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It Started With Your Hips

Title: It Started With Your Hips
Pairing: Jonghyun/Key
Genre: PWP, Drabble
Rating: R
Summary: There are moments when Jonghyun worries about his leg, about new lyrics and the comeback and what the tabloids say, and then there are moments when Kibum just smirks that smirk of his and Jonghyun sort of forgets how to breathe (and it's not that it's new to him at all, it's just that Kibum looks so beckoning and determined and— well).
A/N: Short, but more of a still-alive gesture. It may seem like I've been ignoring your prompts/this community, but I wish I had a chance to breathe and finish all the fics I've started. Anyway, I'm extremely relieved to have at least completed this one, lol, and I really hope you guys enjoy it ♥




There are moments when Jonghyun worries about his leg, about new lyrics and the comeback and what the tabloids say, and then there are moments when Kibum just smirks that smirk of his and Jonghyun sort of forgets how to breathe (and it's not that it's new to him at all, it's just that Kibum looks so beckoning and determined and— well).

His hands clutch the armrests of the couch when Kibum stands between him and the television —but Jonghyun doesn't really pretend to care because he wasn't even watching, too busy thinking— and he can feel his knuckles turning white, so he tries to relax. His attention is fully concentrated on Kibum.

"Stop it," he says before stepping closer, and his legs fit on either sides of Jonghyun's thighs before the latter realises it, palms on his shoulders to steady his weight. "The thinking," Kibum adds, and it's the correct thing to do, because Jonghyun isn't in the position to make sense out of anything, anyway.

"Asking for too much," he replies, and finds his hands being lifted off the couch and onto the other's thighs, smoothly guided by Kibum. No, no, nonono.

"Kib—"

"When did I ever push you past your limits?" Kibum asks, cutting him off with that totally fake tone, acting wronged, and Jonghyun feels inclined to tell him I don't know, just about every time? but stops himself, getting back on topic.

"Not now," he almost hisses, because they're in the living room and the others are in the kitchen and it's not like they don't know but Jonghyun still can't feel comfortable about this (and when did he turn so neurotic?) but Kibum lowers just enough to bring his mouth up against his ear and Jonghyun goes still.

He whispers, but his words come out wet, "They saw me coming in and closing the door, they know better," and his hands are still on Jonghyun's, keeping them on his thighs, fingers squeezing. His hips roll slowly just once and Jonghyun's breath hitches.

Jonghyun doesn't even need to turn his head and look for Kibum's lips, because they're right there in no time. Kibum goes slow, almost like coaxing him into it, his tongue smooth and his lips lazy against Jonghyun's.

And then Jonghyun backs out of it, mouth open as if to ask Kibum to do that thing with his hips again, because he's already missing it, but Kibum beats him to it; proves him how well he can read —or control?— him. His mouth is once again occupied by Kibum's, and he's not even surprised to realise how hard he already is.

A set of hands finds its way onto his cheeks, bracketing his face. The fingers are hot and electric, and Jonghyun bites and tugs at the plump lower lip in his mouth.

Kibum picks up the rhythm, breathing hard against Jonghyun, and something apparently makes him let out a muffled chuckle.

Jonghyun breaks the kiss but thrusts up, as if to maintain some kind of balance. "What?" he mumbles lowly, not as smart as he'd want to sound.

"You just want me so much," Kibum's eyes kind of sparkle, heavy-lidded, and he gets one of these grins Jonghyun simply loves, and he'd appreciate it so much more if he wasn't about to cry from arousal. And, yes, that is possible.

"I do," he replies with a smirk before his hands leave their spot, creeping up Kibum's body, barely getting underneath the material of his shirt. He kisses him again when Kibum gasps and shivers.

And, at some point, they become this mess that can't be told apart, and Jonghyun can't define where he ends and where Kibum begins, because they're moving in sync, hard and fast and easy. Kibum moans into his mouth, Jonghyun slides his hands anywhere there's skin, and then Kibum's moves get a bit snappier, his spine bends and Jonghyun comes in his pants like a horny teenager, groaning low in his throat.

His brain doesn't registers anything apart from Kibum's breathing pattern for about ten minutes, maybe twelve, his chest fusing into the other's.

Kibum's forehead is sweaty against Jonghyun's shoulder, wetness seeping through the fabric of his tee. "Knew it would work," he softly says in triumph, and Jonghyun huffs out a laugh, palms covering the lines of Kibum's shoulders on his back.

"You know, my mind runs really fast, I could find something worrying enough in less than a minute," he teases, and feels Kibum detach himself gradually. He can't even take the way he looks; all lips, hair, eyes, loose joints.

"Keep that up and you may as well break me in the end," he says (but smiles), patting Jonghyun's thigh once before climbing off him.

"Is that a challenge?" he asks, maybe a tad too loud, at Kibum's back, the cooling feeling in his groin difficult to ignore.

"Take that as you will," he almost sing-songs, closing the bathroom door behind him.

Jonghyun finds himself interested. Maybe a bit too much.

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Tags: !standalone, f: shinee, p: jonghyun/key
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spot for honeyflavor, whose absence is heartbreaking. u_u ♥
sobs I'm not even in a jongkey mood rn but this was good ♥
How can you ever not be in a jongkey mood sodifnds. But thank you, thank you ♥
"And, at some point, they become this mess that can't be told apart..."

I really liked this.
I'm really glad to hear that ♥
Thank you for reading!
This is gorgeous! The emotions in this are amazing, I love your subtlety and all the things that you leave unsaid but are still clearly audible.

And, at some point, they become this mess that can't be told apart, and Jonghyun can't define where he ends and where Kibum begins This is beautiful. So much emotion in so few words!

One tiny nit-picky point here: 'wetness sipping through the fabric of his tee', I think you meant 'seeping' instead of 'sipping'?

I loved this, I'm off to go and read some more of your fics now!
You almost had me blushing with this comment. I'm really happy you'd say all that! ♥

And yep, slipped there! Fixing it now~

Thank you so much, I hope you enjoy the others :3
I loved it :D
\o/! Thank you for reading~ :3
"You just want me so much,"

"I do,"

incoherent. brain is made of mush. crap, how I miss them.
O: Can I help out in any way? hahah but yeah, I get pretty nostalgic over them, too, at times ;_;

Thank you for reading ♥
♥♥♥♥♥♥ no need to thank me, I just want more jongkey ♥♥♥♥♥♥

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Glad you enjoyed :] Haha aww, don't be like that, though!

Thanks for reading!
holy shit , that was freakin' hot !
Hee, mission accomplished, then! Haha thank you for reading :3
uhmmmm sexy =9

i was not in the mood of JongKey these days idk why >.< But JongKey is my OTP >.< but your JongKey fics make me on JongKey mood once again!! <33

and i love this one too..it's--sexy~ keke
Glad to have put you back in the mood, then! :D

It's good to know you enjoyed it, thanks for reading!
User jasleonie referenced to your post from No title saying: [...] Title: It Started With Your Hips [...]
Who doesn't love Jongkey?

Oh my gosh, I loved this <3
no one. the answer is no one. lmao

glad to hear! thanks for reading ♥