Fair
Title: Fair
Pairing: Key/Onew
Rating: NC-17
A/N: I was talking to goyangi and then all of a sudden I got an urge. Partly inspired by her rimming fic but everything else is me and yeah.
Warnings: Graphic graphic graphic! Sort of violent and dirty talk and just a teensy-bit of blood.
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No no no this wasn't how it was supposed to be, not at all, this was not right and Jinki hated it but God damn he loved it so much what the hell was he even thinking about complaining for?
Jinki dropped his head back and sprawled his legs further apart, damning the feline vixen that was between his legs and drawing out sounds and purrs and whimpers and every sort of noise that Jinki didn't want to make from his plump, swollen lips. His fingers were jumping between tangling in Key's hair and scratching at his own thighs as insanity started to override his main functions, his mind feeling like it was about to shut down as his body took complete control of everything and maybe that was ok with the leader.
And the worst part was... Kibum's lips hadn't come anywhere near his flesh.
Key's hands kept his legs splayed so that his eyes could devour what Jinki had to offer and Jinki was embarrassed by that, yeah, but the hungry look in the rapper's eyes was perfect, it was beautiful and God damn he felt like a treat that was getting ready to be devoured and that was ok, too.
He didn't even have to beg for Key to lower his head before the rapper actually did it, his tongue lapping at the base of his solid, girthy erection as his nose buried itself in the downy curls, and he could feel the inhale that was being drawn through the nostrils, only imagining how Kibum was savoring the musky scent, how Key was being a fucking dirty slut as he committed the smell to his memory, burning it into his nose hairs so he could remember it later. Jinki hissed and sucked in a breath as Key's lips moved lower, over his balls, licking at them like they were ripe, plump cherries, suckling on them occasionally and tracing the minuscule veins that decorated the skin.
Jinki had to wonder how anyone could worship anyone's genitalia in such a manner but he wasn't going to complain, ever, as he felt Key's tongue sliding lower and pressing against his scrotum, making Jinki moan through gritted teeth as pleasure jolted up and down his so far untouched cock.
It wasn't right, it was just wrong and it wasn't fair that he was wanton and needy beneath such a dirty fucking cockslut.
Key let out a soft moan as he spread Jinki's legs further and then grabbed his hips, pulling them towards him and forcing Jinki to lay back, so he could get better access to where he was really intending. His tongue pressed against Jinki's entrance, trailing around the rim and Jinki's body trembled, before that wicked tongue danced away and traced along his thighs and then moved back, pressing into his hole just barely and then disappearing again.
Not fucking fair at all.
"Fuck, Key--"
"Shut up."
Key's response was muffled by the fact his face and nose were full of Jinki's genitals but it still held that snarky edge, and really by now Jinki should know better than to try and talk, because usually he either stumbled over his words or wouldn't complete his sentences and Key just happened to have a pet peeve for incomplete phrases.
The younger male's mouth returned to Jinki's hole and Kibum hitched Jinki's legs up further and really, Jinki was always a bit surprised by the fact that Key wasn't as fragile or weak as he sometimes put off, with his feminine snobby and cater-to-me-attitude. It wasn't hard to be reminded of the fact that Key beat out much stronger, larger, beefier guys in breaking all of those tiles in the Idol Maknae Rebellion and Jinki didn't want to forget; he loved the fact that someone as delicate and fragile as Key was hiding a beast beneath his lanky exterior, that he could take control of any situation should he really choose to.
It was exhilarating, knowing that when Key submitted it was because he was letting it happen.
Tangling his fingers in Kibum's hair once again, Jinki bucked his hips slightly but was reprimanded with a harsh bite to his inner thigh, and Key returned his lips to Jinki's quivering, dripping hole and God it was so dirty but fuck Key had the most amazing mouth Jinki had ever come across and he was definitely going to let this happen because Key was rarely this giving in the bedroom.
Biting on the inside of his cheek, Jinki tried to keep his hips still as Key pushed his tongue further into his hole and damn it was amazing, but it still wasn't enough and now it was Jinki that felt like the slut as he whimpered and whined, knowing that his body was craving something bigger, something more satisfying, and he knew that Key was keeping it from him on purpose and while it was maddening it was, sadly, fair.
