Rating: NC-17
Genre:smut,basically
Words: 1,645
Key was awoken barely from his dreaming. He wasn’t exactly sure what it had been when he first came to, and he didn’t bother to open his eyes or move. But when goosebumps appeared on his neck he was suddenly very aware that air was blowing against his ear. But that didn’t make sense - he was sure he had closed the window, and a draught wouldn’t get in through the door. The only conclusion was that someone was blowing on his ear. He furrowed his brows and opened his eyes, looking over and gasping when he saw Jonghyun’s face just inches from his. “Yah! What are you doing?” He exclaimed, inching back a couple inches on his elbows.“I’m bored and hungry. Taemin and Onew are at Star Bell, and I don’t know where Minho went. You know I don’t like cooking.” Jonghyun was acting as if this was a completely normal way to wake someone up, and it annoyed him. He rolled over onto his stomach, waving his hand and just about smacking Jonghyun in the face as he went.
“I don’t care, I’m tired.” He said, voice muffled as his face was buried in the pillow. Feeling cautious, and suspecting he’d try to blow on his ears again, Key reached his arms up and placed them under the pillow, covering his ears with his biceps. It seemed that Jonghyun wasn’t giving up that easily though. Within seconds he felt a hand creep under the covers and onto his bare back, the skin exposed from his shirt tugging up when he moved his arms. Key made an irritated noise into the pillow, earning a laugh from Jonghyun who simply started caressing and tickling his fingers over the smooth skin gently. He squirmed under his touch, trying to focus his mind on other things. Stupid Jonghyun, why couldn’t he just make his own damn breakfast? He’d ask why he was touching him like this, but Jonghyun had always been the type that enjoyed skinship - especially with the other members; but mostly Key. Key never thought anything of it, though he often wanted to find out there was more to it, and usually just went along with it - enjoying the attention and affection that came with it.
“Key~” Jonghyun cooed softly, inching his fingers further up his back. Rather than responding even more irritatedly, Key actually relaxed a little bit. Jonghyun’s fingers on his skin felt nice, and it was causing goosebumps to prick up on his skin, which didn’t seem unnoticed by Jonghyun. “Ah, you like this?” He asked, his tone slightly cocky and slightly devious.
As nice as the feeling was, Jonghyun ruined it by adding his input and Key rolled back over onto his back. As he moved he felt Jonghyun’s hand slide from his back to his stomach and he narrowed his eyes at him. “Why won’t you leave me alone? Soon I’ll be awake completely,” he groaned, reaching down to pull Jonghyun’s hand off his stomach. Their hands were soon weaved together, thanks to Jonghyun’s effort, and Key could feel his cheeks become warm. What was he about to do? He licked his lips subconsciously, but all he received was a tug on his arm. Jonghyun was just trying to literally drag him out of bed. “Jjong!” Key said, pushing the covers down and yanking his arm back as he sat up. “You can’t just drag me out-” Apparently this sudden fight from Key caught Jonghyun off guard though since he was soon falling forwards on top of Key from the force of the yank. Key yelped, finding himself pinned under the older boy who had managed to somehow catch himself before smacking into Key. Jonghyun laughed, arms propping himself up on either side of Key’s face.
“Get off of me,” Key said, though he remained still, his eyes on Jonghyun’s face.
“You should be apologising to me, Key. Look what you did just.” The smirk on his face was bothering the hell out Key though, and he glared once more.
“Apologising? You should apologise to me! You came in here and tried to wake me up, rudely I might add, and then-” He stopped, cut off a second time. Jonghyun was moving closer to his face, and his glare soon turned into a blank stare. His skin flushed when he was pecked on the nose by the older boy, who was still smirking and not making any effort to get off him. “… Why do you do these things? You’re being annoying, just let me go back to sleep.” He said, closing his eyes and turning his face up in an attempt to prove his determination to not get out of bed since he wasn’t able to simply roll over again. He felt uneasy when he didn’t receive a snappy response, and his entire body stiffened when he felt warm lips pressed against his neck.
