Princess - Jongkey [1/1]
Princess | Jongkey | nc-17 | 2400+
AU, fluff, smut, a tiny bit of angst | unbeta-ed, blowjob!smut
note: I'm practicing to write smut right now... so yeah I hope it's not too bad.
Princess
“...-and they lived happily for ever and ever.” Kibum shut the with paintings decorated fairy tale book and sighed happily.
“I really love Cinderella.” he embraced the book, a dreamy look in his eyes.
All the way through the story Jonghyun had fought with his conciousness that so badly wanted to drift off to dreamland, a dreamland of naked, moaning and flying Kibum's, but he couldn't just sleep here while his beloved boyfriend was sitting on his lap, reading one of his favourite stories.
On the one hand it was because he really didn't want to upset the other and on the other and -that was the main reason, because he didn't want to run around with bruises all over his face, because as much as he loved Kibum, he couldn't deny that the other was a tiny-little bit short-tempered.
Kibum had been reading Cinderella.
Right, Cinderella.
No, it was not some kind of joke, no they were not making fun of girlish and childish stories because they felt so much more mature and manly, no.
The bitter truth was that Kibum, much to Jonghyun's dismay not only loved, but was obsessed with fairy tales, especially the ones where a beautiful princess or girl was saved by her beloved handsome prince and they lived happily forever and ever.
And exactly this fairy tale obsession of Kibum's, was what was making Jonghyun's -who was just a normal teenager except for the fact that he was gay- life something like a hell of sexual-deprivation.
Kibum, as one of the most girlish boys Jonghyun had ever met liked to be a princess.
Yes, a princess.
Of course not those filthy unworthy princesses -how Kibum liked to call them- that still existed in some rare countries, no those that were pure and beautiful and perfect and only existed in books aka. Fairy tales.
Being a princess meant not only acting like one -what was already irritating enough- but also being treated as one. That meant Jonghyun had to practically carry Kibum's ass after him* and sometimes he didn't feel like the other's boyfriend, he claimed to love so much but much rather like his servant.
As if being treated like a servant was not bad enough, Kibum had to top everything with the naïve idea that a princess would do nothing more than pecking her prince's mouth, that meant: yes; no french-kissing, no blow-jobs and no sex.
Now you should all be able to tell in what kind of deep shit Jonghyun was. He never understood why he was so extremely attracted to this diva-ish princess-like guy, but he couldn't help it and he had been putting up with his living wet-dream sitting on his lap and pecking his lips for four months now and he seriously wondered if Kibum was asexual.
They were sitting in Jonghyun's room, Kibum happily wiggling in his boyfriend's lap as he blabbered about some princesses, but Jonghyun was not in the condition to listen to anything the younger was saying as he fought his body with all his will power not to respond to the other's ass stroking his member with every little wiggle.
Of course, Kibum as he was totally clueless to what was happening to the other had to peck Jonghyun's lips in this exact moment in which he was nearly losing it, the latter letting out a small muffled moan at the soft touch. Kibum wanted to break away, a little bit taken aback by the strange sound coming from his boyfriend but the other didn't let him, tightening the grip on Kibum's shoulders as he pressed closer, lips slowly and cautiously moving over the younger one's, tongue pressing against the upper lip.
Kibum let out a loud shriek, slapping the other as he sprung back, making sure to keep a save distance of about two meters from Jonghyun.
“W-what were you doing?!” Kibum was furious, his eyes full with rage and he rubbed the back of his hand over his mouth, a movement that hurt Jonghyun more than it was intended to.
“I was trying to kiss you Kibum. You know like a couple should to it.”
“Who said that a couple has to do something like that? Something this filthy!” Kibum shrieked, his head red because of how furious he was.
“It's not filthy Kibum! It's normal and it feels good, but I guess you must hate me when you don't like it.” Jonghyun looked down, rubbing the back of his neck.
“I guess that this doesn't work Kibum. I'm a man with needs and I have those needs because I love you. You don't seem to want it, to want me and I think it would be better if we broke up or something.” He never had intended to say something like this but it slipped out and now that it was out, Jonghyun didn't bother to take those words back, because -fuck!- they were true!
Kibum turned around and walked towards the door, his boyfriend - ex-boyfriend, not making any move to stop him. If it was like that there was no other way out, he couldn't force Kibum into something but he also couldn't stand this constant torture and it was the best decision to part.
Well, normally when a couple would have broken up they would have avoided each other for some time, not having to meet the other constantly, only some times in the school's hallways they could have lived on, falling in love with someone else and so on.
But since this was not normal and they were not in a normal school, they -of course- had to be living next to each other in the dorm, the rooms being connected by a door, that was now locked, when Jonghyun interpreted the click right. And as if it was not enough that he had broken up with his boyfriend, he had to listen to Kibum's loud and heart-breaking sobs through the door, guilt making his body feel heavy.
Life really was a bitch sometimes.
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Kibum made himself comfortable next to the door connecting his room to the others and cried out, cried out as loud as he could, to make sure Jonghyun would hear it all.
He was not faking it, not at all, he felt like shit because of a certain stupid horny bastard of a boyfriend - ex-boyfriend and if he felt like shit why should the other feel better? -and he was determined to make Jonghyun suffer, to make him suffer a lot.
Why the hell did every-fucking-boy had to be so horny and all about body-contact and sex? Sex was not pretty, sex was filthy and sex was only for making kids and since he was gay, there was no need for him to have sex.
Kibum refused to think of sex as of something good, denying the fact that his lips still had a certain tingling feeling to them from the hotness of Jonghyun's kiss.
