Taste My Addiction (JongKey Oneshot)

            For as long as JongHyun could remember he’d been hooked to the stuff. From the day he’d set his eyes on the delicious treat to the final time where he’d been told he couldn’t have another taste and even after that. How could no one like this? Every single time he hit up with another shot of the delicacy he ended up gasping from pleasure and shivering from the caresses it pressed onto his thinning frame.

            “Baby, eat me up,” it would whisper into his ear, taking a neat nibble on his lobe before retreating to commence the hunt.

            Beauty bloomed from the very thought of feeling the air around him rush and his blood pound as he placed one foot in front of the other to track down the scent of sweet thing he was after. Sometimes he would see trees whizz by him, other times it was solely him and the bundle of muscles and skin that he refused to let go of. His arms would wrap their way around the slender waist of that beautiful man, his mind getting confused whether the bulge was meant to be there as it assessed the effeminate features and kissed those lips that were awfully too plump to be considered male. But then he’d see those fields of wild flowers blowing by him and he was brought back to that thing that sent his spine tingling while fairy creatures he couldn’t see with his naked eye partied in his stomach.

            Once the dancing finished he’d be back in the bed with the boy… Purring and mewling beneath him as his tongue flicked past perky, pink nipples and a log bulging with the promise of water. If he suckled long enough the dam would burst and a new sensation would fill him. From experience he knew this one to be equivalent to the one he got when the lights dimmed and the music pumped, if not, it was even better.

            “Take a big bite,” everything would whisper.

            Fingers would tangle in his hair as the moon reappeared and cast a dim glow all around the empty space his body was jolting across. Someone the stars were transforming into pearly white drops that spread on his abdomen where his fingers scooped them up like a spoon would pudding and deposited it neatly on his tongue. And yet the burning hadn’t even finished yet. Atop the tree line he could see the fiery red-orange of the blaze creeping towards him, sticking out its hot tendrils to envelope him into another one of those mind boggling embraces.

            As scary as it was, the ecstasy of the moment didn’t allow him to turn tail and run. No, he planted his feet, stripped his torso of his shirt and let the tongues of flame lick at his body. Up and up it went, stopping briefly to sweep over the beauty mark on his collar bone before travelling down, down, down…

And his whole forest was on fire now. His skin bubbled from who knew what (the pink and purple bubbles he was seeing must have had a play in it) as that cave ran moisture all over him; raining down on the fire that was too strong to tame anyways by this point.

            “You can have the whole meal if you just…” A slurp, a slap and suddenly there was nothing but the sound of skin on skin as the ashes got picked up by the wind and spread the beginnings of life all across the kingdom.

Because that’s what this had turned to.

            The king and queen were having a ball in the grand room where all their peoples – green elephants, purple wolves, walking fish – clapped and sang whilst trying to sneak their own slippery touches into the sandwiched mess. But of course the jesters wouldn’t allow such behavior as it was their jobs to steal the spot light. So instead they all collaborated into a plastic mess where they tried to please one another but really were just subtly trying to bring the thunder onto their side.

            Except that they couldn’t.

            Because this was JongHyun’s.