[Fanfic] Dirty Dancing {JongKey}
Title: Dirty Dancing
Author: xxqod
Pairing: Jonghyun / Key
Rating: NC-17 / R (?)
Warning: smut, without plot really. *Blame my dirty mind xD*
Credit: I love SHINee prompt generator!
A/N: The story mysteriously switches from Key POV to 3rd POV and vice versa, and I didn't even notice xD Thumbs-up to those who can find them all ^^
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He seriously didn't know Jonghyun was such a lousy dancer. Well, he knew from the first day they met, one with a voice like Jonghyun's should definitely fail at the dancing department. It turned out Jonghyun was more skilled than he first thought. Sure it was some trouble for him getting the steps right. Key smirks thinking about how frustrated Jonghyun was when Key perfectly copied the dance, just like their magnae. But those previous dances didn't involve exaggerated motions of the hips. Like their new one.
Key face palms himself, the fail Jonghyun is making isn't even funny anymore. Taemin and Minho are discussing on how to make Jonghyun dance that part, while Onew opens his mouth to say, "Do you need some oil to get your hips moving?" The room goes eerily silent, Expect Onew to make such a comment. "I'm sorry okay!" Jonghyun lets himself fall to the floor, folding his legs and pouting like mad. "My hips are not made from elastic material like yours." Before Onew can say something back I push my hand into his face, interrupting him. "I'll help you practising this move, so the others can go back to the dorm." "But umma, I want to practice some more!" Key who normally pampers the youngest, throws a unexpected glare his way. "No, you're going now, while I learn this idiot to do some simple hip roll." "Hey!" "Oh, shut it Jjong!" I watch as Jonghyun returns pouting and the others grab their belongings before leaving. "Phone me when I need to pick you up!" Key gives Jinki a thumbs-up and returns his attention to Jonghyun.
"You should push your hips to the side, not the front."
"I know, but my hips don't have the flexibility to do so. I'm a guy."
"So now you're saying I'm a girl?" Key looks really frightening, Jonghyun gulps.
"No, no, you're not! I didn't mean it like that!" Jonghyun backs away against the wall, stretching his arms out to fend the Almighty Key off, who's slowly closing in on him.
"You did not just insult me, you hear? I can easily show you who's the girl here."
Jonghyun squeaked as Kibum slid a cold hand under his shirt, caressing his chest and abdomen.
"Maybe Onew was right and you really need some oil to get those hips moving." I purr against his ear. I feel him shudder against me and he grabs my arms slightly pushing me away. His breath is already heavy, or maybe it's from the practising, I don't know. I don't really care, because I'm practically jumping in glee as I just discovered Jonghyun probably would bottom in a relation. 'Only one way to find out.' I tug at the hem off his shirt, his breath caught. I smirk at him before pulling his shirt up and he willingly lifts his arms so I can take it off.
"Ki…bum.." 'Oh god.. That's so sexy. Hearing my name spilling from his lips.' Key pushes Jonghyun up the wall, trapping him with his own body and Jonghyun wraps his legs around Kibum's waist and his arms around the other's neck to prevent himself from falling. He lets out a breathy moan when Key moves against him, kissing his neck and torso. The sound from the stereo can't draw out the lusty moans Jonghyun makes and Key loves it. That husky voice mixing with their new song and he's sure it will haunt him forever. The hold on him tightens as he moves faster against Jonghyun, determined to make the other beg, beg to be fucked to be precise. He roams his hands over the exposed chest and lower his mouth to a nipple, flicking his tongue over the bud.
Hands find a way in my hair and lift my head up so I'm staring into Jonghyun's dark eyes. My gaze falls upon his half-opened mouth, waiting and wanting to be devoured by me. I bump noses with him before sticking out my tongue and running it over his lips. 'They taste like strawberry and salt, but I think I like the strawberry more.' I plunge my tongue into his mouth, tasting an explosion of sugar, mostly strawberry and chocolate. I feel his hands pulling at my hair and I feel like stopping him, cause really, does he have to ruin my hair?!
He drops Jonghyun, the latter flailing as he just in time lands on his feet. "Hey! What was that for?!" Key glares at him and pops the button of Jonghyun's jeans, said clothing falling around his ankles. Kibum then pulls their bodies together and begins doing the wave, Jonghyun forced to follow. Jonghyun winces as his hard-on gets abused by the buttons of Key's skinnies. "Can you please…just…anything but the buttons! It hurts." "Being a pussy now eh?" Key smirks but unbuttons his pants anyway, he doesn't want Jonghyun to lose his willingness. The wave continues as hands roam and tongues and mouths explore. Kibum's hand is uncertainly placed against Jonghyun's erection, unsure he must proceed, but the moan encourages him to do so. He slips his hand inside the boxers and palms Jonghyun again, slowly taking a firm hold of him. He strokes up and down occasionally brushing his thumb over the slit.
Nails claw at my back, but I can only focus on Jonghyun's expressions and reactions to my touches. He bucks against me, fastening the pace and mutters incoherent words. I grin while I place my free hand on his hip, holding him down. I slow my ministrations and chuckle at the string of curses leaving his mouth. "Aah! Kibum.. just! ..fuck." He drops his head into my shoulder, his hands clutching my sides. "Fuck what?" "Just.. ah.. fuck me." I almost jump up and down from happiness. 'YES! I KNEW IT! Blackmail material. Muhaha!'
Key strokes faster and harder, dropping to his knees and taking the head of Jonghyun's erection in his mouth. Hands pull painfully at his hair, and the moans grow louder as he tentatively sucks. Ten seconds later he feels Jonghyun coming and he is disgusted with himself for swallowing the cum. Jonghyun slides down the wall, eyes closed and panting. "Key…fuck me… please?" Kibum rises to his feet, taking a picture of Jonghyun with his phone and saving it. Then he calls Jinki, "Hyung, you can come pick us up." "Key…" Kibum shakes his head. An evil smirk plastered on his face. "You better want to hurry, Jinki is here in five minutes."
The ride home is silent, except for Onew asking if Jonghyun can finally dance his part without errors. Key and Jonghyun look at each other, eyes wide, not knowing what to say. They totally forgot! And tomorrow is their first performance. Key groans and assures Jinki it's better than first.
The next day Key finds it very surprising Jonghyun dances it perfectly, like he never had any trouble with it. After they end, he wants to ask Jonghyun about it, but he receives a wink from the other along with a smirk. "Did I get tricked in doing such activities with Jonghyun?! I thought I was the one playing around! He gets his phone, sending a message to Jonghyun. He watches as Jonghyun reads the message and his face visibly pales.
To: Jjong
From: Key
Attached File: Jong1.JPEG
You better watch it. Or else everyone in SME will know you bottom. You don't want them to see you like this, now do you?
Love, Key~
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A/N: I was writing this blushing and looking through my fingers xD Now I feel like writing fluff. Lolz. Hope you enjoyed my fail at smut etc.