Around half an hour and around hundred tears later, Kibum decided he had cried long enough, his throat hurt and his eyes burnt, making him sleepy. He lay down on his small bed, the softness of his pillows making him drift off to sleep.
He woke up, bathed in seat, panting and with his cock standing at full attention, throbbing and hurting.
Shit.
Kibum rarely ever had and erection and if he had he would take a cold shower and it would disappear.
But there was something different with this erection. He had gotten it while dreaming of Jonghyun and the urge to touch himself was so extremely strong, that he was practically shaking with self-restrain.
Shit, shit, shit!
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Jonghyun woke up to strange sounds coming out of his ex-boyfriends room. At first he had thought he was in one of his many wet-dreams of Kibum, but the sounds were strangely realistic and when he decided to climb out of his bed and walked to the locked door, the sounds now a lot louder he smirked a little, knowing extremely well to what his beloved princess was jerking off to.
He walked to his desk, searching for the key that would unlock the door, the key that would help him solve all his love problems.
As he found the object he let out a small sigh of relief and walked towards the door, opening it cautiously and slowly, not wanting to attract the other's attention.
He sneaked in, tiptoeing to the boy that was laying on his bed, his hands slowly making their way over the exposed, hardened flesh as he tried to muffle his moans with a pillow. Jonghyun would have liked to moan himself just by the sight of Kibum jerking of in the low light of the moon, looking like some kind of mysterious creature of one of his fairy tales.
Kibum, as he was in his daze of pleasure didn't notice Jonghyun, not until he felt his bed shift a little at someone sitting down on it and he shrieked, coving himself up with a blanked.
He looked at the dark Figure, now towering above him and it took him some time to notuce that the person was no-one else but his horny ex-boyfriend, probably lusting over the sounds he just couldn't restrain.
Jonghyun, let his hands slide under the sheet, fingertips searching for the hot flesh and when he felt it he was quick to get a hold of it before Kibum could run away. The younger, instead of protesting let out a wanton moan, his eyes fluttering closed at the pleasure rocking through his body.
Kibum desperately tried to get a hold of himself, clutching the sheets so tightly, that his knuckles went white. “N-no.-” He wanted to protest, he really wanted to, but he couldn't as Jonghyun pressed their mouths together and despite himself he reacted to the kiss, letting Jonghyun bite and suck on his lower lip and letting his tongue enter his mouth, as his own darted out to savour Jonghyun's taste.
Kissing felt unexpectedly normal, it even felt a little bit good, it was not filthy or dirty and he rather liked Jonghyun's taste of coffee and his strawberry-toothpaste.
The fight of tongues continued on for a while, Kibum losing himself in the kiss and in exploring the other's mouth that he almost forgot about the throbbing erection under the thick layer of sheets.
He was quickly reminded of it though, when Jonghyun started stroking the length slowly, eliciting delicate moans from Kibum.
The older boy pushed the sheets away, having full sight of Kibum's length and he licked his lips, smirking at the boy, with cheeks as red as a tomato before leaning down, his tongue laving over the tip of the cock.
The princess grunted, a sound that didn't sound like him at all, but only made Jonghyun want to hear more of them and he teasingly let the tip of his tongue taste every inch of Kibum's erection, receiving the reaction he had wanted.
Kibum writhed and shook, silent cries leaving his mouth as he begged Jonghyun to stop teasing. The other complied, because he didn't want to push his luck too far and took the full length in, relaxing his throat to get it as deep as possible.
Kibum moaned, tangling his fingers in Jonghyun's soft, brown locks and bucked up, the older trying his best not to gag, because even he was some horny teenager it was still his first time and of course his first time giving a blow-job.
He pulled off, a soft “plop” echoing through the room and he coughed a little, relaxing before taking the throbbing erection back into his mouth, this time making sure to keep Kibum's hips on the bed.
He bobbed his head, slurping sounds coming with every lick he made and his saliva was already dripping out of his mouth, but he could have cared less, honestly, because at the moment he was the one making Kibum moan and grunt and groan in pleasure and his heart swelled with pride and happiness as he got faster, timing his bobbing with every pant coming from Kibum.
His tongue was laving around the shaft as he was careful to keep his teeth away and his hands were stroking over the base he was unable to cover with his mouth and like that Kibum lost it, his body shaking violently and his cry loud as he came, the cum spreading in Jonghyun's mouth and around it as he tried his best to shallow every bit of the strange tasting liquid.
Kibum panted for a while, his body going limp with exhaustion, but when the situation dawned on him his already flushed face became even redder and he turned around, his face buried in the soft pillows as he let low cry of frustration and embarrassment.
“Bummie, don't be embarrassed.” Jonghyun leaned over, his mouth brushing the younger boy's ear.
“G-go away, I feel so dirty right now Jjong, you probably hate me, because I'm ugly and a moaning slut and aaaaaaahhhh!” Kibum punched the mattress and Jonghyun had to move away and stifle a laugh, so that he wouldn't be punched too.
“Kibum, baby you're not a slut and you are beautiful and don't tell me that you didn't feel good cause it sure didn't sound like it and honestly I can assure you that there is no princess, not Cinderella, not anyone else that is as pure and as innocent and tastes as sweet as you.” and as Jonghyun whispered that he kissed the other's earlobe softly, the gesture making Kibum's heart skip a few beats and he turned around, looking Jonghyun in the eyes.
“Really?”
“Really.”
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AN: I'm sorry for spelling/grammar mistakes and typos. english is not my native language.
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