noticed Jonghyun’s hand was still stroking the boy. What a devious punishment.
“But, I want you completely ready.” His voice was sugary sweet but the smirk he shared with Seungri was anything but.
“What for?”
“Jinki is due back any minute.” Jonghyun’s voice was so low it shot straight to his own cock. Key must have felt the same because he cried out and bucked up again. The lack of release caught him by surprise every time and he groaned in disappointment. No, that wasn’t the right word.
Anguish.
Key sucked in breath after breath. His hair fell limply against his head and Seungri itched with the desire to touch him again. Jonghyun must have seen the lust in his expression because soon he had a lapful of a squirming boy.
“Don’t stop stroking him.” Key’s eyes widened. “He deserves it for lying to me.”
“Jjong, I didn’t li-” He took hold of the swollen member and massaged the flesh at the darkness in Jonghyun’s eyes. He knew better than to piss of an angry top.
“Really? Then how come you tried to convince me to let you break the rules when we both know Jinki has been gone all day?”
He tightened his grip as the boy opened and shut his mouth, speechless against being caught in a lie. Seungri knew exactly how he felt at that moment. If it was one thing Jiyong didn’t tolerate, it was lying. He had learned slowly over many nights tied to the bed frame just how much Jiyong despised lying. He felt a little for the boy, but the delicious way his ass ground against his cock wiped all the concern away.
“Thought so. I should let Seungri fuck you again just for thinking I’d be so stupid.” His cock twitched at the thought.
Key’s eyes widened and he knew the boy was still recovering from the attention he had just received.
“I won’t though.” Seungri was more than a little disappointed. “But next time, I’m going to let him bring over any toy he wants. And he’ll get to use it on you for as long as he likes."
Seungri smiled widely at Jonghyun.
Jiyong-hyung had lots of toys. His mind wandered at the delicious thoughts.
Jonghyun’s laugh brought him back to the present situation and he was shocked to see Jinki standing in the entrance way of the living room. Seungri gave an awkward little wave at his presence.
Jinki smiled at him, but turned to the singer with a distinct leader stare.“Jonghyun?”
“Oh hey Jinki!” Jonghyun called cheerfully. Seungri wanted to die in embarrassment. “Key was just getting to know my new friend, Seungri.”
Jinki’s eyes immediately dropped to Key’s cock. He let out a sigh when he saw the little ring still in place.
“Whew! I thought you let him break the rules.” Seungri would have thought their group dynamic was dangerously skewed, but then he thought back to his relationship with Jiyong and shivered.
It could definitely get weirder.
“Listen, I know you probably wanted to stay, but Key looks dangerously close to crying and I have to fuck him before he's allowed to come. And, I’m not really comfortable with doing that in front of someone I don’t know…” He shuffled his feet and looked like anything but a leader. Seungri wanted to laugh at the way he looked so bashful even with the phrases that had just come out of his mouth.
Jonghyun looked like he was about to stand up for him, but Key squirmed in his lap and a needy whimper tore from his throat. He actually felt bad for him.
“Its ok. I have to get back anyways. Jiyong will wonder where I am.” He passed the boy back over to Jonghyun and stood to put his clothes on. Jinki passed a gaze over him appraisingly before taking his vacated place on the couch. Key immediately crawled to him and started on the buttons to his jeans.
Jinki ruffled a hand through Key’s hair. His eyes shot up to see Seungri looking. If possible, his grin widened.
“By the way, tell Jiyong, I say hi.” His voice was teasing and Seungri suddenly had this sick feeling in his stomach. He had his clothes on, but had never felt more naked in his life.
“How do you know him?” He fearfully awaited the answer. Jinki looked down to Key’s head, bobbing up and down on his cock.
“Oh, I just came from there.” His stomach dropped into his toes. Shit. “He misses you.”
Seungri sprinted out of the dorm.
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Seungri stood anxiously at his own front door. He cautiously made his way in, but lost his grip of the door at the last moment. It closed with an echoing -slam- and he winced at the noise. Jiyong should be the only one home, and he hated when Ri let the door make such a loud noise. Just as he thought, no sooner than he had his shoes off, did the leader come storming down the hall way.
“Damnit, maknae, what did I tell you about the door?!” His voice was dangerous already and Seungri shivered at his heat.
