Of French Customs and Old Times. Part 13
Title: Of French Customs and Old Times.
Status: Part 13
Author: xxqod
Pairings: Jonghyun/Taemin/Minho, Jinki/Kibum
Rating: PG-15
A/N: For bopeep_achu who requested this, it takes place in France of the 18th Century. Incorrect use of the French language XD lol, I only had basic French. It's not historically correct and I used their Korean names, cause I can't bring myself to change them. (Don't bash me for it! >.< )
~There's a wordlist at the end of each part, stating the French words and their translation.~
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Taemin dreams of sleeping in Jonghyun's arms and it's weird really to dream that you're sleeping, because he's dreaming in his sleep-sleep too and it confuses him. "Is this real?" In his inner dream he walks hand in hand with Jonghyun, just enjoying the wonders of nature and the beautiful weather. Jonghyun turns and hugs him and Taemin happily puts his own arms around the other, but then lightning flashes and thunder roars in the sky. Suddenly Jonghyun isn't Jonghyun anymore but he finds himself in the arms of Minho, trying to squirm away when hands grip his wrists with more force and he lets out a strangled cry when Minho kisses him.
He wakes up sweating and a concerned Jonghyun wipes the drops away from his forehead. Taemin pushes him away, the image of Jonghyun transforming into Minho still prominent in his mind. He breathes through his nose, trying to swallow the big lump that has formed in his throat. His eyes tear up when it doesn't work and he feels suffocated. He breathes harder, making small squeaking noises which alarm Jonghyun to no end.
"Taemin! Taemin! Look at me!" And when the boy finally does Jonghyun breathes in air through his mouth. Taemin whimpers and clutches Jonghyun's shirt, his vest discarded when he decided to lay comfortably next to Taemin. The lack of oxygen in the air Jonghyun blows into him his mind clears and he can almost inhale normally again. Jonghyun breaks away to fill up his lungs with another gust of air and leans in again. This time welcomed by Taemin who meets him halfway.
It feels weird, sharing air that is, but Taemin is just glad it calms him down enough. This time he tilts his head the other way and snuggles into Jonghyun's side, his face in the toned chest.
"M-merci." Taemin stutters and buries his head further into Jonghyun, not wanting the other to see the slight blush staining his cheeks. Jonghyun holds him and rolls onto his back so Taemin lies on top of him.
"Taemin, je t'aime." Jonghyun whispers into his ear and he feels the younger one go redder, like the heat is emitting from his face. Taemin mumbles something, before he practically pulls the fabric of Jonghyun's shirt over his head. Jonghyun laughs and grabs Taemin's wrists keeping him from ripping the shirt of his body.
"You have to talk a bit louder for me to hear." His fingers run over the lobe of Taemin's ear and down the side of his face. He feels soft and young, probably because he still is and Jonghyun is lost in thoughts when he catches something that makes his heart skip a beat or maybe even two (make that three).
"Je t'aime aussi." This time Jonghyun can't quite control his facial expression which turns into a wide smile and his eyes are shining with these twinkling lights. Taemin looks up when the arms around him tighten their grip a bit more and sees the love struck face Jonghyun's making. His eyes soften and his lips part slightly when he takes in that what is Jonghyun and he sees Jonghyun's eyes become darker than first (as far as he can see in the dark room), and the upturn of his lips falls as his lips too, part.
"Taemin." He breathes and moves up to sit with his back against the headboard, Taemin secured on his lap. The dress is wrinkled at all sides and when Jonghyun presses a hand to the younger's back he notices the strings went undone in his sleep. He fingers the strings, pulling a bit and feels Taemin stiffen a bit, before relaxing again.
Jonghyun knows he can't control himself much longer with the way Taemin's cheeks are still tinted in this delicious pink and his lips are all full, just waiting to be kissed. His hand automatically places itself in Taemin's neck and tugs him forward, lips brushing together in a not full-fledged kiss. Jonghyun looks at Taemin whose gaze is fixed on his mouth, panting a bit and Jonghyun suddenly doesn't care anymore. His other hand pulls the strings of the back of the dress loose while he guides Taemin to him again with the other.
"Is this okay?" Jonghyun asks while he slides his lips over Taemin's cheek and down his neck, causing Taemin to tremble a bit more. He feels a slight nod grazing the side of his head and then Jonghyun unstrings the back with both of his hands while he sucks on the skin of Taemin's shoulder. Taemin moans softly and his eyes close when the other's tongue laps at the spot where a hickey is forming.