But it was still unfair at the same time and that was utterly, ridiculously annoying, even if Jinki couldn't vocally express just how wrong it was.
"Aw, Jinki..." Kibum purred, the vibrations going from Jinki's entrance to the roots of his hair and Jinki whimpered again. "What do you want?"
Jinki knew that though Key was asking him a question, he dare not answer it. Kibum's kinks were a bit strange and they rarely surfaced but Key loved having control over Jinki, he loved the fact that he could keep the man silent without the use of an actual gag. Shuddering, Jinki merely tossed his head back and wriggled his hips as much as he felt was safe, and Kibum tsked and cooed, nipping lightly at his thighs.
"Fuck Jinki... you're so fucking delicious, all over." Key started to speak, and his low voice was sending a vibrato through Jinki's dick and God why did he never notice before that Kibum's voice was almost as low as Minho's? "Your thighs..." Kibum placed a kiss on each honey thigh. "Your hips." He gave a languid lick, starting at Jinki's left hip and trailing over his pelvis to his right hip, ending with his teeth scraping against the jutting bone. "Your dick." He wrapped his lips around the tip of Jinki's cock and gave a harsh suck, Jinki crying out and bowing his back, flinging his hands against the bed to tangle his fingers in the sheets. "And your asshole." Key's lips returned to Jinki's anus once more and he shoved his tongue in as far as it would go and Jinki twisted the sheets so hard that they dented and wrinkled in his grip, his biceps flexing and chest quaking as he tried his best to not cry out or buck or just fucking scream and tell Kibum that he needed to be fucked right now.
Kibum leaned up and trailed a line from Jinki's left nipple all the way up to his neck, before suckling on the sensitive juncture between neck and shoulder.
"Scream for me."
Without warning Key's cock was shoving itself deep into Jinki's entrance and the leader did scream, he cried out in pain, pleasure, relief and utter satisfaction that he was being filled to the brim with Kibum and God it couldn't have been any better and this was fair, this was amazing and this was perfect and soon their bodies were rocking together, the slide of Kibum's cock only aided by the bit of blood that was starting to drip from Jinki's abused entrance but it was so good and fuck the sheets, they had bleach.
"Fuck Jinki." Key panted above him, his feline eyes glued on how his cock disappeared into Jinki's body each time he pulled out. "You're so fucking tight, every time." Jinki tossed his head back and wrapped his arms around Key's shoulders. "You dirty fucking slut, taking me dry, you just want my cock to rip you in half."
"Yes, yes, yes," Jinki finally spoke, but it was just the one word, high-pitched and repetitive.
"Is this what you think about all day, huh?" Kibum was asking, his beautiful dirty slender fingers turning Jinki's face so that their eyes could lock, and Jinki couldn't look away from those dark hues. "I see the way you look at me, you dirty fucking pervert. I know you think about this all fucking day long, wondering when you're going to get it next." Key's pace picked up a bit and he lifted one of Jinki's legs vertically in the air, and Jinki howled as he buried his face in the duvet. "This ass is mine. Your thighs are mine. Your hips are mine. Your dick is mine." His hands were roaming over Jinki's body as he was claiming the body parts. "Your lips are mine." He shoved his fingers into Jinki's mouth and the leader could only suck helplessly on them, moaning around the digits and whimpering desperately. "You are mine."
"Yes-- yes-- Kibum--"
One more thrust had Jinki coming, his cum spurting in thick hot ropes against his belly and chest as his body trembled from the intense, sudden orgasm, his mind blanking out and his vision blackening and he could have sworn that he blacked out, but he felt Key's release inside of him and as the younger male pulled out he felt the mixture of blood and cum seeping onto the bed and no, that wasn't fair, because no amount of bleach could get that shit out.
Kibum settled behind Jinki and pulled him into his chest and pressed a surprisingly tender kiss to the back of his neck. As they settled into slumber, Jinki decided that he really shouldn't think when Key wanted to get his way - because no matter what he thought, everything was always fair and dandy in the end.
"Quit hogging the blankets, fatass."