“Sorry, Hyung, I forgot.” His apology was swept aside as Jiyong’s eyes narrowed.
“Where were you?” Seungri knew this was a loaded question. The kind where Jiyong already knew the answer.
“I was at the SHINee dorm with Jonghyun-hyung.” He made his voice meek like he knew turned on the leader. Jiyong’s pupils blew and he took a step forward. He breathed in deeply and immediately grabbed his shirt.
“You smell like sex.” It wasn’t an accusation as much as it was a statement. Seungri knew the leader didn’t care about his explanations so he stayed silent.
“You let one of them fuck you?” That was an accusation. Seungri shook his head slowly at the dangerous look. He had never seen the leader so angry.
“No, I- I mean, we took Key.” He gulped as Jiyong stepped into his personal space and kissed him forcefully. His tongue pushed it’s way inside and he couldn’t do anything but give in. He was released quickly but then he felt his feet sweep out from under him. His back landed hard on the carpet and Jiyong stood over him with such a treacherous gaze that he shivered.
“Well, if you’re off fucking other little pop stars, perhaps you just aren’t getting enough from me.” He dropped to his knees over the boy. “Is that it, Ri? Do you just need more attention from your leader?”
He moaned at the thought and nodded his head. A rough hand gripped his chin.
“Well good. Because you’re going to get all of me, Ri.” His face was tossed to the side viciously and Jiyong got off him. He started to walk to their room but paused before he reached the door. He looked over his shoulder with blazing eyes.
“Come.”
Seungri ran.
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I might continue with a part two with the continuation of the GRi smut if you guys want it. Let me know!
EDIT: I LOVE YOU GUYS SOOO MUCH!!! I'm gonna do a sequel for sure now!! I have to finish my three fics for the GDHEARTRI Fanmix, but after than I'm going to do this! Please list any special little thing (kink, or whatever) if you want to see it. Be as dirty as you like!! ;D
Rating: NC-17
Genre: SmutSmutSmut
Paring: Main: RiJongKey, Jongkey, GRi Semi: OnKey Very Minor: MinKey, TaeKey Warning: Slut!Key/ Threesome/ Controlling!TopJonghyun/ DP
Summary:Jonghyun makes new friends easily. Seungri is just happy to have someone that isn't his sunbae to talk to. Jonghyun decides its time to introduce him to SHINee's dirty little secret. And boy, it is dirty.
A/N: Yea, this one is a little weird. It's mainly Key/Seungri/Jonghyun with focus on Key in Seungri POV. And, because I just can't write Seungri with out Jiyong, GRi (wait for it! It's there towards the end!) If you make it through this with out thinking I'm totally warped, then lets be friends!
Warning: Dirtiness ahead
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A moan broke the silence and Seungri felt distinctly uncomfortable. Despite all the teasing he received from Jiyong, he really didn’t watch that much porn. So, sitting on a couch with someone else he barely knew watching a man slam over and over into some wanton woman on the screen was not something he typically did. But, Jonghyun hadn’t really asked his opinion when he shoved the DVD in and sat beside him.
Thankfully all his other group mates were out and the shades were closed. He didn’t think he would have been able to take the shame if some innocent boy from SHINee had walked in on them.
Jonghyun was sitting just an arm’s length away, but Seungri could swear he was in another world. His eyes were glazed over and he stared raptly at the screen. Wait, when had it switched from some blonde woman to…two men?
“Do you like it?” Jonghyun’s voice was husky. “Cause I think it’s hot.”
The two men on screen were complete opposites. One was huge. Bulky and muscled and grunting like a man did. The other, well he was beautiful. Thin body and lips that looked like they were made to give a blow job. He rode the other man with his head thrown back and gasped into the air.
His cock gave an unexpected twitch. He smirked over at the other boy.
“Have you ever met Jiyong?” Jonghyun looked back confused. “It’s pretty hard to stay straight living with him.”
Jonghyun let out a bark of laughter and turned back to the screen.
“Good, that makes this so much easier.” He was going to ask what the hell he was talking about when the front door opened. His eyes widened in panic at being caught. Jonghyun just smiled and took his cock out of his pants. It was already hard and heavy in his hand. A few light strokes brought it to full attention just as someone called out his arrival from the hall way.