“J-Jonghyun!” He exclaimed in surprise, but he was ignoring him. He gulped, wondering if he should just.. go along with this? It felt nice, and his heart was pounding wildly, clearly glad to finally have the type of attention he’d secretly been craving from his best friend. He reached up and scrunched the tank top Jonghyun was wearing in his hands, pulling on his shirt. “Kiss me,” he said, keeping a determinedly straight and seductive face on, even though his cheeks were reddening. Jonghyun pulled away from his neck and murmured,
“gladly,” before pressing their lips together. Key felt his heart beat even faster and he whimpered softly, opening his lips. Jonghyun’s tongue slid into his mouth, running gently over his own and Key’s back arched on it’s own in his need to be closer to Jonghyun. The older boys lips were pressed more roughly to his own, and soon Jonghyun’s legs had settled on either side of Key and he was resting his body against his own. Key was beginning to feel more aroused, and he was slightly embarrassed when he was able to tell how aroused the other was getting. A chill ran down his spine when his bottom lip was bitten and he let out his first moan, craving more. Jonghyun began to work kisses down from his lips again, planting them along his neck before pushing his shirt up. “Take this off,” he commanded, and Key willingly obliged, letting Jonghyun guide the shirt up over his head and toss it off to the floor. He gasped when he felt Jonghyun’s lips press against his naked torso, and his fingers crawled across the sheets, gripping at them. He was now fully aware that he had a very hard and obvious erection, but didn’t care since the other was sporting one equally hard, and hands were grabbing at his pants.
He was growing a little impatient, but soaking up every feeling of pleasure he received when Jonghyun’s mouth found it’s way to his nipples. Key licked his lips as Jonghyun flicked his tongue over the hard nub, circling his tongue around while sliding a hand up to pinch the other before tugging gently. Another breathy moan escaped Key’s lips, and he bucked his hips a bit, unable to just lie still as he felt teeth nipping at his nipple and he whimpered. This was too much, he couldn’t deal with this teasing much longer. “Jjong,” he said quietly, in a strangled sounding voice. He received a cocky sounding laugh in response, and Key was about to yell when he felt a hand slip under his boxers and grab at his erection. He bit down on his lip, holding his breath as he could feel Jonghyun trailing kisses down towards his erection from his chest. When he reached his hip bones he exhaled loudly, hoping the other would take that as a sign to just do it. He hadn’t moved his hand since he grabbed, and Key was sick of waiting. After laughing again, it seemed Jonghyun was finally going to oblige. They had both been so focused on the moment, they hadn’t heard the door to their dorm open and close, and footsteps enter the place.
Jonghyun squeezed his erection, and Key curled his toes as the wave of pleasure hit him. He bucked his hips a second time when he felt a finger run over the head of his cock, and he clawed at the sheets. He inhaled deeply when he felt breath over the head, and peeked down to see Jonghyun lowering his lips. When his lips settled themselves around the head of his erection he let out a very loud moan, moving his hand down to scratch at Jonghyun’s shoulder instead of the sheets. But that was when the heard a deep voice call out from what sounded like the entryway of the dorm.
“Key?”
They both froze, and Jonghyun pulled away from him and looked towards the door. “Minho,” he whispered, looking back to Key’s alarmed face. Key quickly slapped Jonghyun on the shoulder.
“Go! Get out of my bed! Hide! Do something!” He kept repeatedly slapping him as Jonghyun leapt up and jumped down from Key’s bed, rushing across Onew’s and jumping up into his own. Key was quickly pulling his covers back up, turning over and groaning softly. Why did Minho have to come home now? He curled his arms in then his eyes widened again. His shirt was laying on Onew’s bed. This would look very obvious, Key never just threw his laundry about! Jonghyun seemed to have noticed the same thing, since when Key looked over his shoulder to the shirt down on the bed, he saw Jonghyun was staring as well. Before either of them could dive and grab it, they heard footsteps on the other side of the door, and Key quickly laid back down when he noticed the handle turning.
WRITTEN BY: SHAWOL,LOCKET,&BLINGER
CREADIT: http://blingerlove.tumblr.com
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