Rating: NC-17
Genre: smut, basically
Words: 1,875
The same question was running through his mind in the few seconds it took for Minho to open the door. Should he close his eyes and pretend he was still sleeping? Or should he look troubled and say he had just awoken from a nightmare. The former seeming like the easiest way out, Key quickly closed his eyes, tugging his covers up to his shoulders, after casting a quick glance at Jonghyun. It seemed he was also trying the same feign sleep method he was. “Key?” Minho’s voice repeated curiously, as he stepped into the room and looked at the two beds. He frowned slightly when he noticed both of them seemed to be sleeping, and walked further into the room, tossing his bag onto his bed. He glanced down at Onew’s bed and noticed Key’s shirt, his brows furrowing. “What?” He murmured, looking up at Key, who was facing the opposite was of him and clearly had no shirt on. Too oblivious to put together anything that was even close to what was happening, Minho finally settled on Key somehow managing to take the shirt off in his sleep. He unpacked his bag as quietly as he could before leaving the room again, closing the door behind himself.
Key, heart still pounding quite fast, leapt up immediately and looked to Jonghyun’s bed. “Jjong,” he whispered urgently, pushing the blanket off himself. When he received no response he swore under his breath - Jonghyun must have actually fallen asleep. He rolled his eyes and fell back onto his bed. He couldn’t exactly walk out immediately after Minho, that would be too suspicious.
—-
It was evening, and all the members were feeling lazy after eating a big meal Key had cooked up for them all. He had spent most of the day on it, on purpose to try and get his mind off Jonghyun, who seemed keen on teasing Key in whatever way he could without giving anything away to the others. Taemin and Minho were on the couch, laying back and watching some television, and Onew and Key were situated at the kitchen table. Onew was double-checking their schedule for the week, and Key was flicking lazily through a magazine, legs crossed. Jonghyun had announced he was going to take a shower directly after he had finished eating, bothering Key since he knew it was simply to get out of the dishes. But before a word of protest could be spoken, he was already gone into the bathroom.
Key was content now. He was sure he had almost forgotten what had happened that morning. That was, until Jonghyun decided to parade about, dripping wet and with a towel wrapped around his waist. He reappeared twenty minutes later, stretching his arms up and letting out a loud sigh, interrupting the quiet peace of the rest of the dorm, with just the relaxing dull hum of the dishwasher. Key’s eyes couldn’t help but wander over his arms, slowly scanning their way down his chest to the v his hip bones made just before the towel. He was pulled out of his thoughts by Jonghyun clearing his throat and moving through the kitchen, heading for the fridge. Key’s eyes narrowed, realising he had just fallen for a trap just to get his attention again, and he glanced back down at the magazine. He was trying to focus hard on a special column about new looks for the next season, but then he felt heat next to him and he froze up. Jonghyun was leaning over him, water still dripping onto the back of his shirt off Jonghyun’s body.
“What are you reading?” He asked, smirking slightly and putting on a very innocent act. Key was not going to fall for anything though - not with everyone else so close. Onew had looked up briefly, but didn’t seem to find anything suspicious or interesting about them and went back to his schedule.
“Just my magazine, go get dressed,” Key said bossily, stiffly turning another page in the magazine. Jonghyun leaned in and blew on his ear again, sending a shiver down Key’s spine, and causing him to actually make eye contact with him now, trying to put on the most threatening glare he could muster. It was shattered though when Jonghyun just winked at him, and then moseyed on off towards the bedroom, once again annoying Key with his nonchalant attitude towards those types of gestures. But Key was also annoyed with the fact that the incredible desire he had felt for Jonghyun earlier had now returned completely, and he shifted his legs uncomfortably. He wanted to go some place where he was free to have his mind wander without worrying about someone catching him. Since the bedroom was taken, he excused himself and headed for the bathroom. He stepped in and closed the door quickly behind himself, locking it and then resting back against the door.