“Jjong, I’m home!” He didn’t know them all well enough to pick out their voices, but the second the boy stepped in the room, he knew exactly who it was. Neither one looked the slightest bit uncomfortable with Jonghyun’s exposed cock.
“Key this is Seungri.” Their eyes locked and Seungri felt heat spread all over his body. Key took a step into the room.
“I know who he is.” His voice was quiet, controlled. Seungri had the sudden urge to break it until he screamed.
“Well, then why don’t you come over here and give us a proper hello.” Cheesy phrases aside, the rapper followed the order with out a seconds hesitation. He sauntered across the carpet and straddled Jonghyun’s lap. Immediately their lips collided and a moan broke through the silence. Seungri watched their tongues touch furiously. A light hand touched his arm and he looked down to see Jonghyun trying to pull him closer to them.
He reddened, but scooted across the couch until his thigh was touching Key’s. Jonghyun threaded a hand behind his head at the same time he grabbed hold of Key’s hair. He tore their lips apart and angled him towards Seungri. Key’s lips glistened in the light, but that was all the time he got to appreciate the situation before Jonghyun pressed their lips together. A hot tongue found it’s way into his mouth and his hands instantly grabbed hold of Key’s arms.
He heard a zipper being slid down somewhere in the room, but paid it no mind as Key hopped from Jonghyun’s lap to his. The boy ground down without hesitation and it ripped a moan out of him. He rolled his hips lightly, creating delicious friction. But it wasn’t enough.
Seungri gripped the boy’s ass with a firm hand and shoved him as close as possible. Key broke the kiss and leaned his head back with a satisfied whimper.
“He’s so hot, isn’t he?” Jonghyun whispered, but Seungri didn’t know if he was talking to Key or himself. All he cared about was the continuous roll of the dancers hips on his and the way his hands were struggling to undo his pants.
Damn skinny jeans.
Jonghyun seemed to have enough of being left out and slid his pants all the way off. He grabbed hold of Key’s hair again and led him down to his cock. It was dripping in wait and Key didn’t waste a second before he engulfed it whole. Seungri shivered in jealously. Jonghyun’s satisfied moan lit a fire in him. He tore off his shirt and reached over to remove his pants when Jonghyun stopped him.
“Don’t.” He gasped before locking eyes with him. The darkness they held told him to stop and pay attention. “Just stay still for a moment.”
He allowed Key a few seconds more of licking before he pulled him back up. His hair was messy and the zipper was undone on his skinny jeans. He cock was out, but there was a shiny ring at the base of it that made Seungri shiver.
He knew exactly what that was. Jiyong had used that on him as punishment more than once. At first it always seemed fun, but when he was begging to come, it was anything but.
Jonghyun saw where his eyes had landed and smirked.
“This way, he’s not allowed to come until we decide.” Seungri didn’t need to ask who ‘we’ was. It was rapidly becoming obviously that SHINee was not as innocent as he had believed.
Jonghyun stroked the boy’s cock once before he pulled his shirt and pants off with only minimal effort. The practiced ease of someone who had done it many times before. Key sat naked and expectant on Jonghyun’s lap, but he did not move.
The rapper looked to his hyung for directions, and Seungri was struck by their dynamic. It seemed no matter what, Jonghyun called the shots an Key followed immediately.
It was so hot he pushed his palm to the front of his jeans and whimpered at how uncomfortably hard he had become. Jonghyun pushed Key onto his hands and knees facing Seungri’s aching arousal. He chuckled at his undone state.
“Key, suck him.”
Seungri didn’t think he had ever heard more amazing words in his whole life. Key smiled lustfully and leaned over Jonghyun to take the zipper in his teeth. He brought it down with a scrape that caused a shock to go through his whole body. He didn’t think he was going to make it until he got him out, if he kept doing things like that.
Thankfully, he used his hands to pulled the jeans from his legs. He lifted his hips and Key slid them down to the floor. His cock stood proudly and expectant. Key licked just the tip with his warm tongue. He could see Jonghyun sucking on his fingers just behind him, but he paid it no mind as cold air circulated his cock. Key hummed at his shiver.
