[EXO] [Fanfiction] Bookshelf Sturdy
Title: Bookshelf Sturdy
Pairing: Junmyeon/Jongdae
Rating: NC-17
Length: 1,262 words
Summary: Written for a drabble request for sardothien originally on tumblr - Quiet Me - WHEREIN THEY ARE IN PUBLIC AND JOONMYUN HAS HIS HANDS DOWN JONGDAES PANTS AND JONGDAES TRYING REALLY HARD TO KEEP QUIET
Jongdae muffles a moan that wrenches out of his throat against his own wrist, head thrown back against the line of books and the bookshelf that he’s pressing up against while Junmyeon whispers dirty things in his ear, like how he’d like to finger fuck Jongdae right here in the library, only that he’d need to be really quiet because if he made any loud noises, he’s pretty sure the dotty old librarian would come over and check and get an eyeful and both of them would get thrown out and be banned from the library forever.
It doesn’t help that Junmyeon’s hand is down past the waistband of his pants and in his boxers, wrapped around Jongdae’s hard and leaking cock as he fists the younger boy roughly, exactly how Jongdae likes it while he’s placing heated open mouthed kisses on Jongdae’s neck and then biting down on his ear.
The rough skin of Junmyeon’s thumb rubs insistently over his slit, spreading the pre-cum that keeps oozing from it and Jongdae is so close to the edge what with Junmyeon’s lust-laden voice and ministrations on him that he can’t help the whimper that leaves him when the older boy removes his hands from his cock instead and his hips thrust up of their own volition instead, wanting the heat of Junmyeon’s hand back on his skin so badly.
“Be quiet,” Junmyeon hisses into his ear, and Jongdae swallows at the way Junmyeon’s fingers deftly unbutton the top of his jeans and tug them just under his butt, freeing his cock from the restraints of his briefs and his jeans and it strains against the skin of his stomach where his shirt has ridden up, pre-cum leaving translucent streaks there as he pants in desire, eyes glassy with lust and desire and need.
Junmyeon licks his lips at his handiwork, eyeing his flushed and needy boyfriend, hands above his head and holding onto the shelf and the way his cock bobs against his stomach, thick and swollen and red, with each breathy inhale and exhale he takes and snarls silently and he wants Jongdae so badly, right here, right now.
Forget finger fucking, he’s going to fuck Jongdae right into the shelves and see his lover arch back against the books that he loves so much.
He’s glad they’ve found this deserted corner of the library that nobody ever goes to because the encyclopaedias are so old and outdated that the information is no longer relevant for research. His eyes dart left and right, contemplating the risk and then the swiftly pulls the fly of his own pants down and pulls his own hard cock out of his boxers, watching as Jongdae eyes it hungrily with need.
“Be quiet,” Junmyeon reiterates again and Jongdae nods in a hurry and the older boy sucks at three of his own fingers, mouthing around them and slicking them up with his own saliva before reaching down towards Jongdae’s ass, prodding at the puckered skin and then dipping one in.
The younger boy is already still slightly stretched from their early morning quickie on the breakfast counter this morning before they’d arrived for classes and it doesn’t take long before Junmyeon manages to stretch him wide again with three slick fingers and Jongdae writhes against the bookshelf helplessly, face twisting in pleasure and head thrown back as soft gasps leave his mouth.
The older boy removes his fingers and pushes Jongdae’s jeans and briefs further down to his ankles where only his shoes stop them from falling off, and then he holds Jongdae’s thighs open as Jongdae reaches down momentarily to guide Junmyeon’s cock to press against his opening before Junmyeon pushes in slowly of his own volition, and Jongdae’s hands go back to gripping the wood of the bookcase, mouth falling open in a silent groan as Junmyeon presses into him completely, filling him to the hilt. Junmyeon curses within his mind of the tight glove of muscles that wraps around his cock so well, as if Jongdae was made for him.
Junmyeon hitches Jongdae’s legs around his waist and the younger boy obediently wraps them around his body, rocking forward as Junmyeon starts with slow, steady thrusts at first, before he pulls out further and plunges back in forcefully, pulling Jongdae’s legs up higher and mashing their mouths together in an attempt to swallow the small noises that Jongdae is unconsciously making.
The angle that Junmyeon has pulled him into is ohsofuckinggood because his cock keeps driving upwards into Jongdae’s sweet spot that has him seeing stars with each thrust of Junmyeon’s hips. He clutches harder at the bookshelf, sure that he’s going to have lines pressed into his palms at how hard he’s grabbing onto the wood as he kisses Junmyeon desperately, getting closer and closer to climax as Junmyeon pounds into him.
