Jongtaes
Summary: because who doesn't like sleepy jongtae sex with bottom jonghyun.
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Jonghyun woke up to words being whispered into the back of his neck, the mumbled syllables being pressed into his skin and he shivered at the slow drag of the hands across his stomach. Taemin's front was pressed to his back with one leg slotted between Jonghyun's thighs and Jonghyun groaned into his pillow sleepily.
"Jonghyun-ah," Taemin groaned, his fingertips moving lower to brush against sharp hipbones whilst trailing a series of kisses against Jonghyun's bare back; and Jonghyun knew what the younger man wanted from the way his name slid off the dancer's tongue instead of hyung, followed by a low hiss when he rolled his hips against Jonghyun's ass. Jonghyun found his body betraying his state of exhaustion as he felt himself growing hard in his underwear and he pushed back against the warmth of Taemin pressing between his ass cheeks. The white haired singer's eyes remained closed however, and his mind still suspended in a state somewhere between asleep and awake as another guttural moan made its way out his throat. He wasn't quite sure whether it was a noise of annoyance or arousal – but he soon stopped caring when Taemin's hand slid into his underwear, past the elastic waistband, and wrapped itself around his cock. Jonghyun hissed, hips rolling up into Taemin's warm palm whilst his hand fisted the pillow beside his head at the sudden spark of pleasure spreading through his stomach and down his thighs.
"Mmh, fuck, I want you Jonghyun-ah," Taemin murmured, his voice sounding low and rough. Jonghyun rocked back against him, savouring the way Taemin was nestled against his ass through the fabric of the boxers beginning to slide dangerously low on his hips as the dancer continued to fist him. Taemin's palm became slick with precum, his thumb pausing to swipe at the head of Jonghyun's cock and pull an involuntary shiver from him. Jonghyun panted into his pillow, the muscles in his stomach contracting with pleasure and he rolled back slightly to give Taemin better access.
"Will you let me fuck you, Jonghyun, will you be a good boy and let me fuck you, hm?" Jonghyun moaned at Taemin's words, if not the way his hand had moved lower to cup his balls before a finger slid over the rim of his hole. Taemin's free hand moved up to Jonghyun's face, the back of his knuckles gently grazing Jonghyun's cheekbone, before he took advantage of the way the white haired man's lips parted in a silent gasp and slipped two fingers into his wet, warm mouth. Jonghyun moaned at the sudden intrusion, his tongue curling against the digits and his dick hardening against Taemin's hand. Jonghyun was still far too sleepy and far too turned on to even think about saying no, especially with the way Taemin was rubbing himself against him, hips moving languidly and in a steady rhythm, his breath hot and ragged across Jonghyun's neck. He felt the fingers slip out of his mouth, dragging a trail of saliva down and across his swollen lips, at the same time as the hand resting low on his stomach trailed to his back and slipped the underwear from his hips to his knees. Taemin moaned low in his chest in appreciation at the sight, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of Jonghyun's ass before spreading him lewdly with one hand; the other hand having moved to grip Jonghyun's silver hair and tip his head back onto Taemin's shoulder. Jonghyun gasped at the way the younger boy exposed him, trying to cover himself by reflex but Taemin growled in disapproval, his grip on Jonghyun's hair tightening in reprimand. He shushed him gently, pressing an open mouthed kiss to Jonghyun's nape and he felt the older singer sigh into the bedsheets and relax under Taemin's hold.
"I won't hurt you babe, I'll be gentle." Taemin breathed into his ear, his fingertips rubbing at Jonghyun's scalp soothingly before his finger circled the older man's hole. He pushed in gently, steadily and drew a shuddering moan from Jonghyun, who lifted one knee closer to his chest to allow Taemin to push in deeper. Taemin bit his lip at the way Jonghyun pushed his ass back against him, back arching against the dancer's front who tipped the older man's head back further from the grip in his hair to kiss his neck. Taemin felt himself leaking across his stomach at the way Jonghyun whimpered when he pushed second finger into him without warning. Jonghyun's eyes fluttered open momentarily before closing again and his breath hitched at how Taemin's fingers pressed against that sensitive spot inside him which made him see hot white beneath his eyelids. The pleasure was laced with the pain of being stretched dry however and Taemin soothed over a hickey he had left on the side of jaw with a warm, consoling tongue. Jonghyun hummed deep in his throat, tilting his head further to Taemin's mouth and his brows furrowing with pain when Taemin slowly worked him open with his fingers. The searing pain spread across his back with warmth and he tilted his hips for more, which Taemin granted by angling his fingers just right, and making Jonghyun cry out.