“Cold?” He tried to nod or shake his head, or anything to show he was coherent, but he found he couldn’t focus. “Ok, then, I’ll just have to warm you up.”
Heat surrounded his member and he threw his head back in a gasp. He wondered how Jonghyun could ever have pulled his talented mouth away from his cock, because he was seriously considering moving in so he would never have to feel the loss of it. Key twisted his tongue around the base and pulled as much as he could in until the tip touched the back of his throat. He pulled back with a breathless gasp before dropping back down and doing it again. Seungri gripped his hair and forced a little more in. Key just moaned and took it all.
His attention was reluctantly drawn from the glorious mouth to Jonghyun who was working his fingers into the rapper’s tight hole. Jonghyun saw his staring and grinned before adding a fourth finger. Vibrations shot up his cock as Key groaned deeply and picked up his pace. Seungri found his breath coming in ragged gasps at the furious pace his member was hitting the back of Key’s throat. Nothing could be better than this.
“Wanna fuck him?” Jonghyun asked from next to him and Seungri instantly changed his mind. Nothing could be better than that.
He didn’t have time to nod before Key released him with a wet -pop- and sat back on his heels. His cock was red and dripping, but Seungri knew he wouldn’t come until Jonghyun decided it was time. He almost felt sorry for the boy. That was until he turned him to sit cross-legged on the couch facing Jonghyun. He smiled before climbing onto his lap again.
“Now Key.” And the boy dropped down fully. Oh god, the heat. It was so tight it surrounded him like a vice. He felt Key’s shaky breath on his neck and give him a moment to get used to the intrusion. Jonghyun apparently had other plans and he felt the singer’s fingers join his inside Key.
“Didn’t think you were going to be the only one to enjoy, did you?” His voice was lighthearted, but the way Key shivered in his arms distracted him from Jonghyun. He opened his mouth the tell him to stop when Key’s head shot off his shoulder and his mouth opened in a silent scream. Jonghyun smirked behind him and crooked his finger again. Key squeaked and tightened his hold on Seungri’s shoulders.
“I know what you’re thinking, Ri.” He felt the fingers leave before something much larger pushed in next to him. “But you’ll never meet a bigger slut than Key.”
The boy between them flew into a frenzy of actions as Jonghyun joined him inside. His hands scrabbled at Seungri’s chest and his throat worked in overload as he swallowed and gasped and ground down on the two cocks inside him.
“Oh god, oh god.” He moaned on repeat until Jonghyun turned his head and covered Key’s mouth with his. The boy stilled for a moment before Jonghyun snapped his hips upward and forced himself completely inside Key.
They broke apart and Key leaned forward to capture Seungri's lips. His kiss was desperate as he lifted himself up and crashed back down. If the tightness from being inside him alone wasn’t enough, the grip with two was almost unbearable. Seungri wrapped his hand around the back of Key’s neck and kissed him wickedly. The boy moaned into his mouth as he brought himself up and down on their joined cocks. Jonghyun reached around the font and stroked Key with slow pulls that must have been agonizing.
Seungri broke the kiss and watched as Key laid his head back on Jonghyun’s shoulder and whimpered. The couch shook with the force of their combined thrusts and Seungri didn’t know how much longer he would be able to last. Jonghyun’s breath was becoming rapid and he knew he was almost there. His fist picked up the pace on Key’s cock and the boy moaned lowly.
His hand came up weakly to grip Seungri’s bicep. It steadied his composure and he thrust up harder just to see the elated face he made each time.
Jonghyun locked eyes with him and the darkness in them shot straight to his cock.
“I’m-” He gasped, thrusting faster. Jonghyun nodded back.
“Yea, me too.”
In an unspoken communication, Seungri laid back on the couch while Jonghyun pushed Key with him. Amazingly, they never broke contact. Jonghyun pulled back to piston in and out of Key. His head dropped and his hair fell into his eyes.
Seungri didn’t think he had ever seen anything sexier in his life.
Key cried out as Seungri gripped his cock forcefully. His body spasmed and his entrance tightened painfully around the two boys. Seungri squeezed his eyes shut and a tidal wave crashed over his body and he came in the boy. Jonghyun groaned a moment later and he felt the older boy go still.