He took a deep breath, trying to clear his head, but his eyes fell on Jonghyun’s pile of clothes on the floor and was soon reminded of the Jonghyun he had just encountered in the kitchen. He closed his eyes, licking his lips before they parted slightly and he found himself thinking back to the exact way that Jonghyun’s muscles were outlined even more perfectly with the way the light was reflecting off the water on his skin. He found himself reaching down towards his pants and he slowly started to palm his semi-erection. A soft groan escaped his lips, and he resorted to thinking of his favourite memory, and fantasy. The night when he’d first realised how sexy his best friend was, and how much lust and desire he felt for him…
—-
Key had been awoken by a quiet, grunting noise. He opened his eyes, not bothering to move his body, and looked over to where he thought the noise came from. The curtain hadn’t been closed, and dim moonlight was streaming in and illuminating the other half of the room, Key’s and Minho’s bunk bed completely covered in darkness still. His eyes widened at the sight of Jonghyun, head tossed back, and a hand shoved under his covers. He wasn’t… He couldn’t possibly be doing what he thought, could he? Right here, when they were all in the room? Granted, the other three aside from Key were very heavy sleepers, so they weren’t much of a risk. But Jonghyun should have known better than to do this. But he found himself unable to continue scolding Jonghyun in his head, when Jonghyun suddenly pushed down the covers, erection now completely bared. Key gaped, unable to look away, as Jonghyun clenched his jaw, pumping away at his cock. Key knew he had flushed, and he felt the blood quickly rushing south in his body. He couldn’t do anything though, not with Jonghyun awake.
But… he was distracted, right? So maybe if he was really quiet about it. Without taking his eyes off the elder boy, Key slid his hand quietly down into his pyjama pants, slipping his erection out and gripping it tightly. He bit down hard on his lip when he started to pump, trying to go at the same pace as Jonghyun was stroking himself, but unable to due to his reluctance to make any noise. His eyes scanned up, and he lingered on watching Jonghyun’s chest rise and fall with the his heavy pants, before he looked up to the sweat beading on his forehead. He began to wonder how long Jonghyun had been at this, since he was obviously getting really worked up, and close to his climax. Key worked as fast as he could, taking a hold of Jonghyun’s breaths becoming louder, and squeezing his hand up and down his erection. He watched as Jonghyun gripped the sheets with his free hand, hips bucking up to meet his hand, pumping furiously. Key wanted nothing more than to whimper and rush over to the older boy’s bed and slam their lips together in a passionate kiss as he watched Jonghyun writhing and his back arching.
Key ran a thumb over the head of his erection, his eyelids fluttering with pleasure as he felt himself become closer. He was trying to hold off, trying to wait for the moment Jonghyun couldn’t go any longer. As weird as it probably was to be jerking off like this while watching the other, he wanted to share as best he could in his moment of climax. Even in the dim moonlight, Key had somehow managed to spot the precum leaking out of Jonghyun’s cock, and being slicked over it by his hand. Key was surprised the bed wasn’t creaking with how fiercely Jonghyun was bucking into his own strokes. His eyes kept flicking back and forth between Jonghyun’s face, and his erection, finding it ridiculous that he was just as turned on by the look on Jonghyun’s face, as he was by watching him beating off knees bending and back arching.
It seemed Jonghyun wasn’t as much of an idiot as to not stifle his sounds of climax. Key had a sharp intake of breath when Jonghyun suddenly slapped his hand over his mouth, pumping his hand as fast as he was able to, and lifting his hips just barely off the bed. Key also started to move his hand fast, squeezing hard and biting down on his other hand. Within seconds, Jonghyun was tossing his head back further in ecstasy, his own cum spurting out of his cock and landing over his bare stomach as he continued to pump through his orgasm. Jonghyun laid panting, and his hand still weakly clutching onto his spent member. Key came at the sheer sight of Jonghyun spilling his own seed over himself, and he was sure there were going to be deep red bite marks all over his hand in the morning.
—-
Key snapped out of his fantasizing, exhaling shakily, and groaning at the sight of his cum spilt over his jeans and the floor. He took a few deep breaths before he grabbed a few sheets of toilet paper and started to clean up the mess as best he could. He was worried that the others might have heard his cry out during climax, (which he was really hoping wasn’t Jonghyun’s name) but he was betting on Jonghyun having left the bedroom that shared a wall with the bathroom before Key’s fantasy came to an end. In just a few minutes, he was exiting the bathroom, clutching Jonghyun’s laundry in front of his hips, in case anyone walked by and had the possibility of seeing the stains on his pants. He slipped into the bedroom, closing the door with his foot, and tried his best to ignore Jonghyun, who was now sitting on his bed in a tank top and sweats, working on a song. It seemed he hadn’t left the bedroom at all. Key walked over to the laundry basket and tossed Jonghyun’s clothes in, unbuttoning his own pants, facing away from the blonde. But when Jonghyun decided to break the silence, Key found himself paling instantly from the three words he least wanted to hear.
“I heard you.”
WRITTEN: SHAWOL,LOCKET,BLINGER
CREADIT: http://blingerlove.tumblr.com
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