"Ah-h, yes- more-" His voice sounded so rough and debauched already and Taemin hurriedly stretched him open.
"Don't touch yourself," He hissed into Jonghyun's ear when he saw one of Jonghyun's hands wrapping around his cock and pumping himself in time to the slide of Taemin's fingers inside him.
"Not yet." Jonghyun complied with another displeased whimper; his state still too sleepy to do anything other than comply. He was pliant beneath Taemin's fingertips, responding to the slightest touch with a shuddered gasp and the dancer took full advantage of the way Jonghyun was so bared to him in that moment. Jonghyun squirmed against Taemin, turning his head to face Taemin and licking across his jaw in request. Taemin met his mouth with his own, the slide of the lips messy but practiced, like a complex and intimate choreography only they knew how to perfectly execute.
Taemin's tongue curled against Jonghyun's and he swallowed the older man's moan when he slid his fingers out and pushed in with his dick instead. The burn of being stretched so far made Jonghyun cry out and his thighs quivered in a raw pleasure that came with the ache; his fingernails digging into Taemin's forearm which had wrapped itself around Jonghyun's waist.
Taemin hissed against Jonghyun's skin, his face pressed into Jonghyun's neck and his hips twitching in response to the tight heat wrapping itself around his cock and making his limbs tingle.
"Move, please Taemin," He begged and Taemin gasped as he pulled out slowly; relishing the low moan from Jonghyun, before pushing back in and making the older man cry out. Taemin's fingers trailed across Jonghyun's abs, tracing the defined muscles that trembled beneath his hands as he fucked into him slowly, before taking a detour to his hips and down to the inside of his thighs. He massaged at the soft flesh which made Jonghyun spread his legs as much as the awkwardness of their position allowed and he sobbed a broken please against Taemin's neck, touch me.
Taemin's fingers wrapped around him loosely at first, giving a slow and teasing stroke and swallowing the whimper of pleasure Jonghyun had to offer. The older singer exhaled shakily, whining quietly when Taemin's cock was so close to where he needed it but not quite there.
"Baby, roll onto your stomach," Taemin told him huskily, trying to roll him onto the bed but an uncooperative Jonghyun shifted his hips back further onto the younger boy's dick.
"It's okay, it's okay I'm gonna make you feel good, just be patient."
He pushed their mouths together sweetly before rolling the white haired man onto his belly flat against the mattress and gripping him by the hips to raise his bottom half off the bed. Had Jonghyun been in a more in-control and rested state, he would've flushed in embarrassment at the position of how his face was pressed into the pillow with his legs spread wide and ass lifted. But the way Taemin rolled his hips and rocked into him from behind had him coming undone, begging for more with broken gasps. The sensations across Jonghyun's skin and the heat gathering in the post of his stomach left him breathless with each movement; his stomach clenching pleasantly every time Taemin's cock slid out of him only to push deeper and further.
"I'm- Taemin, fuck-" Jonghyun rasped out, feeling the coil tighten just beneath his navel and the heat pool at the apex of his thighs. He pushed himself against the bed, hissing at the rough friction of the fabric across his cock, before he was coming across the sheets with a wrecked moan.
Taemin hissed a curse behind him, feeling Jonghyun tighten around him and continuing to fuck into him until he met his own released. He spilt himself inside Jonghyun with another whispered fuck, before collapsing on top of the older man, his breathing as heavy as his limbs. Jonghyun gave a whine of protest from beneath him and rolled to his side, making Taemin fall onto the bed side him and his cock slip out of his hole. Jonghyun turned around to face him, his eyes still sleepy and covered with messy white hair falling across his face. His skin was as flushed as Taemin's and the dancer smiled at him; his own eyelids beginning to droop with exhaustion. Jonghyun gave him a somewhat smug smile and Taemin huffed slightly in reply to their wordless conversation.
I can't believe you woke me up just for sex.
Like you haven't done it before, shut up hyung.
"Don't say a single thing." Taemin said, wrapping his arms around Jonghyun and pulling him to the clean side of the bed. The older man let Taemin wrap him in his embrace, throwing a leg over the dancer's thighs as he smiled into the crook of his neck.
"Not saying a word."
