BACKSTAGE PASS

Pairing: SHINee -JongKey
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut
Words: 2,359

Jonghyun smirked, pulling Key into the backstage dressing room. The others waiting on the stage after their mic check, but he had other plans. It had been a few weeks now that him and Key had been sneaking off into dark corners and having heated make out sessions. It had all started with an argument. Key had been scolding Jonghyun for being so messy, and constantly leaving his sheets a mess, half on the floor, and half on the bed. Jonghyun was seemingly frustrated, but it was for a different reason than Key suspected. When he took a moment to inhale so he could continue his rant at the older boy, his lips had been met with a ferocious kiss.

Eyes widening, he was startled but found himself melting in Jonghyun’s arms. He had had feelings for his best friend for a long time, and he had made sure to make every moment alone with him count from that point on. How the others had not caught on, Jonghyun and Key were not sure, but they weren’t complaining. They were going to take advantage of their members’ ignorance.

The moment they closed the door behind themselves, their lips met in a passionate kiss, Key’s hands running through Jonghyun’s blond tresses, messing up the carefully styled hair. Jonghyun’s hands found their way to the small of Key’s back, applying just enough pressure to ensure his dominance over the taller boy. Jonghyun felt Key’s lips part, and he slid his tongue into his mouth, massaging it over the others in a teasing way. They slid across the wall, eventually settling themselves on a couch in the corner of the room. Key’s fingers found their way to Jonghyun’s hips, and slipped underneath his shirt to glide over the toned muscles of his stomach. He gently circled his finger around his left nipple before pinching it and eliciting a groan from his partner. Jonghyun responded by moving their positions so Key was now beneath him, and he was on top, one left pressed against the hardened bulge in Key’s pants. Jonghyun pressed his thigh against it and Key let out a soft moan, breaking his lips away from the kiss to tilt his head back.

Taking full advantage of this moment, Jonghyun moved his lips down to Key’s neck, tracing kisses all the way down and teasingly running his tongue over the boy’s collarbone. As much as he loved seeing Key in the loose-fitting tank top that the stylists chose for that evenings performance, he would much rather see him naked. “Off,” he murmured, biting down on his neck and sucking, grinding his hips and pushing his shirt up with his right hand. Key licked his lips and then slipped his tank top off swiftly in the moment Jonghyun pulled away.
When Jonghyun seemed to move in to target his chest, he held up a hand and raised an eyebrow. 

“No further until you take off your shirt too,” he said with a sly smirk. Jonghyun glared momentarily before nearly tearing his shirt in his haste to rip it over his head and toss it over the couch. He grabbed Key’s hand and laced their fingers together, pinning it down above Key’s head and then crashing their lips together, biting down on his bottom lip and tugging suggestively. Key whimpered and then reached down for his pants, wriggling his hand out of Jonghyun’s grasp, eager to remove any clothes separating their bodies and preventing the glorious feeling of skin on skin. He was side-tracked from his task when he felt Jonghyun grind against him again, and involuntarily bucked his hips forward, letting out a moan. “Just take them off,” he said, moving his hands from his own pants to Jonghyun’s, who was now smirking and kissing his way up to his ear. He managed to undo the button on his pants and when he unzipped the zipper, Jonghyun chuckled devilishly and whispered into his ear,

“eager?” Key narrowed his eyes and chose not to respond, instead tugging roughly on Jonghyun’s pants, hooking his thumbs under his boxer-briefs as well, trying to tug it all down at once. He was impatient, and he knew Jonghyun would try teasing him as much as possible beforehand. He had to take initiative if he didn’t want to suffer through the others teasing. “You really want it today, don’t you?” Asked the cocky tone of his blond-haired lover. In one quick moment, Key had his fingers wrapped around Jonghyun’s erection, and was now face to face with him, and said in a very blunt tone,

“shut up.”

Jonghyun started to laugh, until Key squeezed his erection and it came out as a sort of strangled-half-moan-half-cackle thing. He dropped his head, immediately feeling the flush overwhelm his body and the blood run south. His fingers scratched over the couch on either side of Key’s head as his hips moved forward, welcoming Key’s expert fingers. Jonghyun often tried to flaunt how dominant he was in bed with Key, but when it came down to being pleasured like this himself, he always had a weak moment. Key decided it was too awkward of a position to comfortable give him a hand job, so he tilted his chin up and kissed his lips. 

“Lay down,” he said, as more of a command than a question. They shifted and soon Jonghyun was stretched over the couch on his back, having taken off the remaining articles of his clothing in the process, and Key was over top of him, elbows on either side of his hips. Key didn’t waist any time in lowering his lips to the head of his lover’s erection, brushing a soft kiss against the tip. Jonghyun’s body tensed beneath him and he grinned, taking it into his mouth and beginning to slide his lips up and down on the shaft, running his tongue along as he went. The boy beneath him started bucking his hips, and Key placed one hand on his hips, and the other at the base of Jonghyun’s cock, holding it in place.
He felt his pants tighten when Jonghyun began to moan softly, sliding his hand into Key’s hair, guiding him. He started to suck a little harder, squeezing his hip, when they both heard a voice calling out in the hall.

“Jonghyun-hyung? Key-hyung? Where are you?”  They both froze, as the voice seemed like Taemin was headed for the dressing room. Key quickly removed his lips from Jonghyun’s throbbing erection and pulled a nearby rack of clothes in front of them, to shield them from sight. He rested back in his position at Jonghyun’s legs just in time to hear the door open.
Jonghyun waited, his heart pounding wildly in his chest, as he heard Taemin take a couple steps into the room. “Key-hyung?” He called out again, voice much clearer, and he must have only been twenty feet away from the rack. A chill ran down Jonghyun’s spine when he felt Key exhale over his cock, and he had to bite down on his lip to stifle a moan. Apparently Key noticed this, and was going to use it since within seconds his mouth was back to work, tongue running teasingly up the shaft before flicking over the tip. Jonghyun bucked his hips, throwing his head back and gripping the couch as if he would fall off if he let go.