"I'm going to make you mine." Jonghyun growls and Taemin can't even understand his words anymore as hands slide the dress down his arms. The warmth coming from the younger's body makes Jonghyun think he was, is, actually anticipating this. It makes him swallow hard when he reveals Taemin's chest and he thinks the boy would shy away, but boldly he moves so his arms are free and the material bunches around his waist. Jonghyun gulps again.
The sight is alluring and he feels himself breathing shallower when Taemin moves a bit on his lap and kisses him on both cheeks before he leans closer to Jonghyun, leaving no space between them. With trembling hands, from excitement or anxiousness Taemin doesn't know, he tries to unbutton Jonghyun's shirt. It doesn't work like he wants to and Jonghyun takes his hands into his own and kisses his fingers lightly.
"Here, let me do it." Taemin watches curiously as Jonghyun calmly reveals himself inch by inch and Taemin feels his mouth turn dry from the sight. Jonghyun is toned, not too defined muscles but visible nonetheless. But it is when he stretches to pull his shirt off Taemin can really see the lean muscles flexing in his arms, it makes him feel even more feminine than ever. Cautiously he traces the other's abdomen, his gaze following his own movements, when he hears Jonghyun gasp in his ear.
"Taemin…" Said boy slides a bit down Jonghyun's legs to kiss his chest, his hands running down those arms and back over his sides, earning a quiet giggle. A hand wraps itself in the younger's hair and tugs him a bit forcefully back up. Jonghyun runs his thumbs over Taemin's face, his hands on either side of the boy's head where he holds him close. His eyes are searching for any form of acceptance and when Taemin shyly averts his eyes Jonghyun's face becomes radiant.
After a short, sweet kiss Taemin places Jonghyun's hands at his waist, just above the bunched-up dress and Jonghyun presses his thumbs against the small hipbones, drawing circles while he admires the younger's body. Taemin wiggles a bit and moves up slowly, Jonghyun's hands following his body and the dress slides down slender legs. Somewhere half-way their lips find each other's again and Taemin closes his eyes, feeling self-conscious, something he wasn't with Minho. Jonghyun sees the other's slight hesitation.
"Je t'aime. Je t'adore." Jonghyun whispers against exposed skin, leaving goose bumps where his warm breath caresses. Taemin makes a few little sounds from the back of his throat and Jonghyun grips the slim legs a bit harder to control himself. Taemin brushes Jonghyun's bangs from his eyes and places a kiss on his forehead, just like a mother does to her kid, but this little kiss holds so much more intimate feelings in it and Jonghyun smiles up to the young boy. His eyes half-opened, since he's still concentrating on not jumping the boy right then and there.
"We can do this together." He whispers and Taemin responds with a small humming sound before he kisses Jonghyun again, this time on his mouth and he traces Jonghyun's full bottom lip with the tip of his tongue, asking the older boy to deepen the kiss. Jonghyun parts his lips a bit, allowing Taemin to brush their tongues together in a passionate exchange. Jonghyun's hands slide all over the younger's body, liking the feel of bare and soft skin under his fingertips. He can finally say Taemin is his, well almost. He groans into Taemin's mouth when the younger sits further up his legs, holding him down but causing delicious friction.
"Taemin, I-" He moves his hips up while he holds Taemin's neck so their lip lock stays intact. Taemin breathes out hard through his nose and Jonghyun releases him. The boy has his hands flat on his chest and Jonghyun's mind can't focus on matters at hand anymore. It's like electricity courses through his system where Taemin touches him and he pants when Taemin moves his hands along his body.
"Taemin, I can't-" He gets cut off again when his eyes catch sight of the boy in his lap, words are stuck at the back of his mouth, because his tongue refuses to form the syllables. Jonghyun stares at the flushed form of Taemin's body and it's delusive and magical to see the other in such an intimate way, especially with him. His eyes are closed and his hands are curled at Jonghyun's chest while his mouth is parted to breathe. Jonghyun is staring so hard he doesn't even notice the little hands tugging at his pants till Taemin asks him to lift his hips a bit. He blinks and does so, feeling oddly naked (but, not in the literal case), almost transparent when Taemin locks eyes with him in their bare state.
"Taemin, I can't control myself anymore." Jonghyun breathes. Taemin's eyes widen when Jonghyun flips their positions, straddling the younger one now.