They all remained connected until Jonghyun pulled gingerly out. He sat back on the couch and gathered Key in his lap. Seungri lay completely satisfied and thanked his lucky stars Jiyong had allowed him to go out today. Happily sated, he sat up and drew his legs inward. What he saw shouldn’t have shocked him, but his eyes widened anyways.
Key sat, still completely hard, in Jonghyun’s lap and was currently begging him to let him come. Seungri instantly felt the makings of another hardon tingling in his cock.
“Please Jjong. Take it off.” His voice was so needy that if he were Jonghyun, he didn’t think he would have been able to deny such a request. The cock ring gleamed brightly from it’s snug place around his aching erection. Jonghyun fingered his cock lightly.
The boy squirmed in his lap.
“Are you sure? Did you take care of every one else today?”
Key nodded breathlessly and bucked his hips up. Jonghyun did not change his pace or his tone at the desperate motions. Seungri envied his composure.
“Taemin?” Jonghyun’s hand tightened on his cock.
“Bl-blow job while he was doing his ho-homework.” The hand crooked to the right and Key gasped.
“Minho?” Key’s mouth opened in a silent scream as his body convulsed. The ring stopped him from coming again and he groaned in a frantic plea. Jonghyun didn’t give him a moments rest before he stroked him again.
“Minho?” He reiterated with more force. Key looked on the verge of tears.
“Took me over the kitchen table before filming.” It was rushed out and he ground down on the hips below him. “Jjong, please!“
Seungri almost broke there and did it for him. But, it was Jonghyun’s boy. Jonghyun’s rules.
“And Jinki?”
Key almost stopped moving altogether as the horrible revelation came to him. Real sobs escaped from him body.
“You haven’t done Jinki, yet, have you?” Key’s head fell and his hair covered his eyes. Seungri thought that was the most dangerously hot thing he had done all day. His submission was beautiful. Jonghyun didn’t let it go.
“Key?”
His head snapped up and he turned to glare at the singer.
“No! Damnit, no! And you knew that before you had me come over here and play part in your little gay-curious twosome!” The glare was turned to him and he shivered under its weight. Jiyong’s leader glare had nothing on the glare of a severely sexually deprived rapper.
“Stop it Key. You know the rules.” Key sighed shakily and threw his head back on Jonghyun’s shoulder.
“Then st-stop doing that.” Seungri looked down and noticed Jonghyun’s hand was still stroking the boy. What a devious punishment.
“But, I want you completely ready.” His voice was sugary sweet but the smirk he shared with Seungri was anything but.
“What for?”
“Jinki is due back any minute.” Jonghyun’s voice was so low it shot straight to his own cock. Key must have felt the same because he cried out and bucked up again. The lack of release caught him by surprise every time and he groaned in disappointment. No, that wasn’t the right word.
Anguish.
Key sucked in breath after breath. His hair fell limply against his head and Seungri itched with the desire to touch him again. Jonghyun must have seen the lust in his expression because soon he had a lapful of a squirming boy.
“Don’t stop stroking him.” Key’s eyes widened. “He deserves it for lying to me.”
“Jjong, I didn’t li-” He took hold of the swollen member and massaged the flesh at the darkness in Jonghyun’s eyes. He knew better than to piss of an angry top.
“Really? Then how come you tried to convince me to let you break the rules when we both know Jinki has been gone all day?”
He tightened his grip as the boy opened and shut his mouth, speechless against being caught in a lie. Seungri knew exactly how he felt at that moment. If it was one thing Jiyong didn’t tolerate, it was lying. He had learned slowly over many nights tied to the bed frame just how much Jiyong despised lying. He felt a little for the boy, but the delicious way his ass ground against his cock wiped all the concern away.
“Thought so. I should let Seungri fuck you again just for thinking I’d be so stupid.” His cock twitched at the thought.
Key’s eyes widened and he knew the boy was still recovering from the attention he had just received.
“I won’t though.” Seungri was more than a little disappointed. “But next time, I’m going to let him bring over any toy he wants. And he’ll get to use it on you for as long as he likes."
Seungri smiled widely at Jonghyun.
Jiyong-hyung had lots of toys. His mind wandered at the delicious thoughts.
Jonghyun’s laugh brought him back to the present situation and he was shocked to see Jinki standing in the entrance way of the living room. Seungri gave an awkward little wave at his presence.