Junmyeon’s hands dig into the flesh of his ass, pulling his cheeks apart so he can sink deeper into Jongdae, and he tears his mouth away from the younger boy’s so he can whisper darkly into Jongdae’s ear “cum for me,” and it’s a muffled mewl that leaves Jongdae’s throat as his muscles convulse violently around Junmyeon’s cock as he does as Junmyeon commands, spunk all over his stomach and his and Junmyeon’s shirts, hands moving to clutch at Junmyeon’s head instead so that the older boy’s lips silence him and swallow the gasps that leave him as hot cum fills his hole.
Junmyeon sucks at his neck hard as he rides out his orgasm, hips thrusting helplessly into Jongdae until the younger boy has milked the last drop of his cum and then Jongdae tugs at his hair again so that he tilts his face up for another hungry kiss as his hands slowly let Jongdae’s shaking thighs unwrap themselves from his hips until his sneakers touch the carpeted floor again. He idly eyes his butt-naked boyfriend who has cum streaking over his stomach and shirt and the trail of cum that’s making his way down his thigh and he licks his lips, hand going to Jongdae’s neck while his other goes to Jongdae’s ass, groping his boyfriend unrepentantly as their still sensitive dicks rub against each other.
Jongdae’s mouth opens for him in an almost whine as he grabs onto the front of Junmyeon’s shirt while they kiss and while the older isn’t adverse to a second round, going at it again in the library for the second time would be a bit too risky for his liking. He pulls away from his Jongdae reluctantly, both of them breathless, thumb smoothing over the younger boy’s swollen bottom lip and his hand caresses Jongdae’s bottom again before moving back from him to get dressed.
“That was exciting,” Junmyeon grins as they tuck themselves back into their own pants and grimace at the mess they’ve made of their own shirts and pants and the smell of sex is heavy in the air. It’s a good thing they discarded their jackets on the floor before they’d started making out in earnest so at least they can pull those on and hide the telling splatters of Jongdae’s cum on their shirts.
“Speak for yourself,” Jongdae half-grumbles, face flushed and happy, although he has to admit the adrenaline kick of someone stumbling across them while they fucked in the library made it even more exciting. Junmyeon presses a kiss to the side of his mouth as he gropes at Jongdae’s ass.
“So, should we try the grand piano in the music room next?”
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What is a drabble? I don't think it exists in my vocabulary, hah! If you guys want me to write a certain pairing from the A-Z list of prompts, come over here and drop me an ask~
Pairing: Junmyeon/Jongdae
Rating: NC-17
Length: 1,262 words
Summary: Written for a drabble request for sardothien originally on tumblr - Quiet Me - WHEREIN THEY ARE IN PUBLIC AND JOONMYUN HAS HIS HANDS DOWN JONGDAES PANTS AND JONGDAES TRYING REALLY HARD TO KEEP QUIET
Jongdae muffles a moan that wrenches out of his throat against his own wrist, head thrown back against the line of books and the bookshelf that he’s pressing up against while Junmyeon whispers dirty things in his ear, like how he’d like to finger fuck Jongdae right here in the library, only that he’d need to be really quiet because if he made any loud noises, he’s pretty sure the dotty old librarian would come over and check and get an eyeful and both of them would get thrown out and be banned from the library forever.
It doesn’t help that Junmyeon’s hand is down past the waistband of his pants and in his boxers, wrapped around Jongdae’s hard and leaking cock as he fists the younger boy roughly, exactly how Jongdae likes it while he’s placing heated open mouthed kisses on Jongdae’s neck and then biting down on his ear.
The rough skin of Junmyeon’s thumb rubs insistently over his slit, spreading the pre-cum that keeps oozing from it and Jongdae is so close to the edge what with Junmyeon’s lust-laden voice and ministrations on him that he can’t help the whimper that leaves him when the older boy removes his hands from his cock instead and his hips thrust up of their own volition instead, wanting the heat of Junmyeon’s hand back on his skin so badly.
“Be quiet,” Junmyeon hisses into his ear, and Jongdae swallows at the way Junmyeon’s fingers deftly unbutton the top of his jeans and tug them just under his butt, freeing his cock from the restraints of his briefs and his jeans and it strains against the skin of his stomach where his shirt has ridden up, pre-cum leaving translucent streaks there as he pants in desire, eyes glassy with lust and desire and need.
Junmyeon licks his lips at his handiwork, eyeing his flushed and needy boyfriend, hands above his head and holding onto the shelf and the way his cock bobs against his stomach, thick and swollen and red, with each breathy inhale and exhale he takes and snarls silently and he wants Jongdae so badly, right here, right now.
Forget finger fucking, he’s going to fuck Jongdae right into the shelves and see his lover arch back against the books that he loves so much.