Well, sort of dandy.
Pairing: Key/Onew
Rating: NC-17
A/N: I was talking to goyangi and then all of a sudden I got an urge. Partly inspired by her rimming fic but everything else is me and yeah.
Warnings: Graphic graphic graphic! Sort of violent and dirty talk and just a teensy-bit of blood.
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No no no this wasn't how it was supposed to be, not at all, this was not right and Jinki hated it but God damn he loved it so much what the hell was he even thinking about complaining for?
Jinki dropped his head back and sprawled his legs further apart, damning the feline vixen that was between his legs and drawing out sounds and purrs and whimpers and every sort of noise that Jinki didn't want to make from his plump, swollen lips. His fingers were jumping between tangling in Key's hair and scratching at his own thighs as insanity started to override his main functions, his mind feeling like it was about to shut down as his body took complete control of everything and maybe that was ok with the leader.
And the worst part was... Kibum's lips hadn't come anywhere near his flesh.
Key's hands kept his legs splayed so that his eyes could devour what Jinki had to offer and Jinki was embarrassed by that, yeah, but the hungry look in the rapper's eyes was perfect, it was beautiful and God damn he felt like a treat that was getting ready to be devoured and that was ok, too.
He didn't even have to beg for Key to lower his head before the rapper actually did it, his tongue lapping at the base of his solid, girthy erection as his nose buried itself in the downy curls, and he could feel the inhale that was being drawn through the nostrils, only imagining how Kibum was savoring the musky scent, how Key was being a fucking dirty slut as he committed the smell to his memory, burning it into his nose hairs so he could remember it later. Jinki hissed and sucked in a breath as Key's lips moved lower, over his balls, licking at them like they were ripe, plump cherries, suckling on them occasionally and tracing the minuscule veins that decorated the skin.
Jinki had to wonder how anyone could worship anyone's genitalia in such a manner but he wasn't going to complain, ever, as he felt Key's tongue sliding lower and pressing against his scrotum, making Jinki moan through gritted teeth as pleasure jolted up and down his so far untouched cock.
It wasn't right, it was just wrong and it wasn't fair that he was wanton and needy beneath such a dirty fucking cockslut.
Key let out a soft moan as he spread Jinki's legs further and then grabbed his hips, pulling them towards him and forcing Jinki to lay back, so he could get better access to where he was really intending. His tongue pressed against Jinki's entrance, trailing around the rim and Jinki's body trembled, before that wicked tongue danced away and traced along his thighs and then moved back, pressing into his hole just barely and then disappearing again.
Not fucking fair at all.
"Fuck, Key--"
"Shut up."
Key's response was muffled by the fact his face and nose were full of Jinki's genitals but it still held that snarky edge, and really by now Jinki should know better than to try and talk, because usually he either stumbled over his words or wouldn't complete his sentences and Key just happened to have a pet peeve for incomplete phrases.
The younger male's mouth returned to Jinki's hole and Kibum hitched Jinki's legs up further and really, Jinki was always a bit surprised by the fact that Key wasn't as fragile or weak as he sometimes put off, with his feminine snobby and cater-to-me-attitude. It wasn't hard to be reminded of the fact that Key beat out much stronger, larger, beefier guys in breaking all of those tiles in the Idol Maknae Rebellion and Jinki didn't want to forget; he loved the fact that someone as delicate and fragile as Key was hiding a beast beneath his lanky exterior, that he could take control of any situation should he really choose to.
It was exhilarating, knowing that when Key submitted it was because he was letting it happen.
Tangling his fingers in Kibum's hair once again, Jinki bucked his hips slightly but was reprimanded with a harsh bite to his inner thigh, and Key returned his lips to Jinki's quivering, dripping hole and God it was so dirty but fuck Key had the most amazing mouth Jinki had ever come across and he was definitely going to let this happen because Key was rarely this giving in the bedroom.
Biting on the inside of his cheek, Jinki tried to keep his hips still as Key pushed his tongue further into his hole and damn it was amazing, but it still wasn't enough and now it was Jinki that felt like the slut as he whimpered and whined, knowing that his body was craving something bigger, something more satisfying, and he knew that Key was keeping it from him on purpose and while it was maddening it was, sadly, fair.