"I'm going to make you mine now." He kisses along Taemin's torso up to his neck and ear, licking the lobe, before he traces a path to Taemin's kiss-swollen lips. Taemin responses eagerly by holding onto Jonghyun's strong back, his short nails digging into the skin. A wanton moan escapes his lips when Jonghyun moves against him and they're both stunned at the bluntness, but with a small laugh from Taemin and a loving kiss from Jonghyun they pick up their love-making again.
"Make me yours." Taemin says in between shared kisses, cheeks red, but eyes staring at Jonghyun's. He groans when hands make their way down and focus on his lower regions, bringing him almost unbearable pleasure. His brow furrows before he opens his eyes wide and moans loudly, breath caught in his throat when Jonghyun moves. The hands are back on his stomach and neck.
"Taemin, breathe." Jonghyun groans in the crook of the younger's neck, struggling himself to get oxygen in his body. Shakily he inhales, while Jonghyun smoothens out his hair, his other hand again drawing patterns on his skin.
"I love you." Jonghyun says in a husky voice against Taemin's ear and he catches him in a loving kiss, swallowing the sounds Taemin produces when Jonghyun moves his body.
Taemin can't believe they're doing this now, he clings onto Jonghyun, bringing their bodies closer together while he occasionally wipes Jonghyun's forehead with the back of his hand. He feels the muscles in Jonghyun's body flex with every move and Taemin throws his head back into the pillows and arches his body into Jonghyun's touch when pleasure hits him hard.
Jonghyun flops down beside him and places his arms around his thin waist snuggling his head into the other's neck from behind. Taemin is embarrassed because they're still naked and he feels Jonghyun perfectly against him, but he smiles nonetheless. Jonghyun sloppily kisses his neck and undoes the braid Taemin created himself so carefully, it's messed up now anyway.
Taemin struggles to pull the covers over their bodies, because Jonghyun doesn't really let him and only hums when Taemin asks him to move. He turns around in the arms holding him and he buries his head into Jonghyun's chest, liking the scent coming from him. "I have fallen." Taemin thinks, but he doesn't really care as long as he has Jonghyun protecting him from everything that's evil in a sense. Meaning wanting to break them apart.
Jonghyun lies there with his eyes closed and Taemin studies his features. He can't help but think Jonghyun has really matured in that time they didn't see each other and even when they were in the progress of developing this affair. His thumb runs along Jonghyun's bottom lip and he knows the older one isn't asleep as he feels the corner of his mouth tug when his thumb touches there. He smiles and leans closer to Jonghyun's face, pressing their lips lightly together. After a second he feels Jonghyun pressing back and he smiles before breaking away.
Jonghyun opens one eye and grins a bit before closing it again, running his hands over Taemin's back and through his hair.
"You’re soft." He comments, his voice a bit failing, probably because it's late and they're tired.
"You're not." Is the expected remark back, but Jonghyun's smile stays.
"If I were, you wouldn't be admiring my body so much." He replies smugly and Taemin flushes crimson.
It's silent for a while and Taemin almost thinks Jonghyun fell asleep because his hands stilled.
"You know, I loved making love to you. I want us to do it more often." Making Taemin go red in the face again. Jonghyun kisses Taemin's closed eyes before moving back again.
"You do?" Taemin asks, because he can't come up with something else to say.
"Tous les jours." Jonghyun whispers, rolling onto his back with Taemin on top of him again.
"Can you sleep like this?" Jonghyun brushes Taemin's hair to one side and tugs it back behind the ears. Taemin lays his head on Jonghyun's chest, their legs tangled together while Jonghyun's left hand rests on the small of Taemin's back and Taemin's right hand lays on Jonghyun's shoulder. Their other hands pressed together with intertwined fingers.
"Je peux."
"Good." Jonghyun kisses the top of Taemin's head and falls almost asleep right after to Taemin's soft breathing.
"Should I send Taemin a message? Asking how he's doing?" Minho ponders in the guest room of the castle where he stays. He missed the younger boy and still doesn't like the feeling of having him left behind.
"Well, it shouldn't be necessary, after all I asked her to keep an eye on Taemin." He smiles darkly. No-one can go unnoticed, not with her around. His laugh echoes through the room and the guard outside the door shuffles nervously from one leg to another, slowly inching away from the door, because he really doesn't want to catch that insanity.
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A/N: I promised more HyunMin for this chapter? XD I think I did a good job. *self praise*
List of French words with translation:
- merci - thank you
- je t'aime (aussi) - I love you (too)
- je t'adore - I adore you
- tous les jours - daily / every day
- je peux - I can