He’s glad they’ve found this deserted corner of the library that nobody ever goes to because the encyclopaedias are so old and outdated that the information is no longer relevant for research. His eyes dart left and right, contemplating the risk and then the swiftly pulls the fly of his own pants down and pulls his own hard cock out of his boxers, watching as Jongdae eyes it hungrily with need.
“Be quiet,” Junmyeon reiterates again and Jongdae nods in a hurry and the older boy sucks at three of his own fingers, mouthing around them and slicking them up with his own saliva before reaching down towards Jongdae’s ass, prodding at the puckered skin and then dipping one in.
The younger boy is already still slightly stretched from their early morning quickie on the breakfast counter this morning before they’d arrived for classes and it doesn’t take long before Junmyeon manages to stretch him wide again with three slick fingers and Jongdae writhes against the bookshelf helplessly, face twisting in pleasure and head thrown back as soft gasps leave his mouth.
The older boy removes his fingers and pushes Jongdae’s jeans and briefs further down to his ankles where only his shoes stop them from falling off, and then he holds Jongdae’s thighs open as Jongdae reaches down momentarily to guide Junmyeon’s cock to press against his opening before Junmyeon pushes in slowly of his own volition, and Jongdae’s hands go back to gripping the wood of the bookcase, mouth falling open in a silent groan as Junmyeon presses into him completely, filling him to the hilt. Junmyeon curses within his mind of the tight glove of muscles that wraps around his cock so well, as if Jongdae was made for him.
Junmyeon hitches Jongdae’s legs around his waist and the younger boy obediently wraps them around his body, rocking forward as Junmyeon starts with slow, steady thrusts at first, before he pulls out further and plunges back in forcefully, pulling Jongdae’s legs up higher and mashing their mouths together in an attempt to swallow the small noises that Jongdae is unconsciously making.
The angle that Junmyeon has pulled him into is ohsofuckinggood because his cock keeps driving upwards into Jongdae’s sweet spot that has him seeing stars with each thrust of Junmyeon’s hips. He clutches harder at the bookshelf, sure that he’s going to have lines pressed into his palms at how hard he’s grabbing onto the wood as he kisses Junmyeon desperately, getting closer and closer to climax as Junmyeon pounds into him.
Junmyeon’s hands dig into the flesh of his ass, pulling his cheeks apart so he can sink deeper into Jongdae, and he tears his mouth away from the younger boy’s so he can whisper darkly into Jongdae’s ear “cum for me,” and it’s a muffled mewl that leaves Jongdae’s throat as his muscles convulse violently around Junmyeon’s cock as he does as Junmyeon commands, spunk all over his stomach and his and Junmyeon’s shirts, hands moving to clutch at Junmyeon’s head instead so that the older boy’s lips silence him and swallow the gasps that leave him as hot cum fills his hole.
Junmyeon sucks at his neck hard as he rides out his orgasm, hips thrusting helplessly into Jongdae until the younger boy has milked the last drop of his cum and then Jongdae tugs at his hair again so that he tilts his face up for another hungry kiss as his hands slowly let Jongdae’s shaking thighs unwrap themselves from his hips until his sneakers touch the carpeted floor again. He idly eyes his butt-naked boyfriend who has cum streaking over his stomach and shirt and the trail of cum that’s making his way down his thigh and he licks his lips, hand going to Jongdae’s neck while his other goes to Jongdae’s ass, groping his boyfriend unrepentantly as their still sensitive dicks rub against each other.
Jongdae’s mouth opens for him in an almost whine as he grabs onto the front of Junmyeon’s shirt while they kiss and while the older isn’t adverse to a second round, going at it again in the library for the second time would be a bit too risky for his liking. He pulls away from his Jongdae reluctantly, both of them breathless, thumb smoothing over the younger boy’s swollen bottom lip and his hand caresses Jongdae’s bottom again before moving back from him to get dressed.
“That was exciting,” Junmyeon grins as they tuck themselves back into their own pants and grimace at the mess they’ve made of their own shirts and pants and the smell of sex is heavy in the air. It’s a good thing they discarded their jackets on the floor before they’d started making out in earnest so at least they can pull those on and hide the telling splatters of Jongdae’s cum on their shirts.
“Speak for yourself,” Jongdae half-grumbles, face flushed and happy, although he has to admit the adrenaline kick of someone stumbling across them while they fucked in the library made it even more exciting. Junmyeon presses a kiss to the side of his mouth as he gropes at Jongdae’s ass.
“So, should we try the grand piano in the music room next?”
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What is a drabble? I don't think it exists in my vocabulary, hah! If you guys want me to write a certain pairing from the A-Z list of prompts, come over here and drop me an ask~