But it was still unfair at the same time and that was utterly, ridiculously annoying, even if Jinki couldn't vocally express just how wrong it was.
"Aw, Jinki..." Kibum purred, the vibrations going from Jinki's entrance to the roots of his hair and Jinki whimpered again. "What do you want?"
Jinki knew that though Key was asking him a question, he dare not answer it. Kibum's kinks were a bit strange and they rarely surfaced but Key loved having control over Jinki, he loved the fact that he could keep the man silent without the use of an actual gag. Shuddering, Jinki merely tossed his head back and wriggled his hips as much as he felt was safe, and Kibum tsked and cooed, nipping lightly at his thighs.
"Fuck Jinki... you're so fucking delicious, all over." Key started to speak, and his low voice was sending a vibrato through Jinki's dick and God why did he never notice before that Kibum's voice was almost as low as Minho's? "Your thighs..." Kibum placed a kiss on each honey thigh. "Your hips." He gave a languid lick, starting at Jinki's left hip and trailing over his pelvis to his right hip, ending with his teeth scraping against the jutting bone. "Your dick." He wrapped his lips around the tip of Jinki's cock and gave a harsh suck, Jinki crying out and bowing his back, flinging his hands against the bed to tangle his fingers in the sheets. "And your asshole." Key's lips returned to Jinki's anus once more and he shoved his tongue in as far as it would go and Jinki twisted the sheets so hard that they dented and wrinkled in his grip, his biceps flexing and chest quaking as he tried his best to not cry out or buck or just fucking scream and tell Kibum that he needed to be fucked right now.
Kibum leaned up and trailed a line from Jinki's left nipple all the way up to his neck, before suckling on the sensitive juncture between neck and shoulder.
"Scream for me."
Without warning Key's cock was shoving itself deep into Jinki's entrance and the leader did scream, he cried out in pain, pleasure, relief and utter satisfaction that he was being filled to the brim with Kibum and God it couldn't have been any better and this was fair, this was amazing and this was perfect and soon their bodies were rocking together, the slide of Kibum's cock only aided by the bit of blood that was starting to drip from Jinki's abused entrance but it was so good and fuck the sheets, they had bleach.
"Fuck Jinki." Key panted above him, his feline eyes glued on how his cock disappeared into Jinki's body each time he pulled out. "You're so fucking tight, every time." Jinki tossed his head back and wrapped his arms around Key's shoulders. "You dirty fucking slut, taking me dry, you just want my cock to rip you in half."
"Yes, yes, yes," Jinki finally spoke, but it was just the one word, high-pitched and repetitive.
"Is this what you think about all day, huh?" Kibum was asking, his beautiful dirty slender fingers turning Jinki's face so that their eyes could lock, and Jinki couldn't look away from those dark hues. "I see the way you look at me, you dirty fucking pervert. I know you think about this all fucking day long, wondering when you're going to get it next." Key's pace picked up a bit and he lifted one of Jinki's legs vertically in the air, and Jinki howled as he buried his face in the duvet. "This ass is mine. Your thighs are mine. Your hips are mine. Your dick is mine." His hands were roaming over Jinki's body as he was claiming the body parts. "Your lips are mine." He shoved his fingers into Jinki's mouth and the leader could only suck helplessly on them, moaning around the digits and whimpering desperately. "You are mine."
"Yes-- yes-- Kibum--"
One more thrust had Jinki coming, his cum spurting in thick hot ropes against his belly and chest as his body trembled from the intense, sudden orgasm, his mind blanking out and his vision blackening and he could have sworn that he blacked out, but he felt Key's release inside of him and as the younger male pulled out he felt the mixture of blood and cum seeping onto the bed and no, that wasn't fair, because no amount of bleach could get that shit out.
Kibum settled behind Jinki and pulled him into his chest and pressed a surprisingly tender kiss to the back of his neck. As they settled into slumber, Jinki decided that he really shouldn't think when Key wanted to get his way - because no matter what he thought, everything was always fair and dandy in the end.
"Quit hogging the blankets, fatass."
Well, sort of dandy.