NCT One-Shots

Right Now|RenMin

                   Renjun x Jaemin

Renjun laughs as Jaemin drags him down the hallway. "Jaemin, slow down!"

He gets his wish when, one minute later, he's being slammed against the wall and Jaemin is staring him down with more vehemence than Renjuns ever seen on his face.

"I can't take it anymore", he rasps out, the same passion still in his eyes mixed with something else, something sincere. "I want you so bad, Renjun. I'm gonna go insane if I can't even kiss you right now."

Renjun smirks, feeling deep joy at the reasoning for being dragged out there. He closes the distance between them even more until his lips are grazing Jaemins. "Do whatever you want to me."

He laughs when he's slammed backwards, wrists pinned up against the wall. Then Jaemin is kissing him, already working Renjuns mouth open to scout around in it with his tongue.

For the past hour, it's taken everything for Jaemin not to give into his licentious need to do almost anything to the male. But every laugh, every smile, every smirk, every poke of his tongue past his lips.

All those pushed Jaemin, yet what really drove him to the edge wasn't any of those at all. Because Renjun didn't have to do anything. Him simply sitting there existing and being in the space as Jaemin was enough for him to lose his mind.

Renjuns always known that Jaemins been more...excited, never failing to show his attraction to the male or how much he likes him but he's never seen the male this libidinous.

Jaemin doesn't know what's taken over him either. He just knows that he's never felt so much for the male and he feels like he's overflowing with emotion. It doesn't make sense, how much he wants and how much he needs his mouth on his like it's the only thing that can keep him grounded when he's about to fly away.

Renjuns tongue plays with his while his body shuffles forward, waists touching first, followed by their stomachs. It's not doing anything but for Jaemin, it's doing everything. He drops Renjuns arms so he can hold his waist instead, pushing it back against the wall and pushing right up against him to keep him in place.

He feels hands in his hair right before the gets to experience Renjun letting out the most impure sounds. It's lubricious and completely on accident but Renjun grins into the kiss because he likes seeing Jaemin become a further slave to his desires. 

Jaemin can barely handle the sound of his heart pounding in his ears, the zings on his skin from everywhere Renjun touches, and the heat from being in his moment, kissing Renjun and touching his body. Hands grip his hair, tugging at it gently while Renjuns chest rubs against Jaemins. Jaemin lets out a strangled groan, feeling himself slowly slip away because this is too much and it's too good and all he wants is more.

His hands trail down from Renjuns waist to his hips and feel around them before making their way to the back and  back up to Renjuns cute ass that Jaemin squeezes. He grins when he feels Renjun jump and hears a tiny squeal. Somehow, this is one of the more wholesome things he's done in the past ten minutes. Because his heart is still fueling him as it does every time he even thanks of the Renjun.

But when Renjun pulls away and begins kissing up from his chest, Jaemins not thinking at all. He throws head back, giving Renjun as much room as he possibly can while he feels like he's in heaven. Renjun loves the affect he has on the male. What he loves even more is when he doesn't have to try to get Jaemin like this.

Faint footsteps startle them, making both of their eyes fly open to look around and see if they have an audience. Even with the scare, Renjuns mouth stays attached to Jaemins skin and they're still as close as before.