Jinki smiled at him, but turned to the singer with a distinct leader stare.“Jonghyun?”
“Oh hey Jinki!” Jonghyun called cheerfully. Seungri wanted to die in embarrassment. “Key was just getting to know my new friend, Seungri.”
Jinki’s eyes immediately dropped to Key’s cock. He let out a sigh when he saw the little ring still in place.
“Whew! I thought you let him break the rules.” Seungri would have thought their group dynamic was dangerously skewed, but then he thought back to his relationship with Jiyong and shivered.
It could definitely get weirder.
“Listen, I know you probably wanted to stay, but Key looks dangerously close to crying and I have to fuck him before he's allowed to come. And, I’m not really comfortable with doing that in front of someone I don’t know…” He shuffled his feet and looked like anything but a leader. Seungri wanted to laugh at the way he looked so bashful even with the phrases that had just come out of his mouth.
Jonghyun looked like he was about to stand up for him, but Key squirmed in his lap and a needy whimper tore from his throat. He actually felt bad for him.
“Its ok. I have to get back anyways. Jiyong will wonder where I am.” He passed the boy back over to Jonghyun and stood to put his clothes on. Jinki passed a gaze over him appraisingly before taking his vacated place on the couch. Key immediately crawled to him and started on the buttons to his jeans.
Jinki ruffled a hand through Key’s hair. His eyes shot up to see Seungri looking. If possible, his grin widened.
“By the way, tell Jiyong, I say hi.” His voice was teasing and Seungri suddenly had this sick feeling in his stomach. He had his clothes on, but had never felt more naked in his life.
“How do you know him?” He fearfully awaited the answer. Jinki looked down to Key’s head, bobbing up and down on his cock.
“Oh, I just came from there.” His stomach dropped into his toes. Shit. “He misses you.”
Seungri sprinted out of the dorm.
~*~
Seungri stood anxiously at his own front door. He cautiously made his way in, but lost his grip of the door at the last moment. It closed with an echoing -slam- and he winced at the noise. Jiyong should be the only one home, and he hated when Ri let the door make such a loud noise. Just as he thought, no sooner than he had his shoes off, did the leader come storming down the hall way.
“Damnit, maknae, what did I tell you about the door?!” His voice was dangerous already and Seungri shivered at his heat.
“Sorry, Hyung, I forgot.” His apology was swept aside as Jiyong’s eyes narrowed.
“Where were you?” Seungri knew this was a loaded question. The kind where Jiyong already knew the answer.
“I was at the SHINee dorm with Jonghyun-hyung.” He made his voice meek like he knew turned on the leader. Jiyong’s pupils blew and he took a step forward. He breathed in deeply and immediately grabbed his shirt.
“You smell like sex.” It wasn’t an accusation as much as it was a statement. Seungri knew the leader didn’t care about his explanations so he stayed silent.
“You let one of them fuck you?” That was an accusation. Seungri shook his head slowly at the dangerous look. He had never seen the leader so angry.
“No, I- I mean, we took Key.” He gulped as Jiyong stepped into his personal space and kissed him forcefully. His tongue pushed it’s way inside and he couldn’t do anything but give in. He was released quickly but then he felt his feet sweep out from under him. His back landed hard on the carpet and Jiyong stood over him with such a treacherous gaze that he shivered.
“Well, if you’re off fucking other little pop stars, perhaps you just aren’t getting enough from me.” He dropped to his knees over the boy. “Is that it, Ri? Do you just need more attention from your leader?”
He moaned at the thought and nodded his head. A rough hand gripped his chin.
“Well good. Because you’re going to get all of me, Ri.” His face was tossed to the side viciously and Jiyong got off him. He started to walk to their room but paused before he reached the door. He looked over his shoulder with blazing eyes.
“Come.”
Seungri ran.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
I might continue with a part two with the continuation of the GRi smut if you guys want it. Let me know!
EDIT: I LOVE YOU GUYS SOOO MUCH!!! I'm gonna do a sequel for sure now!! I have to finish my three fics for the GDHEARTRI Fanmix, but after than I'm going to do this! Please list any special little thing (kink, or whatever) if you want to see it. Be as dirty as you like!! ;D