’Leave Taemin, leave. Please,’ he kept repeating in his head, trying desperately to listen for the footsteps getting closer. If he let out just one moan, Taemin would realise they were over in the corner and come look to find him completely naked on the sofa, stretched out and with Key teasing his cock. 

Key was inwardly laughing at the position he had Jonghyun in, and he started sucking him off again, this time running his hands over Jonghyun’s chest before coming back to begin stroking him as his mouth sucked on his tip, precum already oozing out.

“They’re not in here!” They heard Taemin’s soft voice echo throughout the room and then the swift sound of the door swinging closed behind him. Jonghyun immediately let out all the air he’d been holding in and leaned up on his elbows, flushed in the face. 

“Hands and knees, now,” he commanded to Key, trying to assert his dominance once more. Key, who had been going this entire time with his own tight bulge being untouched, was happy to oblige. He moved so that he was on his knees on the couch, arms up on the back of the couch. Jonghyun stood up and grabbed Key’s hips, pulling him close and up against his body. He slid his hands over his hip bones until they found their way to the front of Key’s low rise jeans. He bit on the back of his neck as Key thrust his hips back into him when he undid this pants quickly, slipping his hand in. He palmed the younger boys erection over his underwear and Key started to grow impatient. 

“Just take them off already,” he whined, tightly gripping the back of the sofa and tossing his head back against Jonghyun’s shoulder when he felt a small nip on his shoulder. “Kim Jonghyun, take off my pants.” This made Jonghyun smirk and rub him a little faster before pulling his pants and underwear down to his knees. Key kicked off the pants into a pile onto the floor and then ground his hips against Jonghyun’s again, feeling the warmth of his hand against his erection. Jonghyun began to pump at Key’s cock, moving his other hand up to his lips.

“Suck?” He said, sliding his fingers over his lips. Key moaned softly, sucking on the two fingers Jonghyun pressed against his lips, coating them in saliva and feeling Jonghyun’s cock twitch against his ass. He smirked inwardly, knowing he was having an effect on the other boy. Jonghyun pulled his fingers away and Key licked his lips, eager for what he knew was coming. He fell forward, resting against the back of the couch. Jonghyun on the other hand, ran his thumb over the precum now leaking from Key’s erection and ran it over the rest of the shaft, moving his other hand down to Key’s ass, glad that he didn’t have to ask Key to spread his legs further. He slipped one finger in, earning a sharp gasp from Key, who bit down hard on his bottom lip. Jonghyun made sure to keep jerking off his secret lover as he slid his finger in and out before eventually slipping the second in and beginning to scissor them. As often as Key and him had sex, he still ensured he was completely ready before fucking him. He did love him, and didn’t want to hurt him.

“J-Jonghyun,” Key moaned softly, bucking his lips as Jonghyun slowed both hands after a moment and then positioned himself.
“Ready, baby?” He asked, taking Key’s hips into his hands and squeezing them. Key groaned, feeling the erection pressed up against his hole and bucked his hips again.

“Just fuck me already,” he said. Jonghyun raised an eyebrow and then, with an evil smirk, thrust fast into Key. Key let out a very loud moan and then immediately began tossing his hips back, wanting to meet Jonghyun’s thrusts. The blonde had gritted his teeth, trying not to just thrust into Key as fast and rough as he possibly could, and maintain a steady rhythm. But, the hips that kept forcing themselves back onto his cock were not helping, and he soon found himself thrusting hard into the younger boy, each of them moaning and muttering profanity under their breath. It wasn’t long before both bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat, and scratch marks were noticeable all over the back of the sofa from Key’s hands desperately grabbing at anything he could get. “F-Fuck,” he groaned loudly, pushing back as hard as he could. He began to whimper, wishing Jonghyun would stop neglecting his throbbing erection.  “J-Jong-” he began, but cut himself off with a loud gasp when Jonghyun found his sweet spot, and he felt his knees nearly buckle.

Jonghyun was not oblivious to what had just happened, and he made sure to maintain the angle he was in at and increase the roughness at which he was pounding into Key, reaching forward to grab his cock as he began to roughly pump at it to match his thrusts. Key was soon whimpering and moaning even louder and unable to lift his upper body off the back of the couch, biting into his forearm and bucking his hips wildly. “C-Close,” he said, unaware of the fact he had stopped breathing, one-hundred percent focused on the pleasure he was receiving at the hands of his fellow member. 

Jonghyun took that as a sign to increase the pleasure, if even possible, and a loud moan slipped from his lips as well when he felt himself near the edge of climax. He made sure to focus on Key first, pumping hard and fast at his erection and within minutes he felt Key’s seed spill all over his hand and the sofa as a scream came from the younger ones lips. Key was left breathless as Jonghyun replaced both hands on his hips, tugging him back fast and thrusting into him hard. “F-Fuck!” He exclaimed, filling Key up as he reached his own climax, and riding it out until he couldn’t keep it up. They both collapsed against the sofa, Key making sure to carefully avoid the stain of his own cum on the sofa. Both were panting, and Key was leaning back against his lovers chest. He sighed, and pointed on the spot he’d carefully avoided. 

“I love you, but what are we going to do about this?” Jonghyun laughed and then shrugged lazily, eyes barely opening to check what Key had been talking about. 

“Just throw something over it,” he said, earning a laugh from Key as well. 

“That’s disgusting,” he said, turning around and pressing a sweet kiss to Jonghyun’s lips.


WRITEN BY: SHAWOL,BLINGER,&LOCKET 
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